Crom Ross and the Sword in the Stone.

By:  Jarrod, 6^th grade

       Part 1……………………………………………..

Chapter 1…………..a new beginning

Crom woke up in his new bed to the sound of his butler telling him to get up ‘if you wouldn’t mind.’ Crom looked up to see Kevin’s (the butler) old wrinkly but, smiling face. Crom shooed him away, Kevin was very nice but always woke Crom at six in the morning. After a couple of min. Crom lazily got up and a told Kevin to start breakfast and Kevin replied with a polite “yes sir, right away sir, and thank you sir.”

Crom lazily got out of bed and changed his shirt and pants spotting a mirror in his messy quarters seeing his same old self with his same old four o clock shadow that didn’t seem to go away for some reason. Ever since I sold that Lunar Cross to the Queen of England I’ve been living almost nearly like her, Crom thought to himself smiling slightly. But I wonder if I sold another artifact if I could get some FAME. Crom thought to himself, this was the millionth time in a row he had thought about that but it seemed that all the famous artifacts had ether been taken, destroyed, or lost. He sighed as he went downstairs ready to restart another same old day in the same old mansion.

He walked down the hallway past the servants quarters, the diamond vault, his brother’s, Joe, workshop, and entrance to the study hall to the spiraling staircases that lead to the main hall. Crom went down the staircase and went to the dining room to see his brother sitting down at the table with Kevin preparing pancakes and eggs. Crom sat down in his seat across from Joe who was reading a newspaper. “Mourning Crom,” Joe spoke with his head still buried in his newspaper as Crom picked up his copy of the newspaper “The Fancy Express.” Crom turned the page just as Kevin laid down some coffee in between the two brothers. Crom reached to his right with his left hand and accidently spilled his coffee. “Opps,” Crom said, “hey Kevin, could you…” Crom started to say before he saw part of an add near the spot he spilled on.

Sword in the stone   found!

Crom thought to himself with excitement, if I could beat whoevers after the sword in the stone, I could take it first and be not only rich, but famous! “All right boys!” Crom exclaimed to Joe and Kevin, “Crom Ross is back in business!”

Chapter 2………………………a brotherhood divided

As Crom drove into town in the same old buggy he used to obtain the lunar cross (which he loved the buggy so much he decided to keep it) he spotted several groups of civilians scattered in the streets running towards something in the distance that looked like a truck in a sand storm with all the sand behind him while he drove onto the beach off of a huge cruise ship.

“Who’s got the fancy car” Crom muttered half jealous.

“Why that’s Raven Von Grog, he’s one of the most deadly hunters in all of Russia and Africa!” Joe exclaimed excitedly,        “Whose side are you on…” Crom muttered under his breath. Crom and Joe got out of the car and walked to Raven’s car as Raven stepped out to wave and greet all his fans and funders. “Greetings to all you city folk” Raven said imitating a country type of accent, “I do hate to make a run from all my loyal fans but I must depart and head to Camelot where I will obtain the sword in the stone!” Hearing that Crom grabbed Joes hand and ran to the car!

“What are you doing what’s the matter with you!” Joe told Crom as Crom got in the driver’s seat. “I can’t let von fancy pants get to the sword before me that’s what’s the matter with me, get it!” Crom explained to Joe. Crom slammed his foot on the gas heading to the airport. After getting their ticket the gang waited for their flight and spotted Raven heading towards a private airplane.

“DANG IT!” Crom muttered “okay time to go Joe.” Joe was confused and looked at him like he was crazy, “are you planning to hijack his jet!” Joe asked Crom.

“Yes, yes I am okay I need to get to the sword first and I will take down anyone who gets in my way all right!”Crom explained.

“No it’s not all right I won’t come with you to try this. You have let this whole greed thing go to your head. I’m sorry but I’m out if this is where this going!” Joe exclaimed to Crom as Joe stomped to the exit. Crom sighed, took a soda, and walked outside near the jumbo jet.

Chapter 3……………………………………stowaway

          Crom jumped on a cargo truck heading for the jumbo jet hiding under some cloth. The cloth felt as smooth as silk but as soft as cotton but the crates behind him seemed to jab at his spin and ribs. ‘Ow… how can I be comfy on one side but being impaled on the other?!?’ Crom thought to himself trying to keep perfectly still under the cloth. He heard some men picking up the crate he was in and place in the jet. Crom sighed in relief and took a sip of his soda. It had a distinct cherry flavor that tasted heavenly. Crom took another sip while he got out of the crate and heading to the passenger section.

          He slurped the last of his soda and opened the door to the passenger section to peak inside to see what he was up against. Across the hall he saw three huge muscle bound agents guarding Raven and the control room. Crom’s mind raced as he pondered for a plan. An idea sparked in his head not fully done yet but there was no time for that. He waited for the plane to take off and then he snapped loudly behind the door. Two of the guards walked in and closed the door behind them just as Crom got inside an empty guitar case. There was a small hole in the case Crom made before the guard got in so that he saw the guards movements.

          He saw the guards go to the back of the plane and with that he snuck out of the room and closed and locked the door quietly. The three remaining guards in the passenger room charged at Crom and the biggest one shot out his fist trying to wallop Crom in the face. Crom ducked under the blow and let him whack the steel door, as the guard held his hand in pain Crom shoved him at one of his friends tripping him as the remaining guard leaped at Crom attempting to tackle him. As the guard slammed into Crom the guard wrapped his hands around Crom’s throat. Crom desperately tried to wiggle his way out of the guards grasp but it was no use and Crom was starting to lose consciousness. Crom was getting desperate so he thought ‘o well’ and kicked with all his strength to the place where it HURTS BAD! The guard rolled off to the side holding his “Ouch…. My tenders” in pain with even tears to his eyes. As Crom got up the big guard grabbed both his arms and pinned him against the wall. Crom struggled against the wall, squirming like a bee with its wings plucked off trying to fly.

          Crom head butted the man and when he released his grip he socked him in the jaw. As the mighty oaf fell to the ground the last guard got out a desert eagle and held it meekly in front of him obviously scared to be held responsibly to be holding the gun. Crom stuck his hands behind his head playing along for now. Raven walked up to the guard taking the gun but still pointing it at Crom, “well well well, to whom do I owe this… unpleasant… surprise to.” Raven mocked to Crom walking so close that Crom could smell his horrid breath coated with lion, dog, and other animals. “Crom Ross” Crom muttered in a hatful voice, “Well Crom, what do you think your doing on my ship hmmm?” Raven responded in a questioning tone. “THIS!” Crom yelled as he rolled into Raven and his guard knocking the gun out of the millionaires filthy blood covered hand.

          As the gun hit the floor Crom reacted nearly cat like and grabbed the pistol quickly pointing it at Raven and his guards. “My turn to be king of the hill now Raven.”

Chapter 4…………………………………. The tide has turned

          Raven got up with his hands in the air as Crom pointed the pistol to Ravens face. “all right tell your guards to get in the cargo room so that we can just have a little chat all right” Crom negotiated with Raven, “all right; for now I’ll play along Crom but I warn you, your about to make the biggest mistake in your life.” Raven responded. “Oh blah blah blah just tell your men to get in the cargo area.” Crom responded losing his patience. Raven nodded and motioned to his guards to get in the cargo room. The guards growled at Crom as they opened the door to the cargo room and locked themselves in.

          “All right,” Crom responded, “now sit in that chair right there and don’t move.” Raven sat down in a chair next to the cargo room, and shortly after ward Crom tied raven down and walked towards the control room. As Crom opened the door he was whacked dead on in the face with a red rusty wrench. Crom ‘hit the deck’ in what felt like two milliseconds and black out before he even closed his eyes.

“……. Is he awake……”

“He should be………..”

“What is his heart rate….”

“Two beats per second….”

“then bring him back….”