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Tuesday 27 March 2012

Celio the Dragon - Chapter One: The Rebel Transport

Chapter One: Attack on the Rebels Prolouge Chapter One: The Rebel Transport

The rebel transport moved through the moonlight. At full dragon-power, it could reach up to fifty miles per hour. Being the length of an entire classroom, it could hold a large number of rebel troops. As it was driven by dragons, much like a horse and cart, the interior was mostly made up of white corridoors, used as sleeping and entertainment quaters. The stirdy doors had an automatic locking system so there could be no intruders. But it didn't always work...
Daniel Hero, a young boy of around 7 or 8 years old, activated a switch which would give him a small disk, which he could record a message onto, if he ever needed rescuing. He was accompinied by the Rebel Captain Antilles Anton. They opened a door and walked along a corridoor and watched in fear as something terrible happened...

Chapter One: Attack on the Rebels Boarding Ships Chap
The Imperial transport was chasing the Rebel transport. It was driving through the starshine at full beast-power, a whopping seventy miles per hour. It was triple the size of the Rebel Transport, but instead was carrying the Imperial Knights. "Activate weapon," said one of the troops knights. "Yes sir," awsered answered the other.

The Imperial transport drew closer to the Rebel Transport. The knight loaded the catapault with the large rock, which had been chipped away from so much handling. "Fire!" the knight shouted, as he pulled the lever to the catapault. The large rock tumbled through the air, getting smaller and smaller, until it finally hit rebel transport, destroying part of the corridoor.

"We're doomed!" cried many of the passangers. They tried to get to the escape pods, but m "Oh, this is all your fault..." the ship's British butler said sarcasticlly to hi Samuel Freep said sarcasticly to his friend, Aaroon Aaron Deeton, who was a a whill, a speciels specials specieswho has a weird-shaped green head, and is the size of a small elf. Aaron moved towards a door way. "Where are you going?" asked Samuel. "Oh, there's no escape for us this time!"

They watched as they saw the door being destroyed by the army of knights. They were being boarded! The rebels kneeled in an attack position, their rifles ready. Aaron moved away from the door. The door flung of its hinges in a cloud of smoke. The knights ran in, drew their rifles and fired at the rebels. "Oh dear," said Samuel.

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