Hi. It's a new story of Redwall. Or I should say the Dark Forest. This is where my alter ego first is kicked in (see profile), except she is already dead with Martin and the rest. I hope you like it.
Summary:
Martin and a friend from his childhood, Yasmine, are possessed by an evil spirit from Hellgates. Now with the Circle hunting them, will they be able to save the Dark Forest, and themselves?
Chap. 1
"Martin, look out!" Yasmine dove forward towards the ground and grabbed Martin as an arrow flew towards him. He grimaced as it cut his leg on its way by.
"Thanks." Martin managed to say loudly enough through the battle cries. Yasmine nodded and rolled, knocking another vermin off his paws. Martin leaped up and stabbed him, watching as the vermin dissolved and disappeared. He shook his head. "Sometimes I wish they would have the punishment of living forever in eternal pain in the world before the Dark Forest." Yasmine nodded her agreement as she whipped her staff onto a weasel's skull.
"You'd think so, but then the same thing would to us if we died in here." She said as she swung her staff and connected it to a rat's neck. She was rewarded with a sickening crack and the disappearance of the filthy rat. Martin swung his marvelous sword left and right, slaying or injuring severely as he went.
"When is Gonff going to blow the stupid horn?!" Martin yelled. Yasmine went back to back with him.
"What horn?"
"The horn Methuselah found in the mountains." Martin said as blocked a sea-rat's cutlass.
"How come I didn't know of this horn thing?!"
Martin sighed. "He introduced it at the meeting! It's your fault you weren't there! You were out gallivanting in the fields."
Yasmine gasped. "I did no such thing! I had more important things to do than attend a flippin' meeting! Who told you I was out gallivanting?"
"No one! I assumed that you were enjoying yourself instead of attending the meeting. You don't even like them."
"Just because I like having a bit of fun with others more than I do attending meetings do not mean that I skip doing my duty as a member of the Circle!"
"I'm not saying that! Prove that you were doing something useful!" Martin twirled and disembodied a ferret's head. Yasmine struck down another sea-rat.
"Alright, I was protecting refugees from one of the villages that were destroyed, and then escorted them to the main city. Or have you forgotten what happens every seven seasons?" Yasmine asked her friend, irritated about the subject.
Martin grunted. "No I haven't forgotten! It's happening right now!" He swung down hard towards a stoat's head, but the stoat swiftly blocked Martin's sword. "So that's how those beasts got here."
"Right. I told yo…" Yasmine stopped and jumped back to avoided a dead vermin's body. Annoyed, she whipped her head around. "Stiffener Medick! Mind aiming that somewhere else?"
"Oh, leave him alone, Yasmine. We are all anxious for this to end. Where is Gonff?!" Martin yelled in frustration.
"Martin!" Rakkety Tam MacBurl ran and fought beside him while he talked. "More vermin are piling in. When is Gonff going to blow the horn?"
"How come Tam knows? He didn't go to the meeting as well as me!" Yasmine asked, fighting along side them.
"He knows because we told him." Martin said.
"How come you didn't tell me?"
Martin frowned. "It must have slipped our minds, Yasmine. Now can you be quiet? You're being difficult." Yasmine mumbled under her breath but said no more. She was always difficult when a battle has been going on longer than needed. Landing blows here and there, she came face to face with a very large rat. Yelling, the rat charged at her with a broadsword. Yasmine slipped her staff on her back and pulled out two long daggers. She didn't like swords as much as a staff and bow, but preferred daggers if she must carry a blade or two.
Bring up the two daggers, Yasmine formed an "x" out of them and countered the blow. The blades were specially made to block all kinds of swords and cut deep. Normally, the broadsword would at least nick the dagger blades or shatter them, but Yasmine's blades were not normal. Instead, the daggers defense stopped the sword short, nicking the side of the sword.
"You're going to have fun polishing that out, if you survive." Yasmine pointed out none too kindly. The sea-rat growled fiercely, and swung his sword down, hoping to split his opponent's skull. Yasmine quickly brought her blades up, forming the "x" again, and stopped the rat's blade only inches from her head. The force of the blow knocked Yasmine's breath out of her. She sucked in air and quickly attacked.
Blow after blow, thrust after thrust, Yasmine and the rat matched each other's moves and attacks. Both creatures' breaths were turning into gasps. 'Well, this is new. The filthy vermin from Hellgates can fight.' Yasmine felt herself failing a bit. Her attacks were weaker. Yasmine dropped to her knees. She knew she wouldn't last long now. She had used too much energy, and she wasn't as young as when she first became leader of the Jet Tribe. After she was finished, she would float around the Dark Forest as nothing for a season or two, watching helplessly the events going on.
Her opponent's yell of triumph woke Yasmine from her thoughts. She gritted her teeth. He was not going to win so easily! As the large sea-rat bored down on her, Yasmine rolled not away from him, but towards him. The rat looked confused, searching for the creature he was supposed to have killed. Then he felt a sharp, blazing pain in his right leg. The sea-rat gave a piercing scream and fell, squirming in pain.
Yasmine slowly got up and smiled grimly, wiping away the blood trickling off the corner of her mouth as she walked, feet sliding across the ground. "Good thing you're not that smart." She said. Her right hand gripped the remaining dagger, for the other was still in the vermin's leg. She raised her paw to strike, wanting to finish the fight and then have a good, long rest. But as she started to strike, a booming, melodious sound rang across the clearing. Momentarily distracted, Yasmine and the other creatures looked towards the direction the sound came from. There was Gonff, blowing a white horn decorated in vines. Then without warning, all of the Dark Forest opponent's screamed and clutched their head. Yasmine dropped her dagger in amazement. Is that what the horn does? Kill creatures? If so, then why wasn't she and the rest of them dieing?
Amidst in her thoughts again, Yasmine wasn't paying much attention to her still alive opponent. The sea-rat had stopped screaming because he had no more energy to. But as he looked onto the mouse he had come so close to defeating, he summoned up the last bit of strength to start to lift his sword, scraping it across the ground before swinging it. Yasmine turned as her sharp ears picked up a faint sound amidst the screaming. She gasped, jumping back to avoid the coming blade, but she was a bit too late. Yasmine yelled as a she put a paw over the cut from her shoulder to the middle of her chest. Satisfied, the rat closed his eyes, and prepared for his journey into pain.
Yasmine watched as the sea-rat took his last breath. She fell onto her back, hearing faint calls through all the screaming, and the horn blowing. Panic started to well up inside of her as she realized she could die from this wound. Yasmine lifted her paw in front of her eyes and saw it stained and dripping with blood. Her blood. Yasmine suddenly felt very weak. Looking up at the sky, Yasmine thought she saw a black wisp above her. 'Is it really there?' Yasmine strained to see through her failing eyes. Yes, it was definitely there.
"Yasmine! YASMINE!" Yasmine could barely hear and recognize the voice that was calling her name. Martin, Stiffener and Rakkety Tam came running up, kneeling beside her. She realized it was Martin calling her. "Yasmine, please be okay. Tell me you're all right. Yas…" Martin stopped short, staring at something in front of him. Yasmine stared at him curiously. Who was Yas? Then Martin put up his paws in front of his face as something black like the one that was above Yasmine, if it was still there, hit him hard, throwing him back, outlining his body until it disappeared. Tam went to him.
"Martin! Wake up! What happened! MARTIN!" Tam's anxious voice lifted across the clearing. Yasmine looked up again. Her eyes made out the black wisp zooming towards her. A force hit Yasmine so powerful her sight turned black instantly. Her body shuddered. Yasmine gasped for breath, realizing that she could hardly feel anything now. Stiffener swept his worried gaze over her.
"I say, ol' gel, something wrong. What is flippin' wrong with you?" He yelled, holding her shoulders as her body went through spasms. Stiffener was calling beasts for help. Yasmine felt herself drift off, all sounds retreating in the darkness. Her body relaxed. Yasmine sighed. The last thing she remembered was footsteps shaking the ground, and the horn had stopped playing its song.
Hmmmmm. This could be rating could be for a good reason. I don't know yet. So, what do you think? First chapter all right? This story only takes place in the Dark Forest. Sorry, but I don't know what I would do with Redwall if it was in here. Spirit, sorry i didn't send this to you first. I promise to send you the next one!