Indiana Jones & the Urne of Nurhachi, chapter 1

Posted by Krede from vlb-210-14.ppp.uni2.dk on August 08, 1999 at 12:06:40:

Hi this is my first stab at an Indy novel but it
is something I¥ve always wanted to do so there.
It is about how Indy found the Urne he swaps (or tries to)
for the diamond in ToD. This is chapter 1.

Indiana Jones and the Urne of Nurhachi

Tibet 1935

The pink morning clouds shrouded the mountain tops of the beautiful Tibetan scenery. The sun was shining brightly but it was cold and Indiana Jones could see his warm breath curling like smoke in front of his face each time he exhaled. He had been hiking for several days now and Indy was getting rather impatient with his Sherpa guide. The guide, who was an old man with an intricate pattern of wrinkles in his face, had promised that they would reach their destination in two days, at most. Indy had spent some days in the nearby Tibetan village frantically seeking a guide who could take him to the palace of Nurhachi. The guides had not even given him a second look. Indy could understand why, apparently the palace was cursed and in the superstitious minds of the villagers it was a place they would not go near for all the money in the world. The palace was said to be the final resting place of the remains of Nurhachi the first emperor of the Manchu dynasty.
Nurhachi suffered a revolt in China because of his gruesome reign of terror and had ultimately been forced to flee into the mountains of Tibet. When he died, his ashes was hidden somewhere inside his palace and that was the prize Indy was after. Indy had almost given up, when the old Sherpa guide had approached him and offered his services for a large amount of money. Indy had asked him about why he was willing to take him to the palace when nobody else would, but the old man had simply ignored the question. Indy did not care, the important thing was that he had a guide and thereby a passage to the palace. His friend Wuhan had wanted to accompany him but Indy had insisted on Wuhan staying in the village and arranging transport to Shanghai as soon as he came back. Wuhan had as usual obeyed him and he needed to take care of Short Round as well. By taking care Indy meant stopping him from following him up the mountain. This was a far too arduous task for the kid even though Indy knew he was pretty tough.
Indy and the guide seemed to go nowhere, Indy had even suspected the old man for leading him into an ambush and had carefully memorised how to get back to the village. He had also kept his Colt new army revolver loaded and at the ready. Just as Indy was about to tap his guide on the shoulder and demand an explanation, the old man turned around and spoke in his cheery but heavily accented English. ìBehold, tall one. We have arrived at your honourable destination. Now you pay old Zhabaî The old man looked impatiently at Indy and stretched out his open palm.
ìWhat? I don¥t see anything! look, the deal was you¥d take
me to the place and all I see is mountainsî
ìBut we are here, I assure you tall one! look beyond the clouds, see? look carefully!î Though Indy was starting to get annoyed he looked one more time and as if it was magic the clouds parted and Indy was struck with awe. In front of him on the other side of a shallow canyon was the palace.
On top of a mountain the large building rose majestically.
It consisted of an outer wall and a main building, almost like an European castle but the style was unmistakably Chinese. They had to walk some time to get around the canyon and up the mountain and it was almost afternoon when they reached the gigantic double doors of the Palace. Zhaba the guide, was starting to get nervous and Indy sensed that he was not going to get Zhaba to go with him unless he dragged him. ìMight be for the bestî Indy thought, ìthe old man would be nothing but trouble anywayî. ìTall one!î Zhaba called ìwait for you here! yes?î
ìGood idea, this might be dangerousî Indy mumbled back.

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: Hi this is my first stab at an Indy novel but it 
: is something I¥ve always wanted to do so there.
: It is about how Indy found the Urne he swaps (or tries to)
: for the diamond in ToD. This is chapter 1.

: Indiana Jones and the Urne of Nurhachi

: Tibet 1935

: The pink morning clouds shrouded the mountain tops of the beautiful Tibetan scenery. The sun was shining brightly but it was cold and Indiana Jones could see his warm breath curling like smoke in front of his face each time he exhaled. He had been hiking for several days now and Indy was getting rather impatient with his Sherpa guide. The guide, who was an old man with an intricate pattern of wrinkles in his face, had promised that they would reach their destination in two days, at most. Indy had spent some days in the nearby Tibetan village frantically seeking a guide who could take him to the palace of Nurhachi. The guides had not even given him a second look. Indy could understand why, apparently the palace was cursed and in the superstitious minds of the villagers it was a place they would not go near for all the money in the world. The palace was said to be the final resting place of the remains of Nurhachi the first emperor of the Manchu dynasty.
: Nurhachi suffered a revolt in China because of his gruesome reign of terror and had ultimately been forced to flee into the mountains of Tibet. When he died, his ashes was hidden somewhere inside his palace and that was the prize Indy was after. Indy had almost given up, when the old Sherpa guide had approached him and offered his services for a large amount of money. Indy had asked him about why he was willing to take him to the palace when nobody else would, but the old man had simply ignored the question. Indy did not care, the important thing was that he had a guide and thereby a passage to the palace. His friend Wuhan had wanted to accompany him but Indy had insisted on Wuhan staying in the village and arranging transport to Shanghai as soon as he came back. Wuhan had as usual obeyed him and he needed to take care of Short Round as well. By taking care Indy meant stopping him from following him up the mountain. This was a far too arduous  task for the kid even though Indy knew he was pretty tough. 
: Indy and the guide seemed to go nowhere, Indy had even suspected the old man for leading him into an ambush and had carefully memorised how to get back to the village. He had also kept his Colt new army revolver loaded and at the ready. Just as Indy was about to tap his guide on the shoulder and demand an explanation, the old man turned around and spoke in his cheery but heavily accented English. ìBehold, tall one. We have arrived at your honourable destination. Now you pay old Zhabaî The old man looked impatiently at Indy and stretched out his open palm. 
: ìWhat? I don¥t see anything! look, the deal was you¥d take 
: me to the place and all I see is mountainsî
: ìBut we are here, I assure you tall one! look beyond the clouds, see? look carefully!î Though Indy was starting to get annoyed he looked one more time and as if it was magic the clouds parted and Indy was struck with awe. In front of him on the other side of a shallow canyon was the palace. 
: On top of a mountain the large building rose majestically.
: It consisted of an outer wall and a main building, almost like an European castle but the style was unmistakably Chinese. They had to walk some time to get around the canyon and up the mountain and it was almost afternoon when they reached the gigantic double doors of the Palace. Zhaba the guide, was starting to get nervous and Indy sensed that he was not going to get Zhaba to go with him unless he dragged him. ìMight be for the bestî Indy thought, ìthe old man would be nothing but trouble anywayî.  ìTall one!î Zhaba called ìwait for you here! yes?î 
: ìGood idea, this might be dangerousî Indy mumbled back.

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