Disclaimer: Redwall, dibbins, Martin…

Disclaimer: Redwall, dibbins, Martin….the rest belongs 2 me…if I 4got anything jes tell me thnx

A/N: This is a new series I made up so I hope you guys enjoy! I wouldn't mind some reviews to! Encourages my writing J hehe

Matio: A tale of Redwall- Chapter 1

Prologue

A large figure of a wolf stood over two bodies of slain mice. He had the hide of a moonless night, eyes of cloud gray, bearing the name Scarraj the Warlord of the East. Close to paw was a razor sharp cutlass, the handle of birch bark with a silver blade. His small but growing horde entered the now deserted hut. Two of his soldiers, Scarpaw and Snoutjaw tore apart a loaf of still warm honey bread from a cooling shelf. The rest of their fellow vermin broke jars and tore apart boxes in their haste to find loot.

"Er….. Chief," mumbled Scarpaw. "I found somethin', well Snoutjaw found somethin' that might interest you me Lord." He stood in from of the wolf dumbly awaiting order.

" Well don't jes stand there you oaf!" snarled his leader. " Show me!" Scarpaw lead his leader to a large pile of quilts and blankets. With a single swipe of the wolf's paw, he uncovered a mouse babe. He looked at the sleeping babe with disgust. Around the mouse's neck was a silver chain with the tag reading Matio. "Hmm….. He may come to some use, bring him. We're leaving this place.

The horde of vermin followed their leader through the door. Scarpaw looked at the sleeping Matio, wondering why his master decided to keep him, but he knew better then to question Scarraj. He grabbed Matio viciously by his neck fur and flung him into a fishing net. Then he to left the hut.

Chapter 1

Abbot Lockleaf closed his recorder's book. Today was raining like it had been for all of the summer he's seen. Personally he didn't mind the rain, after all it flourished life and the abbey provided all the comfort he needed. But Redwall's dibbuns weren't use to indoor life and longed to play outside, even if it meant to go outside and get muddy and soaked. Poor badger mum Ama had her paws full trying to entertain the restless young ones of Redwall whilst trying to control them. Chuckling to himself, Abbot Lockleaf made his way down to the Great Hall, smelling the lunch Friar Shermon was preparing. Squeals and squeaks filled the Father Abbot's ears, he saw Ama trying to stop a bunch of dibbuns from going outside and another bunch from going inside the kitchens. Father Lockleaf smiled and rushed to help his friend. A young harvest mouse named Alashia gave a paw and helped out with the dibbuns.

" Now, shouldn't the bunch of you be good and wait for lunch?" asked Alashia with her sweet song like voice. A choir of dibbuns answered at once each saying their own piece.

" We wanna go outside!" exclaimed a little mouse.

" Burr wel wansh some lonch!" cried a mole. Alashia smiled and chuckled at the little figures.

" Dearie me, how 'bout you lot come with me and we'll make some cookies for snack," suggested the mousemaid. A cheer rang out and the dibbuns ran into the kitchen, followed by Alashia.

Badger mum Ama smiled at the efficient harvest mouse. Sighing with relief she sat down beside the Abbot's chair. Shortly after, the twin bells rang out for lunch. Creatures from the dormitories, cellars and the Abbey's rooms gathered into the Great Hall. All sat down waiting for lunch as Friar Shermon and his helpers laid down hot and chilled plates of food. Abbot Lockleaf rang a special little bell for the meal, every creature bowed their head in grace.

Food for our body and minds,

Thank you for the food of all kinds,

May the rain stop for a bit,

So the sun will be lit.

There was a polite but eager "amen" and every beast dug into the food. There was onion leek soup and farls of hot wheat bread spread with your choice of preserve. Abbot Lockleaf looked at Ama, her eyes were glazed and unfocused, paws holding a hot slice of bread.

" Ama?" said the Abbot. He shook his friend gently.

" Huh? What?" Ama looked at the Abbot. " Oh Father Abbot! I'm sorry my mind was on something else."

" What is it? It's not like you to dream off during lunchtime? What's wrong old friend?" asked Lockleaf concerned.

" I was visited by Martin and the rest of our great warriors," replied the Badger Mum. " I know what you're going to say. You're going to say that Martin only visits us when we are asleep. But I was visited by him." By now, every creature had ceased eating and turned to listen to Ama. Like the wise badger she was, she told the curious mice to move down the Cavern Hole for her explanation. Eager paws quickly grabbed small platefuls of food and went to the cozy Cavern Hole. Ama and the Abbot sat down in their chairs while creatures of Redwall packed the Cavern Hole to the door.

" I believe the floor is yours now," said Abbot Lockleaf, pulling out a quill and a piece of parchment.

" I was just about to eat my bread when Martin and the warriors entered my thoughts, all rhyming the same verses over and over again."

The one to come at summer's start,

One with a clouded heart,

Wounded for life at mind,

His past he must find,

Lost in the mist of evil and blood,

In the forest of the past's mud,

Give kindness and good,

And aid at any cost,

Or else he will be lost.

The mice of Redwall looked at each other, what did the warriors mean? Alashia raised a paw. The Abbot nodded.

" Friends, I think they mean some beast is coming to Redwall and the first verse explains the time when he arrives," said the mousemaid. Everyone nodded. But what of the other verses in this complicated riddle?

Stay tuned 4 the next chapter J thanx