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Today let's analyze the genre adventure. Genre adventure is a reference book for adults and children. But it serve for adults and children in different purposes. If a boy or girl presents himself as a brave and courageous hero, doing noble deeds, then an adult with pleasure can be a little distracted from their daily worries.


A great interest to the reader is the adventure of a historical nature. For example, question: «Who discovered America?»
Today there are quite interesting descriptions of the adventures of Portuguese sailors, who visited this continent 20 years before Columbus.




It should be noted the different quality of literary works created in the genre of adventure. There is an understandable interest of generations of people in the classic adventure. At the same time, new works, which are created by contemporary authors, make classic works in the adventure genre quite worthy competition.
The close attention of readers to the genre of adventure is explained by the very essence of man, which involves constant movement, striving for something new, struggle and achievement of success. Adventure genre is very excited
Heroes of adventure books are always strong and brave. And we, off course, want to be like them. Unfortunately, book life is very different from real life.But that doesn't stop us from loving books even more.

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men?"

 

"You call that leverage?"

 

"THAT'S THE BEST YOU'RE GONNA GET. NOW TAKE IT, LEAVE, OR I'LL FIGHT YOU MY DAMNED SELF!"

 

"I'm not gonna fight you. I'm gonna kick your ass."

 

BJ stormed over to Hans, and knocked the sabre out of his hands with one blow. Hans backed up, and pulled out a gun on BJ. "S-STAY BACK! DON'T TAKE A STEP CLOSER!"

 

"Oh. Like this?" BJ stepped forwards. Hans fired, and missed. "AHHH! DON'T HURT ME! PLEASE!"

 

"WHERE'S THE ADDRESS OF YOUR MATES? TELL ME OR I'LL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!" 

Hans took a piece of paper and wrote it down. "Here! HERE! Take it! Don't hurt me! Please!"

 

"Stand in the middle of the room."

 

Hans walked in the middle of the room, under a skylight. "THUNDIOS!" BJ said, clapping. Nothing happened. Hans laughed. "WHAT WAS THAT?"

A thunderbolt shot, and broke the skylight. A piece of glass fell, and sliced Hans' face off. "That was thunder, my dear friend."

Chapter III: Serious Authority

 There were police mobiles outside. "WE'VE GOT A TWERP IN THE PALACE, OUR MISSION IS ELIMINATE ON SIGHT!" BJ looked through a window. "No! NO! NO! NO!" The police busted into the room and said, "Put your hands up, you're under arrest!" 

Several police officers entered with automatic rifles. "Put your hands up, drop the weapon!"

 

BJ said, "Molluskia!"

 

Time slowed down. BJ aimed his pistol at one officer. POW! He fired and shot him in his face. BJ pushed the hammer down, and fired again. He hit a man in his neck. Then he felt a slight prick in his right foot. BJ's eyes faced down, and he noticed a tranquilizer dart in his right foot. "What the hell?" 

He removed the dart to assure himself. BJ was hit by an actual dart. Time went back into present motion, and he fell asleep. The guards surrounded him. "We did it! We got him! Let's throw him in the pattywagon!"

 

ON THE WAY TO JAIL

 

BJ awakened in the back of an automobile. "Where am I?" 

"You're going to prison, lad. You're a mass murderer. And we can't have rats like you on the streets. Can we now?" BJ retaliated and said, "You could, but it wouldn't do you any good.Now I'll give you one single chance. Unarrest me. Or I will kill you. And everybody else." He noticed one of the guards holding his mask.

 

The guards in the back started laughing. "Really? When we've got your gear and your mask, you want to kill us?" 

BJ whispered magic words, and possessed one of the guards. The guard unarrested him with the handcuff keys. "HEY! WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" 

BJ kicked one of the guard's heads, snapping his neck. Then he stole his firearm, and shot the driver in the head. The automobile swerved off of the road, and into a streetlight. The automobile turned onto its side. The only remaining guard stood on his knees, and punched BJ in his face. "MOTHERFUCKER!"

 

BJ kicked the guard in the chest, and launched him into the metal wall. With remaining time left, BJ picked up the loose handcuffs on the floor, and wrapped it around the officer's neck. "HOW DOES THIS FEEL?"

BJ started to strangle him with the chain of the cuffs until his neck started squirting blood out of the wound. BJ removed the handcuffs, and grabbed his mask. The mask was unscathed. It symbolized violence, lies, and darkness. 

 

BJ retrieved his belongings: His pistol, shotgun, and sabre. He strapped on his mask, and exited the vehicle. The engine visibly caught on fire. "SHIT!" BJ teleported away from the incident, and the vehicle exploded. He appeared in a park, and one of the doors from the automobile was flying towards him. "Latrivere!" 

With his own hand, he magically and telekinetically caught the door in mid-air. BJ balled his hand into a fist. The car door bent into a sphere of scrap metal. People walking on the sidewalks were frightened, dialing the police's number, and trying to escape the area. BJ decided to venture home.

 

BJ'S RESIDENCE

BJ felt fatigued from all of the killing and violence that ensued at the palace. He landed on his couch. The spirit of Victor Kroul then appeared in front of him, with smoke emitting off of him. "Hello again. Did you get what you wanted?"

"Yes, but that's not enough. WE NEED TO KILL BENJAMIN, make them suffer." Kroul laughed and said, "Yes we do. Juvencivilla comes last, however. His men are still at large."

 

"Alright."

 

MEANWHILE, IN PARLIAMENT

 

Harold Barbeau, assistant to the prime minister, was conversating with a stranger holding a suitcase. "Are you Connor Vixen?" He nodded. "So... you're a what is it now?"

"Mythical creature hunter. The tragedy that went on at the palace was apparently by a magical and mythical substance." Harold shook his head. "You're not the right man for the job, then."

 

"WHAT? What'd I say?"

 

"We're not hunting for a damned animal, THIS WAS A HUMAN BEING! A REAL HUMAN BEING! HE'S USING SOME WEIRD WITCHCRAFT BULLSHIT TO KILL EVERYBODY! AND HE'S COMING TO ME AT SOME TIME! He must be stopped!"

 

"Well I WILL STOP HIM! And he will be dead for here on out. Consider him assassinated." Harold shook his head. "Provide proof you know what you're talking about before my guards escort you out of this room!" 

 

 Vixen opened up his suitcase. The contents along the lining of the suitcase were vampiric assassination tools, and other objects. "To hunt down a beast, you must know its weaknesses."

 

BIRMINGHAM

7:11 PM

 

 BJ arrived at the address. "Well well well..." He scanned the building with his eyes, and noticed a window open outside. "This is too easy." He casted a spell on his feet. "Silencio-pediatrous."  BJ's feet now emitted no noise. This was for stealth purposes, as one loud foostep being heard could give away his position and reveal him.

 BJ teleported himself onto the open window, and climbed inside. Nobody was there at the moment. "The bloody hell?" BJ hopped down into the room. It seemed sort of like a trap. BJ walked around, and noticed the light on in the bathroom. BJ, while cloaked in the dark, slowly pranced over to the door.

He slowly opened it, and nobody was inside. Then footsteps arrived at the door. BJ teleported onto the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The person on the other side of the door unlocked the door, and entered his office. BJ looked at the stem of the chandelier and got an idea. He whispered, "Latrivere..." The door shut on its own. BJ pulled out his sabre, and started sawing the stem of the chandelier. The man stood in the middle of the room, puzzled at how the door closed on its own.

 

BJ finally sawed off the end of the chandelier's chain, and on the way down, the person moved out from underneath the falling object. "WHAT THE HELL?!"

BJ kicked the man across the room, causing him to hit his desk, and hit the wall upside down. "Where's your two mates? I know there's two others with the same job you do." The man fell out of the crater, and BJ pointed his sabre at the man's chin.

 

"Tell me. Or we get to find out how much blood you've got in you." The man sputtered, "They're down the hallways. Their offices are right across from each other." BJ nodded. "Take off that uniform and give it to me." The man unbuttoned his royal coat, and slid it off. Then he removed his undershirt. BJ dressed himself in both, leaving the man topless. "Can I tell you something, mate?"

 

BJ leaned forwards. "This entire thing we're doing right here, it's not optional. It's something I have to do." He showed the man his sabre up close and personal. "Farewell."

 

BJ inserted the blade into the man's skull, and pulled it back out. BJ then removed his mask, and held it by his side to conceal it a little bit. BJ then concealed the body in a wardrobe, and left the room. People were outside, wondering what had happened. Though, BJ wasn't wearing his mask, he was wearing the man's face. "Nothing happened, it's all good in there." The people turned around and walked in the opposite direction. BJ continued down the red carpet of a hallway and to the first man's room. The name plate on the door read, "Gillian Trout." BJ entered the room, and Gillian stood out of his chair.

 

"Why hello Linus, do you need something?" Gillian questioned him with enthusiasm. The custodian outside of Linus' room noticed the door peeked open. She poked her head in and noticed the chandelier that had fallen. "Oh, my!"

She walked over to Linus' desk and paged someone. "Linus, you called me?"

 

"Yes, this isn't Linus, this is Trinity Hollow, a custodian- Please, do listen- The chandelier in Linus' room, it had fallen, and not only that, but Linus is also missing." 

"Huh. That's odd." The wardrobe door opened up, and Linus' faceless body flopped out and hit the ground with a thud. "AAAAAAAH! PLEASE, SEND HELP! THERE'S BEEN A MURDER!"

BJ pulled out his sabre. "If I did this, know I'm sorry." Gillian held out his hand. "Wait, WAIT!" BJ threw his sabre at Gillian, hitting him in his head. Gillian's body plundered backwards into his chair. BJ teleported over to him to retrieve it, and hauled the sword out of the crevice it was punctured into. 

 

Harold Barbeau called Connor Vixen through his comms system. "Mr. Vixen, it's your time. Proceed to the following address-"

 

BJ exited Gillian's room and proceeded to the other man's room. The name plate read, "Dylan Van Buren." BJ entered the man's room, and when he did, the mask slid off of his face. "Errgh, SHIT!"

Dylan stood up, and paged security. "I NEED SECURITY, WE'VE GOT A LUNATIC IN MY OFFICE!"

BJ heard the alarm sound. With quick reflexes, he whipped out his pistol, and fired a shot, hitting Dylan in his chest. Dylan hit the floor, took cover, and pulled out his deringer.

"You're the one who committed those murders, YEAH?"

 

Behind Dylan's desk was a bunch of filing cabinets. BJ grinned when he noticed this. "Latrivere!" With hand motion, he made the filing cabinets tip over and land on Dylan's legs. "AGHHH! FUCK! MY DAMNED LEGS! You son of a bitch!"

BJ sprinted over to the incapacitated man, and whipped Dylan with the back of his pistol hard enough that it left a bleeding crater in his skull. Dylan was pronounced: Dead.

 

"Snitches get stitches, my dear friend. You should've taken that into account." 

 

BJ holstered his pistol, and whipped out his shotgun. "SUSPECT IS ARMED, ERADICATE!" 

 

BJ fired a widespread shot, hitting two guards in their chest from where he was standing. With a clutch of his fist and a rising hand, he screamed, "EARTH-BOUND!"

A humongous, brown, and dirt-covered boulder-sized rock elevated out of the floor swiftly, giving BJ some cover from fire. A voice in his head told him, "They aren't the only ones hunting you."

 

BJ peeked out from cover and blasted an incoming officer on his back without killing him. His calloused hand cocked the weapon, preparing it for the next shot. BJ fired again, and missed. Each time he fired, he retreated for a small amount of time behind cover. A bullet flew and hit the side of the rock. Pieces of it hit the ground, got the carpet dirty. "YOU WILL NOT WIN THIS BATTLE, CHUMS!" 

BJ searched his memory and then said, "Spikeron-"

 

His fist gained a glowing transparent spike. "-EXELCISION!"

 

BJ dragged the spike across the floor, sending an

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