Indiana Jones and the secret of the Emerald Spear: Part 1

by James
(Sydney, NSW)

This is a story I wrote in 2009. One of the best I have writen. Please comment on this story.


Indiana Jones and the secret of the Emerald Spear: Part 1


Indy walked towards the Emerald Spear. It glowed an eerie green and he was amazed that he had made it this far with all the traps. The falling floor, the crushing blocks and the pit of fire.

"But their must be one more trap." Indy said. He picked up a stone and rolled it along the ground. Bang! Two blocks of stones crushed the rock. It was very much like the trap his old rival Dr. Forrestal was killed in, but with out the spikes.

He drew out his bullwhip and skilfully lashed it out and the end curled around the spear.

Bang! Thud.

The stone blocks had caught his bullwhip and the spear had clattered to the floor.

"Stuff this thing," Indy muttered angrily and kicked the stone blocks, which for some reason had not opened again. But the stone blocks toppled over!

"Weird thing," Indy said as he picked up his bullwhip.

Indiana's father, Dr Henry Jones had heard rumours of an extremely powerful spear which was made entirely of emerald. He had told his son and of course Indy took up the challenge. He had picked up Mutt, his friend who had helped him get the Crystal Skull of Akator.

Indy walked down the passage with the spear and hoped Mutt was still their waiting for him, and he was.

"Come on. Let's go before the others come," said Mutt.
"Like who?" Indy asked.
"Like Dovchenko."
"OK."

They ran down to the truck, hopped in and drove off.

"Tricky?" Mutt asked.
"Oh, just the usual, like pits of fire, falling floors and a stupid and annoying stone block," Indy explained.

"What's the spear like?"
"Supposed to slice through any thing it touches."
"Careful, then."
"Oh, I will!"

"Hang on!!!"
Mutt sped up and raced along the track at breakneck speed.
"Why so fast?" Indy yelled over the noise of the engine and putting the spear on the back seat.
"Look behind you," Mutt yelled back.

Indy glanced at the rear view mirror.
"Blast! I hate those guys. They always turn up!" he exclaimed.

Behind them were five trucks with machine guns manned by Russian soldiers firing at them and a jeep with Colonel Dovchenko and Irina Spalko.
"They certainly do always turn up." Mutt yelled back.

"Stay here!" Indy yelled again. "I'm climbing on the roof and don't drive like a maniac."
"Whaaaaaaaaaaa!"

A round from one of the machine guns hit the truck, throwing Indy out the window.
"Indy?" Mutt yelled.

When Indy hit the ground he lashed out with his bullwhip and it snagged the tail of one of the trucks. "So much for a plan," he muttered.

Dovchenko yelled to the crew of the truck that Indy snagged. "Shoot him, now!" Bullets ricochet around Indy as he hand over hand climbed along his whip and finally reached the back of the truck; he was now to close to be shot. So the Russians grabbed a sword and slashed at Indy. He grabbed the one man by the shirt and shoved him of the truck. Then he swung the machine gun barrel around knocking of the rest. Indy steadied the gun and fired at another truck. It exploded. Then he shot at the jeep and it cannon rolled off the incline. "That's that, I suppose," said Indy.

Despite what Indy had ordered, Mutt had been driving like a maniac, dodging bullets and when Indy drove up to him and jumped in. Indy watched the driverless truck collide into the three other trucks and explode and fall off the incline.

"That was too close," said Mutt.
"You can say that!" answered Indy.
"There is supposed to be a secret of the spear." Indy picked it up. "A great secret."
"It might lead to a another treasure, one much greater." Mutt said.
"I'm taking it to dad. He'll know what to do."

Colonel Dovchenko and Irina Spalko had fallen down the incline, which lead to the Russian camp.
They badly wanted the spear and they would get it.