I suddely jumped from the breifcase top and looked to the rear of the ship, wooden top grasped in my hand. A massive ship, made from a hulk of bone, and tatered rags of black, with a, seemingly unoriginal, skull symbol contrasting against the black. They were catching up fast, inhumanly fast making us seem imobile. People began to panic, rushing to and fro on the deck of the boat, squeezing past eachother, without prevail, in the doorway to the bowels of the ship, screaming replaced the sound of the rushing air as Shanks crew worked quickly in evasive action against the still nearing pirates.
I lost sigh of my family as mobs of people rushed past, knocking me to the floor. The wooden top, seconds ago grasped in my hand, fell the the floor and in circular motions began being swept away. I crawled against the crowds of people towards the wooden top, being now the only connection to my family and my brother. As I reached towards the top, with outstretched fingers, a horrible deafening bellow hushed the crowd alowing me, to acheive my one and only goal at the moment.
I looked up to see a great bat winged beast, wearing a skull plate on its shoulder. His gaping mouth, relising the howl was encased in grotesque teeth. Even worst, he came with a partner. As he closed his mouth, the crowds stirred again, begining to rush towards to doors that lead aint the bowels of the ship. The demon, with one great beat of his massive wings, started rushing towards the center of the ship, with his wingman at his side. As they reached the mast, the obvious leader swept a group of people towards the right and threw who he could off the edge down towards the great cloudy abbys. His partner repeated his movments in the opposite direction.
I stared, frozen with fear at the amount of people lost to gods, knowing that if I were to move, it would be the end of me, knowing, that I, in the state and age I’m in, would be too weak to do any good. Knowing that I, in this situation am, uterly and completly….
Useless….
~~~ Relation: the didn’t really have anything to do with my character but it’s mainly for the sake of the story, yes, I know, maple island to victoria island is instintanious, but thats not the point. ~~~
wow, this is pretty good, good job thomas!
Oooh such tension! And so frequent, too! Your doing a sterlin job!
another good story keep it up
WORK OF ART! keeps you hanging on, somethin almost worth puttin in a movie, wizet should make one, u know startin as noobies, goin thier seperate ways, then rejoining so save the maple world, that would rock
Actually, I was gona write a fanfic about that. <<;;
Nice writing there. I can’t wait to see what class he’s gona be.
err, i think i mite think twice b4 goin 2 vic 0.0
you suck at writing you’re just jealous of anbu