Chapter 3
Rescue in the Valley

The home to the famed Mr. Saturn is Saturn Valley. The home to the famed Prince Poo is Dalaam. However, on this day, we find Poo in Saturn Valley.

"You must be one with the rock to lift it." cried Poo's trainer. Poo was grunting at high decibels as he tried to lift the large boulder in front of him.

"I can't do it!" Poo yelled.

"Sure you can!" encouraged his trainer. "Just picture yourself lifting the rock, then lift it." Poo kept trying, but the rock would not budge. "Try to use other things than brute force." Poo stepped back for a moment. His face showed he was thinking deeply. After a minute or so, his face lit up.

"PSI Starstorm a!" he yelled. The sky blackened, and out of nowhere came a flash. The flaming stars pummeled the rock, and when the onslaught came to an end, the rock had broken into several piecs. Poo then picked up each piece, throwing them to the side when he finished.

"Well done!" congratulated the trainer. "You learned the valuable lesson that most tasks can be accomplished with minds, not muscles; even seemingly impossible tasks." Heavily breathing, Poo listened intently. "That's all for today Master Poo. We should head back to the hotel for now. You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow."


On the outskirts of town, or to be more specific, near Grapefruit Falls, two serpent-like beings were patrolling the skies. One was a yellow color, and the other was white. Their bodies were intertwined, yet they still moved as one. The chosen four might remember them as Thunder and Storm.

"Is this the spot?" came a raspy question from Thunder.

"Yeah." Storm's voice was deeper as though protruding from his stomach.

"Well you ready?" Thunder asked.

"You know it." Storm took a deep breath, and Thunder reached for his lightning bolts.


Back in Saturn Valley, Poo and his trainer were about to step into their hotel when,

BOOOOOOOOOM!

A huge lightning bolt could be seen skitting across the horizon.

"Looks like a storm." commented Poo.

"Indeed." agreed the trainer. They went into the hotel, got a room, and laid down for the night.


*drip* *drip* Poo woke up. *drip* He heard water but didn't know where it was coming from. As he hopped out of bed to investigate, he fell waist deep in water.

"Trainer! Flood!" The trainer snapped awake.

"Flood?"

"Yes." saind Poo. "Look, the water is already waist deep."

"We must get to higher ground." said the trainer as he jumped out of his bed. The two headed out of the hotel and into a torrential downpour. They trodded through the ever-raising water and reached a ladder. After a short walk through a cave and up another ladder, they reached the upper portion of Saturn Valley. They met lots of Mr. Saturns who had already climbed up; the water was waist-deep for them a long time ago.

"Oh, hi ho!" said a Mr. Saturn. "Water. From falls. Raise, raise. Mr. Staurn get wet. Boing

"The falls have flooded?" asked Poo. "It must have been raining like this since we went to sleep."

"Indeed." agreed the trainer. "It better stop soon, or we could be in trouble."

"Boing! Looking! Sky!" screamed a Mr. Saturn. All of the Mr. Saturns were gazing up and westward. They were also bouncing up and down excitedly. Poo followed their eyes. They were looking at a huge black mass in the night sky. Even by the silhouette, Poo knew it was Thunder and Storm. He could tell by the way they were intertwined.

"Hey you two!" Poo yelled. The massive elementalists turned to face him. They were temporarily stunned by the voice of a challenger. For a moment - just a moment - the rain stopped. When the two had regained their composure, the relentless downpour resumed, full force.

"Who is this fool?" Thunder's voice was nearly drowned out by the rain.

"I-I don't know."

"You're not scared are you?" Thunder's voice was a tad childish.

"Of course not. Let's go!"

Poo
HP: 615
PP: 520
-Thunder and Storm attacked!
-Poo tried to run away...and did!

"He's a chicken!" screamed Thunder. Poo looked at Thunder and Storm. Poo's trainer walked up and said, "What are you doing?"

"I forgot my sword in the hotel." Poo yelled.

"The hotel is three feet underwater!" the trainer responded.

Poo yelled as he dove into the newly formed lake, "I know."


Poo swam quickly with blurred vision. He could barely make out the buildings, but he tried his best. He did, after all, have a limited air supply.


Back on the surface, Thunder and Storm continued their tirade.

"D-Did he say sword?" Storm stared at the lake.

"He'll be dead before he gets back up. However, if it makes you feel better, we could shock the lake since water conducts electricity." Storm quickly agreed to Thunder's plan.


Poo was in the hotel and quickly grabbed his sword.


Thunder and Storm readied their attack. "PSI-"


Poo swam quickly to escape the hotel. He was struggling due to lack of air.


"Thun-"


Poo burst out of the water gasping for air. "Poo!" yelled his trainer. "Look out!"


"der-"


As this syllable rang out, the onlookers on the cliff saw a streak of silver flash towards the sky. Thunder and Storm let out a hideous shriek of pain. The spectators shifted their glances towards the massive creatures who were now careening towards the ground. Thunder and Storm had been impaled by the Sword of Kings. The rain stopped, the moon came out, and Poo climbed to the top of the cliff.

End of Chapter 3