Perilous Voyage

Abott Island

The Feeling of the world crashing in, that shock, and those moments of wondering you'd been hit and if maybe you were dead, and perhaps that's what feels like in heaven. Or most likely --In their case at least--In hell. Which, of course, it must be, because hell is smoke, fire, pain and screaming. So whether you were dead or not, it made no difference. Either way you were in hell. At the first crash-bang with Dr. James shotgun against the goon which hit the wall instead and it shook, They'd raised their hands to protect themselves, though, they fought back and hard. Fire came in collapsing against their will and courage, Bruce swung against walls to dodge the arrows, bullets or any fired materials. He moved in curve with the wall, backed down as Jane, Dan and Micheal followed but Dr. James went through his way and wasn't to been in their sights. Bullets flew past them and over. They have no reason to believe if the place was actually Abott Island because they excepted things and occurrence other than bullet and goons. Though, they'd have brought it to themselves. Fortin Hills stood on their way carrying a bat and swang it against Bruce, He thought that this bastard has hatred against him, but he had dodged it, though, it had to hit someone as it had been really swift and Micheal stood behind him. He took it around his forearm, It had dazzled his arm. Bruce much more swiftly and experienced than him swung his left fist and stroke Hills on his solar plexus, a lot harder than he had expected. His intentions came again to hit back with haste so he swung his left feet, but Bruce had met it and grabbed it by the ankle, squeezed it, pulled him over and he hit a freefal on the back of his head. He couldn't move, but lay there messaging his head, rolled his eyes around as though he was dazzled by the light. Everyone passed across him, but Bruce realised, came back and striked hills with the back of his boots so he lays unconscious on the floor due to causing more trouble and appearing constantly for no particular reason but annoyance. YOU, The Reader, when you read YOU with all capitalized it means it's a reference to YOU. The appearance of much of the characters might have been annoying to you as well for the reason it contained unnecessary circumstances, Though, that's how the story is followed. Bruce felt shards of splintered wood that would otherwise have punctured his face and eyes embed themselves into my arm, and the force was enough to send him staggering back, tripping and falling. Goons have used shotguns back at them but Dr. James was gone and Bruce wasn't sure if that was him or else. He stood up with quick force of movement and realised seeing blood droping down on his elbow that he had been cut. Dust flew on the air, it filled their lungs, made them cough, choke and splutter, throwing them to even more disarray and panic. Bruce glanced at the side where they willed to go and saw a room that had been left behind empty. The exact moment, he shouted 'GO, GO, GO!' to the rest and followed their accompany. As they interacted into the room and felt an old roman house feeling as there were dust of waste and taste of piracy, blood and tea. They found Dr. James sat at one side of the navigation table rather than behind it. His legs were crossed, wearing long black boots, a red sash at his wasit and one pistol with a knife in a thick leather shoulder belt. Maps and charts were laid out beside him. 'Hah! Gentleman, We've found the treasure.' He adds, much more excited than he seemed from his first sight 'If we go on to this route, round the walls following the chart. BANG! We're there!' Dr. James explains, pointing to the maps and charts laid out beside him. Roard with laughter, slapping his thighs.
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Excitement for gold was enough to set them off to their way to the collection of treasury that had been abandoned for the most years of the 18th to 21st centuries. They hustled in with force activities, carrying more guns, and send themselves tripping of to the way. Bruce stricted to his belief, but more importantly trusted his instincts and had a concerned feeling for the consequences. Under a rooftop of ancient built house and rusty floors, he thought to improvise when it comes to saving his friends. Steps further appeared an edge and everyone climbed it as Bruce and Micheal offered a hand to hand support to them. They walked motionless as of the floor creaked and was broken down by hard use. (A creaky shack) as though of a run-down neighbourhood. Bruce heard a loud noise of collapsing floor over where they had climbed and leapt over by sprinting for the wall with of few meters after being certified as there were no answers to his 'You guys all right!?' Everyone stood past the broken floor and not aware if Bruce had a concern. His eyes peared over at them and mouth spoke 'Go ahead, Ugh! I might, ah, I'll find another way.' pointing towards to the left side where there had been a ledge. He took it and found himself on the other side of it. As his ideas were sold in the wind, through its waves and sun, Bruce oddly thought of moments he once never wanted to let go off; When in the times he had been in love for the first time or as he would describe them 'Woke up early, rain up stairs, peaked out of the window, Just to see her walk by my house.' Bruce had shared his perspective of love and how he had been in love. The caves led to isolate places and closer to something that is considered as a treasury. Incidents of finding any hidden materials usually led to the victims not returning back or weighed as dead and the group of particular people are three tight headed guys and one girl that mostly suffer these consequences, though, there's also one stranger who is doubted to be following the victims. Right in the corner fell a cloud of dust and left its trails and flew of to the ground where it was made of solid materials. Footprints of shoes leaves their trails with each step 'cause of how the disperse objects and fist of dust are scattered on the solidmaterialed ground. Towards at the right side there were left furniture which were obviously covered with dust. There's dust and dust and dust. On the walls are artistics designs that are so horribly worked at as Bruce and the other watch it with faint. The artist dusted the charcoal drawing down to a faint image, it's as the college of arts and science. There came a halt right towards the painting and arts. Everyone peared their eyes, looking in shock pearing their eye balls to left, right, up and down. Though the sighted objects were not gold, but coffins of someone dead before thousand years. Dr. James took it lightly and scattered the gun powder he carried, down to the ground as the air in the room took it off making it fallen dust. There came a halt because there were no other ends. 'Mhem! '...' What am I looking at?' Dan says with a shaky voice when everyone stood careless and without a word. Right there in front of the shrine of coffin gold. Death leaves no gold. In most absolution or in that case, most emperors had funerals of gold and hid their resemblance with their coffins---Where they are ought to be buried. 'Hey. Dr. James, What are we looking for here?. There's nothing, Mehm! Let's just go. ' Bruce speaks as he saw no clarity of the circumstance. Dr. James adds, 'You're lookin' at it.' He speaks of the coffin that shines in gold in front of them. 'Look around' Hah! Would someone actually bury a dead man here?' Dr. James asks intriguingly rather to make a point. Bruce realised and stepped towards the coffins as everyone followed. 'Bruce. Um...um.' Jane rather express then adds, 'Bruce, Be careful. We cannot risk it.' She says, believing her own instincts. Before Bruce could, Dr. James swifted with a quick movement towards the coffin gold and Bruce stopped. He saw him putting his hand to the coffin and pulling it upwards. It opened and Dr. James froze and watched into the opened coffin, interacted it with his hands and Bruce with the rest saw it with of disgust. They thought: 'Dr. James, No! NO! What is he doing? OH MY GOD! Disgusting.' Bruce and the rest clumpered on the ground about to fill it with vomit when Dr. James pulled out a shrine of gold, he held it with both of his hands for it seemed heavy and valuable. Their expression changed and ran towards the coffins; There were gold in it. Same kind but brighter and much more. A voice followed from nearly in the cave as there were echoes of laughter and clappings. Bruce saw it to around and back at the path where they had come from. 'Phew! Thank GOD! You all have found it. No worries. You'll be rewarded. First off, step out from it and there will be no trouble. ' The guy across the walls spoke, and they emerged from the houseline in between and came forward. Seven or eight soldiers with Hills included of course. But he wasn't in lead then, it was someone more dark looking and older than him. His hair brushed aside with trendy looking suits and he wore waistcoat over the suits. His accent thick and of Austria. He wasn't someone to lead, Bruce saw it to that and couldn't have trusted his manners -- The way he walked and behaved. 'You're not someone to follow and you'd kill all of them if you get the gold.' Bruce explains, running for the right point. 'Woah. Sssh! But I can be trustworthy.' He adds, 'Well, You see. They knew I'd find this thing, called treasury and I did. So Here we are.' He spoke with humorous manner, but wasn't funny though. Shock and stratle contains extreme anger - pure rage. Mostly put into words as a Lifeless Creature; A violently loud fit of anger. This happens when someone gets Extremely angry and at that point burst into a 'extreme rage'. People with violently loud anger would be considered as a lifeless creature. The main causes of this particular event is when a person loses something valuable and cannot control his manners. Or, In their case, having people opposed to fighting to you for the gold you want. (They echoe their vague actions and repeat the venomous dreams.) Each of them snarled and came forward with a rage in pursuit of killing them. Bruce snarled back and took it forward with his dagger. The goons knew they cannot bring a gun to knife fight, anyways. The soldier gaped. Bruce slashed upwards, opening his waistcoat (Of the guy in lead) and spilling his guts to the dust, spinning around in the same movement and dragging his blade across the throat of the soldier who stood nearby. Two men dead in the blink of an eye and a third about to join them as Dan ran him through with his cutlass, and he slid from his hand and died. writhing on the dusty ground. Bruce snatched his dagger from his belt with his other hand, but before he could, Micheal jammed it into the eye of a fourth and he fell back with shocked yell, blood-gushing from the hilt embedded in his face, staining the teeth of his screaming mouth. The remeaining goons loosed their shots, And they back at them an though they weren't slow to reload, the other goons dropped down to the ground joining the rest. 'Here we are. eh!?' Bruce smirked over at the lying dead beefs. The house seemed to collapse on them, but they ran outside saving their lives and leaving whatever left behind. Later then, they found themselves back on a sailing ship which Bruce had found at the end of the block where there was the ocean which led to the Atlantic. They took it and found themselves back on the waves of the high sea again.