Crom Ross and the legend of the Lunar Cross

By:  Jarod, 6^th grade

                                     Part 1

            Crom Ross, teenage treasure hunter woke up to his cell phone ringing. As he picked up the phone he thought of exactly what anyone could want from him this early. As he ran downstairs he passed his loyal companion Rib-by who barked and followed him downstairs. He grabbed one of his shirts and his phone dropped out which he caught and pressed the chat button. “Hello, Ross’s residents” he answered, “… …” “Uh hello” he said. “… … you have 5 min. to evacuate the building…” “What!” “You now have 4 min.” “Who is this, what do you want” Crom answered half scared to death. “You have 2 min. remaining… get outside and drive to the subway and wait for further instructions...”

            At this rate Crom decided to listen and grabbed his dog some soda and his phone and ran out of the house and drove on his motorcycle for dear life while only moments later he saw a missile solo smash into his house and completely destroy the building. As he stared in shock and disbelief as the mystery man said in a somehow amused voice “… good choice”

            When Ross got to the subway, the operator told him “Get on subway train 23314 and ride to New York City, then await further instructions …” Crom slowly walked down the line of trains looking for his train. “23312, 23313 … and here is 23314!” Crom Ross explained to himself. He got on the train and sat in an empty chair beside a woman who was reading a paper. A few hours later when he went to New York City the train stopped and almost as if on cue the operator explained to him “all right, your next task is to-“ “ALL RIGHT YOU KNOW WHAT IM TIRED OF TAKEING ORDERS FROM you… either show yourself or I’m out of this crazy stuff…” Crom interrupted in an angry tone. “… … … look behind you” spoke the operator slowly. Ross looked behind him and couldn’t believe his eyes “…Why hello there… brother…” said the operator, his phone still up to his ear…