South Trila
"A newspaper from 72 years ago, marking the first issue of the Trilan Newspaper. That'll be 100,000 dollars."
"I'm not giving you 100,000 for a puny newspaper issue! You're a bitch!" Suddenly, two buff men entered the dark room the negotiation took place in, both holding guns to the man's head. "This is The Gang Of Rebels, the second-highest ranking gang in the entire world. If you don't listen to us, we'll take you hostage and put you through human trafficking."
The other man smiled. "Let's just settle this with a simple game, shall we? I will hide 100 Trilan dollars in a cup - if you guess it right, I'll give you the money - if you don't, you will die right here and now. Before he could finish negotiating, however, the two guards broke their silence. "You think you're strong? Halloween just passed, you don't need to be all 'this is my final form'! You're the bitch here!"
Suddenly, the man that was insulted handed the two bodyguards a card. Glancing at the card, all they saw was a rope - a single rope. But in a matter of seconds, they were tied up. "Let's continue, shall we?"
72 years ago, a new land was publicly ready to be established, also known as the Land Of Trila. After an unexpected encounter with an entity 30 years into its established existence, however, the founder of Trila died unexpectedly, being avenged by Uma Sahua, who was arguably the worst president of the land. Although the allegations still resurface and nobody knows the truth about what is currently happening on the islands and dangerous waters of Turia, Kevin and his friends plan to get to the bottom of this situation. Will they be able to get to the bottom of the allegations casted on Uma, or would they die on the islands? This is ENTITY VOLUME 9: LAND OF TRILA; PART 1.
Kevin and his friends have finally gotten to the Land Of Trila shore, starting a dangerous mission that they would have to undergo. After sealing the failed entity 13939 and meeting Noah and Kyle, they have grown their forces significantly since leaving home - but the question still stands. Will they stand victorious, or will they pay Uma Sahua with their lives? This is ENTITY: Land Of Trila, Part 1.
The Gang Of Rebels
"Pick a cup - now." the mysterious man muttered, showing his hands and pockets. "I don't have the money in the pocket, so don't think I'm cheating - remember, this is either life or death for you."
The blue-haired salesman winced as he continued to look at the cups. "If I die, the gang will fall into peril. If I guess right, we'll gain enough money to completely wipe Turia off the map so all government personnel will die." he thought to himself. Looking at one singular cup, he flicked it across the table. "I pick this one!" he exclaimed.
The card man sighed, holding up a flintlock. "You guessed wrong. Try again in your next life." he said, shooting through the man's hair.
RAUL, THE MAN OF CARDS
As Raul smiled, he snatched the newspaper from the hands of the gang sneakily before making his grand escape out of the window. "Don't worry - if I'm ever feeling generous, I'm able to revive you with another clever trick of mine! Now, Teleportation Palooza!" he exclaimed, completely disappearing from the face of the building.
12:36 PM - The Grand Sarina Hotel
In the capital of the Land Of Trila at one of the best hotels in the world, named The Grand Sarina Hotel. Although Trila was currently under the forces of evil, however, it continued to be one of the best (and most expensive) hotels to the current day - little did everyone know two celebrities would be stepping in… right now.
"Table for two, please." Alex exclaimed across the room. "This is a restaurant, dumbass!" Michael exclaimed, punching Alex in the face. "Maybe try to read the signs - you see the giant chandelier, the rooms, and the fancy water fountain and pool!"
Alex rubbed his blouse, looking at the concierge's bloodshot eyes. "Room for two - Miguel Tantarana, and Gerald Rom-"
Michael covered Alex's mouth. "Room for just two, please." he exclaimed, looking at Alex in disappointment. "You almost gave us away! Everyone here probably knows about Team ENTITY, so try to lock in on the name-calling for once!"
The clock had now struck 12:41 PM. Both Alex and Michael had finally arrived at their rooms on the 12th floor. "So, this is where our hideout's gonna be?" Alex asked, looking down at all the floors through a glass window. Unlocking the door and going with the plan swiftly, Michael looked at Alex. "Yes - this is going to be our hideout until we gain more data and get to Turia. We didn't make a checkout date and only have about 1000 Trilan dollars, so we have to be responsible and create a budget. I've conserved about 400 for food, 50 for clothing replacement, 50 for transportation if we need it, 50 for entertainment, and the other 450 for the hotel reservation.
"What about cigarette money?" Alex asked, counting all the money Michael had. "You're only thirteen - you can live at least a few weeks without lighting a single cigar." Alex groaned in both stress and lack of sleep. "I'm going to sleep - you can leave me here and buzz off somewhere else."
Michael rolled his eyes. "Okay, then…"