Alexandre

The Adventures of Alexandre Poirot Alexandre speeded on the highway in his white Lamborghini Gallardo towards the helicopter takeoff spot. In only a few minutes the helicopter would take off and leave without him, and that wouldn’t be good. He was going on a helicopter trip to find an uncharted island. Supposedly the Hope Diamond was put there thousands of years ago. Alexandre got to the helicopter takeoff spot. The helicopter was there. He parked his car, took his suitcase out and boarded the helicopter. Inside the helicopter was a very buff man with a camera. “That must be my cameraman, but where’s my pilot?” thought Alexandre as he looked at the guy. “Hi, my name’s Jack Oaphr. I’m your cameraman, pilot, companion, and other stuff.” said the man with the big camera. “Hi, I’m Alex Poirot. Nice to meet you,” “You too,” “So, are you ready to go?” Jack said. “Whenever you are,” “Ok then,” Alex and Jack took off. Poirot was looking at his ride thinking if it was a good idea to go on this trip because many other people were after it, too. “Ok, which way do we go first, South, east, west or north?” asked Jack. “Um, let me look at a map.” Alex said, “Oh, I found this diary by the guy that hid it, I think his name was Hernandez Malebo, but it should tell us some information. It says it was just east of “The new found land”, and this was written in like 1502, so that should be the Caribbean.” “Ok, so if we are in Miami, what’s the closest island to America?” Jack asked. “Uhhh, it’s some “small island in the Bahamas.” Alex replied. “Ok, but we need to know which one.” “Um, oh! Here, it’s called “Zile nan Paradi" in the local language.” Alex exclaimed. “I guess we better dress like tourists, considering that translates into “island of paradise”   “Oh, yeah,” Alex realized. “Luckily I brought some Bermuda shorts and flip-flops.”  “Well, there’s only one town that’s full of tourists, so once we get out of there we should be fine.”  “Ok, let’s just get going, I don’t want to be flying this helicopter at night.” Jack rushed.  Jack and Alex flew in to Zile nan Paradi and tried to find an appropriate place to land the helicopter. There was a little clearing out near the town.  “I suppose this is the little tourist town.” Jack said.  “Yep,” Alex agreed.  So they landed in the little clearing. Alex changed into his Bermuda shorts and flip-flops. He also took out his big film camera to make him look even more like a tourist.  “In Malebo’s diary it shows a little map, and we are right on the start.” Alex said. “Ok, so where does it lead us to?” Jack asked. “We go like 27 kilometers north and 56 kilometers west.” Alex answered. “So why did we get out of the helicopter?” Jack asked. “Ummm, I don’t know; let’s just get there ‘cus we’re probably not the only one trying to find this treasure.” Jack sighed and went back in the helicopter. Alex went in after him. He started the helicopter and flew towards the new destination. The place was a giant rain forest. There were so many plants; it looked like there wasn’t any place to land. After a while of looking, Alex found a spot not too far from the point where the diary said the diamond was. Jack landed on the small clearing. He opened the door for Alex and they both started walking to their destination. After a little walking, Jack saw a little stone with drawings on it. He walked toward it and picked it up. “Hey, do you think this useful?” Jack asked. “Let me see.” Alex said. Jack tossed the stone to Alex. “Hmmm… It’s cool, but let me see if there’s anything about this in that diary.” Alex opened the diary. He started flipping through pages. “Oh, here it is. That’s called the wòch lanmò. That leads us to our next destination. It says to smash it.” Alex said. “Ok, here we go!” Jack exclaimed. Jack threw it down. The whole world went white. Alex couldn’t feel anything. Then his view started ascending. He could see his body covered in blood. He could also see Jack’s. And then he realized that wòch lanmò meant death stone in Haitan Creole. “So, are you ready to go?” Jack said. “Whenever you are,” “Ok then,” Alex and Jack took off. Poirot was looking at his ride thinking if it was a good idea to go on this trip because many other people were after it, too. “Ok, which way do we go first, South, east, west or north?” asked Jack. “Um, let me look at a map.” Alex said, “Oh, I found this diary by the guy that hid it, I think his name was Hernandez Malebo, but it should tell us some information. It says it was just east of “The new found land”, and this was written in like 1502, so that should be the Caribbean.” “Ok, so if we are in Miami, what’s the closest island to America?” Jack asked. “Uhhh, it’s some “small island in the Bahamas.” Alex replied. “Ok, but we need to know which one.” “Um, oh! Here, it’s called “Zile nan Paradi" in the local language.” Alex exclaimed. “I guess we better dress like tourists, considering that translates into “island of paradise”   “Oh, yeah,” Alex realized. “Luckily I brought some Bermuda shorts and flip-flops.”  “Well, there’s only one town that’s full of tourists, so once we get out of there we should be fine.”  “Ok, let’s just get going, I don’t want to be flying this helicopter at night.” Jack rushed.  Jack and Alex flew in to Zile nan Paradi and tried to find an appropriate place to land the helicopter. There was a little clearing out near the town.  “I suppose this is the little tourist town.” Jack said.  “Yep,” Alex agreed.  So they landed in the little clearing. Alex changed into his Bermuda shorts and flip-flops. He also took out his big film camera to make him look even more like a tourist.  “In Malebo’s diary it shows a little map, and we are right on the start.” Alex said. “Ok, so where does it lead us to?” Jack asked. “We go like 27 kilometers north and 56 kilometers west.” Alex answered. “So why did we get out of the helicopter?” Jack asked. “Ummm, I don’t know; let’s just get there ‘cus we’re probably not the only one trying to find this treasure.” Jack sighed and went back in the helicopter. Alex went in after him. He started the helicopter and flew towards the new destination. The place was a giant rain forest. There were so many plants; it looked like there wasn’t any place to land. After a while of looking, Alex found a spot not too far from the point where the diary said the diamond was. Jack landed on the small clearing. He opened the door for Alex and they both started walking to their destination. After a little walking, Jack saw a little stone with drawings on it. He walked toward it and picked it up. “Hey, do you think this useful?” Jack asked. “Let me see.” Alex said. Jack tossed the stone to Alex. “Hmmm… It’s cool, but let me see if there’s anything about this in that diary.” Alex opened the diary. He started flipping through pages. “Oh, here it is. That’s called the wòch lanmò. That leads us to our next destination. It says to smash it.” Alex said. “Ok, here we go!” Jack exclaimed. Jack threw it down. The whole world went white. Alex couldn’t feel anything. Then his view started ascending. He could see his body covered in blood. He could also see Jack’s. And then he realized that wòch lanmò meant death stone in Haitan Creole.