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John POV
Captain Holmes, toughest pirate out there. they say if you are lucky, you die on the spot.What he hates most is the government, no one else is sure why, but i know the truth about him.
Me and my army quadrant were being shipped out from London, when in the midst of the see, our boat was ransacked by the crew. I was below deck when the bullets hit, our captain found shot in the shoulder. Don't worry, he lives on, not fatal of a shot. I am a doctor, and i took care below deck where we hid. "They must of chickened out, jumped, ay cap?" said a voice above us. "Anderson, harm thy tongue, you lack intelligence to speak. Another word, and its the plank. The hole to where we hid was hidden under a heavy barrel of ammunition. But with every moment I felt our secure hiding place be on the brink of being found. And i was correct. Took half of the hour to be found and yet only half that to get us up on deck. I saw our captain and ran to his side. He was an old friend of my dad's since before World War II, where my dad fell in battle. I was little, and our cap' became like a father to me. Swiftly, I tare the sweat drenched white polo and tear along strip off the fabric. With said strip, i tightly bound it atop the wound, sufficiently stopping the blood. "Tie him up.", the deep baritone voice commanded and I was yanked up, my hands bonded by ropes, same as my feet. I was slammed atop a wooden crate by this man of silver hair. "I am sorry. I'd help but it tis not my division." he whispered in my ear as he passed. "Lestrade, hoist the flag upon our new ship." the deep voice said with the utmost calmness. The silver haired man ran to the flag. That's Lestrade, and Anderson had brown hair, plus there was another one whom I knew not. Black hair, and a girl. Not like most crews, but this was no ordinary captain.
 Most pirates had scratchy voices, tough beards and enough weight for two (They also got beat, the record was two minutes, 43 seconds.). This pirate, though, was like none other. he had curly black hair, sharp cheek bones you could cut yourself upon, a calm, robot like bass voice and was under weight. He strode right up to where Lestrade had put me, and raised my head so i was looking him straight in the eye. "Doctor? Doctor Watson, to where were you headed? Afghanistan or Iraq?". To put it simply, I was shocked. "Afghanistan, sir... how did you..." "It is obvious that you are off to battle, for you are in cameo uniform. Only a doctor would bandage a wound so well, an army doctor. Not somewhere close or easy to reach. " he spoke in a breath. "Besides, there is a map in your pocket and a letter to your drunk brother harry wishing him well from his break up you forgot to send. Am I correct?"  he looked at me, eyebrow raised and a too joyful smirk upon his lips. "Actually," I replied. "You are mostly correct . Harry does find comfort in booze and just broke up with her girlfriend..."  
"Her?" he spoke. The smirk had vanished in an instant of the word her. "Harry is your sister..." suddenly, he smashed his fist into the crate i was thrust upon. He pulled his hand back out, bloody and bruised, from the box of gun powder, shaking with barely contained anger and pain. I ,whom had slipped the bonds upon my wrists with my knife, took his hand into mine. He was in shock so i took control. " Lestrade, fetch me a cloth, wet with clean water. Top shelf in left cabinet. Anderson, fetch ice from the freezer below deck. And... you ms..." "Donovan." "Donovan. Grab the medical kit from below deck." They all followed command, although Donovan and Anderson both took their tasks grudgingly while Lestrade seemed fine with the command. The captain just clenched tight, biting back the pain. I've seen, and have had, worse, so I know my work. They took barely a minute on each task and barely five minutes later, his hand was bandaged up. "I'm Captain Holmes, Sherlock Holmes. For your help, you have earned a spot on my crew." He spoke, looking downwards as if he could not dare look me in the eye. "Only" I spoke, "If you let my unit free.".  If I was surprised earlier, you should have seen the look in Sherlock s wide silver eyes. While the rest of his face remained calm, his eyes conveyed a sea of emotion. Only because of the closeness in sight could one see the waves of emotion crashing into each other in his eyes. No one but i saw it, and it was brief for he answered a fine. My crew, memories wiped of this, were tied up and sent back to London. That's how I met my best friend, Captain Sherlock Holmes.
    Doofenshmirtz evil activity has always been well controlled by O.W.C.A.'s best agent, Perry the Platapus until by random, many crowds of people, and animal agents, walking towards Doofenshmirtz's building all sharing one similar detail; purple eyes. Yet has no clue how this began, only what happened after that changed everything in the tri state area.
    While the ones with purple eyes march to the building, Phineas is home, with a worried Candace, a crying Buford and a head ache. Not only does he have to save his brother, his best friend Isabella, Baljeet, his father and everyone else under this unusual influence, he must fight the one in his head. While trying to unravel why his freinds and family members are walking to a strange building, he will learn a secret burred in mystery secret that an change his life, and everyone's around him.
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Dear readers,
This is the only way i know, still learning to use devianart, but if you want me to post this story, please comment below. Thanks for reading though!
    She is out there, crying at the edge of the balcony in the cold summer night. I will get Harrison for this, he will live to regret ever even thinking of hurting my Isabella, but that will have to wait. She is out there, tears upon her face, yet no one goes to her aid.
    "Isabella, you aren't in the dress i told you to wear. Why?" he said, anger upon his face. " I couldn't wear it." she said, almost in a whisper, quivering below his glare "It was so revealing, and I like this one. Its me-" "I don't care what you think, you're just a stupid girl. I could easily break up with you, and then where would you be. Alone. No man could ever love you. In fact, even i can't stay near something so hideous and stupid. How dare you go against my word when only i was kind enough to take you. Good luck ever finding someone to love youor even be near you" With that, he stormed out. All eyes turned to Isabella who ran to the balcony, her eyes brimmed with tears.
   Everyone stares as i walk out there to Isabella, out there sad and  alone under the purple lights above head. I turn to return there stares with a glare that screams  deafening silence for them to stop staring. I turn back around and hear them all start to whisper, but i couldn't care less what they thought. She needs help, and I was going to be there for her, no matter what.
       There she is, infront of me, staring upon the waters below, crying because she believes she is not beautiful. How anyone could ever look at her and not think she was amazingly beautiful is obviously blind. I go to her side and hold my hand out to her, yet she doesn't notice it. She had her eyes closed, tears falling down on to the water below.  My heart was breaking at the sight of her tear streaked face, and i could not bear the silence. "May i have this dance?" I ask, a whispered question, yet in that silence, it may as well have been screamed. She glances up to look at me with hope glittering in her eyes like a pair of sapphires. Then, I saw it, her smile, like a ghost upon her lips, that made the world melt around us. It no longer was Isabella and I with a million eyes staring at us. It was her and I, together under the moonlight and purple lights, and nothing in the world could stop us. Soon, the stares stop, and the music returns and surrounds us as we dance. Who cares what happened only minutes before. I can't help it that Harrison just gave up the most amazing girl in the world, thinking she wasn't pretty enough to be with him. His loss, and he will regret ever thinking such.
    The song ends and we drift back to earth, not one eye even glancing our way. "Isabella, Harrison is an idiot if he ever thought of you as anything other than the beautiful and brilliant girl you are". At my words, she looks up with that amazing smile and my heart explodes in utter joy. We walk home at the end of the dance, happier than can be. Upon her door step we stand and she unlocks her door. " Good Ni-" She didn't expect to be interrupted by my lips upon hers. 'Should i pull off, she dosen't seem to repond, maybe i should stop.' i think to myself until she begins to kiss back. We stop kissing at the ring of the bell upon midnight. " you better head to bed, your mother must be wondering where you are." i tell her, although i wished that night to last forever with each other. She says goodnight and goes inside, and i walk back home, a plan forming in my head.
    Ferb looks up from his book and at me as I enter the room. Without saying a word he asks a million questions of how was the dance. He never goes to any, says he is waiting for someone, not sure who exactly. He never really talks much on his love intrests. Usually if love was on topic, it was us helping friends with it or me asking advice for Isabella. Yeah, i have had a bit of crush on Izzy since we circumnavigated the world three years ago. I ignore his stare and get into my pjs. Finally, his patience wears out and Ferb asks me, "how was the dance?". I walk out in my pjs , and say " Did you check irving's blog?"  with that ferb is on his laptop and in five minutes, he looks back up with eyes as big as saucers.  
  "whats the plan for Harrison"

    Its Monday and Ferb, Isabella and I walk in together, my arm around Isabella protectively, and in walks in Harrison with a black eye and scar below his eye. He sees us and runs away quickly which Isabella notices. "What happened to His eye?" she asks me. Before i say somthing ferb says "nobody messes with you Isabella, unless they want phineas down there back. Despite my glaring protests, he told her. " you did that?" she says, her voice mixed with curiosity and a hint of joy. "Nah, Dinner bell just had a friends help." Buford replies as he and Baljeet join the group. "You hit him for me?" she asks, and you could hear how surprised she was. "Not necessarily. Nobody messes with my friends!" Baljeet Joyfully tells Izzy. "espeially his wittle Buffy..." Ferb whispers nonchalantly, but we all hear it anyway. The bell goes off, and I am glad to see Isabella, and know I got her to smile again.
    Doofenshmirtz evil activity has always been well controlled by O.W.C.A.'s best agent, Perry the Platapus until by random, many crowds of people, and animal agents, walking towards Doofenshmirtz's building all sharing one similar detail; purple eyes. Yet has no clue how this began, only what happened after that changed everything in the tri state area.
    While the ones with purple eyes march to the building, Phineas is home, with a worried Candace, a crying Buford and a head ache. Not only does he have to save his brother, his best friend Isabella, Baljeet, his father and everyone else under this unusual influence, he must fight the one in his head. While trying to unravel why his freinds and family members are walking to a strange building, he will learn a secret burred in mystery secret that an change his life, and everyone's around him.
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Dear readers,
This is the only way i know, still learning to use devianart, but if you want me to post this story, please comment below. Thanks for reading though!

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