Author's note This idea came to me randomly when I was reading Triss. What if Redwall was conquered?
Disclaimer I do not own Redwall at all, that belongs to Mr Brian Jacques. I do, however, own the rather shiny books and some of the tapes and the immensely shiny Build your own Redwall Abbey –realizes what she has just said and stuffs her head down a hole-
Invasion
Tehera Redeyes lolled in the Abbot's chair in Great Hall, her eyes surveying the room, roving all around until they finally came to rest upon the Great Tapestry, upon which rested the figure of Martin the Warrior, founder, first warrior and protector of Redwall Abbey.
"Hah, didn't succeed this time, did you mouse, eh?" the harsh voice of Tehera cut across the silence.
She dropped off the chair and walked to face the picture, her voice mocking and filled with triumph.
"What happened to your great defenders? Fell before my army, that old stripedog, those mice and the Abbot, didn't stand a chance against the great horde of Tehera Redeyes!"
Martin's eyes showed no fear; he continued to smile fearlessly down at her. Driven into rage by his apparent unconcern, Tehera laughed madly and continued in the one-sided conversation.
"The creatures of Redwall are now slaves in their own Abbey! The otters can now stay in the water for the rest of their lives, now that my captains have drowned them, the squirrels shall never leave the treetops, they shall dangle of the pieces of rope that they died on and as for the Abbot and his bumbling followers, they shall stay and witness the changes at Redwall. For now I am the Ruler! Me, Tehera Redeyes!"
She threw back her head and howled. Those who heard shivered and stayed away from the mad silver-furred fox, knowing all too well of her insane temper. No-one wanted to get on the wrong side of Tehera Redeyes, as it could mean death.
Far, far away, on the coast where large waves break upon the rocks at the edge of the land, stood Salamandastron.
This giant mountain, which at one time spouted fire and ash, was the legendary home of the Badger Lords, though the one who ruled it now was no badger.
Tula Whitethorn stood at the window of the Badger Lord's chamber, looking out at the sea. Her eyes, devoid of any colour save the milky-white that she was known for, roved over the tideline, her mind wandering back to her twin sister, wondering if she had succeeded in her conquest of the famous Redwall Abbey. The fox, an identical image of her sister, snorted. No doubt the she too had succeeded, the sisters of Marbane Wildeyes were well known throughout the lands of ice and snow. Their eyes, one pair white, the other red, could cast a hypnotic spell, similar to that of a snake. When they were only cubs, they had slain their father, Marbane Wildeyes and had set sail with the horde of white furred rats, ferrets and foxes. They had landed on the shores of Mossflower. Tehera Redeyes had taken half of the horde and went to conquer Redwall Abbey, while Tula Whitethorn had taken her half to the Badger fortress of Salamandastron. Both sisters had succeeded in their conquests and now all of Mossflower lived in fear. Salamandastron and Redwall ruled by twin foxes and their law carried out by a horde of vermin. What was to become of them?
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