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chapter belong to me, and so does Scraff and the DWE.
The Sword Keeper, chapter 2 written by: Scraff
Location: Crater outside of temple.
"What do you mean, oh my name is Scraff? Don't play dumb with us! We have orders to destroy you anyway! C'mon! Let's go, attack!" Yelled the wolf closest to Scraff. Apparently, the wolf was angry that Scraff didn't know his own name. The wolf that was yelling charged at Scraff, his sword aimed at his head. Scraff easily dodged the slash, and also dodged several more before disappearing. "What? Where did he go?" Right after theses words were said, Scraff reappeared behind the attacking wolf, and with a quick short stab, the wolf fell to the to the ground. "That's it! You're dead!" Scraff just noticed that the second wolf hadn't attacked yet. "And just what are you waiting for?" Scraff said in a cold, harsh voice. "Nothing! You're going down!" The wolf charged at him, holding his spiked club out to the side. The wolf jumped up, the spiked club held high over his head. Scraff simply made a swift vertical slash at just the right moment, then hearing the thuds of the two halves falling to the ground. To Scraff's great surprise, the top half of the wolf was still speaking. "Heh heh.... you only felled the two of us....... you're no match for the Dark Wolf Empire.........." Suddenly, Scraff had another memory. "Yes, the evil I'm looking for, it's the Dark Wolf Empire! But why am I going after them? How do I destroy them? I need to find out where the rest of them are, and hopefully this ship will take me to someone who can tell me!" After getting in the ship, Scraff suddenly realized something: how was he going to fly the ship? Scraff had no idea how to fly a ship, and had never even been inside one before. "Um........ okay, that's it! I'm doing this my way!" Scraff angrily yelled, thrusting his sword into the ship's controls. A mysterious blue light started to surround Scraff, his sword, and the control panel. "Yes, I'll fly this %amn ship with my mind!"
After flying around for hours, not sensing a single living thing, Scraff started to get discouraged. "Argh! Is there a single #od %amn person in this entire system? Huh? What was that? Yes! Some people! A lot of people! They're on that asteroid down there!" After landing the ship, Scraff noticed that the people were in a small building with the letters "B-A-R" in big red neon lights. "Bar? I wonder what that is? Oh well, that were the life forms are." Scraff said to himself, walking in. All the noise coming from the bar suddenly stoped. He of course could the eyes of about twenty different creatures, each one fairly surly looking, staring at him. Scraff then noticed a rather large dog cleaning a glass behind the counter. "I suppose he is the bar master?" Scraff thought, heading toward him. "My name is Scraff, I want to know if you can give me some information" But before the bartender could speak, another husky looking dog growled at him. "Why the hell are you wearing those stupid clothes? And why are you carrying such a puny weapon?" The growled, glancing at the sword on Scraff's back. "If I were you, I'd shut my mouth about stuff I didn't understand" Scraff calmly replied. At first, the look on the dog's face was of utter disbelief. After all, Scraff was about half the size of him. Then the shocked look change to anger. "Well, I guess I'll just have to teach you a lesson!" The dog yelled, charging at Scraff. Scraff calmly held his hand out in front of himself, and the charging dog ran right into it, knocking himself out. "Hey!" An angry pig said, charging at Scraff. Scraff rolled his eyes, dodged the pig's punch, then elboed him in the side, throwing him against the wall. "Now," Scraff said, turning to the bartender, "about my question." "Yes?" The bartender squeaked timidly. "Do you know anything about the DWE." "The what?" "*Sigh* The Dark Wolf empire." "Do they wear old black armor and carry swords and clubs?" "Yes! Did you see them? Where did they go?" "They came here, they said they were looking for a sword or something." Suddenly, a flashback hit Scraff. He saw himself guarding a sword, similar to his own. "Are you alright sir?" The bartender asked. "Yes, I'm fine. Now you said they came here, where did they go next?" I heard them talking about going to Cosmosis. It's a planet 75 kl's north from here." *Authors note: I made up the distance measurement called kl. It's about 100 miles* "Ok, I'll go there. Thank you for your time, sir." Scraff said, leaving the bar and entering the space pod. He stuck his sword back in and took off. "Ok, next stop, Cosmosis."
The Sword Keeper, chapter 2 written by: Scraff
Location: Crater outside of temple.
"What do you mean, oh my name is Scraff? Don't play dumb with us! We have orders to destroy you anyway! C'mon! Let's go, attack!" Yelled the wolf closest to Scraff. Apparently, the wolf was angry that Scraff didn't know his own name. The wolf that was yelling charged at Scraff, his sword aimed at his head. Scraff easily dodged the slash, and also dodged several more before disappearing. "What? Where did he go?" Right after theses words were said, Scraff reappeared behind the attacking wolf, and with a quick short stab, the wolf fell to the to the ground. "That's it! You're dead!" Scraff just noticed that the second wolf hadn't attacked yet. "And just what are you waiting for?" Scraff said in a cold, harsh voice. "Nothing! You're going down!" The wolf charged at him, holding his spiked club out to the side. The wolf jumped up, the spiked club held high over his head. Scraff simply made a swift vertical slash at just the right moment, then hearing the thuds of the two halves falling to the ground. To Scraff's great surprise, the top half of the wolf was still speaking. "Heh heh.... you only felled the two of us....... you're no match for the Dark Wolf Empire.........." Suddenly, Scraff had another memory. "Yes, the evil I'm looking for, it's the Dark Wolf Empire! But why am I going after them? How do I destroy them? I need to find out where the rest of them are, and hopefully this ship will take me to someone who can tell me!" After getting in the ship, Scraff suddenly realized something: how was he going to fly the ship? Scraff had no idea how to fly a ship, and had never even been inside one before. "Um........ okay, that's it! I'm doing this my way!" Scraff angrily yelled, thrusting his sword into the ship's controls. A mysterious blue light started to surround Scraff, his sword, and the control panel. "Yes, I'll fly this %amn ship with my mind!"
After flying around for hours, not sensing a single living thing, Scraff started to get discouraged. "Argh! Is there a single #od %amn person in this entire system? Huh? What was that? Yes! Some people! A lot of people! They're on that asteroid down there!" After landing the ship, Scraff noticed that the people were in a small building with the letters "B-A-R" in big red neon lights. "Bar? I wonder what that is? Oh well, that were the life forms are." Scraff said to himself, walking in. All the noise coming from the bar suddenly stoped. He of course could the eyes of about twenty different creatures, each one fairly surly looking, staring at him. Scraff then noticed a rather large dog cleaning a glass behind the counter. "I suppose he is the bar master?" Scraff thought, heading toward him. "My name is Scraff, I want to know if you can give me some information" But before the bartender could speak, another husky looking dog growled at him. "Why the hell are you wearing those stupid clothes? And why are you carrying such a puny weapon?" The growled, glancing at the sword on Scraff's back. "If I were you, I'd shut my mouth about stuff I didn't understand" Scraff calmly replied. At first, the look on the dog's face was of utter disbelief. After all, Scraff was about half the size of him. Then the shocked look change to anger. "Well, I guess I'll just have to teach you a lesson!" The dog yelled, charging at Scraff. Scraff calmly held his hand out in front of himself, and the charging dog ran right into it, knocking himself out. "Hey!" An angry pig said, charging at Scraff. Scraff rolled his eyes, dodged the pig's punch, then elboed him in the side, throwing him against the wall. "Now," Scraff said, turning to the bartender, "about my question." "Yes?" The bartender squeaked timidly. "Do you know anything about the DWE." "The what?" "*Sigh* The Dark Wolf empire." "Do they wear old black armor and carry swords and clubs?" "Yes! Did you see them? Where did they go?" "They came here, they said they were looking for a sword or something." Suddenly, a flashback hit Scraff. He saw himself guarding a sword, similar to his own. "Are you alright sir?" The bartender asked. "Yes, I'm fine. Now you said they came here, where did they go next?" I heard them talking about going to Cosmosis. It's a planet 75 kl's north from here." *Authors note: I made up the distance measurement called kl. It's about 100 miles* "Ok, I'll go there. Thank you for your time, sir." Scraff said, leaving the bar and entering the space pod. He stuck his sword back in and took off. "Ok, next stop, Cosmosis."
