Stolen Territory Part 1

Hi, I am The Molten Dragon. I'm sorry, this first book was not made by me. RcCraziness did it as I was busy with some other stuff.

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The Stolen Territory®

Part 1 Created By ©MLEGENDS HOME

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Thud. That was the sound of a rock hitting the wall of a village. Dave was walking near the boundaries of his family-owned village. He was in a war zone. Two strong countries were fighting over his beloved territory. He and his friend wanted to put an end to this war. So they had to escape the strong and sturdy walls of their village.

Dave mutters and mumbles as he throws clothes into his leather bag. “I just wish we could stay. This land is irreplaceable and extremely valuable to everyone here.”

George nods in agreement. “Well, things happen in life. We need to adjust and accept it.” Dave turns around and wishes he could do something to help defend his home.

He knew there was a powerful attack happening in a couple of days. His parents and a small force of elite troops had to stay behind and fight. He knew they were overpowered as in they were weaker than the invading countries. Two powerful nations named Ralad and Semasta were fighting over his 30-mile island or home. They were ferocious nations and they were not afraid of getting rid of anyone that stood in their way. They had multiple weapons. For all of these reasons, George and Dave had to flee their home with George's parents on a small boat equipped with a rifle and food to eat that would last approximately 4 months if all calculations were correct. They were supposed to leave 1 hour back but their parents said they could take one last stroll around their land before they left.

George was reaching in his pocket for the pistol that he took around nowadays since he was in a war zone and whispered “run to the dock and before you say anything looks up.” Dave looked up and saw a fleet of yellow and black airplanes. They started sprinting to the docks. Bang, Boom, Kaboom, Bam. A brick hit Dave’s forehead and Dave felt enormous pain. A soldier popped out of the hole.

He thought the kids weren't trouble and were not going to shoot them but take them as prisoners though George had quick reflexes and shot the soldier feeling proud that he was helping with the war. Now Dave was scared and worried about his village. He made it to the dock but to their surprise, the dock was blasted and their ship was sinking faster than you could say pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. They ran to another boat and quickly realized the person that was on it.

“Mr. P,” said George and Dave in amazement because they always.

“What happened to my parents?” George screamed over all the bombs and guns.

“They heard the bombing and took their rifle and went to help,” said Mr. P while getting ready to leave. “Your parents told me to take you boys,” said Mr. P in a disappointing way as if he wanted to fight. Both the boys were both terrified and worried as they struggled to get on the boat. Mr. P yanked them in as if he was in a hurry but really was not. No one wanted to leave their peaceful home.

Dave screamed over all the bombs, “Why are they coming early?” Mr. P was too busy to respond. He led the boys to the below deck of the ship where you could hear the faint noise of a bomb exploding and the screams of children and grownups of the village. There they saw much more ammunition and guns than in George’s parent's boat that was now at the bottom of the sea. There were even a couple of grenades. They heard the engine start, and before they sat down and took their seats Dave grabbed a pistol already filled with bullets and handed a refill to George so he had the maximum amount of bullets. Now that Dave had time to think about it he realized the planes were from the Semasta country. Their flag was yellow and black. Dave started sobbing knowing that the elite troops of 100 men and women in their village would probably be fighting and be outnumbered. George started acting like a baby and sucking his thumb. Thud. Mr. P locked them in the little shaft. They heard the engine roaring as the boat pulled out of the severely damaged dock.

“When are we going home?'' asked George, not thinking clearly about what he was speaking.

“Not any time soon,” said Dave, being realistic. Boom. The boat shook side to side as water sprayed in from all angles.

“Mr. P Mr. P” screamed Dave and George hoping someone would hear them.

They started banging on the door but it was no use. The boys looked at the small window to see Mr. P sinking into the deep blue ocean but what really supposed them was the teal and red submarine speeding to their boat.

The Ralad nation Dave immediately thought and knew the submarine would not get a scratch by bumping into this small weak boat.

Both the boys knew there were minutes till impact. George took the biggest gun he saw and blasted the door open. The water was now up to their waist. They waddled out of the room.

George was the first one up and he stopped as he saw the surrounding. He knew what hit them. It was the Schwerer Gustav also known as the largest cannon in the world.

They were lucky only the bottom hit the top of the boat. They were already miles from the shore but they knew they would be crushed if they stayed on the boat. They stepped through the splintered wood and jumped in the ocean…….

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