This choice: Grab the Sword from your duffle bag "DUH" | Go Back Chapter 8: Grab the Sword from your duffle bag "DUH" (ID #637094) an addition by: kamon ![View kamonkeronji's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author "Is that all you got kid?" Harry said laughing at me. "No I am just getting warmed up." I said as I pulled from my duffle bag my double edged sword. I unsheathed it and got in a stance. Harry just chuckled "nice blade kid! but your too young to even use that thing, let alone strike me with it." I smirk "I bet I can use it! I have been using it for the past 3 years." Harry just motioned me to come. I stopped running at my usual pace and ran as fast as I could. harry just started to reach out to grab my blade but I jumped over him and did a backward slash cutting off his arm. Harry frowned "crap! I can't fight you now with only one arm and hand. I will remember this kid!" Harry then got on the ship and flew off. I stood up straight and wiped the blood off my forehead. horris walked up to me and patted my back "good job kid! now about what I promised you!" Horris turned me around and walked me to a small crate with Clothing on it. horris then opened it up and tossed me a old uniform. It consisted of black pants with silver trim and red leather vest and silver sunglasses. Horris then handed them to me "Here.. some guy left this stuff as payment for a repair and I have no use for them." I put them on behind a container. I walk out and horris nods "not bad on you!" I smile. "they are not bad.but I still need a ship with a auto pilot." Horris scratched his head "auto pilot huh? Well the only one I got 1 ship with that and It is pretty dented up." horris walked me to the back of the port where a ship is covered with a silver sheet. once he pulled it off I stared at it. then I reconized it. "this is one of Hot Ice Hildas Ships!" Horris crossed his arms and nodded "yep It is one of her old ones. Hilda bought a new ship with more advance specs and hilda let me keep this one. I will fix this one up for you for free. It might take a couple hours but it should be as good as new." I nod "great that would get me to see gene and jim" Horris snapped his fingers "oh yeah! Gene Starwind And Jim Hawking. I know where their office is and I can program it into the auto pilot for you." I smile "Great! that is just where I wanted to go." Horris suddenly remembered something. "by the way...do you have a ship license?" I sigh "no actually...I was kinda a stowaway on another ship." I said trying to cover up where I actually came from. Horris just nodded "thats ok...all i need is your name date of birth and your age." I nod "my name is nick pattronic, born on the 19 of july 3131 and I am 19 years old. Horris nodded twice "ok I will have your ship registered. but your home planet will be heyfong...because the only person I can get a forged license from is Fred Low." I nodded "ok..if it has to be from Fred Low." Horris Patted me on the back. "come back in 2/12 hours and your ship will be ready to go." I paused. "what am I supposed to do with no money? I am a stowaway after all.." Horris nodded "Ok...I will give you a little money but that seals the deal for you saving my life." Horris then reaches into a box on the counter and pulls out 5500 wong and hands it to me. "there you go. don't spend it in one place" I smile "thanks! Greatly appreciate it." Horris then turns back to me "if I were you Nick I would go to the used weapon store and find a good quality weapon. that sword is nice but after that fight with Harry MacDougall you will need a stronger weapon in case he seeks revenge." I nod "ok I will" I get into the elevator and I press the button to the shops. once there I look at the directory to see where the used weapon store is. "great it is right next to the antique shop. I start to walk and I approach the antique shop. "eh..why not check the antiques first. horris did say 2 1/2 hours. apon walking in I saw many strange things. Weird Wavy Vases. masks, antique hardware, antique weapons.... I suddenly stopped dead in my tracks. there in a velvet box was... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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