User blog:Sam Darkwalker/My Writing Competition Submission

''Well, here goes. ''

Chapter 1: The nights of potco
It started out as a normal day, and as the day turned to night, two friends named Samuel Darkwalker, often called Sam, and a woman called Halle, were off to meet up with their other friends for a special day: Halle's wedding day.

"So, are you excited Halle?" Sam asked her.

"I guess, I mean after we're out of this forest and I see my Trader." Halle replied with joy.

Sam sighed, he disliked his cousin, and Sam loved Halle, even for her childish personalility as old as she was.

"Sam cut faster! this dress won't hold on forever, its either going to be ripped or worn by me." Hale yelled at Sam.

after a few minutes of cutting down shurbs and leaves, they finally reached the part of Rumrunner island that was said  in the Invite.

"TRADER!" Halle yelled in excitment for her soon-to-be-husband.

"Hello Sam, how are your clothes so far?" Trader said as he snickerd at Sam's clothing for the occasion.

"Screw you, lets just get this over with." Sam said as he sat down.

As everyone sat down, the priestess who was Bobby Moon, stood up and went into the center and gladly met Trader. As Halle walked down by herself, because Pearson had been busy raiding the fridge for countries and couldn't make it.

"We are here to celebrate the wedding of Halle, and Trader of the Undead, to be together in matrimony and for the rest of their lives,  blah blah blah, I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride, Trader.." Booby said in her tone.

everyone cheered Trader on and Sam smirked and said one thing that seemed to stand out of dosens of voices.

"Your forgetting one thing to say Bobby, if anyone has any objections." Sam said.

Everyone looked at Sam and Trader ran to Sam to catch him and beat him, as Sam said that he ran away to the Rum Celler, which Trader followed.

"You want to ruin my life don't you!" Trader yelled.

"Halle doesn't deserve you, I already know that your just gonna shrug her off and just live the rest of your life by yourself!"

Trader pulled his gun, and Sam fled the Celler, ran across the sam running from Trader's bullets, and rowed to his boat.

He then tripped off the board so that nobody could get on his boat, he felt the wind in his face and satisfaction that he did the right thing, now Trader would hate him for the rest of his life, and the wedding would be ruined, and Halle would refuse Trader's propsal, the job was done. Now he needed to go to Matthew O'Malley and see that he was doing well with Switzerland.