|The Hunt for the Philosophers Stone
Author: princessofthescoundrels PM
Indy is back and this time he is on the adventure of a lifetime when he gets a lead to the infamous Philosophers Stone. With Mutt and a new girl this is an adventure you don't want to miss. Rated T for blood and violence...REPLACED CHAPTERS.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Suspense - Chapters: 5 - Words: 6,034 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 05-18-10 - Published: 10-02-09 - id: 5416403
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They awoke in the morning close to three o'clock because Crystal claimed that they had to get a good head start though their flight wasn't until six because she said that the Protectors will probably have spies in the airport before them. Even though they would be taking a helicopter it never fails to be safe; especially when it comes to the Protectors.
After many years of experience, Indiana had taken a habit to packing his adventure clothes with him at all times, because he knew that it's very uncomfortable wearing a tuxedo during a fight to the death. Mutt had yet to learn this lesson yet and he looked like a fool asking for clothes from Crystal. It seemed to Indy that Dr. Frost's friend had everything in that appartment, from a size two women's dress to a size twenty men's boxer shorts.
"Dr. Frost," Indy began but Crystal smiled.
"My name is Crystal. I can't stand being called Dr. Frost, it makes me sound old," she let out a little laugh.
"Fine- Crystal. What exactly does your friend do? I mean… everything you could ever need in a pit stop is here!" Indy asked, a little suspicious just as Mutt came out of the grimy bathroom wearing something very close to a prep outfit, which he didn't look too excited about.
"Well… my friend hasn't exactly been here a while." This was awarded with a sarcastic eye roll from Mutt. Indy gave him a stern look and he raised his arms in surrender. He strode over to the couch that I had slept on the previous night and sat down, crossing his arms which caused him to look very childish instead of cool.
"I haven't seen him in eight years. He was a close friend of my fathers and has been missing for quite some time. I was hoping that somehow his disappearance was linked to the stone; my father and himself were nuts about finding it. This was something I never knew until after I found out about the stone. I was just aimlessly wandering around this place and found a series of interesting diaries filled with tons of junk about the stone that included both my father's handwriting and my friends'."
"I have a very strong feeling that you're not going to let us see those diaries," Indy joked cynically, remembering his own discomfort in intrusting his father's diary to Elsa who was also a doctor. He frowned, remembering their brief exchange and feeling rather embarrassed of his younger self's actions. Unfortunately, the situation reminded him very much of the new relationship of my son and this new woman. He just hoped that the circumstances wouldn't end up being so ironic.
Crystal laughed, and Mutt almost swooned. "Yes, your feelings are very much correct in this matter. Forgive me but I am sure you would have done the same. We have only met yesterday so pardon my lack of trust. It's so hard in this line of work."
"Quite understandable. I agree completely and I hope that as we go along with this exchange that we are able to trust one another. I've been mislead often times myself," he explained, although disappointed about the diaries.
"Dad, most of those 'misleading times' were probably because of women." Mutt pointed out and Crystal smiled at him. Mutt, looking mighty proud of himself, continued. "Face it; from what I've heard from mom and Oxley, you were quite the ladies man."
Exasperated as his father was, he winked at him still. "Still am, son. Don't you forget it."
"Well Dr. Jones, I am so far enjoying your company. As much as I would like to hear many of your adventures, I'm afraid we must be going." Crystal crossed the room to grab a bag which most likely contained the diaries and a change of clothes.
"Well, it's going to be a long helicopter ride. Maybe I'll be willing to share a few." Indy chuckled a little and followed the doctor out the door.
'I should have known that everything would fall to pieces. I should really have guessed it with all I've been through that this wouldn't go smoothly. It was just too easy,' Indy thought negatively to himself.
It's not that Crystal betrayed them or anything; according to Indy's figuring she would have to be just plain stupid to that this early in their professional relationship to betray them. They reached the helicopter all right but, as always, there was company waiting for them.
They must have been part of the Protectors because they had a strange symbol on the side on their trench coats, the same spot where the Nazis put their symbol. Mutt clearly thought the symbol was of no concern because he, like many others, would say it was just a hat, but unfortunately the elder Jones did know better and it was the clear symbol of Greek god Hades' Helm of Darkness.
"What's that, Dr. Jones?" Crystal asked, her brow furrowing.
"It's the Helm of Darkness, which pretty much speaks for itself. Zeus had his lightning bolts and Poseidon had his trident, but Hades' special weapon was the Helm. It had the remarkable power to turn oneself invisible. This was especially helpful when in battle for enemies would randomly drop dead. I suppose Hades was also a great warrior because all the deceased soldiers would be added to his private army," he whispered to her and she paled.
"Nous savons ce que vous êtes à la recherche de," began the first goon. It is translated to 'We know what you're looking for' in French. "mais nous n'allons pas vous le laisser."
"Oh yeah?" Indy challenged. Only Crystal and Indy knew a word the creep was saying because her eyes raged a similar declaration. "We know more than you ever knew. We are going to get what we came for."
"Très courageux d'entre vous le Dr Jones, mais nous avons des contacts partout dans le monde. Vous n'avez pas de nous échapper." 'Very brave of you Dr Jones but we have contacts all over the world. You have no escape from us.' The four of them stepped out to greet them in combat. From out of their out-of-place long coats they pulled out a gun each, which made them smile.
Indy smiled in return and reached down to retrieve his own weapon. Taking suit, Mutt and Crystal comrades pulled their own devices out. "This is going to get nasty," he muttered to Mutt.
"Donc, c'est la façon dont il va être. Vous ne savez plus nombreux que nous vous par un." The second to last Protector sneered. He said 'So this is how it is going to be. You do know we outnumber you by one.'
"I know," the archeology professor stated simply and pulled the trigger, taking the one that spoke down. "Now we're even." The looks that ran across the remaining three faces were of rage and hatred. Nothing Indy hadn't already seen. They split up and began firing. Indy noticed briefly that the guns were very large in their hands, as if they had never wielded a gun in their lives. Also, they were shooting like nuts but the bullets never came close. "Their boss sent these guys as a warning," Indy called out to Crystal, who was firing away.
It didn't take long for them to shoot their opponents but they kept things interesting. A string of bullets came their way before they could get a clear shot. Very soon the authorities would be coming, and since the Protectors are part of the government it would look bad in the adventurers favor.
Crystal was a good fighter. She took down the one closest to her with a single shot to the middle chest. The man staggered, spurting blood from his mouth, and fell on the grass. The shots that followed his companions were of desperation and Indy could tell they were very nervous.
The older Jones took down the last two, and Mutt did injure one of them with a clumsy shot to the arm. In his yell of pain Indy was able to get him. The last one was easy. He ran away as though his pants were on fire and Mutt got his back.
Indiana really hated shooting when he didn't expect it but it was necessary so he didn't scold his son. "What are we going to do with them?" Crystal grimaced toeing the one that she shot in the face with disgust.
"Dump them in the ocean as we fly by?" my son suggested with as much repulsion, kneeling down on another.
"Hmm, that seems the only likely way,"Indy said grimly. "Their agency is sure to be looking for them. We'll give them no evidence to convict."
"You know, I kind of like their hats." Mutt said as we began dragging the lifeless corpses to the helicopter.
"You can keep one, it's not like they're gonna need it," Crystal sneered.
"I was kidding, geez calm down," Mutt defended.
"Well, try to kid some other time, when we're not in such a disgusting situation," Crystal spat.
"Well, it seems the professor wasn't doing her homework. If she knew anything about us she would know it's gonna get a whole lot worse," Mutt turned to me for clarification. Indy sighed and nodded.
It was only too true.