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Re: Vatas Shadow Pridus: The Story
Chapter Eighty-Three: Speak of the Devil 3
Note: Well, here you go, the next chapter. Like I said earlier, I may not finish it today; it not, I'll wrap it up tomorrow. Just that, not really any other news. Anyways, let's begin this chapter...!!
"Who's this 'Fifth Machiavelli Famiglia Boss?'" Vatas immediately questioned, intrigued. Miranda in return said nothing, smiling broadly. "How about you answer my question first, dear?" she commented, ignoring his previous question. Vatas said nothing, as he then promptly set into an offensive stance.
"Sorry, vampire, but I don't play by your games." Vatas then commented, his eyes narrowed as he immediately sped forward at Miranda, his blade ready to strike.
Meanwhile, several dozen of thousand kilometers away from the Crossroads, an island laid in the raging vast blue seas. It had similarities to other islands, yet also had a distinctive difference: that island was also connected to two other islands, together making up a triangle. The bridges connecting the three islands weren't man-made, they were however created entirely out of earth that had been created a magma shower that too had created the three islands.
Another feature that the three islands had was that each island had a completely different climate temperature. The first island at the top was a cold temperature where snow would fall daily, along with some occasional harmless hail. The second island, the one at the bottom left of the island had a hot sunny climate, where a desert sat. And the last island, an island filled to the brick by amazon-style trees, had a tropical climate which rained nearly everyday.
The three islands, each connected, was known as the Tri-Cornerstone, a tourist attraction of both the regular variety as well as the more violent type, known otherwise as pirates. That was why this was also a hotspot for Marine forces and bounty forces alike.
Note: Sorry for the short chapter guys, I'm kinda at a writers' block right now.
As both tourists and inhabitants of the Tri-Cornerstone islands slowly drifted onto their hotel room beds and houses, the lights around the three islands began to dim, eventually shutting into pure darkness. The three islands was now in a pure slumber, as a harmony of snores emerged one after another.
However, the whole Tri-Cornerstone wasn't at rest. For in the top island which made the triangle, two figures stirred. As the two stood alone in a middle of a field filled with falling snow, they remained alerted, their eyes on one another. Snow drifted around them, as the temperature dampened from the loss of sunlight. Around the two figures were a set of large mountains, all rocky yet covered almost entirely by snow and ice.
"Yo, you got what I needed?" Patty Nero Bianchi asked, chilly. He was now dressed in a white fur coat with a hood, as well as pitch black pants. Underneath his white fur coat was a black tuxedo, accompanied with a loose white tie. As Patty glanced at his visitor in question, his curly, messy, light brown hair was visible in the heavy snow, which accompanied with his hazel eyes.
"Yup, dude." the other figure then replied, taking a step towards Patty. As he took a step forward, his features were revealed: he wore a black snow jacket which reached down to his ankles, where brown mountain boots were visible. However, his most distinctive feature was the large afro on his head. The young man wore snow goggles that covered his azure eyes, as well as weak smile. The young man had light brown skin.
"I got what you needed, dude." the young man murmured again, unveiling a large taped box in his gloved hands. Patty then smiled. "Good, Smithy." he muttered as the young man then grimaced in frustration. "I told you, dude, my name is Smith Y. Monevilla." Patty in return said, "It's all good, broski." and then promptly took the cardboard box from Smith.
"By the way, I heard your bounty increased." Smith mumbled, as Patty offered a curious look. "I hear it's ninety-nine million Beli now." Patty then groaned, as Smith glanced at him. "What's wrong?" Smith asked, as Patty then sighed.
"I was hoping my bounty would finally hit the hundred millions." Patty complained, saddened as Smith chuckled beneath his breath. Patty in reply then sighed. "Oh well..." he grumbled under his breath.
To be Continued..
Next Time..! A revealing of Three Pasts!
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