《CRIMSON MOON (SHORT CHAPTERS)》Chapter 6: Nightmare of Fate part 4
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Everyone is in shock to see the young man. The young man sighs and slowly removes his hat letting it hang from his neck.
The young man has blue hair, and green eyes with a claw shaped scar on his left eye. The young man with a serious expression says:
"Those legends are a little exaggerated old man. Plus that was my predecessor, my goal is a little different now…"
The young man begins to walk slowly as he asks to himself:
"Now then...where is that beast…"
"Charro Negro please….save my daughter…" The mother says with a pleading tone. El Charro turns and sees her with tears in her eyes.
"You're asking me for help….you know I am an evil being right?"
"I don't care if I make a pact with you, I offer you my soul...just save my daughter."
El Charro sighs with his eyes close and says:
"No, I won't save your daughter…"
He begins to walk away from her, as he says:
"However, I will hunt down that beast…"
He disappears in a blink of an eye in search of the beast.
The young man walks towards the center of town, he stands in the middle of the plaza. He closes his eyes and begins to feel the monster’s presence; "Where are you?"
(BBAADDUUMMPP)
He opens his eyes and makes a sinister smile:
"Found you…"
The young man bends his knees and instantly charges straight to the beast who was about to leave town.
As he heads towards the beast, he takes out a sword inside its scabbard. The young man approaches the beast, he closes his eyes and slowly chants:
"Arte del Mariachi" (Mariachi Art)
Musical notes begin to appear around the beast, the young man sees the notes in the arm.
(SLAAASSHHH)
(RRRRRAAAWWWW)
The young Charro cuts the beast's arm, freeing the little girl. The young man grabs the girl and jumps back.
He whistles and a red portal opens behind him, a black horse with red eyes appears.
"Trueno, please take care of the girl…" The young man puts the girl on top of the horse. The beast charges straight at him, he puts his two hands k. His double edge sword lifts his arms up.
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“BEGONE, AND BE PURIFIED...”
(SSSLLLAAASSHHH)
The young man slashes the beast in half, the beast slowly turns back into its colorful self, he looks at the young man and says; “Thank you...”
The beast disappears, turning into manna particles. The young man puts his sword away.
“HERMANA!!”
The boy and the rest of the people arrive at their location. The young man gives the girl to his mother, the boy looks at the young man and says:
“That was incredible mister, thank you for saving us... I will never forget you...”
The young man puts his hand at the boy’s head and chants; “Memoria Perdida”
The boy loses consciousness and the young man looks at the people; “ It’s better if you forget about me...”
“Thank you, so much, I don’t care if you’re evil, you’re a good person to me...” The mother says with a grateful expression.
The young man doesn’t say a thing; he mounts the horse and slowly begins to walk away, disappearing in the darkness.
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Near the Peninsula of Yucatan, the young man and his horse travel along the beach. The sea reflects the moon, and the waves slowly approach the shore causing a nice breeze. The horse stops, the young man looks in front of him:
“Well, this is a surprise...for you to appear in front of me, viejo...”
“Mind your manners muchacho. Remember that I’m your uncle Juan...” A red portal opens in front of them and a man riding his horse slowly gallops out of the portal.
Juan de la Trinidad is a tall man with an appearance of 40 years of age. He has brown skin, red eyes, a mustache and black hair. He is wearing a traditional Charro Suit, and has his sombrero on top of his head.
“Now then muchacho, it’s been one and half years since you started your journey. During this time, you’ve made a name for yourself among the people who handle the underground...”
“So....I don’t care about that, viejo....”
“That’s the problem idiota, you’ve made a positive popularity, people now admire the Charro Negro, the savior of the people, what the hell are you thinking?”
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“You came all this way just for that?”
“Of course I came for that, El Charro Negro used to be a name that everyone feared, I was known as the son of the devil, the man hunter....but now that you started hunting “Alebrijes”, everything has changed...”
“They are “Sombras” , viejp , and all I am doing is purifying them, don’t make a big fuss about it...”
“I heard you’ve been to Central America, the Carribeanand even South America...”
“That’s right, I’ve been hunting the “Sombras”, it’s a promise I made a long time ago...”
Juan sighs with his eyes closed, and begins to laugh:
“You never change, just like your father...”
“Whatever...” Uriel begins to move forward as he says; “If you don’t have anything else, then I’ll be on my way...”
“Wait, muchacho, I have a mission for you…”
“What kind of mission?”
“I need to go hunt down some “Sombras” for me...”
The young man stops and turns around; “Where exactly?”
Juan smiles and replies; “The Borderland Region...”
The young man changes his expression, he remembers that he once lived there.
“Why now..of all times...why there?”
“Sorry muchacho, but lately, the “Alebrijes” have turned into “sombras”. My contact told me that they began to terrorize the Borderland, if you want to stop them, now is the time for you to go...”
“I see, but what is the catch, I know you have another reason for me to go...”
“Always on The point ehh...well yes, I need to investigate a boy named Alejandro Sanchez...does that ring a bell?”
“No...”
“Well, he has something that everyone wants,I need you to retrieve it, you’ll be going to his school and do some investigating. “
“I see, very well, I’ll go because I want to see the man who killed my father”
“Ahhh, Darius Lucifugus...very well, just try not to get killed,muchacho...”
“I understand...I....” Suddenly, Uriel begins to feel a headache…
"What's wrong muchacho...answer me…"
Juan notices the same and looks at the sky, he begins to smile as he says:
“This feeling, the manna in the air has changed...muchacho, it’s finally time...”
(BADUMP,BADUMP,BADUMP)
At the same time, the Golden key next to Alejando begins to shine.
Alejandro wakes up and sees it; "The key, why is it shining...what's going on….."
The key shines brighter...Alejandro passes away…
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Unknown...
"Is this a dream?"
Alejandro floats in an empty space. There is nothing his eyes can see, only darkness.
“Hello? Is someone there?”
All of a sudden, Alejandro begins to see the Twin Cities underneath him. However, the cities are engulfed in flames and explosions are happening everywhere.
“What’s happening? What is this nightmare?”
“Young man...thou chosen by the golden key...protect it with the cost of thou life...”
Alejandro sees a man standing in front of him. He has Native American cloak, long white hair and a long beard. He looks really old, almost like a mummy.
“Who are you?” Alejandro asks with fear...
“Young man...protect thy key with thou life...when the seven keys are gathered...the gates of the underworld shall open...and thus, the end of the world shall begin...”
Alejandro sees the key in his hand, suddenly he sees visions of people in war...corpses all around him....destruction and death...
Alejandro looks up in the sky and something falls into the cities, a comer that causes the complete destruction of the region.
Everything goes blank, Alejandro with tears in his eyes looks once again up and sees the moon. The moon has a crimson color illuminating the sky...
“When the moon is tainted in crimson...the end of the world shall begin... it is bound by fate...”
On the night of January 17th, seven locations in the American Continent experienced a strange phenomenon...seven golden lights shined to the sky and with it...the fateful reunion approaches…
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