Yet another fic I'll never finish. *sigh* I hope this one's more Redwall-y than my last fic.
...but, be warned! There be angst, and overall terror and blood in this fic! Just, don't be too flame-y when I first start off, all will be reviled in due time. Patience is a virtue!
… I'm only going to say this once: I do not own anything, other than my chars.
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Time always seems to go so very slow when there it the possibility of your life being extinguished. For instance; a huge, multi-ton tower of solid sandstone bricks crashing down upon you. Time goes very slow then. Now, you might be wondering, what does this have to do with the story? Well, why don't I go to the line break, and begin where I nearly ended? Ah, I knew you'd agree.
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I shrieked in terror as the huge sandstone tower began to topple. It was too close to me, and it was too big to outrun. I was doomed. All around me, abbeydwellers screamed as they were burned alive, or crushed as Redwall imploded on itself. That's right, imploded. It was falling, quite literally. Stupid foreign vermin with their 'black boom dust of doom'.
And yet, I began to run for all I was worth, as fast as my marten legs would carry me. Oh yeah, that's right, I'm a vermin too. Oops, sorry I forgot to tell, but, my life is in immense DANGER at the moment. Heh, mustv'e slipped my mind. Speaking of slipping... my paws hit a patch of blood soaked grass, and I fell, just like the tower bearing down on me.
I rolled over, and began to crab crawl backwards. But I collapsed. I threw my paws out in front of me, as if they would protect me from my doom. With a loud rumble, and the crunching of wood- and my bones- the tower fell on me.
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Hold it, before you start flaming me on 'reformed vermin' just wait until the later chapters, then you'll think our main character isn't all sunshine and bunnies. Please, no flames for destroying Redwall, it kinda goes along with the plot. Yes, I love vermin more than woodlanders.