Eternal was fresh from the Alaska run when he went to his talismonger contact to seek Berserker’s favor again. The physical adept was seeking to gain another initiate grade. She gave him the usual disclaimer about seeking out Berserker in his realm, however, the adept just waived her off and assumed his meditative state within the lodge. Stephanie just grinned and joined him in the lodge. She went into her meditative state and brought Eternal to the door of Berserker’s realm.
He found himself in a clearing next to the woods. As he scanned the area, there was no threat to be found. However, he went on his guard and ignited his sword. He drew Eileen in his other hand and issued an open challenge. The challenge went unanswered.
After a few hours, a strange blob appeared along the edge of the woods. The shambling mound of bleeding, festered flesh oozed towards Eternal. As it approached him, the mound turned into a vague humanoid shape that resembled that of a young girl. Scars, cuts and wounds oozed out blood and puss as it came to a stop. It lifted up a finger and pointed at Eternal with a vague smile across its face. Its finger fell from the rotted stump and another one grew in its place. Eternal took a hit of K-10 and felt the drug course through his body. He happily accepted the challenge with a smile of his own.
He pointed Eileen at his target. He poined the gun at his target and unloaded the APDS ammo in a full auto burst. The armor piercing bullets slammed into the shambling mound. However, it was hard to tell through all the blood and wounds that were already present if they bullets had any affect. The mound just kept on shambling towards its target and moved to attack.
From deep within his mind, Eternal started to hear the sound of ancient rythmic chanting. The chanting and voices were so loud and distracting that it distracted him from the fight. Eternal shook his head to clear it, but it failed. He swung the flaming sword at the blob and struck true. However, it appeared that the blob separated as the blade passed through it. Eternal started to get frustrated as it seems that he was able to hurt this thing. Meanwhile, the adept still found it hard to focus or concentrate with the voices and chanting in his head.
The chanting was so much that he didnt notice that the blob had wrapped itself around him. He could feel the pressure of the embrace. He could smell the burning flesh as the mound pressed against the flaming sword. He let out a scream as the chanting and voices got louder and louder and louder. It was almost overtaking him. He could feel his lifeforce start to drain from him. It seemed this spirit was draining the life from him.
Then he heard a voice. It was a familiar voice casting a spell that he has heard before. Through the confusion in his head, he could recogize that he knew this mage. The feeling of electrical discharge touched his skin as a lightning bolt hit the spirit that was wrapped around him. The spirit released its grasp on him just enough for him to escape. He gathered his wits and notices a wolf shaman next to him. Walker was asking him questions and looked concerned, but nothing was making sense to him right now. Then the confusion stopped.
Eternal’s mind cleared for a moment and a bit of clarity sunk in. The spirit was still there attacking him, but he had Walker next to him. it was then that he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked over to see the mage had buried a dagger deep into his side. The pain shot through his body. He pulled the dagger from his side and buried it into the mage’s face. The blade struck true, but the made just disappeared in a cloud of dust. POOF! Eternal was alone again, except the two spirits.
The realization hit him as there were now to spirits attacking him. Both were within range. He started swinging his blade and shooting, but one of the spirits enveloped him again. The voices and chanting in his head started again. He reached down and set off a flash bang. The concussion of the blast shredded the spirit to pieces. Bits of blood, flesh and gore exploded as the spirit was ripped back to his home plane. Eternal was now one on one with the other spirit.
A smile came across his face. “Hi-Ex!” He exclaimed. “Call me, Eileen” the gun responded. Eternal looked strangely at the prototype gun. “Hi-Ex! … Eileen” he said again. “As you wish” the gun returned. The smile came back as he shot the other spirit. The grenade buried itself deep in the flesh of the spirit and exploded. What was left was a writhing mass of torn flesh, protruding bone and bleeding wounds. The spirit turned to make a break for the trees, but he shot another grenade that ended the spirit.
A slow clap came from next to him. Eternal, still on edge and high on the K-10, spins to face … Walker. The wolf mage was clapping for him. He brought up a finger to stop Eternal. “I have given you a taste of this power … should you want to pursue it then seek me out.” . He then disappeared, leaving Eternal alone.
The adept awoke back in the lodge. He still felt the sharp pain in his side and noticed the obsidian bladed dagger in his side. The runes on the dagger revealed that this was a powerful foci of some sort. As he held the bone handle, he could hear the ancient chant in his head again and the words of Walker. The adept left the talismonger shop blessed once again by Berserker … but at what cost.