Indy woke up in a dimly lit room. He sat in a plain chair facing a simple table. On the other side of the table was another chair, with this man sittin in it http://towleroad.typepad.com/photos/unc … ledore.jpg The man in green armor who knocked him out stood behind him with his arms folded over his gun.
Indy shook his head. He looked at himself. They didn't tie him down. Indy made a move to get up.
"I suggest you remain seated, Dr. Jones. The knock out dart's effects may have not worn off yet. Besides, you'll want to be sitting down for what I'm about to tell you." The wizard looking man said to Indy. Indy remained seated.
"How do you know my name?" Asked Indy, thinking this old man was much more than what he appeared to be.
"Your wallet." The old man said and chucked Indy's wallet over the table with a smile. Indy took it and put it away.
"There is no need for alarm. You were attacked by Boba Fett here because you chose not to come quietly." The old man said
"Yeah...well make sure bucket head there doesn't pull another fast one or he's gonna get a bullet in his mouth." Indy said motioning towards Boba Fett. The man didn't move an muscle. His black visor remained frozen in place looking at Indy, still wondering about why his resemblance to a certain special someone was so exact. Down to the damn scar on his chin...
"My name is Albus Dumbledore, and I am a wizard. As you no doubt already know due to the Countess, you are in a 'tournament' in this land of Geridarr. However, it is not a tournament at all. It is a simply a means to distract the beings who come here from the truth. The Emperor, Raistlin Majere, is a mage of unspeakable and immense power. He created the tournament as a means of bringing beings here from every realm and dimension, so he could steal their souls. He is able to do this because he some how came into possession of a Phylactery of strange power. It is not like a normal phylactery, which would normally harness the soul of only ONE individual being. Instead, this phylactery absorbs the souls of beings who are killed while a Soul Crystal is in place in their spine. The Phylactery then transfers the power to the Emperor himself, making him even more powerful and immortal."
"So this guy is just letting everyone kill each other and absorbing their souls to become more powerful?" Indy asked, shifting uneasily in his chair.
"There is no way to take out a Soul Crystal once you have one?"
"Only the Emperor himself can do that. And as you can assume, he wont."
"So naturally, the promise of going home if you get through each temple is a lie..."
"Of course. This man only desires more power, more control. Nothing else."
"They always do... So why do you need me?"
"Because we need you to destroy the Phylactery, which is in a chamber in Castle Geridarr that can only be accessed by beings without Soul Crystals. And you, Dr. Jones, do not have a Soul Crystal in your spine. How did you manage to do that?"
Indy reaches into his satchel and takes out the shining swastika medallion. He tosses it onto the table. Both Dumbledore and Fett look at the medallion in shock.
"How...?" Dumbledore asks in wonder
"I found this back home. Had to go through those fun loving Nazis to get it..." Indy said rubbing the back of his neck to make sure there wasnt a Soul Crystal there.
"Nazis? So there is a connection with them and the swastika symbols being used here in Geridarr. So you got this from them? What year is it back in your world?"
"1939. Are you from Earth? You know about the Nazis?"
"Well, yes I am from Earth. Possibly a different realm however. A parallel universe in which things are very different. Do you know what this medallion is?"
"I heard the Draconian's call it a Champion's Medallion. Then they started calling ME a champion. Got me off the hook."
"Yes, these medallions are awarded to the beings who get through all the Temples and go to the Emperor. Only the ones that choose to govern a temple or a realm the Emperor controls get a medallion as well as the removal of their Soul Crystal. Those who ask to go home or rebel are killed by him."
"Right...so im guessing that you want me to go through all the temples, get the keys, go into the castle, destroy the Emperor, kill him when he's weak, and save the day?"
"Well...........yes. However, you will not be alone. The Vindicators will assist you. We are a group of beings who desire to end the Emperor's plot and free the people stuck in Geridarr. You would surely not be able to defeat the Guardians, much less the Emperor, on your own. You need help."
"Right...so bucket head here is gonna help?"
"No...he's too expensive. But he helps us here and there at times. He too desires to go back home." Dumbledore reaches to his belt and takes off a sack of silver that he hands to Fett for bringing Indy to him. Fett takes it, and nods slightly to Dumbledore. He walks out, looking at Indy one last time before heading down the stairs. As he goes down, a lizard man with dark grey and tan scales comes up, looking at Fett as he walks by. Fett pays him no attention and leaves.
"This is Flame. He is a most powerful being and one of the Vidicators. He will assist you in recruiting help for your mission downstairs." Dumbledore says to Indy motioning towards Flame. Flame stands behind him and nods to Indy.
"You mean I have to recruit from the scum down there?" Indy says to Dumbledore, jerking his thumb towards the stairs and the sounds of drunken fools.
"Unfortunately, Rutger, the bartender you met downstairs, is the only person allowing the Vindicators asylum. He will not report you for recruiting a party to help you take down the Emperor. However, others there may. So you must be discreet."
"Right...so how did you find out so much about the Phylactery and the Emperor?" Indy asked
"A former Vindicator, Superman, was able to go through the temples and gain access to the castle. He did some reconassance while there for us. Unfortunately, he was unable to reach the phylactery due to his Soul Crystal, or to escape because the Emperor defeated him. His is now one with the phylactery." Dumbledore says with an expression of sadness coming over his face.
"He killed Superman???" Indy asked, wide eyed. He couldn't believe a real Superman was here, AND was defeated by the Emperor.
"We're done for..." Indy says shaking his head.
"Have faith Dr.Jones," Dumbledore says standing "Now we have you. Now the Vindicators have hope. After recruiting a party, Flame will take you to the first temple, the Spirit Temple. Afterwards you will go to the next safe zone, Thorbardin, where you will meet more of the Vindicators. Now, I have other matters to attend to. Good luck, Indiana Jones." Dumbledore smiles and with a loud 'pop' he was gone.
Indy looked as he was about to ask a question yet remained open mouthed. He looked at Flame in wonder.
"He does that alot." Flame replied.
Indy and Flame now sat in a booth. Flame had his own drink and Indy now had another mug of that fantastic ale he had before.
Indy had been suggesting powerful looking beings for the party while Flame told him whether or not they would work. He had been in Geridarr for some time and knew who was who. So Indy and Flame waiting for new 'contestants' to stumble in who would make good candidates. If they were new here, there was less of a chance that they were corrupted by the Emperor's plot and the lust for power.
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