Daring Do and the mysterious island

What was that concealed at the corner of the store? It was isolated......camouflaging in the abyss darkness, away from the well lit, shiny display cases of the antique store. The darkness made it hard to tell what it was, not to mention it was covered by some sort of grey sheet. She slowly made her way to it, inquisitive to know what it was.

Moving the cloth aside, a glass box on a stand was revealed. Taking her time, she studies the box. Dust particles had dominated the box as well as the stand, giving a slight reflection of how log it had been there. Another factor to contribute to it's age were the carefully strung cobwebs that ran along the base of the stand, as well as the many spiders that scurried away once the sheet was removed, leaving a multitude of dead moths and insects. Could it be abandoned, not worth anthros time or empty?

Dumping the rug beside her, she leaned over to the dust covered box and swiped some dust away with her palm. The light from where she was wasn't enough, so she whipped out her smart phone and used its flash light to see. Inside, there was a journal of some sort. It had an old, black, leather cover, it's pages had a slight brown shade that got darker toward their edges as well as a wavy look showing that it had once been soaked in water.

She was puzzled as to why the journal was left in such a state. Surely anything as old as that had an interesting story or history behind it. Right? She looked back to see no one head noticed her yet. Good. The Pegasus mare slowly lift the box freeing the journal of it's glass prison, setting the box down on top of the sheet and grabbed the book.

Tracing her thumb over the cover, she felt the coarseness of the leather cover as well as the crispy first pages. Turning the book around, she discovered that the book was in half since the middle page was now the last page. Where was the other half? Before she could put any thought to it, she was interrupted.

"Curiosity killed the cat my dear." An old voice spoke.

She turned hastily on hearing the voice. Her body in a ode of panic and fright. Before her stood Mr. Wilbur, the store owner. He was a tall stallion in his late 60's with wrinkles that took over his face. His bald head was covered up with a black beret he always seemed to wear. A cream goatee settled at his chin, blending in with the stubble that spread along his jaw. To cover his dark brown furred body, he wore a pair of black trousers held by suspenders that went over the red shirt he wore. Underneath its collar was a lovely grey and blue striped tie.

"O-Oh.....Mr. Wilbur. I was just...."

He raised his hand shaking his head as he smiled. "Don't be alarmed miss. Your not in any kind of trouble."

The mare breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see your quite interested in that journal." He said slightly glancing at it, before going back to her.

"Yes, and if I may ask, why was this abandoned?" She asked.

"I received it over four months ago from a young stallion, who said he had found it laying on a few rocks by the beach. "He said walking toward the counter as she followed him. "Though he hadn't read it, he said it would make a great item for my store and he seemed to be quite convincing. So I added it to my collection. Anthro's came and went, only but a few showing bits of interest in it. However no one purchased it and after 3 months, I moved it away and it's been abandoned ever since." Once he was done, the two were by the counter.

She looked down at the journal that rest in her hands, wondering if she would find something interesting in the scribbled writings of the journal. Making her decision, she placed the journal on the counter and asked. "How much for it?"

"Are you sure you want to buy this?" He asked placing a finger on it as he raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, surely within these writings or whatever I'll find inside here has to have something behind it, or at least something to look into."

"You may be right." He gave a faint chuckle, "Since your the first one to ever ask about it and show ample interest toward it, why not take it for yourself?"

"Just like that?" She asked in disbelief.

He responded with a nod, a wrinkly smile and by pushing the book over to her. She took it and thanked him. With a smile and a wave, the two bid each other goodnight.

Now outside, the mare made her way to the parking and entered her silver sedan. She slowly sunk down into the driver's seat and stared blankly at the nearly empty parking lot. On the passenger's seat laid her phone, purse and the journal. She turned and stared blankly at the book for a moment. What would she find written on those pages, simple journal entries, a story, diagrams, ancient symbols.....the possibilities were endless. She let out a slight sigh, pressed the ignition and drove off.

After a quiet thirty minute drive, she finally arrived home. It was a lovely cream-brownish, two story house settled along the outskirts of Canterlot, in a calm neighborhood, away from all the city noise. She parked on the grey concrete drive, in front of the garage and later got out of the car.

Once she was in, she walked down to he dining room area and tossed her purse and the journal onto the wooden dining table. Checking the time on her phone, she was surprised to realize it was midnight! She went to her room upstairs and had a change of clothes.

The silky white dress she had on, was replaced with a pair of tight brown shorts and a grey tank top. Her black and grey mane was brought back to its original spiky like form, similar to the end of her tail. Her red framed glasses were also removed, letting her dazzling purple eyes display their beauty.

With just those few changes, she was no longer the famous author, A.K. Yearling, but the adventurous Daring Do. Yearling is a well known writer all around Equestria for her amazing novels, especially hit series novel by the name Daring Do. In her stories, Daring Do is a Pegasus mare who would set out on quests and adventures far and wide throughout Equestria. If there was a tomb that was yet to be uncovered, a temple hidden in the midst of a dark forest , a talisman or treasure lost in depths of the ocean.....she would be the one to find the. During these ventures she'd experience close to death encounters, wild creatures, unforgiving weather conditions, hunger and so much more.  Daring is also known for her amazing fighting skill, agility, never give up attitude, sense of humor as well as her seriousness, wide knowledge of the ancient history, seductive character and also her sexy body physique.... Well according to A.K.'s description that is.

What anthro's didn't know, was that Daring Do, and A.K. Yearling, were one and the same anthro........ So she thought.

After her change, the buff brown Pegasus mare gave a stretch, spreading her wings as they fluttered about slightly, before heading back down stairs. Little did she know she wasn't alone in the house.