The Mysteries of Devil's Anvil

[CaptainMonkeys]

Well, I haven't really worked on any stories for a while, so here we are.
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Prologue

It was a dark day. The seas were choppier than ever. Mist swirled around the entire ocean, threatening to eat anything it could, to confuse sailors. No ships were brave enough to sail in this water. Whenever people tried to sail in a mist so thick, they get lost. Stranded. Gone. Even the Navy wasn't brave enough to set sail. Nor the EITC. A group of Navy Soldiers were stranded on an uninhabited island, except for one person who resides in a small grotto area. The soldiers were marching to that cave to arrest said person, when all of a sudden, a swirling cloud of mist surrounded the entire island. The soldiers couldn't even see a centimeter in front of them. Glancing around, one soldier saw a shadow in the distance, cutting through the mist. It was a ship. Unlike any ever seen on the seven seas. Soon enough, all the other soldiers noticed this strange ship, cutting through the mist quite easily, as a knife cuts through butter. The horde of soldiers didn't worry because "There is no way the inhabitants of said ship could see said island, supporting said person and said soldiers," said one soldier. The captain of the group of soldiers slapped that soldier for suggesting something so silly. "Only super seeing could see this forsaken island that holds the mysteries that we have heard." As the ship approached, the mist lightened and they could see the ship running aground easier than they cut through the water, rolling right over the sand straight at the soldiers! The soldiers loaded their bayonets and tried to shoot the ship. "Blast! The mist made our gunpowder wet!" yelled one soldier, dropping his bayonet and dashing off into the mist. The other soldiers cowered as well, except for the captain of the search party. "You cowards! Come back here!! If the general finds out, I'll be hung!" he ranted. "Aye, and that be what we want," said a mysterious shadow holding a pistol. He slowly pulled the trigger, pointing it straight as his the captain's heart. It hit dead-on, even though he tried to run away. He fell to his knees, then face-first into the sand. The shadowed figure motioned his hand, pointing at the dead captain and giant scorpions carried the body off to his ship. "Aye, my work here be done...." he muttered as he walked off.


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