Winds Of The Apocalypse (5 page)

"Of course I do!" Din jumped to his feet, glaring at the table. “We are going to find out exactly how old the hag is even if it’s going to kill us!” he raised his finger in the air dramatically. “Now who is coming with me?!"

"No one."
Morgan groaned, discreetly attempting to get back to his pizza but he was rudely pulled away from it by Din.

"I seem to have my volunteer!” Din smirked cheerfully, winking at his friends who laughed with him.

"Oh for fuck sake! I had enough trouble for one day! And I rather enjoy living!” Morgan tried to smack Din away but it was a lost battle.

Din looked at him astonished. “You actually telling me that you don’t want any troubl
e?” he asked and Morgan nodded.

”Yes, I mean no! I don’t want any more
trouble, thank you very much.”

Din narrowed his eyes, poking Morgan in the shoulder. "Who are you, you foul demon and what
have you done with my Morgan?!"

“
Agh! Leave me alone!” Morgan tried to get away from him but Din had already caught him.

“Help!”
Morgan pleaded while their friends laughed at his pretend struggle and Din was already up on his feet while he kept dragging Morgan behind him.

"
Ahh! Casey! Help me! Please!" Casey shook her head, smiling. "Sorry, big brother, but if you won’t go with him he will drag me along so you're on your own in this one."

Morgan let out a sigh; there was no way
he was getting out of this one.

“
Agh, fine.” He gave up. "Who am I really kidding here?! This is going to be awesome! I live for this shit! We’ll see you guys later!” He smiled at his sister, finally letting go of her half eaten lunch.

Casey shook her head and leaned forward to retrieve her pizza.

"Don’t get yourself killed!" She said, joking, she would soon regret those words.

Chapter two: Down we go

“So what’s the plan?” Morgan asked Din as they both crept down the stairs of the old building.

Morgan never gave much thought to the place where he and his friends were forced to spend their summer 'vacation'. He knew from a brief review they were given when they first arrived that the house, well, actually, the mansion, was build long ago by a very wealthy family. It stood proud for over two hundred years until the last descendant died, leaving the rights to the structure in the hands of the government, clarifying that it to be used for the benefit of kid's needs.

“First, we are going to the basement.” Din replied, looking down and around the corner of the wooden ledge to make sure that no one was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Morgan blinked and looked at Din.

“Might I ask: Why are we going there? Or am I better not to know that?”

Din frowned. “Well...”

“Will it incriminate me in a police investig
ation?” Morgan interrupted him.

“Most defiantly.”
Din smiled.

“Well, g
o on then.” Morgan smiled back.

“Well, then If you must know, you nosy thing I need to renew my stash.”

“Say what?!”

Morgan squalled and nearly fell over, holding
himself up by the wooden railing.

Din looked at him, puzzled.

“You don’t actually think that I can keep it all in the dorm. Don’t you? With all the damn surprise inspection the hag is doing. It’s too dangerous; I don’t really want to get expelled.” Morgan shook his head.

“God, Din, I can’t believe that you would actually bring this stuff down here, I mean, it’s enough we do it all year round, you really want us
all high in the summer school?”

Din rolled his eyes. “God, don’t be such a pussy Morgan, it’s no big deal, and
it’s just harmless fun.”

“I’m not a pussy.” Morgan frowned. “I just don’t think that the reason for our imprisonment should be here with us.” Din ignored him and Morgan groaned. “Don’t you think we should cut this crap completely and finally grow up?”

He asked in an overly mature tone of voice that sounded nothing like him.

Din stopped in shock, almost making Morgan walk into him and tumble them both down the stairs.

Din turned around to face him ,Din’s face all screwed up in tension and Morgan couldn't hold in his laughter any longer then about five seconds more.

“NAAHH!"

They both grinned in unison, already mentally high on the weed.

They finished descending the stairs and exited the lobby down in to the side hall where the newly installed elevators were. The building had gone through massive reconstruction in its two hundred years of existence and the elevators were the last in a series of renovations the school board had begun j
ust in the spring of that year.

The elevator beeped annoyingly as it took them down to the basement, past the
kitchen and the staff’s dorms.

The boys got out and walked the remaining three feet to the massive metal door at the end of a dark hallway.
 

“It’s locked.” Morgan pointed out, jiggling the handle.
 

“Not for me.” Din smiled and turned to the wall beside them, quickly climbing up on a nearby ladder leading to the ventilation shafts above.
 

“What are you doing?” Morgan asked, looking at his friend who pushed his hand into the shaft, scrambling inside for a hidden item.
 

“Getting…
Mmmm….The keys!”

Din pulled the keys out with triumph, hol
ding them up for Morgan to see.

“How…?” Morgan gaped at him.
 

“Stole them from the janitor a couple of days back, knew that they would come in handy real soon.” Din smiled, swirling the keys on his finger at Morgan’s surprised face.

Din smiled and jumped down ,skipping to the metal door and opening it with ease, letting Morgan go in first, to see for the very first time the inside of the schools underground tunnels.

Morgan breathed in and took a step forward, glancing over the old walls in front of him.

This section of the school was never renewed like the others were. The construction had begun after a horrific fire had nearly consumed the entire building some five years before. No one knew who started the fire, the culprit was never found but the flames didn't get that far down and the base structure remained unscratched as it was, as if it was protected from outside forces by some shield, some kind of magic.

Although it was never proven rumors of a hidden graveyard under the school still deprived sleep from the younger student’s eyes, they said that the last surviving member of the original family had died down here in a freak accident, exploring the tunnels his ancestors build to escape some legendary beast and that in his will he declared that he would like to be buried on these grounds to purify this land.

Din smiled as he passed Morgan, leaving his friend to observe the ancient structure as he walked across the dusty floor, leading him to the left side of the hall, where the bricks were stashed unevenly in to create a pattern.

Din took a swing with his leg and kicked the wall, making some crumbling noise as he pulled the stained breaks out, revealing his hidden stash, buried in a tiny caving at the bottom.

“Impressive.” Morgan smiled as Din pulled a little baggy out of the stash. “Where did you get all that?” He asked, getting closer to his friend and leaning down beside him to observe the little packets in the wall. 

“Most of it is Colin’s.” Din shrugged, carefully pulling the ties ope
n to reveal the darkened plant.

"And does Colin know that you were planning to go thro
ugh his stash?" Morgan laughed.

"
Mmm…No." Din smiled.

He grinned satisfied and then closed the ties back, leaning again into the wall to retrieve a little plastic bag with little white papers, then, after he had safely hidden both in his back pocket, Din leaned down once again to put the crumbling bricks back to their place.

“What now?” Morgan asked, following his friend to the metal doorway.

”Want to have some now?” Din asked Morgan as he turned around to see his friend staring at the bulge in his pocket.

Morgan grinned like a well satisfied chaser cat.

“Weren’t we supposed to do something?” He asked as a matter of fact. ”Some secret mission you dragged us on… your plan, the search for the truth... does any of that rings a bell?”

Din grinned, nodding. “Don’t worry, it can wait, besides, we need to wait for the old hag to leave her office and that won’t happen until at least five pm.” He looked at his wrist watch. “We still have like two hours to kill.”

Din said, pulling the baggy back out of his pants and handing it over to Morgan.
 

“Got a lighter?” He smiled as Morgan opened the bag.

*MIDNIGHT*

“
Agghhh…my head…” Morgan growled, barely getting his heads up from the wall he was leaning on and weakly raising his hand to his face, looking at the watch on his hand.

”Oh god…” His eyes widened.
 

“Oh shit!”
He jumped up, now totally awake. ”Din!” He turned around to look at his sleeping friend. ”Din! Fuck! Wake up! It’s midnight! We fell asleep!”

Of course there was no answer, when Din slept a bomb could fall and he wouldn't notice that.
 

“Din!” Morgan furiously nudged his still sleeping friend. ”Din!”

“Five more minutes mommy…” Din mumbled, refusing to wake up and trying to turn away from the disturbance that was Morgan. 

“
Aaggh!” Morgan screamed in fury. “For fuck sake! I’m not your mother! Get your lazy ass up!”

He kicked him in anger and Din jumped away, yelling in pain.
 

“I’m up, I’m up…you don’t have to kill me!” He looked down at the empty baggies that lay on the floor beside him. ”That was some good stuff…wasn't it?” Din smiled, still unaw
are of the catastrophe at hand.

“Yeah, great.”
Morgan answered, agitated. Din blinked at his annoyed voice and looked up at Morgan.

“What time is it?” He ask
ed carefully and Morgan huffed.

“Past 'lights out'.”
Morgan answered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“What?!”
It finally downed on Din what trouble they were in and he too hurried to get up to his feet. 

“We should sneak back to our dorm room before someone sees us.” Morgan growled, getting to the doorway and looking back at his friend.
 

“No, Mor
gan, wait.” Din shook his head.

”What?”

“We had a plan, Tepes, remember?”

“I think it’s a little
late for that.” Morgan frowned.

”No.”
Din smirked. “With everyone asleep we don’t need to worry about anyone getting in our way, it’s practically perfect.”

Morgan growled. “Is there any way for me to ge
t you off of this stupid plan?”

Din shook
his head. “No, not a chance.”

Morgan nodded, “Fine, but know that I’m only coming with you so you won’t get caught.” Din smirked. ”Yeah, yeah, you love it as much a
s I do, don’t lie to yourself.”

Morgan
grinned. “What’s the plan Din?”

“Follow me.”

The boys left the dark room, locking the door behind them.

“I better leave these here; don’t want to get caught with them.” Din said as he put the janitor’s keys b
ack into the ventilation shaft.

Morgan frowned. “Then how are we going to get the information we wanted?”

“Well,” Din smiled. “I am going to use my lock picking skills to get us into the hag’s office so we can find out once and for all that she is really an evil inhuman creature who’s a thousand years old and its whole purpose in life is to bring the apocalypse upon us.”

Morgan stared at him blankly for a moment and then begun laughing hysterically.

“God, you had watched way too many movies, and where did you even acquire your lock picking skills?”

Din presented his hands. “These are the tools of a master.”

“Good master; you’re a man of many talents, Din, considering you are only a stupid kid.”

Din grinned. “I know, aren't I a great catch? And age has nothing to do with
it, it’s all in the brain my friend.”

”Oh yeah.”
Morgan murmured in audibly. “Like you actually have one.”

 
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The halls were dark and deserted, only a couple of night lights and their own footsteps to accompany them as they walked. The elevator took them back to the deserted hallway and then they walked into the lobby, unaware o
f what the shadows had to hide.