Resident KH-Vids PART 15

Rosey had definetly told the truth. They made what looked like half a day's trip in just a few short hours. Jube's definetly suited him: It was a dark, worn out looking place where all the marble on the floor was a disgusting pale gray, crimson curtains over looking the giant mural windows and a red carpet with a worn out gold lining around it was sailing across the neverending hallway. This was practically a place fitted for Dracula.

Spike checked to see if everything was in check. He walked up to Shadowjak, looking a bit concerned. "You seem to have been here longer than us, can you give us a bit of info?"

Shadowjak nodded as he walked forward along the old carpet. "Well, first thing: There's definetly a lot more spammers here. This is like a flame war manifested into one builiding. Second: this place may look worn down and old, but there are a helluva lot of machines and traps on the lower levels. If you want to make it outof here alive, I suggest you keep a sharp eye out on every direction. you never know when something will just pop out of nowhere."

Spike nodded when he suddenly felt a sharp stinging pain on the side of his neck. he started coughing blood as he fell to his knees. Shadowjak pulled out his gun and pointed it at Spike, but CtR moved his gun away from him.

When the pain settle, Shadowjak offered him a lift up. "Third thing: Once your one of them, it's every man for himself." , he said with an irritated look.

Spike kept his hand on his neck and shook his head. He pulled out his handgun and loaded. He cocked the barell and walked up to CtR. "Thanks", he said with a nod. he walked ahead of everyone else and went further down the hallway. Then, looking irritated himself, he turned around toi the rest of the group. "Anyone want to pick a door?"

All along the hallway, there were several doors. Any of them could've led to anywhere in the castle, and since it was indeed such a big castle, picking a door required some thought.

Shadowjak walked ahead of Spike, looking skeptical. "Okay, we're going to need to think carefully about this.......I say that one.''
He pointed at a door and walked straight up to it. Spike nodded and followed. CtR just shook her head and sighed.

Shadowjak tried to push the door, but it was budged. Je turned around to Spike and waved at him to get over thee. "Come on, help me open this."

Spike walked up to the door and started pushing it with Shoadowjak. The door was slowly opening, but in the back there was the sound of gears grinding. CtR was slowly backing, a big shadow going over her. "um, guys? We have a bit of a situation, here."

They turned around and saw a wave of spammers coming up to them. Spike pulled out his gun and went in front of CtR. Shadowjak did the same.

With a grin, Shadowjak fired on one of them. "Whoever beats the most wins?"

Spike looked at him surprisngly, then smirked. "You're on."

As they were running up to them, Spike and Shadowjak shot them down. One of them grabbed Spike by the shoulder, but Shadojak shot it's arm off. Then, Spike kicked it as it fell to the ground.

They all seemed to be coming from some hidden stairs that opened up on the floor in the far end of the room. The best idea would be to close it off and limit their numbers. Spike looked around, and there was also a torch in front of that platform that kind of tipped. That must've been the lever. Spike backed up to Shadowjak. "Cover me. I'm going in."

Shadowjak nodded as he kept firing at the Spammers. Spike ran through them, kicking them aside and shooting them out of his way. He lifted his foot onto the shoulder of a tall spammer and jumped up. He reached for the lever and grabbed it, pulling it upwards. When he dropped down, the stairs in the floor was closing up again, crushing the Spammers that only made it halfway.

Spike picked up a flash grenade from his belt and tossed it into the pile of remaing spammers. After shooting them down, he walked up to Shadowjak and CtR. It looked like they were all gone. Trying to catch his breath, Spike put his hand over his rib. "Fifty. I got Fifty of them."

Shadowjak nodded and clapped an applaud. As he walked last Spike he turned around and chuckled. "Fifty-two. Still, you're not that bad."
He gave him a pat on the back and chuckled gain/ Spike, looking irritated, kicked the door and it flew open. They all quickly turned around and looked at where the stairs had opened last time, but it stayed shut. Spike sighed and waved over to them to follow. "Come on, let's go to the next the room."