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The First Agent

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The First Agent

The Mona Lisa

Afternoon, May 1st, 1507

"Leonardo run! The demons are attacking, the demons are attacking!" Screamed a lady. The demons were attacking Leonardo's hometown. The king of the demons, Zandaleous walked up to the house Leonardo was in and tried to kill him with his ax. Leonardo, possibly the greatest magician of all time, had painted the Mona Lisa with lots of magic in it. Leonardo shoved Zandaleous into the painting,  the king of the demons was now stuck inside of a painting. Leonardo used all of the power of the Mona Lisa to capture all of the demons. Leonardo had saved everyone, by capturing all of the demons.

Throughout time, demon after demon escaped the Mona Lisa, everyone but Zandaleous. Chupacabra For instance had escaped, but he was captured by Van Gogh, and placed into Starry Night. Once the Loch Ness monster escaped but was captured by Georges Seurat, and placed into the painting A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte.  When the siren escaped she was placed into the painting The Scream. Dracula escaped, but got captured and placed into the painting, American Gothic. Finally, the right hand man of Zandaleous, the Bogeyman escaped but got placed into Bridge over Pond of Water.

Eventually, all the paintings got separated and hidden. In hope the 5 paintings would never get put together. If they got together, they would merge into the Mona Lisa and Zandaleous would come out with all of the demons, and destroy the world.

The Mission

Morning, April 10th, 1912

Today's the day, I thought. I was just boarding the Titanic,the 'cargo ship'. Although I and everyone else on that ship knew it was not really a cargo ship. It was the best war boat ever to set sail. The war boat was owned by the company, NHM (National Hiders of Magic). NHM was a company ran by the government that made sure that no one knew b about magic. NHM was hidden from the public, not very many people knew about it, only the employees really knew about it. To the public NHM was just a computer company. NHM was located in Chicago, (if it were in Washington D.C., it would raise too many questions). My name is Steph Bergnuff and I have been working for the NHM for about 12 years now. Last week my boss called me into his office. He told me about all the paintings, and how bad it would be if the paintings got together. He then told me to round up a team of agents and track down the paintings. So the next day I gathered all the agents. Pete Campbell, Bill Howell, Simon Waldo, Russell Levanger, Anthony Jenkins, and Kyle Ramos. My boss also told me that I would be taking the Titanic, the best warship, known to man. And now, as I'm walking onto the ship, I realize how crazy this is.

Dracula

Evening, April 11th, 1912

"Men," I called from the steering wheel. All the guys look ready for action.

"We have discovered our first painting, it is on the island Alcatraz. The painting the monster is in is American Gothic. I think the demon, inside of the painting is Dracula, the vampire." Bill's eyes went huge, when he heard that. He started to walk out but Anthony stopped him.

"Now remember we do not want to kill him. If he dies he just returns to the painting. We want them alive and we are going to keep them in the jail on our ship. Remember do not kill him. Now, this is what we are going to do. Me and Russell will go into the jail. Simon, Anthony, and Kyle. I want you outside the jail in case anything goes wrong." They all gave each other high fives.

"You are going to shoot this knockout gas at him. If that goes wrong, Bill will pound the island with artillery." Bill raised his fist, he looked proud to be in charge of artillery.

"Then Pete get the ship out of here. Only, bomb the island as a last resort." Bill's grin turned into a frown.

"Me and Russell will lure him out of the jail. Okay, good luck." Simon ran out of the room first shouting,

"Let's go get him!" He shouted. We all got onto the boarding boat, and we drove towards the island. We looked back and saw the Titanic parked in the San Francisco Bay.

We got onto to the island, and me and Russell walked into the prison. We put on our headlamps and searched the building. About, half an hour later, in the last cell, laid the painting, American Gothic. It was really dark in the cell. I talked to Russell and reviewed the plan. I was going to touch the painting, Dracula would come out, Russell would flash him with a spotlight. We figured out that vampires did not like light. Then we would run outside, and the guys outside would gas him. I signaled Russell, and he motioned he was ready. I put my hand on the painting... Something black and big, flew out of the painting with incredible speed. It flew right towards Russell, but he was not ready. Russell fell towards the ground. I opened the door and ran outside. I ran behind the turret where the agents were. We waited, our hearts were pounding. We heard banging coming from the inside. We waited for about 45 minutes. Then it hit me, Russell wasn't coming out.

The door creaked open, and Dracula walked out. He was about 15 feet tall, and had pale white skin. He had short black hair. He was not your standard vampire, he held two swords, that did not friendly. Derek threw a gas bomb, but Dracula produced wings from under his cape, and flew into the air. He swooped down and grabbed me. He picked me up and flew into the sky. I was really high and then he dropped me. I fell for a while, but then grabbed the top of the tallest spire holding up the Golden Gate Bridge, I pulled myself on top of the spire. Dracula flew up to the top of the spire and began flapping his huge wings. The wind that came from the wings made me fall backwards. I would have fallen if a helicopter hadn't flown up in time.  A giant gun came out of the helicopter and began shooting Dracula. I tried to signal them to stop since we needed him alive. But then the Titanic shot some artillery,at the helicopter, the helicopter, Dracula, and I all fell onto the bridge underneath us.

Now, there's lots of traffic, in San Francisco, so the bridge was busy. We startled and destroyed lots  of cars. All the people in the cars got out and ran the other way. Guess I can't blame them. I thought. But man did my back hurt I mean I just fell of the top of Golden Gate bridge, and to land on what. A comfy burning helicopter, not the greatest landing.

A couple lanes away I saw Dracula getting up. I sort of staggered my way over to him. He stood up and he threw a knife at me, I dived out of the way behind an empty car. Nice to know, this guy has knifes too. Dracula marched towards me and he stood in front of me. He is so tall, remind me not to play basketball with him. His mouth was bleeding, and it looked like his wing was broken. He was about to stab me, but right before he got rammed with a semi truck.

Anthony who was 7'4, who actually had a chance of playing basketball with Dracula, jumped out of the driver seat on the truck. He began shooting Dracula with a pistol.

"Don't kill him!" I shouted. But it turned out to be all right, Dracula moved his wing in front of him. The bullets bounced off his wings. He grabbed the semi truck that rammed him. It was amazing when he lifted the truck over his head.

At that moment one of the mysterious figures from the helicopter came out from the wreckage. With a gun he shot the gas trailer on the semi truck and it exploded, unfortunately killing the first demon, we unlocked. I looked off the bridge and saw a boat of men going towards Alcatraz, they got the first painting. I looked over and saw the man who flew the helicopter. He had a beard and wore a bandana around his head. He glared at me, then jumped into the back of a pickup truck, and drove off, with Anthony chasing after them. These guys were are rivals.

The Loch Ness Monster

Morning, April 12th, 1912

"Alright, boys are next monster, should be a bit easier. We will be facing the dreaded Loch Ness monster." I said walking into the dining area. Everyone looked sad about losing Russell, no one wanted to die by the Loch Ness Monster. All night the Titanic had traveled to Angel Falls, in South America. We were parked under the magnificent waterfall, in the Titanic.

"Here's the plan," I said,

"Four of us will climb up to the top of the falls, the rest stay down here. If the monster somehow gets loose, I want you blow it with gas and knock it unconscious. Then we will put the creature in our jail. Let's go! Me, Pete, Bill, and Anthony, hiked to the top of the waterfall. We found the cave behind the waterfall, where the painting was supposedly hidden. We walked into the cave and saw the painting, A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte. They walked into the cave and approached the painting. Bill and Pete got into position behind gas machines. The plan was: I would touch the painting, the monster would come out, Bill and Pete would shoot knock out gas at it, I would jump behind the defensive line. If all that went wrong ... Anthony at the entrance of the cave with a very big machine gun. We finished up the spiked wall that Pete and Bill were behind, and I walked towards the painting. I touched the painting and a familiar feeling came over me. It felt like a cold wind going through me, all going dark, and hearing strange noises and then something very big fly at you very fast, this is what summoning a demon felt like. The moment that big thing hit me, I fell through the ground the entire cave fell into the river below. You would think that I would be pretty scared about falling from the world's tallest waterfall, but actually I was more scared about the Loch Ness monster escaping into his natural element: water. I was falling through the waterfall until I hit the water at the bottom HARD. I couldn't see because of all the water around me, but I could feel something very scaly rub against my back. Whatever it was lifted me out of the water. When I could finally see, I could tell I was on the back of the Loch Ness a Monster, and it was terrifying. It was about 20 ft. long and it had green scales, it had a 10 ft. long neck. It had a diamond shaped head, like a rattlesnake. It had plain white eyes, and it had long teeth. Poison dripped from its fangs. It was a nightmare come true. The Loch Ness Monster lurched forward towards the Titanic, and I held on as tight as I could. Kyle stood on the Titanic with a gun but would not should, because I was on the monster. A helicopter flew by, shooting at the Loch Ness monster, then it made sense. That helicopter had blown up the cave. The man manning the controls was the bearded man who had tried to kill me on the San Francisco bridge. He flew the helicopter past us shooting at the Loch Ness Monster. If they killed this monster, then the monster would return to the painting. If it returned to the painting, the men in the helicopter could take the painting. If they got all the paintings they could put them together to create the Mona Lisa. If the Mona Lisa got created it would release Zandaealeous, the king of the demons. He would lead the rest of the demons to take over the world. The men in the helicopter had already taken American Gothic, I couldn’t let them afford to take another painting. I cruised down the river on the back of the Loch Ness Monster, chasing after the Titanic. I somehow managed to stand up on the back of the Loch Ness Monster, Kyle who stood on the back of the Titanic threw a rope towards me. I dove off the monster to grab the rope, and when I did, Kyle pulled me into the Titanic. I was on the back deck of the ship, and at the speed of a jet boat, the Titanic sped off. Now this was an interesting site, the Loch Ness Monster was trailing right behind us, and there was a helicopter shooting missiles at me. This was weird! Kyle jumped into one of the big artillery launchers and shot bombs the size of cars at the helicopter. One of the times Kyle fired it the tail of the helicopter and it went spinning to the ground. Now we just had the Loch Ness Monster to deal with, we wanted to capture it, but not kill it. I grabbed one of the big whale harpoon, and tied a rope to the harpoon. I then fired the harpoon. It landed in,the neck of the monster, and it roared in pain. I yelled at everyone on board to help me pull it in. Everyone came, we all grabbed the role and started to pull. It was not easy, pulling in a 500 pound fish, that kept trying to escape. Finally we were able to pull the Loch Ness Monster out of the water, we almost had it on board. Unfortunately, a pickup truck came driving out of the jungle and was keeping up to us. A grappling hook came out from the bed, aimed, fired, it landed in the Titanic's side. The beaded man, grabbed the rope and began climbing it too the Titanic. He finally made it on board. We would have stopped him but we were dealing with the Loch Ness Monster. He climbed on board and pulled out of his pocket a grenade. He threw it, and the Loch Ness Monster snatched it with his mouth. Before the monster realized his fatal mistake the bearded man pulled out the detonator and pressed it. The Loch Ness Monster blew up.

"You," I said turning towards him, I was so mad at him. He killed both monsters, and I don't think he would mind killing me.

"My name is James Murray, and I am afraid I can't let you unlock and more monsters. Don't you see we have to many problems in this world. I will unleash Zandaleous and the will wipe this world out. He will start a new empire, longer than any empire that this world's ever seen! Zandaleous will be crowned king, but..." He said stopping he was grabbing something in his pocket.

"You will not be there!" He pulled a pistol out of his pocket and fired it at me. The bullet would've nailed me, but unfortunately Kyle jumped in the way. Kyle fell to the ground. When I looked back up, James had jumped off the side of the boat and was swimming to the shore. He climbed into the back of the pickup truck. They drove off to the waterfall, where the painting had reappeared. In the back of the pickup truck was a painting. American Gothic. These men had gained two of the five paintings. My crew would have to work double time to get the paintings back.  We didn't know where these guys were taking the paintings. I watched this all from the Titanic, and I sent everybody out to search for the paintings. The rest of the day was a blur, we looked the entire rest of the day, but could not find the men or the paintings. We just had to beat them to the next painting.

Chupacabra

Noon, April 13th

The first thing that came to mind about our safari in Africa, was just how hot it was. It was so hot. The sun scorched down on us, and no matter what we did, the air conditioning would not get any colder. We traveled all night to get to the port of Mombasa. An city on the east coast of Africa. We rented jeeps and traveled all morning to get to Mt. Kilimanjaro. The painting Starry Night was supposedly hidden in the mountain. We hiked up to the top of the mountain, and at the very top, behind a boulder was the painting Starry Night. We carefully removed the painting and placed it into the opening. I then touched the painting and Chupacabra jumped out. Chupacabra was size of a great dane with long spikes sticking out of its back. It’s red eyes glowed with anger. The monster’s fangs were about the size of a pencil. Chupacabra lunged at me but luckily we were prepared. I jumped to the side, and the monster landed just past where I was standing. We had dug a large hole there, and placed a tarp on top. Chupacabra landed on the tarp and fell into the 10 ft deep hole. We had researched that Chupacabra was also a shapeshifter and could turn into any animal. Chupacabra turned into a falcon and dove out of the hole. Quick as lightning Anthony caught the bird in a bag, and immediately placed it next to knock out gas. The falcon then turned back into Chupacabra still unconscious. We placed the unconscious monster in a cage, and put the cage in the back of a jeep. We all celebrated because this was the actual first monster we had caught and drove off. We were cruising down the desert and then we saw trouble.

“Hey boss, that’s not what I think it is. Right?” Simon asked. Unfortunately something bad was flying towards us fast. It was a helicopter.

“Guys! We cannot let James and his crew get Chupacabra! We must fight to the death! Let’s get them!” I shouted. We drove full speed towards the helicopter. Then as usual something terrible happened. The helicopter launched a missile and it hit the ground right in front of my car. The missile exploded sending the car I was in into the air. We landed hard and Chupacabra’s cage busted open. He opened his red eyes and barked at me. He scrambled out of his cage and charged towards me. On his way to me he turned into a buffalo and attempted to head butt me. I dove out of the way. Chupacabra turned into a grizzly bear and swatted me to the ground. The grizzly bear stood over me and was about to make me Steph nuggets. But James blasted it the bear with a bazooka. The bear went flying across the field. The grizzly bear turned back into Chupacabra, and I could tell it was in pain. It limped away trying to escape. James aimed his bazooka at Chupacabra and aimed. He was about to fire but then Simon tackled James to the ground. James punched Simon and sent him scrambling away. If it came down to athleticism James would beat Simon. James pulled out his pistol and shot Simon. James had killed another one of my men. I charged at James. And he turned to fight me. We began to have a fistfight, me and James. James was at least 6’7 while I was 5’11. He grabbed me and threw me to the ground. He pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Chupacabra. He fired. He waved at the helicopter and it flew off to get the painting Starry Night. James sprinted off towards the mountain which was a mile away. He was a great athlete, so he had no problem running to the mountain where the helicopter was. He made it to the helicopter and they flew off with Starry Night. This enemy group had 3 of the 5 paintings.

The Siren

1:00 in the morning, April 14th

After the disaster in Africa my men were a mess. We were all heartbroken about losing Simon. He was our main scientist even if we caught another demon it would be impossible to contain it without Simon. He was in charge of making sure the demons stayed in the jail. We were all so sad. Now we had to go fight a Siren, whatever that was. Apparently she could sing and make us do things we usually wouldn't do. That would be difficult to fight. We were all in a train heading through the Alps in Switzerland. The Alps were so beautiful and I promised myself I would go back to the Alps on a vacation. But for some reason I felt like I would never see them again. I was very nervous about the Siren, but I was really scared about James. Every night I always had nightmares about James. How he had killed two of my men right in front of me. How he would have no problem shooting me. Every night I thought of him, and that murderous look in his eyes. I just had a feeling he would be back to finish us off. James wanted to unleash Zandaelous so that he could destroy the world. We had to stop James. The train finally pulled into the Paris, France station, and we got out. A familiar sight in the Paris skyline was the Eiffel Tower, our next painting. We took taxi's over to the giant tower, and took the elevator to the top. We went to the viewing point of the Eiffel Tower. We looked up way past the elevator and indented and camouflaged I to the tower was a safe. I don't how I knew this, but I knew the painting was in the safe. We out on climbing gear and climbed to the safe. Anthony put his hands around the safe and ripped it as easy as paper. Sure enough inside the safe was the painting The Scream. I could feel power radiating from the painting. And I knew this was the most powerful painting we have dealt with yet. My men signaled they were ready, and I pressed my hand against the painting. A wall of power sent me and my men down to the observation deck. You might think that would really hurt, but I've already fallen from the Golden State Bridge, and Angel Falls, this was nothing. When I looked up a woman was standing on the observation desk right in front of me. She was tall and skinny with red hair. Me, Anthony, Bill and Pete all got up. Bill pulled out a gun to fire but the demon said,

"No." Her voice was weird it sounded like three people saying it at once. And it was so commanding. Bill dropped the gun. She turned towards Anthony and said,

“Jump.” Anthony turned towards the railing of the observation deck and hurdled towards the ground. We had lost another one of our men. Bill pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the Siren but before he could do that, the Siren shouted at a man also at the observation deck.

“Destroy him!” The man charged towards Bill and did a flying tackle. He began rapidly punching Bill. Me and Pete both pulled the man away from Bill. We ran to the elevator and jumped in. It took us to the ground. We ran into the parking lot, and jumped into a car with the engine still on. It happened to be a Mercedes Benz one of the nicest cars in the world. It was a nice car. The elevator opened and the Siren and the man came sprinting out. The man punched the window of a car and opened the door, and climbed into the driver seat. The Siren jumped into the passenger seat. The Siren spoke a single word.

“Wake” the engine started to life. The man pressed his foot on the pedal and chased after us. I leveled the pedal and drove through the streets of Paris. Unfortunately, we were going against traffic. Cars were coming at us head on at 50 mph, and I had to quickly weave around them. I looked in the rearview mirror and saw the Siren also making her way through traffic, she must have used her magic, since cars were swerving out of her way. A French Police car pulled onto the main street which we were on and tried to get us to stop. Well isn’t this just great, I am going to get arrested by a French Policeman. How embarrassing! I thought. The passenger seat’s window of the Siren’s car rolled down and the Siren leaned out. She yelled something I couldn't understand, but the cop apparently did. He pulled out his gun and began shooting at us. I drove the car through the upcoming traffic. At that moment one of the cop’s bullets managed to hit the back window. Shattering glass all over Bill who was sitting the back. I cut across 5 lanes of traffic and pulled into a parking garage. The policeman and the Siren were both behind me. I accelerated up the ramps.  1st floor, 2nd floor, 3rd floor, 4th floor, 5th floor. Great, I had nowhere to go, the parking garage was only 5 stories tall. At this time we were on the roof of the parking garage. I drove as fast as the car would take me and drove right off the side of the roof. We were in the air for at least 10 seconds. We came crashing through the windows of a office building and began driving through a forest of cubicles. We went through a lot of walls. I looked back and saw that the Siren had made the jump too. And her car was trailing. I hooked a right, plowed through some doors, didn’t realize they said stairs, and the Mercedes Benz went crashing down the stairs. We plowed into a wall at a landing in the stairs, and the airbag came shooting into my face. The car was busted, I forcefully busted open the car door. I came out bleeding in many places, and saw that the other car did not come down the stairs. Since we came down a whole story there was an elevator on my right. The elevator opened and I am not kidding, I almost cried. James walked out of the elevator. He casually walked over to me and said,

“Why do you do this? Why can’t you see that I am always going to win? Why do you want to save this world? There are so many problems, wars, poverty, terrorists, hunger. Why do you want to save this? Don’t you see, Zandaeleous will wipe out everything, all of that. We can build a new world, one free of problems. Why don’t you join me? We can be heroes of the new world. Your family will be safe. You will be a hero.” I have to admit, that was pretty tempting. Being the hero of the world. Living in a society free of problems. But, there was only one problem with that. If Zandaeleous wiped out the world. He wouldn’t keep the promise of keeping us alive. He would kill us. I made my decision.

“Hey James, I won’t do that.” I said. James got furious.

“Fine. But if you don’t want to help the new world, then you can’t be in the new world.” He said. He pulled out his gun and fired directly at me. The bullet hit my chest and it was the most pain I have ever experienced in my entire life. I fell to the ground in complete agony. When James saw that I was dying, he walked away. As he was walking to the elevator he stopped and said.

"Hey forgot to mention, but the Siren is dead. We have 4 of the 5 paintings." He got into the elevator and went down. The next few hours were a blur, paramedics came in and rushed me to the hospital. That night as I lay I in the bed at the hospital, I watched the news. I was sad when I saw what was on it. Word had gotten around pretty fast that I ruined the office building. The news said that I would be placed under arrest for ruining property. Bill and Pete were put on probation and not allowed to leave Paris for two years. Our mission was ruined. James would get the last painting and unleash Zandaelous. We had let the world down. Later that night the French Police came and picked me up. They took me to court and the judge said I would be in jail for the rest of my life.

Jail Break

7:00 in the morning, April 14th

That night the police locked me up in jail. They put me in a jail cell. I sat in my jail cell with a crazy old man named Nicolaus. He sat there on the bunk bed fumbling with a walkie talkie. He said to me in a French accent,

"Hey, we're getting out of here." I looked at him confused.

"We are going to break out of this jail." He said.

"How?" I asked.

"Well, I've broken out of 20 different jails, I can get us out of this one." He said confidently.

"How do we do it" I asked. And then he told me his plan. The next day all of the prisoners were gathered in the cafeteria eating breakfast. And then our plan unfolded. Nicolaus made a big deal of standing up and then falling to the ground. He was pretending to be having a heart attack.

"Chest pains! Chest pains!" He shouted. Two delivery men who were delivering some packages, ran over to help Nicolaus. They carried him over to the medic room. That left the packages unattended. I sprinted over to the packages and dumped all the contents out. The packages were away from the cameras. Now that the box was empty, I jumped into it and shut the lid. Later the two delivery men came back. They pushed the box with me in it into the control room. The control room was where a policeman monitored all the cameras. I waited in the box until I heard the policeman monitoring the cameras got up and said,

"Donut, oui oui!" And he hurried out of the room. I jumped out of the box, grabbed the chair, and pinned it against the door. Locking the policeman out of the control room. I had full access to the police station. I pressed the alarm button and several alarms went off.

"Prisoners! Return to your cells!" I shouted into the intercom. I watched on the cameras as the prisoners returned to their cells. I pressed the lock button and all the cells locked. The prisoners were locked inside of their cells. I shouted into the intercom again.

"Policemen, all of you go to the conference room. I watched on the cameras as all of the policemen ran into the conference room. I pressed the lock button. All of the policemen were locked in the conference room. When the policemen realized they were locked in the conference room, they began pounding on the windows and doors. I grabbed some keys off a hook, and walked down to the medic room. I unlocked the door and Nicolaus walked out.

"Hey. Nice acting." I said to him.

"Yeah. Well, we're out of here!" He said excitedly. We walked out of the jail, the police pounding on the windows. We walked up some stairs and onto the roof. I put the keys into the ignition of the helicopter, and the engine started to life. I knew how to fly a helicopter and I lifted us into the air. We flew over Paris and landed at the hotel that Bill and Pete were staying in. I shouted into the microphone on the helicopter,

"Bill Howell, and Pete Campbell, come outside immediately!" Bill and Pete came out and jumped on to the helicopter. We flew off to the port in Switzerland where the Titanic was anchored. We landed said goodbye to Nicolaus, got into the Titanic and went searching for the next painting.

The Bogeyman

1:00 in the morning, April 15th

We and started off with 7 of us, now we just have 4. I can't even comprehend how sad I would be if I lost another one of my men.

"Hey Joe, land ahoy!" Shouted Pete from the controls. I went to the top deck and saw land. We had made it to Asia.

"Prepare to dock!" I shouted. The Chinese Coast Guard came over and Bill told them in Chinese that we were working for the American Government. They happily let us in after that. We hired a pilot to take us to the Great Wall of China where the painting Bridge Over Pond Of Water was hidden. We boarded the private plane and flew two hours to the Great Wall. We spent a few more hours searching the Great Wall of China, until we finally found it, the painting Bridge Over Pond of Water. We got into position. Poison gas launchers around me. We all had gas mask on. I signaled them and we were ready. I pressed my hand on the painting, and a different feeling came over me. Instead of feeling like a cold wind going through me, all going dark, and hearing weird noises, this time I felt happy. I wanted to go into the painting, I just knew I would be happier inside the painting. But in the back of the mind, I remembered something that I researched about this monster. The Bogeyman didn't kill people like the other monsters did, this monster tested all of the minds of the people opening the painting. Not only was I putting myself in danger, I was risking Bill and Pete's life. You had to have a worthy mind in order to open this painting. Those who weren't worthy wild die by opening this painting. I turned around and saw Bill dying. All this smoke was going around Bill, he was screaming, the smoke was killing him. The smoke was coming from the painting. Finally, the smoke consumed Bill. When the smoke blew away, all that was left was a skeleton. The smoke flew into the painting and something, more like someone came out, it was the Bogeyman. He was about 7 feet tall, with pitch black hair. He wore black robes, and he was barefooted. He spoke in a smooth voice.

"Well, isn't this a rare occasion. Two of you are worthy. One of you was not. Since you are worthy, I won't go down without a fight. Take me." We pulled out some handcuffs and handcuffed him. We took him to the plane, wondering why he went down so easy. The pilot seem a little confused why we were bringing an extra person, but he flew us back to the Titanic. We were a little concerned why James hadn't attacked us, but we just thought maybe he didn't know where the painting was.

Well that was another problem we had no idea where to go. Me and Pete were discussing this, and the Bogeyman spoke up.

"Sorry to interrupt you, but if you are wondering where James and his crew are, I know." Me and Pete looked at each other.

"Where are they?" Pete asked.

"They are in Antarctica. Waiting the arrival of Zandaelous. They have 4 of the 5 paintings, that might be enough to raise Zandaelous. If I were you I would rush down there right now and try to stop them. You have a nice battleship. You might be able to stop them." Me and Pete discussed this, we came to an agreement. I said to the Bogeyman.

"OK, show us where to find James Murray."

Zandaelous

3:00 in the afternoon, April 15th

We approached the coast of the frozen continent Antarctica, and our hearts were pounding. If Zandaelous was unleashed it was game over. Zandaelous and his demons would conquer the world. The massive Titanic plowed through all the ice, and we were going pretty fast. We plowed through the frozen continent, until 11:00. We had reached the South Pole. James’s men had made a fortress in all the snow, I could spot at least 100 men, several tanks, and 2 choppers. On the radar it showed the South Pole was several feet ahead. When I looked where it was, all 4 paintings were there. The paintings were set in a circle around the Southernmost part of the world. In front of and behind the circles were two rugs laying on the snow. We plowed all our way to the base camp. We heard a voice come through our radio, and I immediately recognized it. James.

“Please surrender your ship. You are surrounded by tanks with highly engineered nuclear missiles. It would take 2 of these missiles to sink your ship. You are surrounded by 18 of these tanks, and two helicopters. If I were

you I would not attack. Steph, get out of your ship and talk to me. Leave all your men on your ship. Come.” I hit the door button and released the ramp, I walked out into the freezing cold. I walked to the base camp, and James walked out of one of the tents. Two men came out behind him, both armed. I had no weapons.

“Steph. You are about to witness the demons overcome humanity. All by releasing Zandaleous. I couldn't have done it without you.” He laughed. I immediately thought what is he talking about.

“What do you mean release Zandaleous. You don’t have all the paintings. We have the Bogeyman captive on our ship, you can’t release Zandaleous unless you go to China and get the painting. James just smiled.

“No. That is not how it works. You do know that the Bogeyman was the right hand man of Zandaleous. You don’t have to have the painting of the Bogeyman to release Zandaleous, we need the Bogeyman alive.” Right there my heart sunk. We had brought the Bogeyman to him.

“Oh there he is now.” James said. I turned around and saw Pete being carried by 2 of James men. Pete was bleeding from his stomach.

“Ah James. I knew that phony jail in that ship could never hold me. I broke out and gave Pete a visit. Now shall we get on with releasing Zandaleous?” The Bogeyman asked.

“Yes sir.” James responded though his voice was quivering. That was weird James almost seemed scared. James walked into his tent and came out with 2 items. The painting the Mona Lisa, and a giant axe. I don’t know how I knew, but I immediately knew that that axe belonged to Zandaleous. James handed the axe and painting to the Bogeyman. He walked over to the South Pole, and threw the axe into the snow. Exactly where the South Pole was. He propped the painting up against the axe. Two of James’s men grabbed me and pulled me back.

“History will be made right here. No wait all history will be wiped out forever! Zandaleous will wipe this world clean! We will build a new empire! Led by the only true king, Zandaleous!” The Bogeyman shouted. He walked over to the back rug and kneeled on it. James walked over to the first rug and stood on it. And then James began to sing. I was a little bit surprised when James started singing. James started singing in a language I’ve never heard. Somehow I knew that was the language of the demons. The Mona Lisa started to glow, and all of the other paintings started to dull, the paintings were losing color. James finished his song and fell to the ground exhausted. Starry Night, The Scream, American Gothic, A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte all started to smoke. The paintings were turning into smoke. All this smoke flew into the glowing Mona Lisa, and the Mona Lisa began to bright to look at.

“LET ME OUT! I AM KING!” A deep voice shouted from the prison. The Bogeyman walked in front of the painting and pressed both hands on it. A flash of light happened and the Bogeyman was gone. A huge storm cloud appeared over us. A bolt of lightning struck the Mona Lisa. The prison opened. The Mona Lisa was no longer a painting it was like looking into a spotlight. A figure stepped out of the prison, Zandaleous. Zandaleous walked out of light and then I got my first look at the demon king. Zandaleous was about 7 feet tall, with dark brown skin and purple stripes. His skin was scaly like an alligator. The only thing he wore was a loincloth, and a necklace. When I looked at his necklace I realized they were beads. Beads of all his victims, and there were hundreds of beads. He had two bull horns coming out of the top of his head. He had a humanoid shape. He walked over to the massive axe and plucked it out of the snow.

“Finally. I have waited centuries in that jail for this moment. The moment where I can prove that I am king. I can’t believe how much this world has changed. And it’s all because of Leonardo Da Vinci. He is the one that started the Renaissance Era, where people suddenly did new things. Leonardo Da Vinci is the one that trapped me in that jail for centuries. Everything that is based off him MUST be destroyed. Well it seems that the whole world has grown off the Renaissance, I must destroy the WORLD!” Zandaleous turned and looked at me,

“And nothing is going to get in my way.” Zandaleous started swinging his axe in the air. He aimed his axe at me and shot a bolt of lightning at me. The lightning would have nailed me, but it somehow got blocked. Pete was standing in front of me holding a long stick. Not a long stick a staff.

“Leonardo. This is where you’ve been hiding. I have been waiting for this moment for a long time!” Zandaleous shouted.

Leonardo? I thought. Why did Zandaleous just Pete Leonardo? Leonardo has been dead for hundreds of years. So why did Zandaleous think that Pete was Leonardo?

“Zandaleous. I was hoping my prison would hold you longer. Well, I’ve beat you before, I’ll do it again.” Leonardo said. Leonardo Da Vinci charged into battle against Zandaleous.

“Demons! Destroy them!” Zandaleous shouted. The Bogeyman, The Siren, The Loch Ness Monster, Chupacabra, and Dracula came flying out of the prison. The Loch Ness broke a hole through the ice and swam under. He came through the ice right where I was standing previously, I ran away from the monster. Dracula got airborne and flew in the air and dived after me. I barely ducked in time as Dracula soared over my head. Leonardo/Pete was launching fire out of his staff at Zandaleous. Zandaleous blocked the strike and returned it with a bolt of lightning. The lightning hit Leonardo and he stumbled backwards. Leonardo Da Vinci was losing. I could tell that each time Leonardo used magic he got more and more tired. Finally, he used his final bit of magic and collapsed to the ground.

“Oh wow. Leonardo you’ve gotten old!” Zandaleous said. He walked over to where Leonardo was kneeling and held the axe above his head. He lifted it up and began to swing down but before he could hit him he was blasted off his feet. An explosion had happened right before Zandaleous could kill Leonardo. I turn to see where the explosion had come from and saw James standing on a tank aimed at Zandaleous.

“Hey you! How ‘bout you mess with someone your own size!” James shouted.

“Like you?” Zandaleous snarled. He aimed his axe at the tank and fired a bolt of lightning. The caused the tank to explode but James jumped off just in time. James sprinted towards Zandaleous and engaged in a fist fight with the demon king. Between punches he yelled to me.

“Steph! … Get in my helicopter … I think you will be able to blast Zandaleous back into the painting! … The prison is still open … We can put Zandaleous back …” I ran through the snow to James’s helicopter, with Chupacabra in the form of a polar bear chasing after me. When James’s men saw me, they pulled out their guns and fired. I waited for a bullet to hit me, but it never did. I opened my eyes and saw that they were shooting at the demons. I jumped into James’s helicopter and got it airborne. I flew in the air and got the gun on it to line up with Zandaleous. James had pushed Zandaleous all the way back to the Mona Lisa. James was about to knock the demon in, but then Zandaleous hit James with his axe. James’s fell to the ground. I knew it was now or never, so I opened fire. The powerful gun knocked Zandaleous off his feet, and he desperately threw his axe. As he was knocked off his feet he fell backward into the prison. Leonardo jumped up, used magic, and sealed the prison shut. All the demons turned into dust and they flew into the Mona Lisa. All the demons were captured once again. As for the axe he desperately threw, it hit the tail end of the helicopter I was in. I immediately ejected out of the helicopter and landed in the snow. The helicopter spun out of control and crashed into the Titanic. Water poured into the ship, and within half an hour the magnificent war boat was under the ice. I ran over to James who was bleeding really bad, and I knelt down next to him.

“Did … Did we win?” James asked coughing.

“Yes. You made the final difference. You will be remember as a hero.”
“I never really wanted Zandaleous to conquer the world. He was in my head, I couldn’t control myself. I’m sorry.” James whispered. He coughed some more, and closed his eyes. I stood up and walked over to Leonardo.

“So you’re the amazing Leonardo Da Vinci?” I asked.

“Yes. I joined your crew because I knew you could stop Zandaleous.” He responded.

“Well that we did.” I said. I heard a noise and turned and saw at least a dozen helicopters flying towards us. These were helicopters that I recognized, NHM. My company was coming to pick us up, we were safe. I turned to talk to Leonardo but he was gone. Just then a helicopter hovered above me, and dropped a rope ladder. I climbed up, into safety. The Titanic had saved the world.