The Story of the Unstoppable Runaway.
During the late 18 century/ early 19 century when trains began to really become popular and started being build all around the world one engineer by the name of Marcus Campbell made it his life work to spread trains across the world. Marcus loved trains and had a great desire to connect people using trains he helped design and build trains all across the world. Marcus trains were not just ordinary machines they were specifically designed for the terrain of the county and were always pushing innovative technology advances this built Marcus’s reputation and the reputation of his trains. They were no longer looked at as machines but as true works of art technological masterpieces of their time, this would Marcus Campbell the nickname, Marcus of the Locomotives. Marcus had build train in almost every country when he went after a new goal to build a train in the desert that would cross across the entire desert it would be a luxury ride where passengers would enjoy fine living as the traveled across the beautiful desert landscape. This idea would unfortunately lead to Marcus’s down fall.
As the construction for the train which was named Ver Voler (Flying Worm), a major problem arose from the beginning the loose and unstable nature of the sand would not allow tracks to be laid down. Marcus being the master of his craft at the time quickly came up with a solution wanting this train to be the latest innovation in locomotive technology he took inspiration form the name and decided that Ver Voler would be the world’s first trackless train and would move though the Sahara like a worm riding up and down sand dunes with ease. Soon word began to spread of the great Worm of the Desert, the trackless train, the world wanted to be apart of this great masterpiece and experience as construction continued on the train and the path it would take though the desert but again another problem arose because of the barren desert landscape fueling the train though the long trip would be problematic. The equipment that ran the in and outs of the innovative machine require a lot of fuel and power; the train could not carry the large amount of fuel it would need and with no supplies in the desert this nearly derailed the train. Marcus worked endlessly though several days and nights straight trying to found a scientific way to solve this dilemma unfortunately though was no way to solve it though science or rational. His desire to finish the great Worm of the Desert pushed the great engineer to think nationally and rely on the supernatural and semi-magical elements to help him. Marcus stumbled upon a semi-magical/semi-scientific device that would solve his fuel and energy dilemma, the device was known as “Eternal Flow” it was a mysterious artifact that was created by an alchemist and supernatural engineer. Eternal Flow was a device that defied the laws of physics by creating an endless amount of energy to power the train forever this worked by recycling the some of the energy that it put out thus creating and infinite circle of creating, reusing, and recycling energy just like rain water Is recycled into the atmosphere to be re used. Eternal Flow would allow the train to run nonstop would the need of refueling or stopping to resupply.
Finally Ver Voler was completed the train was the headlines of all the news and all the world’s greatest people wanted to ride the track less train secretly powered by supernaturally device. Marcus became famous for this latest innovative creation and the Great Desert Worm became his prized creation. Marcus valued Ver Voler over all his other trains and eventually became the conductor of his most famous creation just so he can hide the secrets of its glory from competition. The train fame lasted a few years but as more trains began to be build across the world that were faster, better, and more innovative the fame of the Worm of the Desert began to slip and the glory it once held now faded away. Marcus who had put his life work on the line for Ver Voler would not allow his prized creation to fade in the slightest the man went to train itself and began adjusting the “Eternal Flow” device, that allowed the train to power itself infinitely, so that the train would go even faster this made the Desert Worm the front page of the news for a while but better trains continued to be built. Marcus was constantly force to make improvements to Ver Voler and the “Eternal Flow” so much so that it became an obsession and he was never satisfied with his improvements no matter what unfortunately this would causes a disaster. During one of the train’s journey though the desert after Marcus had claimed that the Ver Voler was now “better than ever” the train had a full capacity, Marcus was conducting the train making even more improvements still not satisfied with the train unfortunately an accident caused “Eternal Flow” to overload speeding the train up to over 300mphs and it was unable to be stopped in any form. The Great Desert Worm became an unstoppable runaway trapping most on board and since that unfortunate day of destiny Ver Voler has continued it journey throughout the . This leads us to our story in the current time.
A figure stood on one of the dunes of the endless desert under the blazing sun, it was a hot day in the desert especially for this time of year the year heated the sand to 80 degrees and in some spots even hotter. The figure stood next to silver and chrome motorcycle that reflected the sunlight in all direction making it a shiny beacon to those around; the mysterious figure was wearing a old looking cowboy hat and had on a light tan cloak that shielded his skin from the strong rays of the sun his face was covered by a blue and light bandana to keep sand out of his nose and mouth. To most this mysterious figure would have seen like a western cowboy and that was for the most part correct, the figure look around with cobalt blue eyes his highly trained eye sight allowed him to see miles out and make out the smallest of details unfortunately in a desert all there is to see is sand. The figure removed the bandana pushing it down to his neck revealing a slight smile it seemed like mysterious person was going to speak and reveal an epic message about an ominous storm coming. The person opens his mouth, “Dios Mio! It’s hot out here and I live in ! I should know a thing or two about being hot!” The figure was now a dark stranger planning a dark move in the desert or a mysterious stranger bringing an ominous storm it was the Last Gunslinger the gun-toting hero, Crow Cementerio. Crow was there on Vaquero business in the desert searching for the Great Desert Worm Ver Voler to find and destroy the device known as “Eternal Flow”, a device that could create infinite energy would extremely beneficial to the world but in the wrong hands it would be a disaster of biblical proportion. It was a situation where the wrong out weighed the good and the ends justified the means at least that is how the Rail-gun saw it. The chrome motorcycle was Crow’s “love” Silver the motorcycle he had outfitted with several new pieces of technology including a special brand of tires that would it allow to drive on sand without any difficulties. A swift wind blew causing sand to spin around the gunslinger and his motorcycle a little; the cowboy pulled the bandana up until the wind calmed and leaned down to his bike. “Damn this sand is horrible on you baby, it scratching up your chrome so bad. Why did I take this job in the it is killer on my bike?”
The gunslinger used the end of the cloak he was wearing to wipe some sand off the head lights and side of Silver where “Hi-Ho” was written; the cloak was made of a light weight thin material that would protect him from the ultra-strong UV rays of the sun but it would be light enough for him to move it and not get overheated. Crow stood up at his look around the great desert worm should be coming any minute; the train made the same trip in it’s not stop journey and according to the directions and information given to Crow the train would be passing him any minute. The gunslinger hopped on his bike and slide down a sand dune where the train would appear but something felt off to him; strange this Eternal Flow thing is suppose to be really powerful but no one has ever tried to take it but yet the Vaqueros want me to suddenly destroy this thing. I wonder what the sudden hurry Is all about? Whatever I am getting paid a good amount for this job, unfortunately most of that is probably going to go to re-detailing Silver. The Last of the Gunslinger sighed frowning a little as he thought about the sand scratching his “true love”, ironically Crow showed the same type of devotion to his bike that Marcus showed towards Ver Voler. Crow pushed his hat up as he came waiting for his train to arrive signaling the beginning of his mission off in the distance he smirked as he stopped a bit of black smoke off in the distant, the train was coming, so that is the Desert Worm I use to hear stories about when I was a little kid. I use to think it would be cool to see it in person it’s kinda weird knowing I will be the one to stop it permanently. Hmm I think I remember how that old rhythm went; the great desert worm it wiggles and squirms though the sands. All the lands came to see the train that never stopped unfortunately kept it going and going and all the passengers dropped….dead. The Thunderbolt Gunslinger grimaced at the old morbid story.
Crow lean against his motorcycle as the pillar of smoke in the distance got bigger he did the quick math in his head realizing the train was only a couple miles away and the speed the “Eternal Flow” granted it would bring the train to the gunslinger in a few minutes. Once the train arrived the gunslinger would have to move fast to get on the train and make his way to the front to destroy the device one and for all. Usually Crow really didn’t care either way about his Vaquero jobs as long as he got paid but this one was the exception he had to agree with the Vaquero; something that creates endless energy could power the world make it a better place fossil fuels would be eliminated and the need to rely on solutions like solar power and wind power would be a thing of the past. Hospital and medical centers could run even during blackouts and disasters. If a hero could have that kind of device he could rid the world of villainy and I could probably use it with Silver make her run without fuel. Even with all these positives things it only takes one psycho to turn that power to evil; armies, tanks, guns, jets, bombs all powered by this device the world has seen 2 Newdeaths already and that is two too many. I will be damned if I let a third one appear I swear on my word as a Gunslinger. This was not a matter of 1 life over millions it was a matter of not letting something fall into the wrong hands ever again nobody was going to get this device; good, evil, neutral I will destroy “Eternal Flow”. The Lightning Revolver smiled confidently as revved his bike a little the pillar of black smoke drawing closer; Crow had a train to catch but unbeknownst to the Last Gunslinger he was not the only one after the device located inside the Great Worm of the Desert.