Azure Chronicle

Nimus

"Im very disappointed in you Hack. This is no democracy, what I say goes." Hidge idly spun a coin on the table. His accent now much thicker than before.

"Dont ferget I got 25% tah me in this here deal."

Then coin stopped as Hidge smashed it to the table with his hand.

"And we are gonna make for sure ya worth it. If not..."

Hidge shrugged.

"You an me...We are gonna have problems. I'm no playa, I solve problems." Hidge spun the coin again.

The air was getting thick, you could cut the tension with knife.

"I told ya to kill that bitch, and ya went sowft, real sowft Hack."

I slammed my fist to the table, the spinning coin leaped off the table.

"You watch yer damn mouth ya pigmey." Twits angrily squawked in tandem. I was just itching for a reason tah punch this jackhat. I considered throwing him out the window which was propped open. I imagined his small round body bouncing on the sand.

"Oh...I see. It makes sense now. He's got a sowft spot for the gal" Hidge smiled.

Hidge slid the coin from the table and flipped it.

A bump in the tracks made Hidge miss the coin. It fell to the floor and disappeared with a metallic ring.

Both of us grew concerned looks.

The air grew hot as a screeching sound ripped through the car.

In seconds, Hidge and I were fighting to escape the room and find the source of the chaos.

Outside the office room, men were all holding their ears and looking around in panicked confusion.

"Oh Shit!" 

A man across the way was looking out the slitted window. I began pushing and shoving my way through the panicked mass.

White hot light poured through the slats, my eyes adjusted to see a trail of dust billowing behind a small army of horsemen.

The train lurched forward as the brakes chimed in their own pitch of squealing.

Hot bullets rang across the dusty valley and erupted around the horsemen. Several men and horses exploded into red vapor.

The savages returned fire. Small explosions licked the sides of the train, merely burning off some paint.

"Apparently these nutheads fergot what this here desert momma can handle." I chuckled.

Then loud trumpets blasted, their sound began boosted by ethereal means.

Smoke stung my eyes and nose. I snapped my focus back to the room around me. Flames danced around the seats and floor as people stomped and sputtered to put them out. The walls and metal floors began to glow dark red, searing anything against it.

"What the hell?" The train became dark.

"Azork Tunnel" several muttered, the train shifted and skid along the rails before coming to a final halt and all grew silent. Only the sound of crackling flames filled the air. The train was on fire, but the flames quickly subsided.

The train began to pop and shift as it settled into place. Suddenly I remembered Az.

"Az! Where are ya kid?" I yelled scanning the darkness.

"Here" a quiet voice replied.

"Stay here kid" I began pushing my way through the train, careful not to to trip in the dark.

The handle to the door barely lit by the flames that burnt sparsely. The door squealed and grinded open. The room popped as air rushed into the room.