The Haunted: Revelations (Sequel to Rebellion)

Chapter 5

(Original drawing by Nemeisisfirefox212. I got a bit lazy with the coloring and the design has slightly changed since we did this.)
Sorry that this took so long. I've been having an extreme lack of motivation, but I'm going to start doing ships again. Also sorry that I crammed so much into one chapter.
Song: Seeking Loot
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"It's treasure or your life at this point."
-Drake, The Haunted, Episode 8: Catacombs
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Mia's point of view-

Grayson and I both examined the map, looking past the bizarre writing to watch the small dot that signified our aircraft upon the map. Based on our position and the length we would have to travel until we left imperial territory, we concluded that we would arrive to the sight on the map within a day or two if we continued at this pace.
I could already feel my heart pounding out of my chest with anticipation for our upcoming discovery. What waited for us at the red 'X' that marked the spot? A burial ground? Riches beyond our wildest dreams? I could hardly contain the joy that I had bottled up inside. I cheered with a loud screech, clapping my hands together as I jumped up and down, causing Grayson to laugh beside me. Around me was Grayson, a few of his guards and my team, staring at me with smiling faces. Drake was off on the left side of the ship, watching and talking to one of the guards, Victor.

  "I guess we should be there by tomorrow morning. It's about an hour or so before we will be above the imperial boarder and enter Redstone Republic territory." I exclaimed to give everyone insight on how our journey would be for the first half.

Grayson's guard, Markus, whom had helped my team unload the airship from our last expedition, spoke up with a gruff voice muffled by the mask over his mouth and nose. "It's just a smidge of their land, meaning that we should be able to pass by it within two hours or so."

Grayson nodded as he rolled up the map, needing to give it back to the captain flying the ship so he could know that we were heading in the correct direction. The further out we got, the colder it became but I was the only one who truly prepared themselves for the weather conditions we hypothesized that we would face. Grayson wore nothing thick, but was fairly prepared for a drop in temperatures. He wore dark grey pants with golden knee pads, long black boots, a grey jacket lined with gold, a black sweater, and a red scarf. Additionally was two golden chains hanging against his hips and his old emerald and gold shield from the hatchery on his back, sword at his side. His hair was pulled up as always, but he was not wearing his crown.

  "I sent message to the king in that area that we would be passing by and to not mistake us as an enemy." He turned to me as he took a pause. "Mia, has the map changed at all?"

I pinched my fingers together. "Slightly. A bit more of the area beyond the empire has been revealed but no significant changes to be reported."

Grayson nodded, taking out his compass from his back pocket. He looked down at the compass on his grey gloved palm, the red hand swaying gently to settle upon the northwest direction, exactly where we needed to go. He looked, sunlight bouncing from the emerald green of his wide eyes. He slipped the compass back into his grey pants, a smile on his face. I could not tell who was more excited, him or me.

Dante broke the brief silence between all of us. "So whatever is in that crypt is linked to the ancient War of Minecraftia, based of what we found in the other crypt, correct? We were just searching a crypt with artifacts and information like that. Do you think we'll even find anything new? We don't exactly know what this place is, or if it's even a crypt."

Angie nodded. "Well, the map was in Bargelian, which by the way shares enochian roots!"

  "Enochian? You mean like angels?" Grayson asked with a brow lowered.