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Puzzle Pirates 1: Journy to Atlantis
*Devil, Andy, and Barron In Atlantis*

All around was just war. Bleeding, messes, weapeons, and dark water. It was so silent as Devil, Andy, and Barron made their way around the old cidital. There were bodies barried in their deaths and small crabs watching...remebering. Maybe they'd be thinking, it'll happen agian. Because when people come in, they usualy do not see them come out.
Devil still had a blank stupid look on her face. Andy looked like killing somebody and barron closed his eye's in respect for the dead bodies that lay beneth his feet.
Devil reverted her eyes to a women flat on her back looking up at the cold Atlantean skys. There was a trikeon through her chest, and a dagger lying next to her arm. It was a bloody terrible site but its not like Devil hadnt seen it before.
"This war.." Andy said and Devil and Barron looked at him, "This war needs to end." Devil looked back at the womans body, and small strong tears rolled down her face, her blank stupid looking face.


Puzzle Pirates 2 : Atlantean Ore
*Old apothic tells devil about Joan*

The old guy put the little bottle of the ore up to his wrickeling face and mumbled to himself as he wrote somethings down into a book. Devil looked at the bookself and took out a book. She fliped through the pages and then put it back. Andy looked over and shook his head telling her not to touch anything.
"Well, er here u got some ore.." he said, but they alreayd knew that.
"Aye..." said Andy,"From Atlantis?"
"Well its hard to tell with all this dirt all over it, but yes i suppose the aqua color gives it away." Andy was geting a bit irritated with the point-out-the-obvious-man.
"Erhm" he lifted his glasses and looked at it closer, "I bet Joan could figure it out..."
Andy lifted his head, Joan? He then lifted both eyebrows and nodded his head. Devil looked over cioursly and asked, "Joan?"
"Aye.." the old man replied, "She's a master."
"Then we'll go there." Devil decided. Andy, who had been looking at something droped it and tried to pick it up but ended shattering some glass.
"Careful!" exclaimed the old man. Devil lifted an eyebrow,"There something wrong with Joan?"
"Well...erh.." the old man closed his notes, "She's a bit...well..."
"A whore!" evoked a voice from the back room and an old lady with short white hair and wrinkely skin in an apran and little boots. She didn't sound like the most pleasent lady,"A strumpet! She's a sinner, probaly a prositute no doubt!" She came around the corner with a bowl of something that smelled like dirt and dead bodies.
"Hah! trust me, she been with more men then Zuez been with women. I kept this one as far away from her place on Terra as much as possible," she hit the old man with a spoon and he flinched and rubed his arm. Devil wasnt so sure of this story.



Puzzle Pirates 3: Cage's Demonic Revenge
*Devil and Cage save Joan*
It was dark. Quiet. Not a time a women should be walking alone by herslef at night. With the exception of Devil.
Joan was walking back to her apothories shop after a long day of foraging trying to find the right mix for a perfume she was making for Devil. She carried a basket of something in her hands and you could hear her footsteps on the ruged ground. There were some noises around but only sounded like animals.
About a half mile away was Devil. She was also walking to Joan's apoth to surprise her. As if she would of ever done that a few months ago. She had a rose in her hand.
Joan suddenly stoped picking up some things she had droped. As she bend over some more things droped and she got a bit irritated. She put everything down and pick it all up, placing it in the basket.
There was some loud noises of breathing suddenly and Joan looked around.
"Hoy there," a strange man steped out of the darkness. He had grey hair and a prickely beard. He also held a brown paper bag with something in it. He took a sip. Then behind him came another man, skinnier and younger looking.
"Ah, ahoy," he said and stumbled. Joan didnt say anything and picked up her stuff and tried to just walk away. They steped in front of her,"Hery, where ye going?"
On the other side Devil was walking quietly by herself, untill there was a smoke of grey and there was no other then Cage.
He laughed,"Aww, who the rose for?" he asked. Devil gave him a dirty get-lost look and continued walking.
"I'm guessing it's not for me, a shame.." he said to annoy Devil. She continued to ignoor him and he walked beside her like they were together. He tried to say something agian, "You kn-" Devil interupted, "Its not your time nor place to be around here, i suggest you-" There was a sudden scream. Devil looked over and recgonized the voice of Joan. Devil ran. Cage fallowed.
"Come on beautiful," Joan was backed up against a house and the two men were messing with her. One put his hand on her arm and she took a swing at him and he backed off.
"Joan!" Devil exclaimed and the two men turned around and looked at her.
"Devil..." whispered Joan. Devil took out her sword and behind her Cage did as well. She looked at the men threatening them. One ran off and the other seemed like he wanted to fight. Devil's eyes turned yellow for a second. The man got out a sword and drunk he threw his sword around dangerously. Cage got behind him and grabed his head. Devil looked at him with out a thanks and went over to Joan.
"You alright?" she asked as she helped her. She nodded and Devil kissed her forhead. Behind Cage took the mans head and twisted it to make a cracking sound and put his body down to pretent he didn't kill him. Cage steped over near Devil and Joan and looked at Joan with a blank face.
Joan looked at all his drawing features. His slick black hair, buff chest, and blue eyes. His skin was smooth and he looked like a chromed prince.
Devil looked at Joan who had lost herself in Cage and lifted an eyebrow.

Puzzle Pirates 4: Freeing the Souls
*Whiteblood Enlightens Devil*

Devil began to breathe a little heavier. Feeling a new feeling, one she had never felt before. It wasnt like hate, or crying, it was more like love but still not that. She walked through the old building, looking at all the beautiful paintings, statues, and glass paintings.
"Ye like the place?" said White as she came beside her.
"I guess..yes..What is it?" she asked and turned to her.
Whiteblood smiled, "What ever ye may want it to be. But nothing bad."
She knoded her head. Yeah that's what it was, nothing bad..was that a new feeling?
There were rows of seating, all seemed to be looking up to some stairs and a table, with a cup, a basket, and some candles laying on it. Devil walked up the stairs exaiming the place. Then she looked up, and there was a statue hanging up on the wall of a man nailed too two peices of wood by his limbs.
"Who..?" Devil started.
"He's who ever you believe him to be." said White.
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Devil and White sat side byside in the seating, and it was silent but then White spoke up,"I spent my youth, my childhood, training for hours. Countless frases i had to memorise. To learn how the hell i was going to kill the devil's daughter. I thought it was my legacy, my destiny," she laughed a bit,"I had a belt of what was probaly 6 different weapons." She stoped for a bit and looked around. There were stone-glass windows of images of people and crosses.
"My youth...and then i remeber," she looked up into a skylight in the ceiling,"i was 17, it was Easter, sunday and of corse we were all here." White blood could see all the pictures and images of the peiple that were there around the church. And they slowly began to apear in her mind. Images in front of her, but Devil could not see them yet. She discribed where everyone was.
"I had my belt, which was my prize posetion back then. Like all kids my age, i showed it off to the Priest."
She saw herself going up to an old smiling man in green and white clothes and showed him her sword. The man laughed and lifted it and White discbied it,"And when he slid his figures across he cut his finger. I felt ashamed and used every apology in the book. Luckily it was only a small cut and he put his hands on my shoulder and told me it was okay."
Devil noded liking the story but said playfully,"Yer not trying to preach the devil out of me are ye?" she chuckled. White laughed,"No. But i'm not done." Devil nodded and White continued.
"He didn't whipe off the blood right away. He showed it to me." Devil lifted an eyebrow,"He said,'Whiteblood, the only time blood should be spilt in the name of the bible is when the word never becomes an exsisting time.' Then I knew. Everything i had learned. All those years of training. They were a waste of time," she chuckled,"Quiet frankley i was pissed..."