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Angels & Virtues; White Horses

YourTypicalPsycho
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2 professionals, 1 weapon of mass destruction, Numerous enemies, and a trip from Alaska to Antarctica. This will be interesting... ************************************************************ "The world up there in the mountains would have been engulfed in silence were it not for the howling and the roaring of the wind and the ground was submerged by the frost and the snow as Dominique Virtues aimed his Barrett.50 calibre sniper rifle and prepared to fire." After decades, the location of the "Vulcan's Ember" is revealed to "The World" and it's a race to get to Antarctica, by ship, whilst figuring out the location of the key that might possibly be in ONE of the cenotes in Mexico and fighting back sea monsters and winter's whispers. ************************************************************ (Very Vaguely based on Shackleton's expedition for obvious reasons and will give out HINTS of the Cthulhu Mythos and Lovecraftian horror)

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Chapter 1 - Introduction

Dear reader,

Hi. I won't waste your time here making long speeches or crap but to those who are actually reading this, I want to thank you lot for, well choosing to read this (I would have called this story something quite insulting but my ego shan't allow it) little tale.

Before I write anything more I must say that this story was written with help from a few of my friends

rianajordanhp, Author of 'Ruthless" (on Wattpad)

and

my classmate from Y8/grade 7, Sania

and

My numerous editors (people who pointed out a mistake when they asked if they could have a read)

I'm also on Wattpad if you'd like to check me out but without further delay let's get into the story.

Do enjoy!

Your_Typical_Psycho

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'"Sir," said I, "Or Madame, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping on my chamber door, That I was scarce was sure I heard you"- here I open wide the door;~~ Darkness there, nothing more.'

'The Raven' by Edgar Allan Poe