Disclaimers: I do not own The Silmarillion, The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and "Monty Python and the Holy Grail". They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien, Terry Gilliam, and Terry Jones. All canon material belongs to their respected owners. All original material, including original characters, belongs to me, the authoress of this fanfiction story.

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Welcome to the sequel to my first fanfiction story of my Ocean's Breeze Academy series, titled A Creature of the Night. :) Like my first fanfic, this fanfic came about from a roleplay I worked on with me and my friends, Adeleidhis and WingedIceWolf. Credit for the academy's title, once again, goes to WingedIceWolf. :)

Enjoy. :)

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Prologue:

Don't Mess with a Bunny!

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Fred, the reclusive brown-and-white furry rabbit, wanted nothing more in the world except to be alone, even at the expense of his colony. He sniffed the air, determined to have one chance to leave his colony and head for safer ground.

Oh yes!

No one would suspect anything! He'd be safe. But what about that rumor about the killer white rabbit named Melvin? That rabbit was dangerous! If Fred wasn't careful, then he'd be killed by his own kind. No rabbit would dare go through such lengths to kill one of their own! Would it?

Fred huffed, smiling at the morning air, loving all its dewy scents. Yes, the forest was alive at this hour, but then so was he. He didn't look back at his colony as he fled from his nest to the surprise of his mate Christy.

"Fred, where are you going? Not to see Melvin, I hope!" Christy, a brown Holland Lop rabbit, said, sniffing the air. "His cave isn't far from here."

"Melvin might have some answers! He's a killer rabbit, after all. What's the harm in that?" Fred said, hopping away before his reluctant wife could say another word.

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Fred trekked for a few miles, noticing no other signs of life. He sniffed again, before arriving at the Cave of Caerbannog, where he was met with piles of skeletons, dead, rotting corpses from the Killer Rabbit's most recent victims, and several small and large boulders surrounding the low ceiling cave.

Fred hunched on his large hind legs, sensing approaching danger. At first, he wondered who lived here. Then he spotted him: Melvin the Killer Rabbit. Oh, what was he doing here? It made no sense.

Well, maybe Melvin was friendly! Maybe he wasn't. Who knew, right?

Fred jumped, letting out a high-pitched squeak at the sight of the fully-grown white rabbit, bounding towards him. The white rabbit said nothing as it growled, showing off its sharp, pearly white teeth. Fred squeaked, landing square on his back as Melvin advanced, determined to get him.

"Now, now, let's talk!" Fred squeaked, nervously.

"I don't talk to strange rabbits!" Melvin spoke in a deep-sounding voice. "You are in my way! Leave this place, before I kill you! GO!" That powerful squeak was enough to send shivers up Fred's spine. Fred couldn't take much more of this. He bounded away without another word, leaving Melvin smiling. "Ah yes, it's so good being the ruler of the Cave of Caerbannog." He breathed a sigh of relief. "Now, where was I?"

Melvin charged back into his cave, delighted to have his cave all to himself.

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Melvin slept inside his cave, taking his mid-morning nap. He was so hungry. He could smell… fish people? He looked up, turning to the cave's entrance. Something wasn't right! The landscape outside his cave changed to trees and an island, with crystal-clear water to his right.

This wasn't home! Where was he?

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Thanks for reading. :)