A story by JessieLover and XxItS420SoMeWhErExX.
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Prologue
It was around midnight. It was dark and all the noises that were heard were from the heavy rain and the thunder which struck every now and then.
The only lights in the night were seen from a parked car. The man who owned it stepped out wearing a long black coat and a gray hat. He ran into the park, holding a book in his hand. A gold-colored, fairly big, old looking book. He stopped once he reached his destination. He kneeled down and dropped the book. He then started digging into the ground with his hands, as fast and deep as he could. His fingers were starting to bleed from all the pressure, but that didn't stop him. When he thought he'd gone far enough, he put the book in the ground and looked at it as the rain fell onto its cover.
"You took the only person I ever loved." a tear fell onto the book, mixing itself with the rain drops. The man threw dirt on it. "You're not going to take my freedom."
When he was done, he stood up viewed the spot he buried the book in for a few moments. He then walked back to his car and got in. He drove off thinking this was the end of it, but the truth was, it was far from over.
5 MONTHS LATER...
It was a sunny day at the park. The sun was burning on the skin of a green man named Muscle Man as he dug into the ground to plant the seeds his boss ordered him and his friend High Five Ghost to plant. He wiped away the sweat on his forehead.
"Hey Fives," said Muscle Man, "you know who else hates working on a day like this?"
"Your mom?" High Five Ghost asked flatly.
"No." Muscle Man pointed at himself. "MY MOM!" The ghost wanted to point out that was what he said, but it was no use. Not with Muscle Man. He would just say something that would result in a fight, and High Five Ghost didn't want to fight with his best friend. Muscle Man shot a glare at High Five Ghost for not laughing at his joke. "Whatever." he muttered under his breath then continued to dig with his small shovel. He then felt a strange object hit the shovel. "What the..?" He got down and started removing the dirt with his hands.
"Did you find something?" asked High Five Ghost, not bothering to turn around.
"Uhh.." Muscle Man said confusingly as he stared at the golden item that was yet to be revealed. "N-nothing! It was just a rock!" the greedy man said. He then started pulling the object out with force, managing to remove it from the ground. The object was revealed to be a book. He smirked and narrowed his eyes at it. "Nice." Muscle Man said to himself.
"What?" asked High Five Ghost, causing Muscle Man to flinch.
"Nothing!" Muscle Man blurted out as he hid the book under his shirt. "Geez Fives, you're so paranoid!"
"Sorry." High Five Ghost apologized his friend, not wanting to be distracted from his work. Muscle Man started to back away. He thought maybe he could create a distraction so he could look at the book.
"I have to use the toilet." lied Muscle Man.
"Go ahead dude." said High Five Ghost, believing his best friend's lie. Muscle Man watched High Five Ghost for a few seconds wondering if he's doing the right thing, keeping the golden book away from him, but he somehow he had the thought that his best friend would want his share off the money that it may be worth. The green man narrowed his eyes.
"That's low bro." Muscle Man said to himself, assuming that was really what High Five Ghost intended to do. Muscle Man walked off to his trailer. Once he was there, he glanced outside making sure High Five Ghost didn't follow him. He got in and grinned, looking at the book. "I'm gonna be rich!" Muscle Man smirked as he looked at the title of the book."'Dirty Crook by William Fogg.'" Muscle Man read. "I bet it's lame." he turned a few pages anyways and put his finger on the text. "'They all see me as a trust worthy bank accountant.'" Muscle Man read aloud. "'They would have never guessed that I stole thousands of dollars.' Pffft LAME!" he scoffed as he turned to the last page. "Blah blah 'it has taken my wife. I don't know where she is but I know that' blah blah 'I'm gonna bring a stop to it. THE END.' GOD that was lame!"
He wanted to throw it over his back when it suddenly began to shine.
"What the...?" Muscle Man gasped as he stared at the book struck in awe. "Wow." It took only a few moments. It then stopped and got back to its original form and turned itself to page one. Muscle Man read the title again. "'Ugly Fat Piece Of Shit by Mitch Sorenstein.'" he frowned. "WHAT?!" yelled Muscle Man in anger. He threw the book at the wall. "That's going to far!" he took the axe which was leaning against the wall off the trailer. "I don't care how valuable you are!" he charged at it, battle crying. Once he was close enough, he swung the axe and hit the book. He then smirked, thinking that the book was torn in half. "Hehe." chuckled Muscle Man. He looked down and his eyes grew wide. The book was untouched. He frowned again, letting go of his axe. He kicked the book and walked outside angered.