Read Metal Deep 3: Infinite and Forever for Free Online

possible love of my life, losing a loved one, discovering that one of my Elvish roommates could very well be my nemesis for life … need I continue? I understand that my decision making abilities are impaired. Because I know that, I should instinctively do the opposite to whatever I’m feeling at the time. This is especially true when my gut instinct is to charge headfirst into a secret chamber that hasn’t been opened in over a millennium.  Yet, like a moth to a flame, I persisted forward. Is anyone else surprised I’m still mostly alive? I know I am.
     
    “Maybe we should wait.” Scion said. “I’m just the protector. I’m supposed to keep people out. I don’t know that I’m supposed to go in.”
     
    “What are you afraid of?” I asked while taking another step closer to the opening. I had to see what was inside. It was a feeling much like I had back at the expo when I was compelled to sign up for the Street Vipers.
     
    He grabbed me by my arm. Thankfully it’s wasn’t the one that had just been speared. “Wait.”
     
    “You wait.” I cut him off, swatted away his hand, and marched through the doors.
     
    I turned as the gems on my hands glowed bright with their green energy. The light moved up my arms with a hot tingle, and ended somewhere around my eyes where I felt as if I were building up to overload. I dropped Maeve’s blade and grabbed my head. Every millisecond felt as if a new fire started flaring to life inside my skull. I heard the doors start to close. They scraped closer together as Scion still protested. After they had lumbered shut, with an instinctive movement, I somehow pushed the built up energy out of my head, down into my body, and out of each arm.
     
    From both of my hands streaked green streams of light that sparked, cracked, and burned through stale air, and at the end of their path, they struck two round rock carvings inlaid on the distant wall. The light filled the carvings like boiling liquid. This steaming luminescent liquid I created then fed through a spider web of connections that lit like fuses leading to, and lighting, smaller wall carvings throughout the chamber. Congratulations to my new found freakiness. We had light.
     
    I guess Scion had a change of heart about joining, and had jumped through the closing doors at the last second. Judging by the terror strewn across his face, I guessed he was regretting his decision.
     
    “We shouldn’t be here.” He said.
     
    “Why not?”
     
    “Because the point of these doors…” He pointed to the closed black gate that bounced green shadows over us. “…Isn’t only to keep people out. But to keep something in.”
     
    I heard his warning, but I was too busy cutting what was left of my burnt shirt into strips with Maeve’s sword. He saw what I was doing and helped tie them together so that they would wrap around my shoulder.  I didn’t know if that would stop the “bleeding,” but blue stuff was pooling around my feet, and I was feeling nauseous. I may not have been able to cry, but I had no problems yacking my guts out in impressive displays of velocity.
     
    Once we were able to gather ourselves mentally and emotionally, we took a few steps into the chamber. The green light shone two rows of dusty columns that rose up into unseen darkness. I thought it odd that even my vision couldn’t penetrate the blackness above. At the far end of the main chamber, which must have been two football fields long, there was a vast assortment of very large doors. All had different designs and colors. Some were angled and hard surrounded by precious metals. Some were just plain wood, old and rotted. Another had a line of diamonds that hung from silver streams.
     
    “Have any ideas?” I asked as I examined the many other strange and different doorways.
     
    Scion shook his head. “I bet anything it has to do with those.” He pointed to the Dragonstones on my hands. “I thought you didn’t know what Dragonstones