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way. here it is:
A while ago, there was this guy by the name of Hudson. He was a quiet person in a noisy world. Everywhere he looked, he saw destruction, evilness, and hatred. He hated it it. Always had. Oneday he set out with high hopes to stop all this, and returned home fatally injured. But he survived. . The following year, he learned the art of a black smith. When he mastered it, he forged himself a wonderful sword, with powers a man could only have dreamed of. He knew that if he was going to stop this evil in the world, he would have to give up his peacfull lifestyle. But he was willing. He would do anything to save the beloved earth that had been poisoned with evil for so long.
To this day he is still looking for way to destroy it.
And never did he think that he would find himself on a pirate ship, fighting for his life.

Chapter 2

Ooo, I love stories! Here goes nothing...

Hudson parried the pirate king's strikes, the old wound in his chest aching with each labored breath. His landlubber legs stubbled as the stormy waves rocked the ship and a pile of rope tripped him, causing him to fall hard upon his back.
The pirate took immediate advantage and lept into the air to deal the final blow. Hudson saw his death looming in the pirate's blood-shot eyes.
In one swift movement, Hudson rolled away from the down-turned blade and slashed his own sword up at the pirate. Blood fell like rain.
Hudson slowly got to his feet and looked down at the dead man with regret. The other pirates that had formed a circle around the dueling pair stared at him with wide eyes and murmered fearfully amongst themselves. One, probably the first mate, actually drew his blade against Hudson.
"You don't want to do that," warned Hudson, "Not unless you want the same swift death as your captain?"
All the pirates decided to jump overboard rather than do so.
As Hudson stood wondering how he was going to sail the ship by himself, he heard something over the roar of the storm. He made his way into the captain's quarters and beheld a large, black egg in the center of the room. A series of cracks converged upon a single point on the surface. Suddenly, the egg burst open in a shower of dark shards, reavealing an emerald dragon. The dragon blinked and looked up at Hudson with huge, golden eyes.
"Tirracopaz," Hudson whispered, "I name you thus."
-Chapter 3-

Hudson grew used to waking up and seeing Tirracopaz’s scaly head, eagerly looking upon him for food. Hudson had never liked hunting, and had despised the thought of killing an animal, but if he wanted to keep Tirracopaz, he knew he had to. Much to his dismay, one of the creatures he was hunted liked hunting humans. Hudson barely escaped with his life. He had suffered injuries though. The creature had slashed at his chest and had opened the old wound, which turned breathing into hard labor. He thought every breath was to be his last. He had broken several rib bones, and also his leg. His own blood had been splattered on his face and hands. Each moment became a pain. He knew that if he had never "adopted" Tirracopaz, this never would have happened. But he couldn't get rid of the baby dragon, especially now that he knew that such a violent, slaughtering beast was somewhere out there.
5 weeks past. By Sunday, he was fit enough to move. His leg was still broken, though. Much to his dismay, he had to leave before it had completely healed. As mush as it pained him to move, he had to continue. The pirate ship on which he had almost lost his life on had been spotted again.
He put his hand on the hilt of his sword and looked out in to the cove where the pirate ship was supposed to have been spotted.
“This is going to be a long journey…”
-chapter 4-