CHAPTER ONE: The Metal Coffin.

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The dark ocean was in the motions of death, black swirls almost like oil was covered the surface of the raging ocean.

A small ship was beginning to sink, no one was on the boat, but something was.
A dark, large, rectangular box had exploded out of the water with a loud splash, sea foam surrounded the huge box.
The box looked almost like a coffin within the raging tide.

In a bright flash of lightning, it was a metal coffin, but it had no separation on it, in fact it looked completely solid.
So how come it was floating, why was a huge metal box floating in the water.
Whatever it was, it was heading towards a very large island, its inhabitants hiding from the storm, and something much worse, but we'll get to that later, for now we focus on the metal coffin.
The semi-dark color shined with each flash of lightning, all up until a bolt of lightning struck the metal coffin right in the center, sparks flew and the spot was glowing white, and yet it wasn't damaged, in fact as quickly it was white hot, it immediately cooled down from both the ocean and the blowing winds of the violent storm, despite the crashing of the waves and soon what will happen to the coffin when it will arrive on the island.

The coffin's occupant wasn't even damaged, still how can it be damaged, it was stronger than the metal coffin.

With a rush, the coffin was swept up into a massive tidal wave, the coffin was climbing up the mountain of water when out of nowhere.

CRASH!!

The Metal casket was smashed against a ruff and mossy mountain side.
And there it stayed, the storm had died down the moment the coffin was stuck on a lip of the mountain, but only the lower half was on the lip while the upper half was laying on nothing but the salty air, there was silence from the jungle like forest above the cliff edge, then as time passed in the clouds seem to have died down but only a huge blanket of gray like clouds covering the sun enough to give off a soft glowing hue of nothing but depression did the sounds return first were chips of the crickets then were the tweets of birds then the howls of wolves and the new silence was there That's silence was a metal coffin. On a lip, of a cliff edge.

Suddenly a huge gust of wind picked up.
The wind was higher above the cliff it was meant to go into the forest but only a huge part of the gust of wind was pushed down by the cliff and there it pushed on the upper half of the metal coffin suddenly losing the equal amount of weight it began to slip.

BANG!!
CURNCH!!!
SMACK!!!!
CLONNNNN!!!
SCREEEECHHH!!!!!!

The coffin fell smashing against other lips and jacket pieces on the cliff but when it finally fell down there was a large clump of a purple like crystal structure managing to hit the metal coffin on the top of it and somehow it managed slice right through it the last sound was the shrieking of metal being torn apart but somehow it's occupant was never harmed not even scratched only jostled around but that was all.

Silence head into the forest again from the screeching of the metal coffin and soon the sound of animals grew louder and louder some of them sounded like shrieks of pain and the forest looked so some black-like substance was waving off of it like a parasite on its house a parasite that was draining the life out of the host a small bit of this black-like substance move towards the now partially open metal box I have to see a strange object in it it was mostly covered up by a soft blue like material but in the middle of it all was a strange pattern that almost looked like a heart and it sense a living thing not natural no something different this black like substance try to latch on to drain this non-living thing but it didn't work and then floated away and then they were soft little flaps The flaps of wings the flaps of a feathered bird very tiny this bird was known as the snowy mountain bird, it was really small, it looked practically like a golf ball with wings and a tiny little beak with two little beady eyes with a blue diamond crest-like shape on its forehead.
It landed there, looking at the hole in the coffin, there was a strange white object surrounded by the soft blue material, where four light blue hexagons, that formed a heart.
Soon many other creatures that lived either on the island or in the sea, would soon arrive on the gravel beach.
They'll not be prepared to see and to meet the islands newest arrival.

They'll not be prepared to see and to meet the islands newest arrival

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