The Four Warriors-Chapter1
Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 6:37 pm
Chapter1
Logan
Once upon a time there was a person. He was five years old. He was blue and weighed one hundred nineteen pounds. He was called Logan. One morning he woke up.
His mom came in yelling, “Son, I have wonderful news!"
"What is it, mom," Logan asked.
"You have been chosen," his mom replied.
"Chosen for what?" Logan asked.
"For the four warriors," his mom answered.
"What four warriors?" Logan asked.
"The four warriors are the four people chosen to go out and save the world of monsters and help people who need help," his mom replied happily. "You will most likely never see me again."
Yoshi
Once upon a time there was a person. He was six years old. He was green and looked like a dinosaur. He was called Yoshi. One morning he woke up, knowing that he would be one of the four warriors in a few days. The next day he packed.
“You can’t take these!” his mom said looking at his bag. “You can’t take this bag or this kitchen sink, they’re not expensive enough!”
He arrived at the place they meet two hours early because he was rich and used a limo. He had a bag made of gold that was ten feet tall and ten feet wide.
Louie
Once upon a time there was a person. He was four years old. He had a spacesuit on and had a red thing sticking out of his head. His name was Louie. One morning he woke up, knowing he would be one of the four warriors. He arrived at the place to meet at one minute before it started. He had a bag that was pretty small.
Tails
Once upon a time there was a person. He was seven years old. He was brown and had three tails. His name was Tails. One morning he woke up, knowing he would be one of the four warriors. He was very poor, so he woke up right next to the place to meet right when it started. He had a very small bag made of cloth.
The Next Day
Logan knew was the day to leave. He got up and packed all of the stuff he wanted to take. His mom walked in.
“Let me see what’s in there,” she said.
“Okay,” Logan said handing her the bag.
“You can’t take all of this stuff!” his mom yelled. “You can’t take the kitchen sink, the TV, and the radio.”
“But mom,” Logan said.
“No buts,” his mom said.
“So I can’t take my butt either?” Logan asked.
“No, that’s not what I meant,” his mom said. “You have to go now.”
So Logan left the house.
He headed towards the edge of the town. He had heard that the mayor was there. The mayor was going to release the four warriors out of the town. Logan couldn’t believe he was picked. He thought there was a mistake and that he would come and the four warriors would already have left.
He was almost there when he heard the mayor say, “We are here with the four warriors, but one of them isn’t here yet. I hope he gets here soon. He must be running late.”
Logan ran towards the mayor.
He made it to the mayor and said, “Hi Mr. Mayor, I’m sorry I’m late. I had to pack this morning.”
“That’s okay, you’re only two hours late,” the mayor said.
“Will I have a new name for being in the four warriors?” Logan asked.
“Yes, you will,” the mayor said. “And you will forget your old one. Everyone will forget your old name but remember you.”
“What is it?” Logan asked.
“I can’t tell you,” the mayor said. “You will find out at your first location to go to.”
“How will we know that?” Logan asked.
“I don’t know,” the mayor said. “You will find out.”
Logan
Once upon a time there was a person. He was five years old. He was blue and weighed one hundred nineteen pounds. He was called Logan. One morning he woke up.
His mom came in yelling, “Son, I have wonderful news!"
"What is it, mom," Logan asked.
"You have been chosen," his mom replied.
"Chosen for what?" Logan asked.
"For the four warriors," his mom answered.
"What four warriors?" Logan asked.
"The four warriors are the four people chosen to go out and save the world of monsters and help people who need help," his mom replied happily. "You will most likely never see me again."
Yoshi
Once upon a time there was a person. He was six years old. He was green and looked like a dinosaur. He was called Yoshi. One morning he woke up, knowing that he would be one of the four warriors in a few days. The next day he packed.
“You can’t take these!” his mom said looking at his bag. “You can’t take this bag or this kitchen sink, they’re not expensive enough!”
He arrived at the place they meet two hours early because he was rich and used a limo. He had a bag made of gold that was ten feet tall and ten feet wide.
Louie
Once upon a time there was a person. He was four years old. He had a spacesuit on and had a red thing sticking out of his head. His name was Louie. One morning he woke up, knowing he would be one of the four warriors. He arrived at the place to meet at one minute before it started. He had a bag that was pretty small.
Tails
Once upon a time there was a person. He was seven years old. He was brown and had three tails. His name was Tails. One morning he woke up, knowing he would be one of the four warriors. He was very poor, so he woke up right next to the place to meet right when it started. He had a very small bag made of cloth.
The Next Day
Logan knew was the day to leave. He got up and packed all of the stuff he wanted to take. His mom walked in.
“Let me see what’s in there,” she said.
“Okay,” Logan said handing her the bag.
“You can’t take all of this stuff!” his mom yelled. “You can’t take the kitchen sink, the TV, and the radio.”
“But mom,” Logan said.
“No buts,” his mom said.
“So I can’t take my butt either?” Logan asked.
“No, that’s not what I meant,” his mom said. “You have to go now.”
So Logan left the house.
He headed towards the edge of the town. He had heard that the mayor was there. The mayor was going to release the four warriors out of the town. Logan couldn’t believe he was picked. He thought there was a mistake and that he would come and the four warriors would already have left.
He was almost there when he heard the mayor say, “We are here with the four warriors, but one of them isn’t here yet. I hope he gets here soon. He must be running late.”
Logan ran towards the mayor.
He made it to the mayor and said, “Hi Mr. Mayor, I’m sorry I’m late. I had to pack this morning.”
“That’s okay, you’re only two hours late,” the mayor said.
“Will I have a new name for being in the four warriors?” Logan asked.
“Yes, you will,” the mayor said. “And you will forget your old one. Everyone will forget your old name but remember you.”
“What is it?” Logan asked.
“I can’t tell you,” the mayor said. “You will find out at your first location to go to.”
“How will we know that?” Logan asked.
“I don’t know,” the mayor said. “You will find out.”
