Free Web NovelChapter 2: Chapter 2: Summon [Death]
Night stopped and looked down the dark flashing hallway before turning back to his only friends because he couldn’t leave them behind. He walked back and gently placed his small hands on their cold metal chassis.
"It’s okay," Night whispered.
He called upon the Nightmare Domain but this time it wasn’t a tiny wisp. A massive terrifying wave of abyssal energy poured out of his small palms and completely enveloped the two machines to rewrite them on a fundamental conceptual level as metal twisted and wires fused to transcend their previous states.
The black fog dissipated a minute later to reveal that the robots were no longer clunky cleaning machines. They stood taller with their armor plating shifted into sleek terrifying angles and their optical visors changed entirely. One glowed with brilliant crackling blue sparks while the other radiated a piercing abyssal black light.
Night gasped as he felt a profound unbreakable connection tethering his soul to theirs since they weren’t just machines anymore. He beamed with his innocent smile returning as he looked up at the two eldritch mechanical horrors.
He pointed to the one crackling with blue electricity. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
"Let’s call you Eve." He turned to the one radiating dark heavy energy. "And let’s call you Lilith."
Their optical visors flared intensely in response.
"Let’s try this again," Night said cheerfully. "Please, follow me!"
Night ran through the flashing hallways following the mental map the strange voice had shared with him yesterday while the two towering mechs trailed silently behind him. He soon reached a heavy security door and looked behind him where his friends saw that he wanted to enter.
Eve instantly spun around to raise her arms and guard his back while Lilith stepped forward with her right arm glowing in a dense black light. She slammed her fist into the reinforced steel door without a second of hesitation.
BANG.
A massive dent shaped like a fist appeared in the metal.
BANG. BANG. BANG. Lilith relentlessly hammered the door until the steel finally accepted defeat after twenty earth-shattering slams and groaned loudly as it ripped off its hinges to crash backward into the room.
Night gawked at the crumpled metal completely baffled by her aggressiveness since cleaning robots were supposed to be gentle.
Lilith acted proactively and marched into the dark room to check if it was safe while Night and Eve hurried in behind her.
"We need to find her remains," Night whispered into the gloom.
Both mechs understood instantly and moved as if they had planned this beforehand. Lilith scooped up a discarded guard’s pulse rifle to stand guard at the broken doorway while Eve’s blue sparks spread out from her chassis to sweep the room like a digital scanner. She locked onto a seamless section of the wall and dashed forward to press her sparking palms against the metal.
The wall slid open like a morgue refrigerator with a hiss of depressurization to reveal a pristine human skeleton resting on a cold steel slab inside.
Night was surprised by their efficiency but quickly smiled at the thought that his friends were obviously smart.
He stepped close to the slab as Lilith moved in right behind him and loomed over his shoulder to ensure the body was safe. Night looked down at the bleached bones as his small face filled with determination.
"I am sorry I couldn’t help you before," he whispered softly. "But right now, I need your help."
His right hand began to glow with the dark fog of the Nightmare Domain as he reached out and gently touched the skull. Energy flooded out of him and poured into the bones with an instinctive knowledge that this would work because she was a special lab experiment just like him.
The transfer was soon over and the bones began to rattle in a bizarre unnatural fashion. The skeleton snapped together so fast that it was standing upright right in front of Night in the blink of an eye.
Night didn’t flinch but simply smiled as he felt that same profound warm connection linking his soul to the skeleton. This wasn’t just a monster since it was Project Death.
"Let’s call you Death," Night said warmly. "And this time, you will be the one turning the evil villains into skeletons. Okay?"
Two flickering blue flames ignited within the skull’s empty eye sockets before Death slowly and solemnly nodded.
× - × - ×
A heavily armed soldier two floors above moved to stop the demon covered in black fog while trying to keep his distance after realizing that anything the fog touched simply vanished from existence.
The Ghost moved like a natural disaster as his corrosive black fog consumed everyone in his path while he carved his way toward the lower containment levels.
He ruthlessly slaughtered everyone starting from the outer perimeter with the simple goal of eliminating all witnesses.
He knew who owned this facility and didn’t want any evidence pointing back to him so he had already triggered a high-grade EMP to block all distress signals and ensure the slaughter would look like an apocalyptic accident.
The Ghost suddenly felt a sharp disturbance in the ambient mana as he neared the primary research wing and rushed into the main lab only to see the last of the head researchers vanishing into a glowing spatial portal.
The Ghost snarled upon realizing he was exposed. He abandoned his stealth in a fury and sprinted violently toward his primary target.
× - × - ×
Night turned to leave the morgue along with Death, Eve and Lilith because he needed to escape the facility right now and doubted he would be making any more friends down here.
He suddenly froze as Death, Eve and Lilith instantly stepped in front of him to form a protective wall of steel and bone. A middle-aged man with cracked and violently pulsing skin stood in the ruined doorway.
The Ghost looked curiously at the three terrifying summons before turning his gaze to the tiny white-haired boy hiding behind them.
"Interesting" The Ghost rasped.
He stepped forward and crossed the room in an impossible blur of speed before Night could even blink.
The Ghost bypassed the summons entirely as his cracked jagged hand clamped violently around Night’s fragile neck to lift the seven-year old off the ground.
