Chandler and I left our homes and met up half way in Hell City to decide what to do. As I was speaking of what we should do I couldn't help but notice the sparkle in her blue eyes. When I was finished with my plan she told me her plan and we combined the two.
The plan called for several things. First, we would need to recruit some of our friends around the world of the dead. Second, we needed an army. Third, we needed supplies. Last but not least, we needed a miracle.
We travel the World of the Dead and found our 4 friends. When we were all assembled, we put our plans into action. We came upon Reaper Cruiser Ships (RCS), which were full of cargo, getting ready to be shipped to Hell City. Chandler, our friends, and I quietly invaded the boat and slowly took down everyone on the ship and eventually stole the ship. We sailed it 20 miles south of Hell City. That was where we would set up our home base.
The army wasn't all that hard to get. We secretly went to Hell City and recruited people who were against my father's and the devil's plan to take over all of the World of the Dead. We told them where to meet to discuss what would be happening and what is to come. Everyone gathered at the set location and I spoke to them of the mission. All the while, Chandler still glared at me with the same eyes as when she was listening to me in Hell City.
The next two or three days were quiet. But alas, nothing is ever quiet for long. We went to bed one night and we were ambushed. They dragged me out of my tent and I saw that they had everyone caught. They started to drag each of us in separate directions and I saw Chandler reaching out for me. I reached out to her but to no avail.
And now I'm here... In this God forsaken fate worse than Hell, listening to the repeating of the cracking whips hitting the bodies of the damned and innocent. I would try to escape my Hell but alas they have created special shackles from which the strongest Reaper can't escape. I guess the best thing to do for now is be patient and wait.
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