The Wolf Companion.

       I really didn't need the torches to see, thanks to my predator like eyes. I made sure to keep some distance between me and the men. That's all thrown out the window when one man turns around and notices me.
     "Hey Bret hurry up and catch up."
Shit!
    I pick up my walking speed and catch up to the group. "So what was that sound?" The man asks. I hesitate to reply.
       "Just a little animal or something."
The man looks confused. "What happened to your voice Bret?"
     "Just gettin a little sick that's all."
I quickly sniffle, barely throwing him off. Please don't notice, please god don't let them notice. My heart starts to race.
     "Well it is flu season." The man says.   Oh thank god. We continue to walk done the tunnel but something feels off I don't quite know what it is.
     Trip struggles to get out of the ropes.
   "Let me go you pigs! I don't deserve this shit! When I get out of this I'll rip off all your heads!" Trip shouts. A man looks up at her.
   "Oh shut your mouth, you'll make a great sacrifice to Mr. Dorado."
      Wait, Mr Dorado? What the hell does that mean? We enter another large chamber, this one is big and circular. How peculiar, these ruins were built inside the chamber. There must be a vast array of tunnels and chambers below me or something. What the hell are these cloaked men doing here? Trip turns around and again catches my eye. I quickly wink letting her know I plan on getting her out. A sigh of relief fills her face and she notices my faint glowing orange eyes. She fills with horror and quickly turns around drawing attention away from me.
      I make sure my gun is still in my back pocket. Good I have to be ready for anything. The group of men bring Trip to the center of the chamber and set her down, they tie her down as she struggles to break free. I notice her gun in her belt.
   This is even better. The men align around in a triangular formation and a man emerges from a chamber to a large stone podium that is drenched in blood. I almost gag at the sight of it.
So much dried blood, oh god this is disgusting. But this formation seems very familiar. A triangle and a victim in the middle.
      "Greetings all, we gather once again to please the ancient God of El Dorado. Mr. Dorado!"
      The man is covered in dark ancient tattoos and claw piercings. Jaguar claw earrings. I notice the mans eyes go full black for a flash second. My eyes widen. "We will finish our plan once the chosen is sacrificed to Mr. E."
Another man emerges from another tunnel holding a jagged sacrificial, with blood still on it. It looked like fresh blood.
      What the hell are these people doing? The man walks up to Trip and raises the knife while chanting backwards Latin. The other men begin to chant along as well and the room intensifies and a odd breeze begins to form. Evil like, dark and deadly. The room dims down as the wind starts blowing out the torches.
      An odd black figure fills the man as he continues to chant louder and louder. He gets ready to bring down the knife as he is stopped by the mysterious leader.
     "Stop! Take a whiff, there seems to be a stranger amongst us." Shit! They're into me!
     The man points directly at me as I feel his dark energy fill my soul. My eyes widen in horror as a strange force blows my hood off. The other men glare at me as two of them come after me and try getting me to the ground. I throw a fist hitting one of the men, he's slammed to the ground and another man starts running towards me when I'm picked up by the arms, not being able to reach for my gun. I struggle and struggle. Nothing helps. This guys grip is strong. 
     "What are you doing here peasant? Why risk your life by making this big mistake? I'm guessing this girl is your friend?" Rage fills my mind.
    "Yes! And I won't let you fucking touch her!" The man laughs so maniacally I feel it slowly drive me insane. Horror fills my heart.
   "Well peasant, your fight is over. Now you shall watch us sacrifice your friend so you know what to expect."
     Oh god... "Shag! Try and get out of here, find Bucko and get him safe. I can get out of this!"
      Stunned I watch as the man again raised the knife finishing his chant.
"No!!!" I slam my heel into the guys almost bare feet releasing his grip a little. I then swing my head back slamming it into the mans nose fully releasing his grip. "You prick!"
       I grab my gun from my back pocket quickly aiming it at the man holding the knife letting a bullet fly. It immediately drills a hole in the mans skull. I pull out my boot knife and dead bolt run to Trip. I angle the knife to slice the rope around Trips wrists releasing her from that hold. She uses her free hand to grab her gun and begins shooting at the men running towards us.
       I cut the other rope releasing her other hand. I pull her off her knees then begin aiming at the men running towards us. I begin firing bullets.
     "Trip! We have to get out of here. We follow this tunnel, shoot the ceiling and hope it caves in.
   "Deal!" Trip shouts. We start heading for the tunnel shooting men. There bodies drop then suddenly there's a big rumble that almost knocks us on our asses. "What the hell was that?!"
I look over at her.
      "I don't know, but I think we are deep enough no shoot!"
We aim at the ceiling and start shooting a frenzy of bullets. "I think it's working!"
I tell her. Rocks begin falling blocking us from them. "Woo, what a rush."
I laugh.
    "You can't help but feeling comical at the most dangerous moments can you?"
   She laughs hard.
     "Well duh, it lightens the mood. Ya can't always be sad, you have to make the best of every situation." She smiles and punches my arm lightly.
     "So why did you have us go this way?"
      I hesitate. "Well my eyes changed color, so that means it's another trial that I have to go through... I know there is a teleporter somewhere down this tunnel. It seems odd but I found a red one in my first trial. The next one looks like it will be orange."
      Trip looks like she is thinking about something. "So that's what the man meant by trials."
    "Wait, what man."
She hesitates.
       I had a dream of a man that told me all of us would be going through trials because it's part of the plan or something."
       I start rubbing my chin thinking. I then look back up at Trip. "I think each trial has a different emotion, like they relate to the chakras or something. I was told by some odd wolves that I shall go through trials. I found a few hieroglyphics showing us."
I wait a minute before I continue.
    "I think each trial I go through, I unlock another part of my inner capacity. Like now I run faster and I can see in the dark. I feel something odd inside me, changing me spiritually."
        A look of despair fills my face. Trip wraps her arm around me and tells me it's going to be okay. I smile with some relief. We keep walking and see a faint orange glow. "Yes! The teleporter!"
Trip starts investigating it.
    "How miraculous, this is absolutely extraordinary. This can change the way we see life!" I stop her.
    "Trip it's a one way thing. We go through this we end up back in the main chamber and the tunnel entrance closes."
      I start looking around the portal for a pice of the crystal like stone I had found earlier. Nothing comes up. Trip looks at me with confusion in her eyes.
    "What are you doing?"
I stop looking.
   "I was lookin for a part of this crystal sword thing. I found it in the first trial. There was a painting about it and boy oh does it look mesmerizing."
     She raises an eyebrow. "Ya find anything?" She asks.
     "No, but let's get back to Linxs before she looses her cool and tears that unconscious dude to shreds. Meet ya on the other side."
   I hop through the portal vanishing.