Scrap's Oddysee
 

This is my first fic, so it might suck. I'm not a good name maker. Criticizem is welcome.

Scrap's Oddysee

Chapter One: Not At Home

Scrap was sleeping. He was a young steef, who lived in a small village. He was slightly awake, and heard someone talking. The last thing he rememberd was, he was in his hut, going to sleep. He was awoken by a voice, then a gunshot. He went outside, and saw outlaws shooting random people. He was frozen in shock, and an outlaw saw him! He ran in the hut, but the out law got him, and hit him with his gun. That was it.
He looked around before moving, and spotted a fat and tall creature. He didn't move. He tried to see where he was, but was shot into the air. He realized he was in a truck! When he regained himself, he saw that the figure was gone, and the truck stopped. He carfully sat up and looked around. He saw other steefs tied up. He was to, but the rope was loose, so he could get out easy. He got out of the rope and prepared to open the door in he back of the dark truck, not knowing what was on he other side.
He rememberd to untie the other steef. About 5 of them were dead, and about 3 of them thanked Scrap and went to the door. Scrap stayed behind to see if any of the steef were still alive. He found a blanket. As the steefs opened the door, all hell would brake loose. He saw outlaws and they had guns. Big guns. He ran an hid under the blanket in the truck. He heard the scraems and knew what had happend. He heard a final BOOM and all was silent.
He heard some oulaws talking. "5,6,7,8, thats all of 'em" said one oultaw. "There was one more when we got here!" said another. "So, one of them bastards still 'round the truck?" said the third outlaw. He saw that the outlaws had left. Now was his chance! He slipped out, and saw a camp, and a road, and a bunch of hills. He couldent go to the camp, so he looked at the road. There were outlaws guarding it. He ran to the hills, not knowing what was going to happen.
He got to the hill and climbed it. He saw a vast plain, with a village at the end! It was a good 5 miles from the hill. He was hungry. He had to get food before he made the trip. He knew he would get killed trying to get food from the outlaws camp. He went down the hill to start toward the village. He forgot about hunger, and wonderd about his parents. What had happend to them. He had many questions waiting to be answered.

ey man that's a good start of the story I like it... well my fic isn't perfect either so don't ya worry 'bout that;) btw specially if it's the first time when they're writing and sending it in on the net. the fanfic I'm writing on now is the first one of mine I send out on the net.

I'm looking forward to read more of yer story dude;):p

Thank you. I read some of your fic and it is cool. I will probably improve on my writing as the story goes. I will post the next part, but if no one replies, I'm gonna stop. Here it is-
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Chapter 1: Not at Home (Pt. 2)

Scrap sighed and walked on. He was walking for hours now, and he was starved! He saw a tree and looked up at it. There were crutberries in it. Crutberries are small berries that look good, but taste horrible. He was too hungry to care. He climbed up and picked them. He heard a snarl. He stayed frozen inside the tree. He heard outlaws talking to each other."Damn steef! I saw him run dis way, toward the village!" said one outlaw. Scrap knew they were talking about him. A guard must have seen him!"Ya stupid idoit! He ain't here!" "Let's look over there!". The outlaws ran out of sight.
Scrap had a chance to escape. He slipped out of the tree and ran. He ate the remaining berries. He came to a tall hill. He carfully went up, and saw the village! He was about 1 1/2 miles from the village. All he had to do was follow the forest path. He ran down and stopped. He knew what was going on. He picked up a rock, and threw it about 7 feet away. 4 out laws scurried out of either side of the forest."There's the little rat! Get 'em!". Just as the outlaws came running to Scrap, the fell to the ground. The had tripped over a wire. A tall steef jumped out of the forest, and wrapped up the outlaws with some sort of bug. When the outlaws were knocked out, the steef finally said "You got a name, kid?"."I-i-i-iiii'ts S-s-scrap."said scrap slowly. "Y'all better come with me." said the stranger. "What's your name?" "You can call me Bud." "Okay,Bud"
Scrap and Bud strayed from the path."Where are you taking me?" "Ima takin' you to Varlay Village." "Where's that?" "A few minutes, it's just up ahead.". They stopped at a big gate. Scrap was thinking to himself. What if Bud wanted to kill him. What if his name wasen't even Bud! "Stop, now!"said Scrap."Why are you taking me to Varlay? Why did you save me?. "All in good time Scrap, all in good time.". Bud opened the gate and smiled at Scrap."Here we are.". Scrap looked at the beautiful village and smiled."C'mon Scrap! Times a waistin!" They came to a large tower. Bud opened it and Scrap saw an old figure."Hello." said the figure."Are you from Vloodoo Village?"it said. "Yes, I am." Scrap answered."I have a few qustions.
"How do you know I'm from Vloodoo?" said Scrap." I know alot of things, like your parents."said the figure, as he walked out of the shodow, becoming an old steef."What do you know about my parents!" "They used to be the king and queen of this reigon of oddworld, before you were born."said the old steef. "My name is Skum, elder of this village!". Scrap had his mouth open wide. King and Queen!?!

Well ya surley have improved yer writing... If I shall be honest, the story is good, but ya have to look a little bit closer at it. then I mean how words are going to be spelled and some of the talking between the characters themselves. like this one:

"What's your name?" "You can call me Bud." "Okay,Bud"

It could be more like this; Scrap looked at the tall Steef with both suprisement and fear. He asked "what's your name?" The giant Steef answered " You can call me Bud"
Scrap felt a relief and said "Okay, Bud" .

something in that style, maybe? It's jus' me though but just take a closer look at yer fic and then I guess it'll be a lot better. here's a few tips from me, which ya may think about:
1) write what yer about to write.
2) then read the part over and over again, while doing this look for wrong-spelled words or wrong grammar.
3) finaly read the text once more, and when ya think yer pleased with it then you may send it in to the forums:)

Jus' some tips from me... Good Luck Matie
btw thanx for reading me fic:D

Thanx for the tips DS. The chapter I'm gonna pot next is short, therefore, it will be better than the first chapter. Here it is:

Chapter 2: On the Road

Scrap's mouth was wide open. He was in terrible shock. He stood there, in the room, for what seemed like hours. He finally got ahold of himself. "Come here boy!" scowled Skum. " Whaaa-whyy-wwhh.......why didn't they tell me!?!" yelled Scrap. "They wanted to keep you safe!" said Skum. "They didn't stay here, so there enemies wouldn't get or find you!" yelled Skum. "Well, now there dead.....DEAD!!!" cried Scrap, who had tears running from his eyes. He know realized the sad truth. His parents were indeed, gone.
Bud looked at Scrap and frowend."I'f it makes you feel better, you can stay with me." he said quietly. Scrap paused and said, "I guss so, if it's alright.". Skum looked at scrap, then Bud, and said," Bud will be going on a trip, to recover somthing that was stolen from the village. If you choose to live with him, you will go to.". Scrap hesitated for a moment, then said " Okay, but how long will the trip be?"."Oh, about 4 weeks. We will be going to the town of Wilfrutziz. It is inhabited buy Mudokins. Nasty creatures to us they are." said Bud." I'll go.". " Good. Heh he he heh....." Skum laughed.
"Very good indeed."
Bud and Scrap left for the village 4 days later. They were both armed with weapons. They were in for one heck of an adventure.

YAY that was a good one xx_xx_odd:happy: jus' one more critique don't have too short sentences, it can in the long run get annoying, otherwise I'm looking forward to read more:p

Why I'm giving you tips and stuff is that, I'm going on a course in how to write and get better on grammar and so on, but that's an English course though... I like it so if ya have any wonderings, jus Pm me and I'll help ya out as much as I can;)

Nice work :D. Didn't expect the King and Queen part. There is one thing.....not very important......I just would have really liked to hear what Scrap is like with his new stuff, apart from that your sotry rocks! can't wait 'till you next part.......Good luck with it (just dont get stuck in a part where nothing interesting happens :( happened to me once, that story faded away.......*sighs* i likked that one too)

Thank you for the comments. Here is the second part of chapter 2:

Chapter 2: On the Road (Pt. 2)

"C'mon Scrap, just a little bit further." groaned Bud, who was hungry and very tired. Bud and Scrap were on the trip for about 3 days now, and they had ran out of provisions. Scrap was tired himself, but not that hungry. Just 1 day before, they were attacked by some Mudokin villagers. Scrap had a tall staff with a sharp blade at the end of it (Kinda like a native sickle.), and Bud had a native pistol, that fired large silver bullets. Scrap cut one of them in the leg, and Bud finished them off, one by one. The battle was 2-on-8, so Scrap and Bud were luckey they got out alive. They found a map in one of the mudokin's pack. They learned that the mudokins where planning to attack Varlay. They had to stop them.
"We are here!" Bud said aloud. they were in front of a huge gate made of logs. "Be quiet!" said Scrap in a whisper. Bud and Scrap looked up and saw a row of mudokins on top of the gate. " Oh sh-" said Bud, who was cut of of the sentance and getting pummeled by arrows. Scrap looked down at Bud, then up at the Mudokins. Scrap saw a group of arrows pouring down at him. He closed his eyes,for he knew what was going to happen.He was waiting for the blackness that would hit him. He was waiting for his slow, painful death.

Oohh that's a good one matie, yer story rox:D It's getting intense, very intense:happy:
lookin' forward to read more of yer story!:cheer:

*applaudes* I'm liking it :D I am almost shaking to see if they die or not :O

Yeah, I've been reading it through out periods of time and it is brillaint! I can't wait for more, please continue soon. It seems as if this is just getting to the good part!



Oh just to let you know, Mudokons is not spelled mudokins, its Mudokons.
Just a little tip.


Cant wait for more of the story!

Sorry I haven't updated the story. Thank u for the comments. Here is the next chapter:

Chapter 3: Behind Enemy Lines

Scrap was waiting for the arrows to hit him. And they did. Scrap felt the sting and saw the arrows shoot through his arms and his body. It hurt Scrap, and more arrows, and they were still coming. Scrap looked over to bud while he was crying in pain. Bud was still. He saw two Mudokons dragging him, and he tried to crawl, but knew it was hopeless. He lay still on the grass. He felt as the two Mudokons dragged him in, behind the gate. He was in enemy turf now. He closed his eyes and felt the the blood dripping over all of his body. He went still, and didn't know if he was dead or not.
He opened his eyes and looked around quickly. He was cleaned up and had stitches on his wounds. He saw Bud and he was still. He felt his chest and Bud was still breathing. He hit him in the face, and he didn't wake up. He stood up and saw that he was in a hut, with a small door. He saw a small chest, and tried to open it. It was hard, but he got it open. It had his clothes and his staff. It also had Bud's gun. He took the gun and the staff. He whaked Bud with the dull part of the staff. Bud woke up, but he was very tired. Scrap told Bud the whole story. Bud had a plan to tell to scrap.
"We gotta get outta here..." said drowsy Bud. Scrap looked at him and said, "Take your gun. There is a door over there. Let's head through it.". Bud walked to the door, and tapped it. He heard a voice outside. "Here he comes! Knock him out when he opens the door!". Bud stepped away from the door. He thought for a second, then looked up. "We can get through the roof. It is thin, and it leads outside!" whispered Bud. Scrap looked at him, then said, "Okay! I'll get on your back, and punch the roof!". Bud looked and said, "Okay, get on my shoulders.".
The plan worked. Bud and Scrap got on the roof. "Look." Bud whispered. Scrap looked, and, there were alot of mudokons. At least 800. Scrap looked around and saw the village. It was huge! It must have gone on for atleast 3 miles. Scrap saw a small vent on the ground. "I have an idea." Scrap smirked. "Let's go throuh that ventalation shaft.". Bud looked, and saw the vent." We will go for it, but there are Mudokons every were." said Bud. "We can wait untill they leave, so we can get in.".
Later, they crept down the hut and went for the hut."Get them!" screamed a Mudokon. "Run!" Bud yelled to Scrap, who responded with a nod. Scrap ran to the vent. He crawled in the hole. "Damn." Bud said, as he shot of the mudokons coming for him. Scrap ran in deeper into the shaft. Scrap knew Bud would protect him to the death. Scrap hoped Bud would come, but he was loosing hope. One on eight-hundred is nearly impossible. Scrap started to cry, but heard Bud telling him to keep going. Scrap was worried about Bud, but closed the hole. He heard Bud say, "I'll meet you where the shaft ends! Hurry!". Scrap was scared, but moved foward, in the unwelcoming darkness.


what do you think? I'll post the next one soon!

Hah, brilliant! I've been reading this since i signed up some time ago, but i fergot to post a reply once i got my account approved of. Yer story is great, I like it, keep goin...

Tension, Tension, Tension! It is brilliant! Man you have a great story goin here!PLEASE DO CONTINUE.

Okay, here is the next part:

Chapter 4: Out of the Frying-pan......

Scrap hurried foward. He couldn't see, but he had a good sense of derection. He was amazed that the underground shafts were so complicated. Scrap knew it wasn't an air vent, beacuse the village was out side! What was Scrap in? He heard a niose. A noise like.......running water! "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Scrap screamed as he was hit by the water. He was knocked out. Where would the underground water system take him? He didn't know what was going to happen.
Scrap came to a wall and crashed into it. He woke up, wondering what had happend. He looked at the wall, and knew it was where the water ended. Something was strange about this wall. It had a lot of carved writing. Scrap did his best to read it, but he was in a sewer! He didn't want to stay, so he tried to read it quickly. Here is what it said;

Those who find this message must recite these words:

That was all it said. The rest was in a different script, one he couldn't read. He looked behind him and saw that he had his staff. He took it out and walked in the only derection he could. The sewer was much bigger when it goes deeper into the ground. Scrap remembered what Bud said. He walked foward, and he came into a small room. It had 4 different ways to go. He went for the one on the right. He walked down, but there was a dead end. He went back to the room.
He went down the left one, and it had a ladder. He looked up, and there was no way out. He went back, then down the middle tunnel. He saw a way out, but no ladder. He had an idea. He went to get the ladder. When he got into the center room, he went to get the ladder. He brought it back, and put it up. He was almost free! He opened the top cover and stepped out. He looked around, and the hole was under a rock, where the gate was! He saw someone, but it was defintely not Bud.

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Skum was sitting on his throne. A guard-like creature entered the room. "Sir! We have word from our spy that the mudokons have captured Bud and the boy are captured!" it said. "Good. With the boy out of the way, I can be ruler!! HAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!" yelled Skum. The guard said, "But sir....isn't he th-" he was cut off by Skum yelling. He said "I don't care what the book says! The Mudokons will make sure that he never finds the truth!". "Even if he has those wierd powers? What about Bud?" said the guard. "Bud will die! As for the boy, if the mudokons don't get him, the out laws will! MWUHAAHAHAHAHAHA!" said Skum, with a smile on his face. The guard shaked as he fell to the floor, lifeless."I have the power to! I will have Scrap and Bud die, even if I have to do it myself...". Skum had a big smile on his face. An evil smile.

Good, I thought that Scum would end up being really nice. I like it! Keep goin!

Oh how mystical, I like the 'truth' and the powers that are as yet not known.........what are you waiting for get typing!:P! I want to read more :D

We are all so anctious to read more! Cant you see your constant not typing is tearing us apart!!!

Okay Okay! Chill. This will be my last chapter for the next couple of days. I'm going away for thanksgiving holiday. Here it is:

Chapter 4: .....and Into the Fire.

Scrap stopped cold. "Well lookie what we got here boys!" said the outlaw. It was the same outlaw that was chasing him in the truck. He was cornered. He suddenly remembered his staff! He took it out and held it in front of him. "What the hell is that? You think your gonna kill us with that piece of crap?" said the outlaw. "I reckon I'll be kicken' your ass today!" said a familiar voice. "Bud? Is it you?" screamed Scrap. "The name's Kru." said the tall steef with the skull mask on. He stepped out of the shadows."Let's kick some outlaw boo-tay."
Kru looked at Scrap and threw him a strange-looking gun. "What's this?" questioned Scrap, who was thoughtfully looking at it. "It's a custom shotgun." said Kru. He held up hid hand, witch was just a stump on his right arm."I'll explain later. Let's get these outlaws first. Kru had the same gun in his left hand, and he fired. It made a loud sound, and one outlaw lost a chunk of his face, and flew back about six feet."I'll get you for this, steef scum!"yelled one of the three reamaning outlaws. BOOM the gun went as Scrap fired. The outlaw flew back like last time. Another one met the same fate, but the last one shot Kru, who had a bad wound on his left shoulder. "NO!" Scrap cried as the outlaw aimed for him. He was mad, and his body filled with anger. He saw the outlaw disenegrate in front of him. Scrap tried to help Kru, but felt to weak. He fainted, as if his life essence was fading.
He awoke when he heard the sound of crunching leaves. He saw Kru walking around, looking astonished."Y..yy...you did something strange to me, while I was knocked out." said Kru." My wound was gone after you fell asleep. I woke up a little while after you fell asleep. What did you do?". Scrap looked around, suprised at what Kru said."Where did you come from?" asked Scrap. Kru looked at Scrap, and said, "I came from the city of Thorunk. It is about 20 miles away. A 2 day hike.". Scrap thought, and said "No I can't go to your village. I need to find my friend, Bud. You probably don't kno-". Scap was cut off. "Know him! He's my brother!" said Kru. "He's in the village." said Scrap. "Let's find him then!" said Kru with a smile.

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Skum was wriing something on a paper. A guard came in and said, "Sir! The temple is almost done!". "Good! We can put the boy on the stone, and wait until sunset. The prophecy says, who ever completes this ritual with the one's body, they will have ultumate power!!" said Skum. "But won't the boy be hard to kill? He is the one, after all." said the guard. The guard desinegrated by the throne. "Not if he dosen't learn his powers! I know the truth and have all of the powers! What does he have! A stupid bum! I will kill him, and rule! He is the only thing that stands in my way! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Skum laughed. Skum had the upper hand.

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For all who read this, I am probably going to post my art. Can someone tell me how to get the pictures on an attachment? Thanks. I also have a scanner, if that helps.

Firstly my comments on the story so far:- Nice work my friend I am still liking the 'truth' and that these powers are only visible when Scrap uses them, keep up the good work! :D

The comment on artwork:- You scroll down in your reply to thread thing (I don't know what they're called) and it says 'manage attatchments' its a button by the way. and click it and there you are you just save your artwork into a foldr or something and, well you know how to load files dont you?

Thanx Rincewynd. I'll post the art for the next chapter.

Nice, I love it!

To add on how to attach art: just like he said, you have to click on attachments down at the bottom after you write what you write next. Then it will ask you for the files you want to attach. If it is on your desktop, select desktop and choose the file name.

:cheer::cheer::cheer::cheer: Go xx_xx_odd:goof: sorry for not replying sooner, I've been busy lately...:( anyhow there's something ya should know; yer story ROX!

Thanks for the comments. I can't post the artwork yet, beacuse it's not done. Here is the next chapter:

Chapter 5: The Truth

Scrap and Kru sneaked to the gate of the village quietly. "How are we goin' to get out of the village?" whispered Scrap. Kru held a finger over his mouth, then pointed up. Scrap looked up and saw 10 mudokin heads staring at him from the top of the gate. "Damn, they saw us. We gotta run." said Kru. Scrap said, "Are you crazy! They'll send a whole platoon after us!". Kru thought quickly. "Grip my back tight, like you were climbing a tree. Hang on, and don't look down.". Scrap did as he was told, then closed his eyes.
Scrap heard Kru jump and stomp on the ground. He felt the frigid air on his face, then opened his eyes. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!" Scrap screamed. They were about 80 ft. in the air! He saw them go down, and land with a hard PLOP. "What did you do?!" asked Scrap. "I can jump really high. It is a tallent me and Bud have. Didn't he tell you?" said Kru. "Nooo..... In fact, there is alot of things he didn't tell me! Why did he find me? Why were you nearby the village? I want answers!" Scrap yelled. "Kru looked around and saw a strong wind swirl around them. Scrap's skin turned black. "What's happinin'?!" Yelled Kru.
Scrap toned down his temper and said, "Sorry. I was just really stressed out. It's kinda hard to take a death in your fami-" Scrap was cut off by Kru saying, "Shut up!". Scrap looked around and saw mudokins closing in on him. "NO MORE!! I'm tired of these mudokins attacking us! Time to fight back!" Scrap yelled. Scrap's skin turned black again and he let out a loud roar. He grew taller, like Bud and Kru's size. Wind swirled around Scrap and Kru. All of the mudokins were knocked back. Scrap skin turned normal again, and all of the mudokins were dead. "Ssssscccrapp." Said Kru, as he fell down. Scrap was out cold.
"Wake up!" said Kru. He said this over and over until Bud came. "Brother?" said bud in a scruffyu voice, as if he was cut at the throat. "Bud!" said Kru loudly. "Kru, come here. Tell Sceap the truth. I'm not gonna make it. Take care of him, and don't bring him back to Ssskkum....." his voice trailed off. Don't leave me now brother! Please!" said Kru crying. He held his ear up to Bud's chest. His heart wasn't beating. "NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Screamed Kru. Bud was dead.

Woah...Hmm, good writing...or would that be typing? Anyway, it's still goin great. Bud's death was a little sudden, though, don't ya think? All in all, i like it, much! Keep goin!

I'll post the next chapter later, but I wasn't planning on Bud being a main character. He was there to kind of set the story up. He was an important char. , but he wasn't supposed to be there for the whole story.
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Kru is a main character. He will be in the story for awhile. He is like a second Bud.
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(That won't die to quickly)

VERY GOOD:p:p:p!!!

Sure, you put Spoiler below the statement, after everyone's read it already. Heh, though i'm caught up through the story. But still, funny...

I will post the work soon. It is of my own creature, who will be introduced later. I will post it when I get to chapter 7.
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Chapter 6: The Village Master Crane

Kru got up crying, and looked at Scrap, who was waking up. It was quiet as Scrap stared in shock at Bud's dead body. Kru didn't say a word, and went to dig a hole. Scrap tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't answer. "What happened to him?" Scrap asked. "He was slit in the throat." said Kru crying. He wiped away his tears and threw Bud in the hole. Scrap saw something shiney on bus cloth pocket. "What's that?" he asked. He went to pick it up, and it was a key. "What is this for?" Scrap asked Kru. Kru said, "I don't know. I looks like the key to a chest or something.". Scrap put it in his pocket and him and Kru walked to the gate. They walked out, and Scrap suddenly wondered how he got knocked out in the first place. He saw that Kru was sad, so he didn't want to ask.
Kru and Scrap walked for days without saying a word. They stopped to rest on ocassion, but didn't talk or nothing. They came to a river, and drank all the water they could. The followed along the stream and eventually, after a few days, they came to a huge wooden wall. They looked around and saw no mudokins. They saw a ladder that reached up to the top of the wall. Kru was to tired to jump over, so him and Scrap went up. They came to the top. They saw a whole village in front of them. They looked around, and saw steefs working and walking around. They both smiled and jumped down the wall. They saw the steefs smile. "Hello my people!" Kru shouted. "This is my village, Scrap! Come, we can stay here for awile!" cheered Kru, who was very happy. "I can't. I have to bring this key back to Skum. He said it was important." said Scrap. "We can go later. You can stay here for a few days." Kru said. Kru remembered what Bud said to him. "I know the leader of this village. He has to tell you something. He knew your parents.". Scrap said,"What is his name?". "His name is Crane." said Kru in a happy voice. Scrap could finnaly learn about his past!
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Good. How many chapters will there be?

Come on, post some more.Its been a while.

Sorry CH. My computer broke down and I had to wipe it. I just got online and I still have to install all of the programs again. I will post it later. If not, It will be on tomorrow. Sorry.

Oh, yeaaaaaa! Your not dead! This means:
1: We will not have a thread saying goodbye to our dear XXXX Odd!

2: We get to hear more of Scrap's Story!



Im so happy, please post more soon. I cant take it any longer.

Damn Computer! :compmad: Can't do anything about the art now, so I'll have to deal with that later. Here is the story chapters (WARNING Probably some story spoilers):

Chap. 8: Training
Chap. 9: Finding a Crew
Chap. 10: Set Sail to the Unknown
Chap. 11: Camp
Chap. 12: Fang
Chap. 13: The Legend
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Chapter 7: Crane

Scrap and Kru walked the hut that seemed miles away. Kru and Scrap had stayed in the village for a day now. Crane was told of there presence and requested them at once. Scrap and Kru were lead by a young steef, about 18 years old. Scrap was exited that He was going to meet Crane, but at the same time, he wanted to go home. He missed Bud, he missed his home, but most of all he missed his parents. He wondered where he would live. He didn't want to stay with Skum, and Kru wasn't about to raise him. He was scared at the fact that he was an orphan now. What was he to do? He saw people living in small cabins. Families that had children they cared for. Now he was alone. No family, only Kru. He thought deeply about his situation, and Kru tapped him on his shoulder. Kru then said, "We have arrived at Crane's hut." Scrap looked up and he was shocked. In front of him was not a hut, but a huge mansion.
"Come." said Kru as he walked up the staircase that lead to the door. Kru had become more serios in the time they were there. It was like somthing was missing. He shrugged it off and went to Kru. "The last time I came through these doors, I was a mere boy. Alot has changed while I've been gone." Kru mummered. "Where have you been all of your life?" Scrap blurted out. "I've been.......... I'll tell you when the time is right.". Scrap and Kru walked next to the door and knocked on it. A young steef came out and led them in. The steef said nothing and led them to a big room with chair in the back. An old steef was sitting in the chair. "Hello young steef." said the steef in the chair. Scrap was surprised, as he didn't make a sound as he walked in. Scrap mummered, "Hello. Who are you?" The steef responded in a raspy voice,"Do you have no respect? I am the head of this village. I see you met Kru. Ahhhhh....... I remember when he was a young steef like you. How old are you, and why have you come?" Scrap then said, "I am 14 years old, sir. How old are you?" Crane said "I am 146 years old, but it does not matter." Scrap was surprised to hear he was so old. The normal life spand of a steef was........forever, but they could be killed. Crane stood up from his chair and walked toward Scrap.
As he came out of the shadows, he didn't look a day over 30. "Why do you look so young?" Scrap asked quizically. "Time does not affect steefs in this part of oddworld. Scrap was suddenly struck with questions. There were many things he didn't know about steefs. He always wondered why his parents looked so young. "Why have you brought me here?" Scrapo said to Kru. Kru answered with, "You must stay here and when you are rested, you can return the key to Skum. Meanwhile, we must talk with Crane, for he will tell you many things of your powers and your history." Scrap stared at Kru with wide eyes. He knew of his powers, but he was worried if he was a freak. Suddenly, Crane said "Skum...... He is a fowl one. He has caused our race great pain." Scrap responded with "What! He gave me shelter and was a kind being! He.....he..." Scrap's voice trailed off. "You don't know much, Scrap. Bud knew, but didn't tell you, because he feared you would be scared, and he wanted to wait untill you got far from the village." Crane said to Scrap. He was scared. "If this is true, what is the key for?" Crane looked at Scrap and said, "This key is for opening a gate. The gate lies on a far island. You must go to the island, open the gate."
Scrap was shocked at the proposal. "We'll sleep on it." Kru said before Scrap had a chance to speak. "You may sleep in my mansion. I hope you like your room. You will stay in it untill it is time." said Crane. Scrap wondered what he ment, but was too tierd to ask. Kru stayed and talked with Crane more. As Scrap turned around, someone was at the door. It was the most beautiful steef he had ever seen. "Hello." she said. He heard Crane say, "Ahhh. It is my daughter, Krystal. How are you?" Scrap was in shock. He ignored Crane and said "Hello." in a low voice. She ignored him and went to her father. Scrap turned around and saw Crane with his daughter. He remembered when he played with his mother. She looked abou 20 years old. He said goodnight, and walked to his room thinking about her. After a few minutes, he realized something. He had to go to some oddforsaken island, probably a 1,000,000 miles away! Was he going to spend his life traveling, loosing friends and making new ones? He ran back to the room Crane was in. "Why do I have to do this!! Why me!!" Scrap's heart was beating fast. "Be com, young one." said Crane. "Why should I!" snapped Scrap. "Because....... It is your destiny."

WOOOHOOO! Hell yes!
Thank you!

Newest chapter!!! OMG! New chapter list:

Chap. 14: Flying in the Night
Chap. 15: Captured
Chap. 16: Escape
Chap. 17: Finding a Ship
Chap. 18: An Old Friend
Chap. 19: Death
Chap. 20: LAST CHAPTER (Maybe)
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I'm gonna post the next chapter later. The chapters will be longer now, but I won't post them as often. Maybe 2 or 3 times a week.

I really like the idea of longer chapters........ but not the idea of 2 or 3 times a week. Im sorry im naggin, I just love you story! It really is brilliant!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while.Okay, I won't stall. I'll get down to the point. Chapter 8 will be LONG. It will also serve a long time in the story. I'll say it'll be more than a few years. Due to the length, I will split the chapter into 2 parts. Thank you for your cooperation.
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Chapter 8: Training (Pt. 1)

Scrap had a smirk on his face. He let out a small chuckle. "Are you trying to say I have a destiny?" he laughed, "Like those old legends? I can't beleive that. King and Queen I can, but that? No." Crane looked at Scrap with a serious expression on his cold face. "This is no joke, and you should not take it as one. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you now. All in the morning. I'll see you tomorow. Go, now." Scrap thought about Cranes rudness. He decided that Crane knew much, so he would play along. "I shall see you tomorrow too." said Scrap. He left for the night, and went to sleep. Late in the night, Scrap heard a sound. It was a horn. The horn was loud and it made a screeching sound that made Scrap shiver. He looked around, and it was pitch black. He didn't have trouble seeing. He could see very well in the dark. He found the door he used to go in, and went into the hall. He saw a small opening in the wall, witch he assumed was a window. He looked out and saw someone. It was an old steef, a few inches taller then Scrap. He saw the steef's eyes, witch were orange. The steef had a strong glare at Scrap. He was worried. What if he was evil? What if he was good? He ran down the hall to look for Crane. He found Crane in a room, laying down. "Crane! There's an old steef outside the palace!" Crane was still. "Crane? Crane? Crane!" He lay still, dispite Scrap's yelling. Just hen, Crane's daughter came in the room. "Wha happen?" She said. Scrap knew she was tierd. "He's--h-h-he's dead." said Scrap in a low voice. Even though Scrap did not know Crane well, he was still very sad. He would not get the answer's he desired. "What is your name?" asked Scrap, trying to cheer her up. It didn't work. "M-m-m-my name is Rose........" Her voice trailed off.
As rose was crying over her father, Scrap remembered the old steef. "Was it him?" he said to himself. Kru walked in. He looked beat up. "What happened?" said Scrap.
Kru looked at Scrap. He looked mad. He said, "I'll tell you later. We have to get out of here." Scrap nodded. He looked around. "Who is the man outside?" asked Scrap. "That is Commander Spark. He will help us outta here. We need to go. Take Rose. Go get some clothes, and any thing you want. We won't be coming back." Right after Kru finished taking, Scrap heard a sound. "Fire the boulders!" said a voice outside. "We need to go now!" said Kru. So, Scrap, Kru, and Rose went dont outside. "Run through the village! we'll meet at the gate!" said kru, running away from Scrap. Scrap and Rose ran through the village. There was war. Many steefs were trying to protect there village. Scrap saw theese creatures, that looked like Mudokons and steefs mixed. He saw many die, and others captured. He was near the end of the village, and he saw the gate. He saw Rose and Kru. Spark was waiting for them. "Aye! what took ya so long? We'd best be going." Scrap listened to him. They left the gate and ran down to the dark forest. "There she is!" said Spark as they came to a large shore. Scrap saw a boat docked on shore. "Put your things in. We will leave as soon as possible." Scrap and Rose nodded and went onto the ship.
"Tell me again, how you knew my father." Said Scrap in a deep voice. "Aye. He was my partner in the open sea." Said Spark. It had been 5 years since he first met Spark. Him, Kru, and Rose had been sailing since then. They had been in many cities, they had seen many sites, and Scrap coulden't be happier. The month he spent with Bud and Kru was the worst of his life. He had learned some of the truth about his powers. He learned that he was a desendant to the King. He had the powers of a god, as his grandfather had. He had learned about Skum, how he was bad. Skum was now the King, Scrap's rightful place. He was annoyed to learn that Bud knew this, but made no attempt to stop him. He knew that the mission to the mudokon village was to get him killed. Scrap had lived on the large ship for 5 years. Him, Kru, Rose, and Spark lived as bandits. Skum had made him the most wanted criminal in oddworld. He was annoyed that his whole life had been destroyed in a few weeks, but he learned to live with it. He still wondered 3 things. Why did he have these powers, what was that key for, and what was that old writing in the mudokon village?
Over the five years he lived on the ship, he viseted over 16 cities. He was trained by Kru on the ship. He was trained with a sword, with guns, with other things to. Since Scrap was so thin, he made a perfect ninja. The only thing that gave him away was his feet. Every day he wondered, "Am I going to live like this for the rest of my life?" That question rolled in his head. He learned many legends about his family, and he learned many things about history and culture. It was dawn. Scrap was sleeping in his cabin when he heard a scream. "What happened?" said Scrap, as he awoke. He ran outside of the cabin and saw a hole in the ship. "We need to get off the ship!" said Spark. He took a life boat and put some supplies in it. Scrap saw Kru helping. "Go get Rose!" he yelled. Scrap nodded and ran to Rose's cabin. She was sleeping. Scrap picked her up and carryed her to the boat. Rose never talked much. He put her in and helped to put supplies in. Everyone was in the boat and they rowed to the small shore. Scrap looked back at the ship. It sank within seconds. He rowed on, struggeling. He was sad thaty the boat was gone, but he was happy to get off of it. They were about a 1/2 a mile from shore. About 6 miles along the shore was a city. They could go to the city. The one thing Scrap wondered was, who shot their ship?
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Nice! It is very good! Its getting to the point where Im wondering just as much as Scrap is. Keep up the good work!

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I'll post a chapter tomorrow, probably. I won't post Chap. 10 until wen-thur next week. I'm going away for the holidays.
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Chapter 8: Training (Part 2)

Scrap looked at the smoke trail that the shot came from. He moved his finger along it, following it to it's launch point, and saw anther ship. "There!" he said. "The missiles came from that ship!" Kru and Spark looked and nodded. "Aye. I know that ship. It be one of Skum's warship's, it be." Scrap looked as Spark talked on. "Look! Another one!" said scrap, pointing to the incoming missile. "GET DOWN!" yelled Kru. BOOM. The rocket hit the side of the boat with a slap. "Ahhh......." mummered scrap, as he looked at his side. It was bleeding like crazy. There was a chunk of wood lodged in him about 4 inches on his right side. "Scrap." said Spark, looking at hin. The missile had cut the boat in half, seperating them. He looked around and saw Rose by his side. Kru and Spark were ont the other half of the broken boat. Kru and Spark were drifting toward the city, while Scrap and Rose were going into the open sea. "Scrap...." said Rose, looking at him. He felt cold as he saw Spark and Kru turn into a little dot, miles away. Scrap looked at Rose again, then he closed his eyes. He was in shock at what happened, and he fell asleep, on the half of a boat, drifting away, on the open sea.
Scrap started to remember things that happened over the past few years. He remembered his training as a swordsman. His master was the one known as Sene. He was with him for 4 months, endlessley learning the arts of the sword. He struggled to learn, but in the end, he learned it all. He then went to Master Suna. She tought him about writing and grammer. She gave him a paper, so he could translate things into his language. He also went to the master of magic. He learned to lift things with ihs mind, to read minds, and to do many things. He went to Sir Crum, the warrior that tought him to use his surroundings to his advantage. All of these people opposed Skum and his evil empire. He liked them for it, and he wanted them to go with him. They all said no, and he left. He left with alot of abilities under his belt. He remembered all of these people. He awoke in the wrecked boat, looking around. It was pitch black.
He saw Rose laying down, asleep. He felt the pain in his side, and saw it was stitched up. He looked at the wreck and saw his sword, langauge book, his gun, his coat, and his pack, witch had some food, eater, and a map and compass. He got up and saw sand and a small rock. "Land?" he said to himself. He looked around and they looked like they were alone. He looked up and, looking at the moon, he decided he was sleeping for atleast 8 hours. He looked at Rose and saw her laying. He picked her up, and bought her to a tree. He layed her down next to it and put his coat on her. He got his pack and other things. He put all but his sword in the pack, witch wayed about 4 pounds, very light. He put it next to the tree trunk and decided that rose stitched him up. He shoved the scraps of wood into the water, careful not to let any one know the boat crashed. He lay his sword across his lap as he sat down next to the trunk of the tree. He sat stone cold, waiting for Rose to get up. He was going to protect her, no matter what.