The Sorrowful Rebel Rise Of The Rebel Part Eight

 The Mask Of The Rebel

 

Loc hidden herself in the trees as she looked at the book. She read it as fast as she could. She had noticed that she was becoming less and less tired as she ran. Her mind became more alert and ready too. Yet she knew that sleeping was not a good idea as she did not want to be caught. She memorised the page and then checked her stolen phone. Then she typed on it.

Firecrys

She then looked at the sites where it was located as she could not go back to the library. She soon found a firecrys mine near the centre of the island. She also spotted that the name of the island was Rebpris. She also looked at the description of Rebpris.

If you catch a rebel they are to get taken here. This is where their 

blood will be purified. 

She then thought about all she had been through since escaping Wolf Raven and all the people that she had met.

So I need to get the firecrys and some metal. After all, I can't go around like this. They will know that I'm not normal instantly. So I also need a mould for my mask and some metal for my mask.

She looked at the firecrys mine and looked at all who were on duty for the day. She noticed that there were one hundred guards which would not have been a problem if she still has her team with her. Then she looked at the prisoner count. This was three hundred.

Good, at least there's the hope.

Armed with this information, she put away the phone and jumped down. She ran and ran. She tried to keep off the roads as much as she could. She also did not want to risk another crash. No, that was painful. So she did not even try to take a car or turn to hitchhiking. So she kept running and running. She even jumped in the trees and jumped from branch to branch. Mainly to keep the home of her tail.

She soon arrived at the mine. To her surprise there were two. Both bestie each other. One looked like it was completely in business. With all the others on and the nose was coming from it. The other one had all of us metal covered in rust and the buildings were either college or had gaping holes in them.

Go there.

So she ran to the empty mine. She noticed that the gears were all rusty and that there were several trees dividing the old mine and the new one. So she felt confident as she jumped at one of the old roasted metal fences and climbed. She was soon over and jumped down.

She saw an old desk with a dirty window. With rusty doors and hinges. With dust and dirt coating it. She walked on and was in.

She looked around and spotted that there were tracks like a train that was coated in rust work well preserved wood wedged in it. She looked to her left to see another desk area that had rusty walls and doors and dirty windows.

She walked to the mining car and spotted that there was a lever. 

Wow! This is me re like my world! She thought as she jumped inside.

Good. It makes it all the more easier to manage. 

She then pressed down. This caused a loud sound like a strange scream. She stopped for a moment and looked around. She hoped that it had not been heard. She felt her heartbeat in her ears as dreaded another painful fight.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Go.

Seeing that she was in the clear she continued to press down and then up and then down and the car moved forward. She knew that she could only hope that the noise that she was making was being drowned out. She moved on and on and on and soon she was in the tunnel.

Then came the drop. She found it difficult to slow as the car raced down the old rusty tracks. She was going faster and faster and faster. Soon she was racing down and her hair was being whipped back by the wind. Yet then there was nothing she could do to stop the momentum. Soon she saw a dip as the track turned to straighten out. She knew that she had to slow the car or she would have another painful crash. But as soon as she reached it, the g force caused her to hit the floor of the car as it rushed on. She climbed back up and realised that she was still speeding on the track. Then she felt the car slowing back down.

Knowing that it would soon stop she climbed to her feet and pushed down and up again and again to keep it from stopping. She did this again and again and could feel her arm muscles ache as she felt just how heavy it was. Yet she knew that she had to keep going. Keep pushing down and pulling up. She looked on and as she did she spotted, to her utter dread, another dip. Yet she continued nevertheless until she dropped.

Then the speed picked up and soon she was thrown to the left and the car almost flung off the tracks. She had to push on the right side of the car to push it down.

This is madness!

Then came another turn and it was the other side that was in the air. She pressed down with her legs and feet. When she forced it down she felt another curve to a flat surface. This caused her to hit the bottom of the car. For a while she was out cold.

She was woken up by hitting the cold rack. She pulled herself up to see the rocks ahead of her. She then noticed that there were skeletons embedded in the rocks as their bones were crushed. She then noticed that there were shards of firecrys growing from the rocks and bones. 

She climbed to her feet and took an old axe. Then she hit the nearest firecrys. She did this again and again until she had a small amount on the floor. Then she looked back at the old tracks and the walls.

I could climb all that! She thought as she walked to the wall and to the car. She hit and hit the old metal. She broke it apart. Then she turned to the rock and hammered at a ledge that was sticking out. She then caught it. Then she put it to her face and spotted that it would only cover her mouth. So she dropped it. Then moved onto another. Even though it was too large and was twice the size she needed it to be, she was able to hit it and it broke in half. Too short again. So she moved onto another and another until she had the perfect one 

Now, how would this mask look?

Basic.

And?

Put an X at the top with an R and an L at either side of it.

She then took a small rock and a small stone and soon drew them and she hammered in the holes for her eyes and nose.

Maybe I should make the X bigger.

She did.

Perfect.

She then spent every waking hour and moment scraping at a large rock. Day in and day out until the mould was soon made. She then, knowing that she would have to hide her eyes, then went to light the firecrys underneath the mould. While that was heating up, she hammered at and broke apart the rusty metal. She then carved out a bowl from another rock and put the rusted metal in. She lit the firecrys to melt the metal and purify it and rid it of its rust. Then she poured it into her mould. Once the metal had moved equally around the mould, she used the bowl to keep it so. Then she put out the firecrys and waited for it to cool and dry before putting it on. After she continued to work upon it until she came to the nose passage and pricked two holes into it. Then she put a thin shard of firecrys at each of the eye holes and melted them in place.

She looked at her iron mask with firecrys for the eyes and she soon noticed that the R, X and L were both shaky.

It'll do. She thought, putting in the mask.