I don't own anything in Lunar. ~KawaiiKirby

Chapter 1

Mel drew his sword and lunged at the creature. The creature was startled at a man attacking him and was caught off guard. Mel got a nice swipe at him
and a deep gash was visible on the creature's neck. The creature was very much like a snake. It was long and slithery, with a
long neck and a small head. It had a tongue like a snake, and slithered around similar to a snake. There was one difference, though. Its tail was like a large club, with several spikes. It was fat and strong and pounced
on Mel with every chance. Mel struggled against the tail. What could he do? It was very difficult to
get another good shot now that the snake knew he was there. Something distracted the snake for a millisecond and Mel saw his chance. He
jumped onto the head and pointed the tip of his sword down. The snake struggled to throw him off, but Mel held tight. He stabbed the sword down
and instantly the snake collapsed. Mel sighed and breathed with relief. He jumped off the limp body and walked
calmly over to his cheering mates.
"Wow! That was amazin', Cap'n!"
"Right ho, Mel! Way to go!"
"Thank you so much for your help, kind sailor." The cheering stopped. An old man had emerged from his house and was limping
towards them. "That snake has been terrorizing our town for two days now," the old man
said in a scratching voice. "There was nothing we could do about it."
Mel was startled. He had thought everyone had perished.
"Well, I had ta do somethin'," he said in a pleased voice. "That there
snake was gonna ruin me mates trip." Soon, people were streaming out of their houses to see who had saved them.
There were gasps and slit cheers in the crowd.
The old man grabbed a nearby box and stood on top of it.
"Attention! Could I have your attention, please?"
All the chatter stopped. They were eager to know what happened. "This sailor has saved us from the snake. We must do something in return.
Any ideas?"
The crowd was a buzz again. People were shouting out ideas.
"Give him twenty bottles of beer!"
"No, no. Let him decide what he wants!"
"Make him governor!"
Everyone stopped and stared at the woman who had shouted that. She cleared her throat, "Well, we do need a governor and he seems fit for
the job." The old man nodded in agreement, "I agree." He turned to Mel. "Well, do you
accept?" Mel turned a shade of red. He turned to his sailors. They all nodded. They
agreed as well. "What an honor. I just dun know what ta say."
The crowd did.
"Say you will!" Mel cleared his throat. He hoped he wouldn't regret this. "Well, I guess I
will." The crowd screamed and shouted with glee. Soon, they would have a party to
celebrate their new governor. They couldn't have been happier.