There was an eerie atmosphere in the room. Hatred had broken the news to them. They couldn't even tell Jeremy was a traitor.
"So I assume you know about me?" Marco chuckled.
Hatred's expression didn't change although Phineas was consumed with rage. Hatred grabbed him before he could make any rash decisions.
"We're going to the Underground Continent." Hatred replied.
Phineas was confused, he couldn't accept Marco as part of the pack. So it was hard for him to understand why Hatred did.
"He betrayed us," Phineas shouted "why on Earth would we trust him?"
Marco grinned with greed. Hatred took a moment, to understand Phineas' reasoning, before answering.
"We're a pack of wolves so we hunt and protect for our people," Hatred explained "as being wolves, we will always put our people's safety first."
Phineas was still confused, Marco would always be danger and a threat. A materialistic animal like Marco deserved to be put down. At least to Phineas.
"You've got guts kid," Marco added, "welcome to the pack."
Phineas shrugged off his welcome as they made their way to the Underground Continent. The entrance was dark and gloomy with venomous spiders and creepers crawling the walls.
"So where would we find 3rd John?" Phineas asked.
Marco was part of the pack but he also looked out for number one. He wouldn't give out valuable information like that away. At least not for free.
"What do I get out of it?" Marco laughed.
Hatred wasn't surprised from the reaction although Phineas was.
"I promise won't kill you in the future." Phineas laughed.
The bugs, crawlers and creepers on the cave's wall fell to the ground. Marco's aura overwhelmed every life presence in the cave. Every. Marco looked down upon a shrivelling Phineas, every fibre of his body intensifying his vicious aura.
"Calm down boys," Hatred said calmly "it's been located at Linux Chapel II."
They followed the rotting path until they blinded by the many lights. A whole civilisation functioning underneath Phineas' feet and he didn't even know. The flying cars, the walking reptiles, the thirty inch billboards and the interracial interactions. Phineas was absolutely amazed and stunned.
"Welcome to the Underground Continent," Marco laughed "it's gonna be an interesting journey from here."
The chapel was tucked away from all the lights and drama. It was on an alley with mould, leaching towards the building but not holy or spiritual enough to reach the chapel. The building stood tall amongst the thousands of parasites circling it below. The boys walked into the chapel, scared and excited, with not knowledge of what awaited them. Stood in front of them were haunted hooded figures , Marco's eyes started to twitch. He seemed thrilled by the presence of the robed figures. Their white laced cloaks perfectly designed. Almost too perfect.
"Well we're finally all here." Marco smiled.
Hatred grabbed onto Phineas before he could wolf down on Marco. Hatred had analysed the situation and had taken note of who was inside the chapel.
"The Ace of Spades, let's get this over with." Hatred sighed.
The group were surrounding the holy book. Marco had intended on both sides clashing whilst he snuck out. But his sheep clothing was caught by Hatred as Marco headed for the exit. Hatred looked at Marco with genuine belief in him. Marco was flustered with content. Although agitated and slightly irritated that he let his emotions get the better of him.
"Alphonso just hand over the book," Marco sighed, "or you will be hurt."
Alphonso's brown hair glared towards the three of them. The expressions portrayed on his face were priceless. He couldn't care more.
"The infamous Senses, you lot really are pathetic." Alphonso said.
Strands of Alphonso's hair started to blossom. He was using all of it's nutrients. Phineas looked seriously worried, his lips quivering, but the pack had his back. Marco stood protecting Phineas. That's when Phineas understood what Hatred was explaining to him about. A pack of wolves.
"Well I warned you," Marco chuckled, "watch and learn kid."
Marco took off his jacket, raised his fist and slammed it through Alphonso's guts. Alphonso's went flying through the pillars of the white chapel.
"What the hell?" Phineas shouted.
Marco continued his attack. Hatred expected the least. He was focused retrieving the scripture. He had told Phineas it was to step into action. There where two other members of the Wolf Church there. Slost had returned with a vengeance and he had brought an other member.
"Who are you?" Phineas asked.
The masked figure took off their hood. The face behind was similar, someone who seemed friendly and supportive. It was Jeremy.