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Disclaimer: I do not own Redwall or any of its characters, they are all owned by Brian Jacques.
THE SLAVER
CHAPTER 1: TIA GALEDEEP
Tia Galedeep was wandering back to Holt Summerdale with her grandparents, after going berry picking in the nearby forest. Holt Summerdale was a beautiful place, full of luscious plants and trees. It also had the biggest and spiciest hotroot in all of Green Isle. When she came to Holt Summerdale to visit her grandparents, as she did every summer, Tia would always make sure that she took some hotroot back to her home in Redwall.
Tia was not a big otter, but she had brown silky fur that was the pride of her otter family. She had piercing green eyes, and a flat broad tail. Tia was tough and very skilled in weapons, even though she was barely an adult.
She loved her grandparents; they would tell her all about the glory days of the High Rhulian, Tiria Wildlough. At the moment they were telling her about when the High Rhulian killed the wildcat warlord, Riggu Felis.
All of a sudden, four skinny ferrets appeared from behind a blueberry bush.
"Well ain't that sweet, wot do you think Grubnose," one of them spat out, his flat nose turning up as a wide grin spread across his face.
"To bad we have to kill you," Grubnose sneered.
"Don't you dare touch them, you filthy bloodthirsty thieves," Tia roared at them with a fearsome growl.
"Ha ha, now kill them," laughed Grubnose evilly.
The four ferrets pounced on them. The fight that followed lasted only five minutes and ended with Grubnose and Tia unconscious and her grandparents dead.
"That was too easy," said one of the remaining ferrets. "Come on, let's keep the girl. She looks like a strong one."
"Aye, let's take her to the Master," another ferret replied.
"Wot about Grubnose?" the first ferret said, finally noticing that one of their own was down.
"Leave him, the riverdogs will find him," was the dismissive reply.
On a calm, silent beach nearby, the mysterious master waited impatiently for the scouting party to return. His name was Slabgut the Slaver. Slabgut was a huge, intimidating fox, who loved to terrorize. He would strike one place, take some slaves and then strike another place. It was a successful routine. Slabgut had recently taken almost every single dibbiun in Redwall. He inspired terror everywhere he went.
The scouting party returned, grinning their ugly gobs off.
"Wot you smiling at you lazy, barrel-bellied idjits?" Slabgut never smiled, and didn't tolerate anybody else showing any type of joy.
"We got a slave Master," said the ferrets eagerly.
"Well don't just stand there you idjits, bring it here!"
The ferrets brought Tia forward. She was beginning to come to now. She hazily gazed around. When she saw Slabgut, a flash of plain fear shot across her face.
"That's all! One measly riverdog!" shouted Slabgut.
"Aye Master that's all," quivered a ferret.
"You bloody gits, were all your mothers toads? Wot did I do to deserve you lot?!" Slabgut stomped of in a rage. He turned around. "Why are you still here? Go put the slave in the cage with the others."
Salamandastron, the warrior mountain, had just received a message from Abbot Michal of Redwall telling him about the late attack on Redwall from Slabgut the Slaver. The current lord of Salamandastron was a large, witty badger, called Storm the Majestic.
"Well sir, wot do we do?" asked Major Scar, his second in command.
"Frankly, I have no idea" said Storm hopelessly.
To the readers.. thanks for reading my first chapter. I'd like to thank those who have already reviewed as they helped me to improve this chapter. THANKS :P