The Assault

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Dan

For some reason Drake ignored my warnings. He stole my private jet and flew straight to Fort Griswald. His plan of attack? Attack.

Drake

The sun reflecting on the clouds looked beautiful. But I couldn't think about anything for long. I have to save Lexi. I haven't been able to think about anything but that since she left.

What I kept from Dan? I got another letter on one of the dead thugs. It said, "Come to my castle. I will allow entry by plane. I have Lexi." In the envelope was a lock of her hair. No other girl had the same wonderful ginger hair.

So here I am, flying towards this castle ready to murder Mathew Griswald the eleventh. The island came into view, and Dan's warning came completely into light.

All around the island boats swarmed the water. I counted at least a dozen helicopters equipped with meaty mounted machine guns. Everything had the same golden logo. An arrow, shot through the shield.

I landed on a stretch of beach. I knew the vehicles would allow me access. Mathew wanted a fight, and I was willing to fight every Mathew Griswald to ever exist. All 11 of them. At what point do you break that tradition? I'll break it when I kill him.

I hopped outta the jet. I doubted it would be here when I got back. But the biggest challenge would be getting off the island. The fight should be easy. Dan doesn't understand my power. I will crush this guy. Like a kit-kat bar.

I walked through the woods and a guard approached. I grabbed his neck and smashed it into my fist. He fell, barely breathing. I kept going. No other guards approached but I could sense them nearby. I came to a river and stopped.

It was 40 feet wide and rushing like a rapid. I could see 2 15 foot drops to my left and my right. The river flowed past to my right, and no trees were within 5 feet of its edge. Large rocks showed just beneath the surface or rarely breaking the surface.

I leapt into the closest rock. It was about 2 feet in diameter, and triangular. Like all the other rocks it was a dark smoky grey. I had to dive for the next rock, landing on my hands. I needed to land on my hands because the next part was very tricky.

There were tough grasses growing from a crack in this rock, and they were as long as a rope. I then grabbed on and fell backwards into the water. The fall from my hands on the ground gave me enough force to sink below the extreme current and get to the next rock. I swam up and grabbed the top. It was difficult, but I managed to pull myself onto the foot wide granite circle.

The next 2 rocks were side by side and shaped like cylinders. They jutted out of the water about 4 feet and were 8 feet away from me. I leapt and grabbed the rocks with my hands. I grabbed them in the manner I would as if I was about to do a dip.

My hands were clenched tight around there perspective rocks. I had about 2 feet from the water to my feet, that were suspended beneath me. I swung them back and flipped forward onto the grass.

I started back through the trees, making my way towards the center of the island. This was where the castle was located. I emerged from the woods, and the fort came into view.

It was easily 1000 feet tall, solid stone. It was gigantic. Gray and dull, with small windows lit by candlelight all across the front face. I could see large turrets coming out of the top of the wall, leading me to believe there was a walkway between the turrets.

The turrets were spaced about 50 feet apart and huge. Easily another 50 feet to the structure. They were equipped with 2 machine guns each, along with what could only be anti-aircraft missiles. Also guards were on all of the turrets. I could see 12 turrets on the front wall facing me, but I could see more lining the walls going backwards. It was built like a giant rectangle.

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