A Journey to the West 3:
The Mountian, 1949
You had awoken in a hospital-like medical station, with sterile tools dotting the walls and the tables, but in a far more compromising position that you would find yourself comfortable in. You were tied to a bed, with leather straps that were also filled with bits of wire and glass, to prevent any sudden movement, and to hurt anyone who moved without orders, or to try to escape. How the leather maintained its strength with those sharp edges sticking out of the leather was something for the philosophers to decide.
Well and the people who made such a monstrosity. "Hello." You asked as you saw the man… monkey… person hanging from one of the beams of the roof, clearly staring off into space as you said the words. What a weirdo. "Hello!" You raised your voice and that made the monkey man drop down onto his head.
"Ow!" He rubbed his head in pain with his tail as he turned to face you. "Oh, great, when I thought that everything was going well, they brought in a tourist."
"Diplomat," you replied. "Also I'm a doctor."
"Oh goody, a doctor, maybe you can piece together the shattered minds that these buffons are destroying before they murder them, and replace them with more people that will just be destroyed." The monkey man then shook his head before he sighed. "Sorry, anger getting the better of me. Sun Wukong."
"Heinrich Oster." You replied. Well, that was easy. You thought a grand adventure would have had to be undertaken to finally meet him. Well, at least you are here. "I'm here to rescue you."
"You're doing a piss poor job of rescuing me if you have been captured and tortured." He stated. "Something tells me that a mortal trying to rescue me means that someone needs my help. Am I correct in making that assumption?"
"You are." You stated. "Lucifer and Ramiel are trying to free Michael from the Celestial bureaucracy because he found some of their secret weapon caches. There might be war."
"Oh please, if there was the threat of every time we gods and beings got involved in one another's business, the world would have been destroyed millennia ago. No, they are trying to save face and rescue a family member, from being humiliated by the court and from having the powers weakened. We always have trouble with maintaining the balance, and if mistakes from others keep the balance, then so be it."
"What do you mean?" You asked. "What balance?"
"Something far too complex for you to understand, save for the simple fact that the world was out of balance for a long time and that the destruction of that Hitler Fellow and his destructive ideology has brought the balance back. For a time at least. Mankind is always fickle, and while they may claim they are past the need for religion and spiritual power, there will always be a need for change. For something new to appear." Sun stated.
"I do have a question though? How can I free you?" You asked. "I can understand everything else later, but I need to rescue you."
Sun chuckled as if he had been waiting to tell someone. "Well, it's simple. I am under the mountain. Metaphorically, as in my spirit, and powers and locked into the prison. And because of that, those who are not, spiritually inclined are unable to see me, and my tail. Well, besides you of course. But then again, being sent here by Lucifer might have helped you gain a sense of the supernatural."
"Well, can you help me?" You asked. "Help me rescue you?"
"Kid, if I could do anything, Don't you think I would have already done it?" Sun replied as he wrapped his tail around his waist. "You are on your own kid."
"Wonderful." You stated.
"Be strong kid, you seem like the type that can take a bit before they decide to break your mind. I'm sure you will be able to spring me, and yourself and everyone else in this place that want to fight. They just need some hope, and that is something I believe a Holocaust Survivor will be able to give."
"And if I fail?" Doubt beset you for a moment.
"Well, I'm sure that whatever… He has planned will be far worse than losing your mind. Becoming a willing slave is sometimes far worse than breaking." Sun replied as he smiled. "Good luck my boy."
And then Sun vanished like a Ghost, a shadow that never existed, as the men with guns appeared, and pointed at you. "Get up prisoner."
They really wanted you to move, but instead of giving them the pleasure, you remained silent.
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Ishmael greeted you as you walked over to him. "Good morning to you." He said, in English, which made you ponder for a moment.
"Sorry, English isn't my best language." You stated.
"Best be used to it, no one else knows german, and only a few speak English, best start picking up some mandarin if you can." He replied.
"What does the Mountain do?" you asked. "I've heard rumors about them, breaking people."
"Ah, so you finally heard the stories. The entire operation here is for one thing, and one thing only. Breaking the will of the strong, build them into killing machines for the Red Army, unthinking and loyal machines, and let them loose on the countryside, and then behind enemy lines." He paused. "So tell me, Oster, how did a German diplomatic assistant get caught up in all this, and why did they bring you here?"
"I got separated from my delegation when the fighting in Shanghai started." You answered. "I wound up in Nanjing before I was caught. But not before being tasked with rescuing an important prisoner from this place. Just got lucky I suppose." it wasn't the full truth, but it was enough of the truth to feel great and powerful. And best of all, important.
"Something tells me that you may need my help?" He asked.
"Yes, if you can?" You offered. "Only if I ask."
Ishmael nodded. "Good luck kid."
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Welcome to the Mountian You are going to need to do much to stay alive.
(You have 3 Actions)
[]The Triads: You are going to need to integrate yourself with the prison, and discover the beat, so to speak. You need to meet them.
[]Murder in Cellblock A: A Prisoner was murdered a few hours after your release from the med bay. You are going to investigate.
[]Spice must Flow: The mountain has a very interesting geological structure, and that being, it's made of Salt… but also granite. Maybe that will mean something.
[]Call me Ishmael: You need his help in finding the great secret that holds sun Wukong's power. Maybe he can help.
[]Fight Club: You've been brought before the Warden, given a choice of weapons, and told to fight. Best not disappoint.
[]Seeing The Setting Sun: You need to See Sun again.
[]Chinese for dummies: You need to learn Chinese.
[]A Medical Miricle: You are a doctor, and while you are not a normal doctor, you are qualified to help keep these men and women alive.
[]A Criminal Past: "Tell me boy, if I were the German government, would they care about a little Jew. They won't because to them you are nothing?"
[]To Ask for Help: Maybe there is a guard that can help you? Maybe there is a man that still holds onto his humanity here?
AN: Enjoy
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