The Golden Key Club…. The fourth prominent member now stood outside this exclusive establishment and after the accompanying Carrington took his cloak cane and hat, Professor Frobisher proceeded to go meet up with his fellow history makers in what would undoubtedly be a momentous occasion .. On partaking of the time honoured and customary greeting, all four prominent members of the Golden Key Club headed off toward a secluded area of this prestigious gentlemen’s club.. Indeed, of what these four were about to attempt no one else could know and absolutely would not be tolerated by shall we say, other more religiously inclined members… Though Carrington wasn’t supposed to have been there at all, Frobisher somehow managed to convince the other three that he felt Carrington may be of some use attending to their needs if they should want anything, not to mention the fact he would be an independent witness to what was about to happen!! All four prominent members, along with the ever present Carrington entered into a large and what appeared to be blacked out room.. Heavy dark drapes were in place and not letting the slightest sliver of light anywhere into the room. Placed what appeared to be in a sort of pentangular fashion, where twelve five ft high candle sticks.. Burning brightly atop of these sticks were 12 equally large black coloured candles.. Alexander McDonald took the lead, indeed, Frobisher, Le Qui and Kaltz were totally beholden to McDonald in this bizarre venture. For it were he that was well practised in the black arts, in fact McDonald had been published several times on this somewhat controversial subject.. You are probably wondering at this stage why these men would “want” to summon something so devastatingly terrifying, something older than time itself? Well, each of these men had their own particular reasons. In Le Qui’s instance it was to try and see if death itself were able to allow one to speak or form some kind of contact with someone who had been previously taken… During the French Revolution Le Qui had lost many members of his family, including both his parents to Madam guillotine. Only three remaining family members were fortunate enough to smuggle the what was then, a tiny newborn Dominic over the channel to England and relative safety. Kaltz’s reason for being here was for one reason and one reason only….Power!!!! Kaltz was I suppose your stereotypical Prussian, power hungry, ruthless, as well as cunning, not to mention filthy rich. Indeed, it wasn’t by chance that sixty per cent of the German Empire consisted of Prussian origin and just like Kaltz, most Prussians believed it in their destiny to rule. And if there was a chance that Kaltz could convince the “ultimate power” that was death itself, to join forces with Germany, then surely “nothing could stop them after that….Nothing!!! Alexander McDonald? Well Alexander had everything most people would ever want in life, materially that is. He was already filthy stinking rich and owned lands and property’s in 20 countries spanning five continents. No, it was simply curiosity that was now the only obstacle facing Alexander McDonald of the clan McDonald. But aided by his growing fascination with all things pertaining to the occult and in particular death itself, McDonald wanted to really see for himself if it were actually possible to raise, what had to be considered the most malevolent force ever known..... Frobisher, well Frobisher had been fixated since the death of his wife Margaret and once knowing that McDonald had the possible means to summon the unthinkable, his mind were made up right there and then and he would assist in any way he could…. Alexander motioned everyone to remain silent and then spoke softly and with an air of solemn gravitas. “If at this point any of you gentlemen have a change of heart then I suggest you leave now, is that understood?” After the realisation that this was now it, Frobisher did endure a flutter of hesitation, but then decided nothing would probably happen anyway… Even though he fully supported this endeavour, he still bore a certain amount of scepticism. Le Qui and Kaltz however didn’t show any hesitation whatsoever and promptly nodded toward McDonald in a lets get on with it fashion. Walting for barely a second, Frobisher too then nodded in the affirmative to let these strange proceedings commence. Carrington? Well Carrington stayed well into the background and watched with it has to be said a mixture of fear and cynicism. He just wasn’t sure if what this person calling himself McDonald were able to summon anything at all let alone the Grim Reaper.. However, just before McDonald spoke again, Carrington couldn’t help but feel for a small silver crucifix his Grandmother had once given to him when he were a small child growing up in the slums of East London. Carrington wasn’t sure why he did this, but he did nonetheless. McDonald headed over toward the twelve black burning candles and explained what was about to happen. “Note the twelve candles gentlemen and the way they‘re set out,” said McDonald, he carried on. “This denotes the twelve wings of the angel of the abyss, the only thing on this planet that was given the power of life and death by the Lord God almighty himself.. McDonald then produced a strange looking piece of tapestry from the tartan uniform he were wearing and proceeded to recite a short incantation…. “ You the Angel of Abbadon, the destroyer of the light and the bringer of dark we four men made of flesh, McDonald, Le Qui, Kalz and Frobisher, summon thee. You the power of dark power of light we summon thee the great reaper to win the life fight, we summon thee…” Exactly the moment Alexander McDonald had finished those last words all twelve candles blew out!! “What in the blazes,” cried Frobisher.“ Shush, snapped McDonald, “wait.” Suddenly the temperature in the room dropped alarmingly and now there were real fear and uncertainty etched on all four men’s faces. Carrington? Well Carrington was furiously twirling the silver crucifix so much now it’s a wonder it didn’t combust due to the friction from his fingers. All four men were now rigid as the temperature in that room dropped to what must have been minus 0 Celsius at the very least. Then it happened!!! There was a huge bang followed by a hideous moaning sound that surely could have only emanated from the bowels of hell itself…. All five men in that room instinctively crouched to the floor, covering their heads in protective fashion as they did so.. Then… Then the twelve candles re burst into life and the temperature inside the room began to rise rapidly..indeed, within a few moments it was back to how it should have been on a normal Summers morning in London Town. ***** ULTIMATE POWER
Posted on: Mon, 10 Mar 2014 09:08:52 +0000
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