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this is where you write a chapter in the Pass-A-Long Story. to get a chapter, email me telling me that you want a chapter. once you get my permission. wait until the person before you is done, then email me your chapter. you're chapter MUST be at least 200 words long. you get 15-30 coins for it, depends on how good it is.

what the story is about, is entirely up to the person writing the Prologue. the person who writes chapter twenty has to finish the story.

An elderly Searat steps into the great hall. You are having a victory feast. Your Castle has just sailed to salamandastron and managed to steal thousands of Precious Jewels with only 100 Casualties. The elderly rat, who Is wearing a cloak so that you cannot see his face, pulls down his hood. You gasp. His face is covered in scars. He has only a quarter of his left ear and a half of his right. He carries a large sword on his belt, which is studded with diamonds. He also has only one eye. He says, "I have came to this victory feats today to tell you all a story, a story of a cruel searat. The cruelest searat that ever lived. Some call him

the Cruelest most bloodthirsty rat to ever live. Others call him the best leader and General to ever live. Some just plain say he was a killing machine. Unrelentless, whether attacking or defending he would never lose. He was the one who came up with the design for your boats." He notions to the boat outside. Without him you would be peaceful mice. Your leader a great Stoat named Bloodflesh stands up. "why have you come to tell us this story. You must want something in return." "No he says. You will see my reason once my story is finished. "Then proceed," says your leader. "As I was saying he was a rat who could do almost anything with a sword in his hands. His name, his name was Bloodclaw the Fearless. My Tale starts long ago, In a land similar to this one on a rainy day when they had found land that they wanted to plunder......

Bloodclaw the Fearless stood on the prow of his great ship, the "§ea Terror", the rat's night-black ship was said to be the largest ever built. It could hold 10 score vermin and still have room for slaves, plunder and more booty then you could imagine. A few weeks ago they had attacked a small island paradise that was home to 2 score peaceful mice. He and his crew of bloodthirsty corsairs had massacred the helpless mice, of course, and conquered their large castle. The Fearless One had decided to make it the capital of the great Corsair nation he was planning to build. Now, he was sailing out in search of slaves. He needed slaves to build a fleet, enlarge the castle and fortify it and to work the lands , supplying food for his ever hungry murderers he called a crew. They had been on the sea for the past dozen days. The rat had only scraped together a score or two of slaves. He decided that he would sail south for another week, then he'd turn towards the coastline. Bloodclaw had never seen such a land... it would be perfect for slaves and riches. Last night the lookouts had spotted this peninsula. On which ,the scouts had reported, dwelled nearly 300 squirrels. They lived in a splendid palace, his scouts had told him it was full of gold, jewels and other unimaginable riches. He knew that this was the beginning of his great empire... Later that night, the rat Admiral and his captains laid plans for their assault on the palace. The "§ea Terror", in reality, held 250 vermin. Bloodclaw himself had circulated the rumors that his ship could only hold 200 corsairs so that an enemy would underestimate his real numbers. He planned to leave only 50 vermin onboard the "Terror" to guard, the rest would join in on his plan for the attack on the small village outside the palace. Soon, very soon, he would start the offensive that would be his rise to fame, glory and riches!

"HUMPH." Grumbled a sea rat named Doubleeye, "Bloodclaw the fearless indeed. I should be commander of this ship, and then! and then.....well if I was ruler their wouldn't be a goodbeast left in these lands that wasn't a slave to Doubleeye! there wouldn't be a beast who didn't live in fear of me. hump.

"Ahhhh! smell that eh mate?" Bloodclaw said to His wife and queen named Slayren whom he really liked "makes a real good queen" he thought to himself. "but I'll think about stuff like that later." he decided and got back to his work. when he had worked for quite along time he felt the feeling like someone was coming. pretending he didn't notice until he heard a soft thump against his door.

Bloodclaw walked quietly over to the door and in one swift moment pulled the door open and gasped as he saw laying near the door was Slayren with a deep gash in the side of her head. "GUARDS!!" Immediately two guards scrambled in and ran into each other when they saw the almost lifeless body,

they each circled around looking for the assassin. Bloodclaw picked up the body of his love and started walking towards the room where there was sure to be a healer, when he had dropped off the body he came back in, His eyes were a bright red color. he searched and searched the room an finally found a note stabbed into a picture of him and his wife an their kids, that said: "They'll all get it, one by one. signed an admirer." He gave the note to one of the guards an started to walk towards the healers room. the Healer said " strangest gash I've ever seen on a beast, seems to be kind of.....of.....dug into the skin, never seen anything like it. oh she'll be fine soon, probaly hasn't been better, it's just....." What!" "It's just that.......well come and look." we walked into the room where she was laying, "Gasp!" I just couldn't believe my eyes, the scars that she had gotten in a war were...disappearing! but not how they normally do they were like getting sucked in, and leaving red marks where they had grown. "Who.....has....done.......this?" For he loved his wife alot. "um...sir?" I turned around and saw a beast standing in the doorway. "Yes?" "Um I heard Doubleeye talking about mutiny earlier today, he might have done this." I walked quickly over to Doubleeye's room and pushed the door down. to everyone's surprise Doubleeye was hanging by his neck in the middle of the room, blood ripping from his lip.