The leviathan
The cold morning waves crashed onto a ships keel. It was a fishermans ship on its way to a whale hunt. It had a gold painted name on the side. The name was "Ice Hunter".
A dark shadow on the botom of the sea looked up. A ship was sailing his way.
The Ice hunter was a whale hunting ship with an old experienced capitan. His name was Flynn. He didn't have any friends and his family got killed in a fire. He didn't make them a grave, he acted like they never existed.
When the ship got to the hunting spot the sun was just coming up the horizon pushing its way through the clowdy sky. The Ice hunter's sailors set down the anchor. There was a giant crosbow mounted on the front of the ship and five steel arrows beside it with thick ropes tied to the ship. The capitan was looking at the waves with a telescope serching for whales.
The ship sopped. He was looking right at it. The ittle worms were running across the deck and yelling at eachother. And the shadow started moving towords it. ,,"He",, started moving towords it.