Amanda, Goldman Hotel/Cruise Ship
Things aren't going very well for our side. We're starting to slow down and Mason has a gash in his right arm. Not to mention the stowaway with us who's a little slow. "How much- *huff* longer till we reach the other boat?" Mable asks through breaths. "The exit is just up ahead, once we reach there we should be safe and meet your brother and Jack." Mason reassures her. Her smile quickly disappears though as out group comes to a halt. Right in front of the exit door is a big, burly man with at least 30 bodies around him. He turns around and looks me dead in the eye, smiles, and pulls out a tiny sword. "That sword doesn't look too bad." Mason mutters. Little does he know the big man is already behind him taking Mable by the arm and shoving the knife near her neck. "To exit, one sacrifice must be made." The big man growls and puts the knife closer to her neck. "WAIT!" I shout and he lowers the tiny knife. "Can we discuss this? Decide who's going to be sacrificed?" I say and lower my weapon too. His suspicion is obvious but drops Mable and throws her toward us. "You have 5 minutes. Got that? 5" he beckons and starts a timer on his watch. "Mason." I say and pull everyone in a small circle" "is there another exit somewhere? Maybe one without a guard?" I look at the man carefully only to find out he's in a corner messing with his fingers. "Uhmm-" Mason whispers and pulls out his map. "No, I don't believe so. They really jacked this place up." He closes the map with a soft thud and puts it back in his pocket. Mable starts to tear up and shake. "I- I don't want to die, I need to see my brother first- he ha- has something I need." She starts to sob now and I push aside a tear. "It's okay, we're gonna make it out of here without anyone dying." I give a reassuring smile and she calms down a bit. "Now I have an idea, I just need you guys to fo-" "ANNNDDDD TIMES UP!" He shouts and stomps toward us with an even bigger grin. "So who's it gonna be?" He pulls out his knife again, but it's larger this time with tiny engravings on it. I step back a few steps and shout at Mason. "GRAB HER AND GO!" I throw a smoke bomb down and hide witching the smoke, wacking the big man on the head. "Not so fast!!" He yells and throws his arm at my throat. Right before impact I hear a soft bang and his arm backs away. "Thanks Mason." I tell myself and throw a knife towards his head. He ducks and it hits the wall. A knife goes zooming past my head and for the first time I can get a good look at the knife. "YOU'RE THE HOOKER???" I yell and Mason stops in his tracks. "Im sorry what??" He drops Mable by the door and pulls out his gun for extra protection. "I- wha- how did you find out??" He exclaims while throwing another knife at my ribs this time. "The engravings on the knife-" I dodge it just enough so it only hits my shirt. "Why are you here??" I slow down and pull out a sleeping medication. "NEVER BRING THAT NAME UP AGAIN!" He shouts and runs toward me, only he's too slow, and i pierce the sleeping medication through his neck. "That should do it, NOW LETS GO!" I take the shot and run to my friends helping pick up Mable. "I can't believe it was him. I haven't seen him in ages!" Mason says as he pushes open the heavy metal door to the bright sunlight. Right before I step through, I look at the man laying on the floor. "You know, I'm surprised he could fight like that for a fisherman's son." I say now stepping through the door.
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Story No.1
AdventureHere's the First story me and my friend ever wrote. We wrote them back and forth over text, chapter by chapter. might as well post it if anyone wants a lazy read with bad grammar.