A/N: Hello, readers! So I have been having serious writer's block on Fall and got this idea in the back of my head, so I decided to put it on paper! This will not replace Fall and I have full intentions of that story being my main priority. This is just a side project to keep the creative juices flowing, and will be a ton of fun. Thank you to everyone giving this story a chance! Be you one of my followers or a new reader, I greatly appreciate the encouragement! Leave a follow/favorite/review if you enjoy my little prologue to this story!
-Eragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Zootopia, just my story(s) and OC's.
ZOOTOPIA: SEAFARER'S TALES-THE CHOSEN SIX
PROLOGUE
How did this world come to be? Some extraordinary universal event? A higher power? The sad truth is that there is no way of being certain what is true until after death. What remains is all that will be known. And what remains, is quite spectacular. Whatever began this world, left not just a barren rock, but left life. Life, as well as the ability for sentience. Knowledge, common sense, emotion, personality. These all were able to be developed because this world came to be. As the first animals gained this sentience, they formed tribes, and while primitive and warlike, each began their own ways of life. Predator still hunted prey, but the methods of both hunting prey and avoiding predators became more and more intelligent. This coevolution continued for hundreds, possibly even thousands of years. A constant battle for survival between tribes.
Tribes began to form alliances with others, creating towns and trade networks in order to maintain order within the unstable borders between tribes. The alliances fought each other, escalating the warfare and death counts. Finally, the chief of the rabbit tribe and the chief of the fox tribe, after witnessing a war that was particularly devastating to their numbers, decided to make peace between their tribes, and live in coexistence, working together to create better lives for both their tribes. The foxes taught the rabbits better methods for defending themselves against predators. The rabbits taught the foxes how to grow crops for self-sustainability.
The lion tribe hated this, the alliance between predators and prey, so they decided to wipe out the both of the other tribes to prevent anything like this from ever happening again. When the lions attacked, the fox and rabbit tribes fled far into the mountains, but they were cornered. No where left to go, they made a final stand...and left the mountains victorious. How is this possible? Well, when the world came to be, whatever created it did not just leave the ability for life.
Six stones, bearing symbols, were left on the land where life would first occur. The symbols were that of undeath, courage, strength, power, manipulation, and faith. The stones would be made into artifacts by the first chieftains of the animal tribes. It just so happened, that the rabbit chieftain carried a sword imbedded with the stone of courage, and the fox chieftain wore an amulet carrying the stone of undeath. With the power of these Artifacts, the chieftains led their tribes to battle and pushed the lions back. After these events occurred, other tribes also began to make peace, and as technology developed, cities were formed. Then nations, led by king and queens who carried these ancient Artifacts. The year 1500 approached, and nations had been warring centuries, so the six kings and queens met and in order to restore peace between nations all agreed to cast their Artifacts into the sea.
This was at the recommendation 0f the most respected seer of the land, who told them a chilling prophecy. If the artifacts stayed in animal possession, six "Chosen" of the Artifacts would come into possession, and cause chaos in the world. One of the Chosen would try to rise above the rest, and the only way to defeat this animal would be for the other five Chosen to join all the nations together. The kings and queens, not wanting to take any chances of the destruction of their world, quickly did their best to remove the Artifacts from all animal possession. For three centuries, it worked, and wars between nations dimmed to a thick tension that no leader was willing to cut. Yet the Artifacts were not truly gone, they had merely traveled the sea, finding their ways to different parts of the world. Some returned back to the mainland, others reached a strange land called Animalia, a land divided into tens of colonies of the six nations.
The Artifacts, displaying a bit of sentience of their own, grew restless. The Chosen, be they kings or peasants, loyal to the thrones or pirates, good or evil; were called to their artifacts. The year is now 1800, the Royal Navy of Britantler is finally seeing the threat of pirates on their cargo ships traveling to colonies. The pirates just a bit more of a challenge for the goods they want to steal. A chance encounter of multiple Chosen on one vessel will change the world as they know it for years to come. This is where this old seafarer's tale begins.