Ghost Musketeer

Written by Matthew Sinn A.K.A Sinbad the Mountain.

Ghost Musketeer/Origins Pt. 1

It was a beautiful day on June 5th, 1628.Within the great city of Paris itself. I was in the courtyard, doing some sword training with my fellow French Musketeers. When our 42 year old instructor Georges Roy approach from the left side and spoke. D’Artagnan, the king wishes to see you at once. I understood as we both headed into the royal palace, when our graceful ruler King Louis XIII sat there in his throne. Looking at us as I kneel down to him on my right knee and spoke. Your majesty, you wish to see me? Our French king Louis XIIIreply. I do. For you see D’Artagnan, two night ago. Two of my guards spotted somebody attempting to sneak into the palace and manage to escape. Before they could be caught and question. Trouble by this I asked him. My king, do they know who is was? He reply. Sadly no, which is why I want you to guard the palace tonight. To make sure whoever this was, doesn’t escape again. Understanding his request. I obey the kings orders and return to the palace that night, patrolling the courtyard by myself. While having my right hand near the Rapier Sword I always carry with me. When I heard someone and could quickly see this cloak figure heading towards the garden. With me speaking to them while walking towards them. Holt! That’s when they began to run with me now chasing after them. With no idea of who this could be. The cloak stranger moved fast as they headed straight into the fountain and turned around, revealing themselves to be this beautiful black hair women. With me thinking that she was about to surrender. When suddenly this huge red circular object appeared in front of me. Quickly sucking me in as I scream in terror. Ah.....! As I flew through this weird tunnel of colorful lights. Completely unsure of where it was taking me. Until finding myself far outside the palace walls, standing within the dark evening streets. Who was feeling confuse and not sure what just happen. While noticing everyone dress in strange clothes, all of who were starring at me with surprise expressions. With me quickly asking this one 34 year old man close by. Excuse me, but why is everyone dress in strange clothing? Facing me the man replied. You sir, are the one dress in strange clothing. This was surprising news for me. As he began walking away and me quickly realizing. That the king could be in trouble. Who started running for the royal palace, praying that his lord ship was alright. I soon reached the palace, where everything seem fine. Except there were two different French guards in strange clothing standing outside the main gate. With me growing curious as I approached them and spoke. Pardon me. But I wish to have entry and see King Louis XIII. Both men seem confuse as the right one spoke. Don’t you mean King Louis XVI.

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Ghost Musketeer/Origins Pt. 2

Confuse by what the man just said to me I respond by asking. What are you talking about? He answered back. You don’t know. Louis XVI is our current king. With the other guard agreeing with him. As I quickly knew something was wrong and then asked. What year is it? That when he told me. Why it’s 1774. Shock by this I backed away from the man, who couldn’t believe what I’m hearing. That somehow I’ve landed within the future. Which was impossible! Until starting to think that this had something to do with that mysterious women from last night. With the other guard asking. Are you feeling alright? With me replying. I think so. Who then began walking away, with no idea of what to do. I wonder around the city for a while. Until going into this one left sided alley way. Who just started leaning into the right sided wall. When I suddenly fell through it and landed inside. Confuse by what just happen my eyes could see this one 43 year old man with short black hair turning slightly grey tied to a chair. With these five armed men looking at one. One of who being 32 years old with blond hair looked at me and spoke. Who is that?! With me slowly standing up as somebody else on his left side wearing a hat and short brown beard spoke. Who cares. Let’s get him! That’s when they drew out their swords and so did I. Who quickly found myself in a sudden sword fight. With the tied up man watching from his seat. As I held my ground against the five of them by myself, wounding each one of them. Who fell onto the floor. Before freeing the man from his chair and ask. Are you alright? He said yes while standing up. Who turn my attention towards one of the wounded men and spoke. Who are you and why was he tied to a chair? Sitting on the floor while injured he answered me while looking scared. We’re hired thugs. That were paid to rob Mr. Sylvie here and steal an important box. Growing curious I asked him. Who paid you men to do this? The wounded man spoke while bleeding. Some black hair women wearing a cloak over her red dress. I couldn’t believe what he just said to me. As I spoke in a more serious voice. Who is she?! He was about to answer my question. When I could hear somebody coming. Worried by what they would think, I decided to flee through the back door and disappeared into the night. Knowing that whoever she is, was still in Paris.

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Ghost Musketeer/Origins Pt. 3

Morning had arrive and I was currently heading back towards the tailor shop to see Mr. Sylvie, who was also asking myself. How did I go through a solid wall? Which kept bothering me when noticing this nearby wooden fence over towards the right side. That’s when I got curious and walked towards it. Unsure of what would happen until going straight through it. Who was now stun while standing on the other side of it. Who then walked through it again and kept going until reaching my destination. Where I walked through the front door and saw Mr. Sylvie standing close by. He faced me and spoke. It’s you! The strange man who save my life. I agree and spoke. My name is D’Artagnan and would like to know. What’s inside the box those hired thugs were going to steal. He understand and spoke. It was a note given to my grand father from a member of the royal palace guards. Understanding this I ask. May I see this note? Mr. Sylvie went to the back to fetch it, while I waited in the front here. Knowing that whatever was written on that note. Must have been very important, if it involved the mysterious woman. When suddenly I heard what sounded like a struggle going on.

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Ghost Musketeer/Origins Pt. 4

Alarm by this I rush towards the back and could see this 25 year old slim man dress in light green clothes, while wearing a white mask. He slice Mr. Sylvie right arm. Before snatching the note from his left hand and then saw me before running towards the open back door. I quickly chased after him while shouting. Come back here! As he fled outside and kept going. With me following close behind. Heading west through the street and then ducking into a narrow alley way. I wasn’t sure where he was going. But won’t let him escape. As he quickly drew out a flintlock pistol with his left hand and about to shoot me. Until going through the left wall and dodged it. The mask man was shock as I jumped back out and he resume running towards this bakery up ahead. Who ran inside and so did I. Where he ran towards this one table and threw a piece of bread at my head. Who dodge and then pulled out my own flintlock pistol. Who quickly shot him in the right arm. He cried out in pain. Ah.....! Who drop the note on the floor and ran off while bleeding. I decided to let him go and walked towards the note itself. Who picked it up from the wooden floor. With everyone looking at me as I headed outside and began reading it.

Dear Denis Bernard,

If your reading this note. It’s very important that you secretly move the object far away from the palace and make sure that nobody finds it.

Sign: King Louis XIII

Surprise by who wrote this note. I soon return to the tailor shop, where the wounded victim Mr. Sylvie sat in a nearby chair. Who looked at me and spoke. I’m glad to see your alright D’Artagnan. Along with my grandfathers note. Looking at him I spoke. You should know the thief escape with a wounded arm. Who also read the note and would like to ask. Do you know what your grandfather Denis Bernard moved for King Louis XIII? He reply no and was kind enough to give me a light brown outfit for free. As a gift for saving his life twice. I thanked the man for this gift and left.

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Ghost Musketeer/Ghostly Men

As the others then turned around and saw me quickly attacking them with my sword. One of them was injured as the other two drew out their swords and began fighting me. The other rifleman took his attention away from the driver and pointed his musket at me. I quickly noticed this and grabbed one of the mask men. Using him as a human shield as his fellow mask man fired. Who shot one of their own as I drop the wounded man and fought off the other one. Before dodging a sword from there injure rifleman. He miss and was quickly knocked down. With me quickly rushing towards the other one and held the blade’s edge against his heart and spoke. Put down the musket rifle. The mask man did what I told him. With the wagon driver safe, I asked the mask man a question. Who are you strange men? He spoke. We are Ghost Servants. Who serve the powerful, those who have eyes everywhere and take whatever our lord’s want. It didn’t sound like he was talking about the mystery women, but rather somebody else. With me now asking. Who are these lords? He was going to answer me. When somebody approach from the shadows and spoke. That would be me. That’s when I looked and could see this 28 year old man dress in red and black clothing standing close by. Wearing a large hat and wielding two swords in both hands. While also wearing a white crack mask. With me facing him and asking. Who might you be? The mask stranger reply. My name is Lord Blade. Who shall be your opponent for tonight. Unsure of what this man was capable of doing. I ready my sword as he began attacking me. Who did my best to block his attacks, while noticing his wounded men fleeing the scene. Yet he was managing to cut me three times before dodging another attack and put a good cut on his right arm. He quickly backed away and spoke. Your good, but I’m better. Who kept fighting here as we heard what sounded like a group of people coming. That’s when he spoke while holding back my sword. We’ll have to finish our dance another time. Who quickly backed away and then ran off. With me about to chase him. When he leaped high up into the air and somehow landed on the rooftop. With me completely shock by what he just pulled off. As these four armed French Militia men showed up with their muskets. Who looked around and couldn’t see anyone here. As I fled the scene with a coin pouch dropped by one of the mask robbers. While also wounded as well.

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Ghost Musketeer/Secrets

Pretty wounded while walking away from the crime scene. Knowing that I’m in urgent need of medical attention, otherwise I’ll be in big trouble. When this 38 year old large man going somewhat bold notice with brown hair turning grey notice my wounded chest and spoke. Good sir, are you alright?! I reply. Sadly no and in need of a doctor right away. With him replying. Well this must be your lucky night. Because I’m a doctor and going to stitch you up. Surprise by this he helped me to his home and had me lay down on a table. Who began fixing me up while asking. Tell me sire, what exactly happen to you? Who heard me reply while in pain. It’s a long story. The doctor believe this as he kept working away with blood getting on his hands and asked. What’s your name? I answered his question as he told me his own. Dr. Gabriel Dubois. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I felt the same when trying to stay as still as possible. So he could do his work properly.

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Ghost Musketeer/Wound Pt. 1

For while was doing this, it was somewhere else inside of a secret location. That a mysterious mask wearing lady was speaking to Lord Blade, while also taking care of his injury. You were very lucky the Militia didn’t catch you or our men. He spoke while sitting within an old chair. It’s not my fault that strange swordsman showed up. She suddenly stopped and reply. You mean the one who wounded our thief? He replied. The very same one. She understand before speaking. If this strange man gets involve again. Then we’ll need to remove him. Lord Blade fully agreed with her as she kept working on his arm.

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Ghost Musketeer/Wound Pt. 2

As this was occurring, it was back at the doctors home. That he finally finish his handy work and spoke. There, the stitches should hold. But you’ll need lot’s of bed rest for the next seven days. Concern by this I spoke. Well that’s going to be hard Dr. Gabriel, since I don’t exactly have a home and barely any coin left. The doctor could clearly see the problem I’m facing as he began watching me slowly try to stand up. When he stopped me and spoke. Listen D’Artagnan. One of my patience Mr. Sylvie told me what you done for him and for that. I’ll let you stay here until you’ve fully recover. It was very kind of him. As I laid back down and did my best to rest. Knowing one day I’ll have to face him again.

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Ghost Musketeer/Thieves and Rats

Days have gone by while staying with Dr. Gabriel, after my encounter with Lord Blade. Who slowly formed a friendship with the good man and was out on my feet. Fetching the man some fresh bread. When this twelve year old boy with short blond hair bumped into me and spoke. Sorry about that. I understood when watching him run off while quickly spotting my coin pouch in his left hand. Who started chasing him and called out. Come back here thief! When following him into a crowd of people, trying his best to escape from me. I stayed close on his tail as he ducked into a closed Cobbler’s Shop. Who went inside and headed into the back. Where I quickly found myself surrounded by five Ghost Servants. With one of them speaking in anger. You foolish boy! You’ve lead someone here. He could clearly see that he was mad. As I faced them and spoke. What is going on? None of them answered, but attacked instead. With me dodging a chair thrown at me and drew out my dagger. Stabbing one of them in the left arm and then used him as a human shield. As he was punched by one of his fellow men. With me pushing him away and drawing out my sword. Who then took them down and listen to the scared boy speak. I’m really sorry for taking your coin pouch sir. Who didn’t have a choice, since my sister Lya is being held prisoner by Lord Rat Field. Trouble by this unexpected news I ask. What is your name? He spoke. Charles. Who then asked him an important question. Do you know where your sister is being held? That’s when he pointed towards this long red curtain hanging in front of a wall nearby and spoke. She’s behind there in the basement, with five other children. Being closely watch by Rat Field and three others.

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Ghost Musketeer/Big Rodent

Understanding this I spoke to the boy. Charles, go find the Police and tell them what’s happen here. While I go rescue Lya and the others. Charles did what I said and ran off. With me grabbing my dagger before heading towards the red hanging curtain and going behind it, travelling down the stairs. Until finding myself within the basement. Who quickly found them locked within a jail cell. With three ghost servants standing nearby with swords drawn out. I ready my own before attacking them. Who fought and defeated these men. Who also couldn’t see the key for the jail cell and spoke to the scared children. Don’t worry, I’ll have you out of there soon. They seem to believe me and quickly grew frighten. As we all saw this man dress in raggedly clothing like the children, wearing a white mask with black and yellow spots painted on it approach. Wielding a dagger and sword like myself, while carrying the key for the cell door. He faced me and spoke. So it’s you. The stranger my fellow lords mention. Facing the mask lord I spoke while pointing my sword at him. Let the children go. He reply. And let my prisoners run off like mice, not likely. Who quickly clash blades against one another. Lya and the others watched from their cell as I bravely fought the villain until cutting his good right hand. Dropping the sword now while finding himself starring at the end of mine. With me now speaking. Drop the dagger and give me the key. He did what I said as I freed the children who ran off and threw Lord Rat Field into his own cage. Locking it shut and him speaking. You may have beaten me, but know this! The Masks of Despair will come. Understanding his warning I left the Cobbler’s Shop before the French Police showed up. Knowing the children will be safe. But also face a mysterious enemy with a name.

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Ghost Musketeer/Shadows

It was evening and I was searching for Lord Blade. Seeking answers about the Masks of Despair. Until hearing someone moving behind me. That’s when I turned around and was attacked by a mysterious dark cloak figure wielding an usual sword (Scimitar). I dodge and quickly punch the man directly in the face with my left fist. Knocking him back before grabbing and then slamming him into the left sided wall. With me now speaking. Who are you?! Did the Masks of Despair send you?! He only reply. Your worst nightmare! As four others quickly appeared I toss him into the others before drawing out my Rapier Sword and Dagger. Who stood my ground and fought them. Slicing each one of them before holding my sword blade near one of their necks and spoke. With the rest just sitting on the ground wounded from my blades. Who send you?! Looking up at me one of the hooded men spoke. It was the Five Star Magician. I didn’t recognize the name and spoke. Who are they? That’s when he told me. The women....who brought you to this time. Shock by what he just said I grew angry and spoke. Where is she?! He told me. She’s at the western docks, waiting for you. With that said I quickly ran off and hurried over there. Knowing it was time to get some answers. As French Police showed up an quickly arrested the strange wounded men. Then allow them to run loose within the streets at night

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Ghost Musketeer/Evil of the Sea

The docks were dark and quiet. As I showed up alone and couldn’t see anyone here. With me quickly shouting. Five Star Magician! Show yourself! That’s when the cloaked women stepped from behind some crates and spoke. Nice to see you showed up. Facing her in anger I spoke. Why did you bring me to the future?! She stood there and spoke. I would. But it’s time to feed my pet. Just as she said this. A gigantic sea serpent rose from the water with light blue scales and dark red eyes. That opened it’s mouth, revealing it’s deadly sharp teeth. I couldn’t believe my eyes as she calmly stood there and spoke. Eat him. That’s when it lash forward, with me dodging towards the left. Who then pulled out my flintlock pistol and fired at it’s eye. Causing the serpent to scream in terrible pain. Before backing away and diving into the sea. She couldn’t believe this and spoke. This isn’t over. As she disappeared from the docks, with me shaking in terrified fear. Who came close to being turn into sea food, for a very big serpent. Knowing it was still a danger to every ship an sailor out there within the water. Unless that monster could be stopped. But wasn’t sure if it was me who could do so.

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