THE LEGEND OF THE RIVER KING part 1

Meet Biff. Biff lives in a small town with his sister, Teruyo, and his mother. Teruyo is very sick, and the only one who can produce a cure for the illness is her mother, but unfortunately, she needs something important to make it. She has told Biff that it is crucial that he find more information on a fish called the "River King", which has only been seen by one man in the entire village, the fishing master.

"Please, Biff, you must find the River King in the next 24 hours, or it will be too late!" Biff's mother pleaded. That being said, Biff rolled over in bed and decided he'd go about it in a couple of hours.

SMACK!

Biff changed his mind about that quite suddenly, and soon he was on his way out the door in search of the fishing master. Realizing that the door lead him into the closet, he went back through it and rubbed his eyes of the sleep that clouded his vision. It was time to walk the town.

As he walked along the wide path of his neighborhood, Biff was greeted by many. He wanted to stop and chat with them, but it seemed as though he could never get a word out in his conversations with the talkative people.

"Hi, Biff!" an older gentleman greeted him. Biff smiled pleasantly and held out his middle finger happily to him in reply. No time to dawdle, he had business to attend to, and this action was both polite and it got the message across clearly.

Biff got to the tackle shop and was greeted by a tall man who smelled of something very interesting indeed.

"What are you doing, Biff?" the tall man asked in a somewhat rude tone of voice. Biff looked up at him and glared to let the man know he was not finished going about his business yet, and then buried his face back into the man's armpit to continue deciphering what kind of odor he reeked of. His attempts were in vain, for the tall man pushed him away. "Biff, I do not know what you are trying to accomplish, but there are important matters that we need to attend to."

Biff nodded and allowed the tall man, who he now understood to be the fishing master, to bring out a clump of papers and slam them on the table. Biff smiled at the papers, for they seemed friendly.

"This is all the information we need to find the legendary fish called the 'River King'", the master fisherman said.

Biff smiled and nodded, this was indeed a good thing.

"Using this information, you should be able to capture it by nightfall."

Biff smiled and nodded, this was also a good thing.

"Now all you have to do is read through it."

Biff frowned and spat in the man's face, this was not such a wonderful thing.

Master fisherman wiped his face, "Right, I'll leave you to your work. If you have any further questions…"

Biff shook his fist in warning.

"Uh, yes. I'll be seeing you," and the master fisherman was on his way, leaving Biff alone in the tackle shop by himself. Biff smiled at this, for he took this as permission to rob the man blind. Ignoring the papers on the desk, Biff stole nearly every pretty thing in sight and shoved it into his tackle box. Now he was prepared for the long journey ahead of him.

On his way out, Biff grabbed the papers and began to skim through them on his way through town. There were many words, and not so many pictures. This was upsetting to him, and he soon found that the only ones worth keeping were the ones with pictures on them.

"Hello, Biff," a nice old woman recognized the busy lad as he walked with his face buried in the important material. Biff was too busy to answer, but he gave a friendly middle finger in acknowledgement as well, for it seemed rude to completely ignore her.

Aha! The boy thought as he finished reading the diagrams. It seemed that the River King indeed lived in the water, and having resolved that matter, Biff now had some clue as to where he would start looking for the magical fish. What a grand day!

"Are you leaving town, Biff?" a strange man inspected at the gates.

Biff looked up at the man and instantly recognized him as the town policeman. This was a nice man, but he somewhat irritated people from time to time with his ongoing investigations, presuming that someone had been poisoning the waters about them.

"Aren't you going to answer me, Biff?"

Biff showed the man the diagrams he had been looking at.

"Hmm, the legendary River King. Do you intend to catch this fish?" the policeman inquired.

Biff smiled and nodded, this man was a genius.

"And what do you intend to do with it afterwards?"

Biff opened his mouth wide and pointed to it repeatedly. It would be a very tasty fish, but then he remembered that he was to summon the fish's magical powers to conjure up a cure for his sister's illness. Life was indeed a pain in the ass.

"Eat the River King? Well that can't be right. Anyways, have a good day."

Biff was back on his way and out onto the happy trails outside town. It was time to go fishing, and he thought that he would start with the river that ran right beside the town he lived in. It was then that he spotted a lively little chipmunk on the path, and his attention was now diverted to the happy little fellow and his cute exterior features.

It was time to spring into action, this creature meant to harm poor Biff, and the boy needed to defend himself. He took out a large machete and lunged for the evil chipmunk, expecting to destroy it in one blow. The chipmunk was very frightened by this drastic turn of events, but he did not flee as one would expect. No, instead he bore his claws and unleashed his fangs of terror and unleashed them upon his attacker! Poor Biff never saw it coming.

To Be Continued…