Hey Black-Phinoex here! So this story hasn't been updated in 3 years. I recently went back to it and realised I didn't like how it was written so I made a few changes. mostly grammar like breaking up huge paragraphs. adding and removing a few things. the plot is still the same though. This looks like it might be a short story mostly between Shadow and Asmodeus.

Disclaimer: I do not own Redwall. it belongs to Brian Jacques. I own the plot, Kellos, Shara, Ashford and Talara only nothing else.

Enjoy!

Prologue:

Rain fell from the sky in heavy sheets as the wind blew fiercely strong. A figure, a rat, sat in the entrance way of a cave dug into the side of a hill watching the storm calmly his red eyes unblinking. His cloak wrapped tightly around his thin black body with the hood up to keep the cold out. Thunder rolled loudly and lighting crashed in the sky above him but he did not care for he feared no storm.

Shadow was his name and as he sat there watching the weather he thought about his life. He thought about his past and the present and wondered if there was a future for him. His past was not great nor was his current condition.

He first thought was of his hard past, he had allied himself with another rat, a bigger, tougher, meaner rat named Cluny the Scourge. He had done everything Cluny had told him to do from stealing to spying to infiltrating and even assassinations. He had been totally and completely loyal to only Cluny and for what you might ask. To be abandoned, left for dead by the very creature you were so loyal to.

Shadow's thoughts were then brought to his present state, him sitting in a small cave in a hill, wet, hungry, cold and injured. He had been lucky to have been found when he was by a healer and his apprentice and brought to the cave for shelter and care.

Shadow allowed himself to remember the very event that led to him being here and not with Cluny. It all started with Cluny's order for Shadow to climb the wall of that abbey, what was its name? Shadow could not remember. He had done it, he had climbed the wall and quietly snuck into the red building. Cluny had asked him to get something for him but Shadow couldn't even remember what that something was, he thought he would remember eventually but that didn't matter right now. What did matter was he had gotten what Cluny had wanted him to get but he had been spotted by that little mouse. Shadow had bought himself some time to escape by wrapping up in a tight ball and tripping the mouse, whose name Shadow could not remember. Did he ever know it in the first place? He had gotten outside with the little creature following close behind and had gotten to a set of stairs that would lead him to the top of the wall. The mouse had suddenly grabbed onto him and had tried to take the item Shadow had stolen so he kicked him a few times. The mouse refused to let go which had resulted in a struggle for the item. Shadow remembered getting his grappling hook out of his waist pouch and securing it to the wall when he had gotten close enough. He remembered the mouse losing his hold on the item which would have resulted in him falling backwards if he had not had a good grip on the stairs wooden frame.

Shadow was not as lucky. He remembered falling over the wall with the item to the ground below outside the abbey grounds. He remembered losing his grip on his grappling hooks rope. Shadow vividly remembered his screams as well as the sound his body made as it hit the ground.

"Why?" whispered Shadow to himself as other memories surfaced.

Cluny's satisfaction as he grabbed the item Shadow had faithfully brought him and the way Cluny had abandoned him. He had dragged himself out of a bush and had asked to not be left behind but his pleas went unheard to Cluny's ears. Shadow, believing he would die had spoken calmly to the mouse he had struggled against before losing consciousness.

He awoke a few hours or so later and found himself in a dark room on a stretcher lying on the floor. He knew the abbey beasts all thought he was dead and it surprised him that he wasn't. he crept out of the room quietly and painfully and left the abbey and Cluny to be alone. He wondered if anyone had noticed him gone, they probably did. Then he wondered if anyone from the abbey was looking for him, probably not, not in this weather. Shadow did not know when it had started raining but it had which he thought was good, it would cover his tracks.

Shadow turned his attention to his wounds for the first time since the healer had taken care him. The bone in his left leg was fractured, his back hurt as well as his head and his left paw was broken. Shadow knew this because of the healer. The healer who had told him of his injuries and tended to them was well taught in the ways of a great healer. He was a squirrel much older than shadow but not really skilled with anything beyond healing. Shadow was at least Skilled in anything and everything possibly related to his line of work. The rat watched the healer and his apprentice silently for a while before turning back to the storm.

"Do you have a name of which I should call you?" The squirrel suddenly asked him.

"I am Shadow," Shadow whispered in his quiet voice before slowly drifting off to sleep.

Somewhere else another creature was also in pain. A young female stoat supported her older mate as he struggled to walk. The pair had been out for a nice night walk a few hours ago before the rain started falling when they heard the unmistakable sounds of a hissing snake.

(Asmodeusssss)

The snake had smelled the pair and had begun a hunt. He had found them and had aimed for the younger female but the older male pushed his mate towards the trees they had been close to and out of the way of the striking serpent. He himself had not had time to dodge the strike and had gotten bit. He had fought and struggled with the snake until he had gotten free then he and his mate had escaped. Now they had stopped for a while under a big tree so he could rest. They knew they shouldn't stop for long or the snake might find them. The male forced himself to his feet leaning on his mate for support.

"Maybe we should stop here. You need to rest," The female said in a voice as soft and gentle as the wind.

"We can't he'll find us here. We need to find shelter," The male responded in his song-like voice as they kept walking through the night.

Well there it is my first ever Redwall story. Tell me what you think about it. I tried to make it a little better then when it was originally posted. Review and let me know what you think and how I did. Constructive critizisom is always welcom as it helps me improve.

Black-Phinoex