Crom Ross and the Sword in the Stone

By:  Jarod, 6^th grade

Part 2………………………………………………..

Chapter 1………...........................................................awakening

“Then bring him back”

Crom heard a loud lightning like sound to his right as his eyes popped open absorbing more light then they could handle. He blinked rapidly so that his eyes could get used to the sudden light that was in this whole new world. “Ugh…… where am I” Crom mumbled quietly as his head ached from the wrench that smacked him but not really expecting an answer but shocked when he got one…. Literally. “UUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!” Crom SCREAMED as 500 volts of electricity ran through his veins followed by a low voice that seemed distinctly familiar but he couldn’t put his tongue on it exactly on who it was. “Well here we are again brother, I in control and you stuck between a rock and a hard place.” Joe said calmly to Crom from his left.

          “B-brother…. Is that……you……….why………” Crom choked barley finding enough strength to speak. “I told you, I wasn’t going to help you in doing this and decided to teach you what happens when you disobey the law….” Joe responded placing the shocker button down on a table next to him. “But this time you don’t escape….”

Chapter 2………………………………….……Inescapable?

          Crom Ross strained against the steel straps that were holding him down hoping that possible they would break some how but of course, they didn’t. Crom sighed knowing they wouldn’t break asking himself why he had been so clumsy as to just waltz in the control room and expect them to not resist against him taking control. He breathed in deep and cleared his mind as Joe walked out of the room satisfied. Crom looked around looking for something that could help him get out of this seemingly inescapable steel trap. How ever the only things that he could see were a control panel, the operating table he was on, the shocker button and dial on a table, and a computer screen not too far from Crom’s face.

          Crom thought, then an idea hit him, he gathered all the water in his mouth and spit on the control panel. The water on the control panel caused it to spark multiple times as Crom could fell his boundaries opening centimeter by centimeter. He spat on the controls for a second time and the steel cufflinks on his hands and feet opened immediately. Crom fell to the ground flat on his stomach and let his energy recover before he got up. He went to the door and tried to open the slid steel door but apparently he needed to enter a password on the control panel in order to get through…. Good luck doing that at this point.

          Crom pondered for an idea to get through. If he waited then he formed a plan, he ran to the table and took the shocker and tore the shockers off the operating table he had just been on and threw it at the door. He set the shocker’s dial to the max shocking capacity… 700 volts of pure electricity. The shocker turned yellow and a wave of electricity caked the door and Crom could hear a pack of screams behind the door. The door started to melt under the electric shock and then Crom pressed the button multiple times in which like clock work the pulses of electricity merged with the door and whatever was behind it and finally the door simply turned into a puddle of molten steel. Crom stared down the long hallway beyond the once door.

          Fried skeletons littered the ground behind the puddle of steel along with several other puddles of steel. Crom’s heart sank as he walked carefully over and pass the graveyard of steel and bones nearly bursting into tears looking at all the demise that he had caused. He had meant to escape, not to kill. He walked in the maze of bones and steel finally finding the aircraft carrier part of the base. He looked in one of the attack jets and saw a skeleton in the cockpit. He threw the skeleton out and hopped inside the sleek fighter jet.

Chapter 3…………………………………..………………………….Escape

Crom Ross started up the engine, activated the stabilizers, and put on the flight suit then hit the flight button and the plane burst to life zooming through the air smoothly but rapidly through the air as he left the base. Crom looked down on the base and saw that apparently the base had been on a small remote island. He saw a boat sailing off to Camelot. Crom decided that the huge aircraft carrier is too large with too much firepower for Crom in his small jet but he could follow it. Crom gently went into one of the huge clouds low enough so he could see the carrier.

          He followed the aircraft carrier for hours upon hours. A couple times he thought that maybe he was just dreaming but continued to try and keep his confidence up. After hours of following he saw land and nearly jumped out of his seat in excitement for he could see a huge castle. He hit the speed boost on the jet and speed ahead of the carrier still hidden in the clouds. He landed on the island in minutes just outside the castle in a grove of trees in order to hide the ship and jumped out of the jet onto the fertile, spongy, soil below him.

“Huh, I didn’t think that Camelot was this…uh…Mushy.” Crom said to himself.

He ran towards the gates and tried knocking knowing that everyone who had lived here had died many years ago. He tried pounding his fists against the door. He looked around the castle to see if there was another way in. If he blasted the door with the rockets, they would know he was here easily and would outnumber and recapture him. Crom thought about what to do but he just didn’t have the foggiest idea.

Chapter 4………………………………………………………a secret entrance

Crom walked to one of the walls that seemed unusual and to stand out. When he got there and touched part of the wall that brick slide and a lock clicked on the inside of the castle. ‘Of course!’ Crom thought to himself, ‘a secret passage. This is my ticket inside.’ He tried pushing several different bricks followed by the same sequence, three pushes of a brick then a rumbling sound and then the bricks mysteriously sliding back again. Crom Ross scolded at it he ran back to the plane and grabbed a lemon from a tree and a lighter from the plane. He ran back to the wall and splattered the lemon’s juice all over the section of the wall in a desperate hurry knowing that every second Raven was getting closer, and closer. He then used the lighter to make the lemon juice dry.

Crom Ross smiled in satisfaction as weird letters formed all over the wall’s bricks in Arabic.

‘That’s strange.’ Crom thought ‘I didn’t think that any Arabic people lived anywhere near here… huh…. Good thing I know Arabic, Spanish, and French as well as English.’ Crom thought to himself smiling. The words on the bricks were

Hope

Fear

Sword

Faith

Love

King

Trickery

Door

          Crom tried thinking of what those words could mean in a specific order. He tried pressing each in a random order seeing if any of them would do anything but time and time again failing each and every time. He smacked his forehead as the answer hit him! This is a TRICK DOOR which requires someone with the KING’s password in order to get through. He tried this combination and the wall slide to the side reveling a secret tunnel littered with huge spider-webs and tons of empty chest and rusty, blood covered swords. Crom carefully stepped inside the tunnel and faster then you could say ‘opps’ he was thrown into the air hanging by only a web dangling by his left foot with nothing than the rusty sword he had grabbed to try to stay on the ground. He hacked wildly around the pitch black spot he was now in trying to hit what was trying to eat him alive.

Chapter 5…………………………………………………………. arachnophobia

His eyes adjusted a little to the darkness but suddenly wished he had stayed in the lab. For he saw two huge midnight black hairy spiders with fangs as sharp as swords and legs as long as trees. Crom’s heart rate was skyrocketing, his heart was about to leap out of his chest. His heart only beat faster as the biggest one that was holding his web crawled slowly as if to kill him by a heart attack and opened his massive jaws as he started to chomp down on Crom’s skull. Crom wouldn’t let that happen and his arm slashed across the spider’s closest leg and the spider’s chest causing it to fell out of the web screaming in pain as several pints of black blood oozed out of the spider’s injuries followed by a bloodcurdling scream. He didn’t know if the slowness of his predators was mockery or just his adrenaline but he didn’t care to find out! He cut his web just as the second spider leaped at him and as he fell he threw his sword at the spider’s heart! 

 As Crom fell to the ground so did the spider and they seemed to land on top of each other…. With the spider on top. Crom shoved the spider off of him and limped down farther down the tunnel with a new found arachnophobia. But suddenly a hissing sound pounded his ear drums. He turned around to see the spider he had originally ‘killed’ crawling at him despite the fact that he was bleeding barrels of blood, missing a leg, and apparently had some skin tearing off.

          “Oh crap……” Crom moaned as the spider leaped at him with its eyes covered with blood.

          End of part Two…………………………………