Eternal: Satan's Mark

This is an old story I made a long time ago. It was never complete, but I think I will pick it up again and try to finish it. Welcome to Eternal: Satan's Mark.

[center:3fksyq4u]Prologue[/center:3fksyq4u]

"Tesami!" A voice shouted, trying to be heard over the cracking ice. It was pretty much useless as a warning, since I was already sinking into the Arctic Sea. I could tell people were rushing towards the spot where I've fallen. The blurry images of boots moving looked like scattering black fuzz trying to distract me from my situation.

I guess that's where the ADHD kicks in ... I thought to myself, as my ice-hardened body sank deeper into the isolated depths of the Arctic. At first, I was struggling to resurface, to live and see the sun once again, but a voice spoke in the back of my head saying It's okay to die.

Death ... Life's biggest mystery, and also it's greatest fear

The surface seemed like it was only a distant memory as I watched it fade away slowly. The screaming echoes of my colleagues were only a whisper in my ear now.

I should have stayed an English Teacher, instead of chasing stupid dreams. I wouldn't be in this situation if I was stuck inside a classroom.

"Do you believe in immortality?" The face of the man that convinced me into all of this appeared inside my mind as I revisioned the memory.

"Excuse me?"

"I asked if you believed in immortality."

"... No, of course I don't! Why do you ask such a foolish question?"

"Because, Mr. Voriah, I believe in such a thing. Immortality, a gift from the Gods, as one would say. I've always wanted to discover that sort of Godly power. To just feel the youthfulness flow through my veins."

"I'm sorry, Prof. Emortus, but I don't understand where you're going with all of this ..."

That grin he made was so large, it practically took up his whole face. "I believe that I may have discovered the Fountain of Youth!"

"T-The Fountain ... of Youth?"

"Yes!" The expression on his face reminded me of an eight-year-old child opening presents on Christmas Morning. His eyes fluttered with joy, "I may have discovered the exact whereabouts of this eternal fountain! But ... I can not go at it alone."

"You want me to go with you?"

Exactly

At that word, my mind started to go black, my eyes became heavy, about to close for the last time.

The Fountain of Youth ... why did I go believing in fairy tales?

I felt something like arms wrapping around my body, keeping my soul attached to my heart. The feeling seemed to tighten as I went into my eternal slumber ...

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This is kind of fucking awesome!

How I missed this is beyond my comprehension.

Continue sir.

[center:2uocmxgm]Chapter 1[/center:2uocmxgm]

Body temperature is rising to normal.

“Blood circulation is beginning to return to normal pace.”

“Brain activity is functioning properly.”

I began to open my eyes. Only to be blinded by the bright light hanging above me. Beeping noises are coming from all directions. The noises seem to pound into my head harder and harder with each beep. Voices blend in with the beeping, as if to be going with the rhythm.

I went to bring myself up, but just as soon as I moved my arms, a burning feeling surged throughout my whole body. The pain was so intense, I literally screamed on the top of my lungs. It must have been pretty loud, because everybody in the whole room dropped whatever they were holding.

“He's awake?” One of the workers shouted in astonishment.

Mutters started sprawling throughout the room. I couldn't tell exactly what it was they were saying. I could care less anyway. My body felt as if it was on fire. It reminded me of the times when I was a child. After having a fun game of capture the flag during the winter, I'd come inside and my hands were always numb. Back then, it didn't bother me, because I was having too much fun to notice it at all. This on the other hand, is a different story.

The pain was becoming too overwhelming for me to take. I had to let out another scream, hoping the pain would follow my voice and make it's way out of my body. It's almost as if I haven't moved in ages. Wires and suction cups covered my whole body which, by the way, was completely naked except for my underwear.

“Please, Mr. Voriah, try to remain calm.” One of the workers said to me, while slowly approaching. The man looked like he was in his mid-thirties. He was sharp-looking, maybe even has a wife and kids. I could usually tell those sort of things just by looking at them.

“H-how do you know my name?!” I shouted. All of this was so confusing. I had no idea where I was, and I had no clue how I got here. Something definitely didn't feel right.

“Mr. Voriah, Please stay calm. We are here to help you.” Another one said to me while trying to approach as well. This one was more elderly than the other man approaching. The elderly man shook his hand and the younger man stopped approaching. “Everything will be alright. So if you would be so kind as to lay back down -”

“F*ck that!” I screamed at him. I don't know why I said that, but the pain I was in, plus not knowing what's going on, just forced me to say it.

I seriously needed to get away from here. I needed to know what happened, how I got here, and I needed to know why I was left in my underwear.

I quickly scanned the place. It looked like an experimentation lab. That didn't make me feel any more comfortable then I already was.

The elderly man was still approaching. He grabbed something that looked like a gun with a needle at the barrel of it. “Please, sir, if you would just -”

Okay, I need to get out of here. Now! I thought to myself.

“F*ck you!” I went and grabbed for the closest thing that could be used as a weapon. Which happened to be a metal rod of some sort. I quickly grabbed it and in a matter of seconds, the rod made contact with the elderly man's jaw. I couldn't tell if it was spit or if it was a few teeth that came flying out of his mouth. The man fell to the ground, holding his jaw in agonizing pain. All the others seemed to back away for a minute.

I got off the table, which was harder to do with the burning sensation flowing through my body with each movement. “I don't know what the f*ck you are all doing with me, and I -” I was interrupted by the younger man this time.

“That's why we are here,” He began to slowly approach me again, “We're here to help you. So if you'd just -”

“Shut up!” I swung the rod and it collided with his forehead. He fell, knocking over a tray full of needles and other equipment. The man's forehead was bleeding badly, but I doubted he was dead.

“Somebody call Security!” One lady worker shouted.

“Sound the alarm! We need medical support!” Another lady worker shouted. They all started scattering about the place. The next thing I knew, an annoying, buzzing noise filled the whole lab. It was so loud, my ears started ringing. I had to clench onto one ear with my free hand. Though, it really didn't do much for me.

Men in black uniform came marching into the lab. Each of them were holding a funky looking miniature baseball bat. At least, that's what I think it was. Once they were all in the room, I quickly counted and calculated my odds of getting out of here alive.

“Let's see ... twelve guards ... plus three workers still standing ... and only one me.” I whispered to myself. The numbers weren't in my favour, though it looked as if half of the security guards were crapping themselves just by looking at me. None of the workers seemed eager to jump in and help at any time. So my odds of getting out of here alive, pretty good.

“Sir, please drop the rod, get down on the ground, and put your hands behind your head!”

The man that shouted the order must have been The Chief. His facial expression was calm yet serious at the same time. He has definitely done this before.

“I repeat! Drop the rod! Get down on your knees! And put your hands behind your head!”

I quickly thought my strategy out. I remembered a novel I once read. It was about a man who was accused of murdering a woman he never knew. The police had him surrounded, he didn't know what to do. So he gave himself up. Well, that's what he wanted the police to think. When they got close enough to him, he gave it all he had to get out of there a free man.

But that's just fiction and fairy tales... I thought to myself.

Is it? A voice spoke from the back of my mind. The tone reminded me of Prof. Emortus.

“Okay,” I told The Chief, “I'll back down.” I placed the rod about a foot away from me, went onto my knees, and placed my hands behind my head.

The Chief gave a nod. Two of the scared security guards nervously jumped at the nod, but quickly followed the gesture and went to restrain me.

I hope you're right old man... I thought to myself once again.

What happened next seemed like one giant blur. Almost as if my brain wouldn't accept what was happening. As soon as the two guards were just inches away from me, I swiftly grabbed the rod and spun myself up while swinging the rod. I ended up sweeping them off their feet. Once I was on my own feet again, I began to charge at the rest, without even noticing the agonizing pain I was in. I accidentally stepped on one of the guard's face, snapping his nose due to the angle my foot was positioned.

The Chief was stunned at what I just did. He had just enough time to order his group to attack. “D-don't j-j-just stand there! Restrain him!”

Two of the braver guards charged at me, another guard was pushed ahead by a few of the fear-struck guards. Brave Guard #1 did some sort of battle cry while he held his funky baseball bat in the air. I had no clue what he was trying to do, but I wasn't going to take the risk. I swung the rod upwards, the tip smashed into his chin. It was enough force to knock him into the scared shitless guard. Both of them fell to the ground.

Brave Guard #2 was about to swing his bat, but luckily for me, I lunged my rod into his stomach. Then as I ran past him, I smacked him in the back of the head. I didn't see what happened, but I could tell he landed on top of the two guards I knocked down earlier. It seemed like with each impact I made, blood would gush out of the spot it made contact with.

Now this time, the guards that were fear-struck ran for cover to get out of my way. As for the rest that were still brave, which there were three of, excluding The Chief, they began to charge at me. They raised their bats while screaming at me.

I'm assuming the criminals in this city weren't very courageous if this is how the law goes at them. I was beginning to get annoyed with all of this.

“Get the f*ck out of my way!” I swung the rod around in a spinning top like motion. I made contact with all three of them at the same time. The one on the left landed on top of a worker. The one on the right flipped over a desk.

The one in the center went exactly where I was hoping for. The guard toppled over The Chief. I could hear The Chief cursing as I ran past him. The doorway was an automatic sliding door, so it opened as I ran towards it.

“Stop him!” The Chief shouted as I made it out of the lab.

I quickly looked in both directions once I made it out. Two guards stood about five feet away from me on my left. The right, though, was empty. At the corner of the hallway, there was a ten foot window that brightened the whole entire place.

That'll be my escape route

The two guards noticed me and started to bring out their bats, but I was already making a run for it.

This is so f*cked up! How did I end up in this God forsaken place?! I felt tears run down the side of my cheek. I just want to go home! I want my normal life back!

BANG

I felt a sharp sting in the back of my neck. I began to slow down without wanting to. I tried to force myself to keep running, but my legs began to feel heavy. I fell to my knees, then lied flat on my stomach. My whole body finally caught up to me and the burning feeling came back ten fold. I wanted to scream but I was too weak.

I saw a pair of blood stained shoes walk past my face. I managed to lift my head up to see that elderly man's gory face.

“You should've listened, Tesami Voriah. Things wouldn't have come to this if you'd listen.”

I couldn't tell if he was trying to smile, or if he was trying to bare the pain. Probably both.

“Prof. Juvenis Emortus may have damned this world one hundred and fifty years ago. But you,” He lifted his gun needle thing that he was going to use on me before, “You, Tesami Voriah, are the cure to our eternal plague.”

BANG

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Holy twist ending.

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I slowly opened my eyes, It felt like I haven't slept in decades.

Prof. Juvenis Emortus may have damned this world one hundred and fifty years ago ... "Dr. Smashedjaw's" voice echoed inside my head.

One hundred and fifty years ago? I thought to myself, How is that possible?

I looked around the place to see where I was. It looked like I was in a small quarintine chamber. The floors, walls, and even the ceiling were all covered in metal sheeting. I couldn't even tell if there was a door anywhere.

I tried to move around. My body still had a tingle feeling everytime I moved, but it didn't hurt as much as before. I looked down and noticed that I was actually wearing clothing now. I was wearing dark grey pants, a pair of black socks, and a white muscle shirt with a number sewn right above my heart.

"No. 728467?" I asked myself, not realizing that I said it out loud.

"Ah! So you're awake!" A voice boomed throughout the chamber. My head began to pound harder than before when the voice echoed into the room, "I was beginning to worry that we lost our perfect specimen."

Right as soon as the voice spoke again, I knew who it was.

"A-A specimen?! Is that what I am?!" I shouted. I had no clue whether or not he could hear me within this room, but I felt the need to say something.

"Hmph. I could call you worse things at the moment, but I'm being professional. Now," His voice sounded distant as he continued to speak. He must have turned around, away from the mic, to speak with some workers. I could still hear what he was saying. Even though my head felt like a drum set, "Damnit, Rupert! Is Dante ready?! ... No, I don't care if he's not feeling alright! We're on a tight schedule for Christ's Sake! ... Just don't look him in the eye then! Are you that stupid?!"

I heard some shuffling noises coming from the mic. I was assuming it was the sound of him, rummiging through some papers. Then another voice spoke indirectly into the mic, "Dr. Venenatis, why are we wasting our time with this bastard? He's clearly not the cure we're looking-"

"Do not question people of higher authority, Arthur!" Venenatis shouted, "Or did that injury to the forehead lower your I.Q?"

I then realized who Venenatis was talking to. I can still remember everything that happened before I was put in this chamber. The pain, the scared workers, the bloody beatings I gave the security, all of it.

It was quiet for a moment or so, until Arthur spoke again in an agitated tone, "I'm sorry, Doctor, it won't happen again ... "

"It better not, Arthur," Venenatis replied, "Or I'll make sure you're exiled to Black Quarintine."

Venenatis then cleared his throat, "Now, Mr. Voriah, you're probably wondering why you're here, am I correct?"

"No shit, Sherlock." I muttered back. I began to look down at the floor. There was no paticular reason why, but it was more appealing then looking at a wall.

"Don't interupt me!" Venenatis shouted.

"But didn't you just-?" I stopped myself in time to hear someone in the background.

"-atis, but Dante is being ... unco-operative ..."

"Damnit! Can't you ever get it right?!" Venenatis said to Rupert, "Must I do everything myself? Or will you try to be more convincing, hmm, Rupert?"

"N-No, sir, I-I'll try harder, sir." Rupert said, then echoes of his footsteps managed to whisper into the mic.

Still looking at the floor, I began to wonder who this "Dante" person was. Is he another dumbass doctor?

"I swear, half of all the people here are retarded!" Venenatis continued, "Now, as I was sayin-" He stopped speaking. He started to sound very confused. But not just confused, scared, "H-H-How ... how di ... how did Dante get in there?!"

I snapped out of my momentary train of thought, "What are you talking about? I'm the only one in here-" Before I could finish my sentence, I noticed someone curled up into a ball across the room from me.

He had dark brown hair, which covered up his eyes when his head faced downwards. He was wearing the exact same clothing as I was. I could just barely see the number on his shirt.

No. 172826 ...

"Everything has a meaning to it!" Dante spoke, his words were spoken so fast, I could barely understand what he'd said, "There are no mere coincidences in this world, only truth and chaos!"

"What ... what are you talking about?" I went to get up, but just as soon as I moved, Dante lifted his head.

I froze right there, staring into his eyes. Not just both eyes, but his left eye. A black marking surrounded his eye. It was tear-shaped at the bottom, then it splits into a box like shape around the sides of his eye. At the top corners of the box were two points that curled, making it look like horns. But that's not what caught my attention the most. His iris was blood stain red. Inside the iris, was a flaming image of an upside-down pentagram.

I gazed into his eye, I just couldn't look away. His eye ... it put me within a trance. Then I realized what I was staring into. I was staring into the mark of Satan himself.

Then everything surrounding him began to steam. Everything was melting, fire was erupting from the walls. I got up to back away from the flames. My heart was pounding faster and faster.

"Everything has a meaning, Tesami Voriah!" Dante spoke in a deep and rasp voice. He got up and began to slowly walk towards me. He lifted his arm and shaped his hand into a way that looked like he was going to strangle, "Dante Starkamah ... Cursed of Hel ... Tesami Voriah ... it all has meaning!"

He was inches away from my throat. I tried to back away but my feet felt as if they were stuck to the ground.

I let out a scream before the chamber was engulfed in complete darkness ....

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WOAH

Damn awesomeness!

I've said it before and I'll say it again...amazing work

Well this is about as far as I got with it. I had about two or three more chapters but they ended up getting covered in water and were destroyed. ;-; That's what unmotivated me to continue this story, but maybe, JUST MAYBE, I will continue it again.