Jack is Back
Jack is Back Version 1.1
Jack is Back..Version 2.1
Jack clawed his way through the densely packed earth. It was a mind numbing process, to be sure, but it was his only way out of the prison he had been
locked up in for far, far too long. Saliva mixed with tiny grains of dirt covered his mouth. He had wiped at it several times, but all that seemed to
do was spread it all around his face. He didn't care, it wasn't like he hadn't
been wallowing in his own filth for an eternity...now was it?
Jack thought about that for a moment, the irony of him wiping away dirt from his lips when he was pretty much the epitome of filth and started to
laugh. It came from the gut, slowly building as his enjoyment did, until he was laughing so hard that the dirt he was digging at poured into his
mouth. Which made the situation even more funny to him. He swallowed hard, letting the soil slide down his throat and into his stomach. I won't be
eating dirt for much longer
he thought as he continued to scrape at the walls of his tunnel.
It had almost been a year since The Key Master had sacrificed himself to keep Jack locked up. The man who foolishly still believed in the goodness of
men. The one who had tricked Jack into killing him so humans would have another year of peace in order to get things right. Jack spit towards the
ground at the thought of it. "Stupid Key Master! All you did was delay the inevitable!"
Jack cried out as he smashed his fist against the wall
of the tunnel in anguish. He felt the rage rush back into his body as he remembered.
After his initial response, Jack continued upon his rampage of hate. He had desecrated the man's body. Pulled him apart from limb to limb, poking out
his eyes, and smashing his skull into a soft, sinewy slush. He had been made a fool of! By a lowly, good for nothing Key Master. A man who had meant
so little to his counterparts that he was chosen to do the most lowly of tasks.
And yet, he still did his job....sacrificing himself for the betterment of man. "He was a Fool!"
Jack screamed. Spittle and dirt
spewing from his mouth as he did so. And the only thing he got out of it was a painful and agonizing death. One that was quite satisfying for Jack to
dish out as well.
After all that, Jack finally realized that the key to his chains had been sitting right there, all this time, right next to where The Key Master had
fallen. He took his hand and carefully picked through the remnants of the body, shoving flesh and body parts to and fro and sloshing the blood from
side to side, until he found it. Finally free of his chains, he tried the key on the door to no avail. He tried everything he could think of after
that, and the door still remained closed.
He screamed his dissatisfaction to the walls as he slumped down next to The Key Masters body. Grabbing a piece of cartilage and stretching it between
his two hands like a rubber band as he thought. He jumped back up a few minutes later and began to pace the room. It took him a few days, but he found
a weak spot in one of the walls, and from the moment he ripped the stone away, he had been digging. That was a full six months ago. And he was very,
very close to the surface now.
It was a full eight months before Jack sprung out of the hole he had dug to the surface. It was dark out and the moon was full. Looking at the
position of the stars, he knew that it was Fall. Possibly close to his favorite holiday, Hallows Eve. He had broke out in a desolated part of the
Earth, surrounded by trees and he saw no signs of human activity.
He turned around to view where he had been imprisoned at. It had been inside a mountain. Very, very deep within and below it. He smiled as he thought
about his clever escape. Now, he would finally get to do what he was made for. Now...he would become legend.
To be Continued...um..soon?
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