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The Battle for Baconville

Chapter 1

Hugo lived alone in the tranquil village of Baconville. He had been one side of the ‘Battle for Baconville’ for what felt like 20 years; although, in reality, it had endured for 18 months. The battle had begun due to the fact both leaders were fighting for the throne. Although they were so different and couldn’t agree on anything, they both had one thing in common, wanting to be leader of Pigland.

Hugo was a hard working and caring pig. Most pigs that lived around this area were…except Richard, Richard of Pork. All he cared about was himself. His selfish little self. “You will call me King Pork and if you dare not, you will be killed right here and now!” was how he terrorized pigs. He would speak to nobody from the minute he woke up to the minute he went to sleep. Except, of course, royalty. This was his close family.

Richard ruled a town adjacent to Baconville. This was known as Porktown. Everyone living there was treated in a horrific way. He would make them work for him all day and all night. Incessant cries were heard throughout Porktown and the citizens had agreed enough was enough. Although they were fed up, they had no choice but suffer the abominable way they were treated as no other local villages had space for new homeowners. He threatened the citizens to fight for him, in the war, if they tried to leave they would be brutally killed.

Chapter 2 30 years later...

1487. The best year in some pigs eyes. Especially Hugo’s.

‘The Battle Of Baconville’ had terminated. Almost 32 years of blood, sweat and tears had reduced the amount of pigs still alive. The death of King Pork had bought great joy to the few survivors of ‘The Battle For Baconville’. Any survivors that came from Porktown were able to rehabilitate in Baconville. Thankful and relieved, the citizens couldn’t be happier that Hugo was the new leader of Pigland.

Many old possessions were found in the ruins and rubble of ‘The Battle Of Baconville’. There were hundreds of old, damaged letters, but one stood out the most. It was a half burnt, screwed up piece of brown paper. It belonged to Hugo. You could make out the words ‘Dear Diary’ at the top; one of Hugo's great friends brought it over to him. “King Hugo, I found this, and believe it belongs to you?” questioned the pig. Hugo stood, stunned at the sighting of his old diary. This is what it read... ‘Dear Diary, Today has been the worst; no, even worser than the worst. My friend

Surprisingly, a white and wonderful wedding was held for Hugo and Elizabeth of Pork, uniting the two houses-Baconville and Porktown. The couple couldn’t be happier, there was celebrations all throughout the land. Fireworks would send pulses for miles and cheers could be heard from one end of the village to another. More happiness was brought to the family with the unexpected news of Queen Liz being pregnant.

“Citizens of Baconville, may I have your attention to announce someth-” She stopped. She looked. She waited. A look of horror and worry flickered across her face. “Can you see what I can see? Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Hugo whispered to his wife. “I-I-It’s him!” she cried with a stutter. The crowd split...there in the open space stood the menacing face of Richard, Richard Of Pork. He had returned...

Chapter 3

Richard gradually shuffled forward. Step by step by step. Tension built up and no one daren't move. “You really thought you could defeat me?” Richard asked with a foul look on him.