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.
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