Chapter Twenty Four

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The Rotting Corpse Of Hope
Micheal Skeleton

I knocked on the front gate to the Citadel, the capital of this side of the Fallen Dimension. I quickly made sure that the camera was pinned on correctly, the camera itself being completely untraceable. It is placed on the collar of my shirt, and is microscopic.

The plan was simple, similar to what Karma and Maya did to me in the Battle for Fallen, I would enter and gather information. The key difference this time being that Karma and the others are back in Max's laboratory watching and listening to this whole thing. 

However this was at high risk, Shay Bentley had enough army power to blow the laboratory open, which then would activate the security measures, killing anyone inside or out according to Karma.  This simply means that if I get chipped, they will have to leave the laboratory. It's high risk, but any information is more then what we have now.

A guard appeared at the top of the gate not a moment after I knocked on it, I gave a subtle wave and he nodded, seeming to know who I was. He opened the large iron gate and welcomed me inside.

"Follow me" The guard spoke leading me down a gravely path towards what appears to be the main building of the compound. It was the afternoon, so the streets of the compound were busy with people. We entered the almost throne room like building. Surely enough sitting across the room was a younger version of the man I remember meeting all those years ago, The Creator, he sat on a raised platform, on a golden plated throne.

Next to him was Ex Talon, and on the other side of the chair was my daughter Maya Skeleton. The two acted as his personal guard.

"Hello Micheal" The Creator smiled to me, raising to his feet.

The guard bowed to the Creator then turned and walked out.

"I must say, I wasn't expecting a throne" I smiled.

He nodded, sitting back down. "Yes, I personally think it just strokes a ego of mine, but hey, what can I say I'll except it. It was the people here who insisted it" The Creator smiled.

"I hear you go by Shay Bentley now?" I asked.

He nodded. "My real name yes, I figured the name 'The Creator' would raise some alarms with your people."

"I don't remember you being so 'personal' with you attempts. I also notice you've become younger, or is that just a skin tone change?" I smiled.

"I have discovered how to de-age my cells your correct. But I must ask what brings you here? Bobby Reed found you, but he used the words 'Micheal escaped with Mr Rivers'"

I nodded. "Elliot saved me, but after I but the pieces together of it being you, I tried to escape. He stopped me, I managed to kill him"

"It was just the two of you then?" The Creator asked.

I nodded. "We were alone. Maya?" I asked looking over at my Daughter. Neither Maya or Ex were looking at me.

"Please don't distract them, they are my personal guards for the day" The Creator explained, he stood up and walked down to me, he wore a long king like jacket that dragged on the ground. His self ego was insane right now.

"Get your hands off me! I can walk myself!" I heard someone shout at the entrance. I turned around to see the same Guard who brought me in now carrying Kiera Reed into the throne room. He placed her right in front of the Creator and I, and down on her knees.

"Now, you made a deal for your people" The Creator explained.

"You didn't need to be so rough, I chose to come with you"

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