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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