Griffin's Feathers
The unedited Version
For my little brother
Disclaimer: Read this please. It has some important info.
Toboe: Well I'm changed this disclaimer. Apparently it was to 'personal' for some little kid. Any way I didn't make this clear before but this is part of a challenge proposed by my freind. We are to find an old piece of work and post it, latter posting the edited and fixed up one after words. I had a little part in here telling you all about how very special these stories were to me but as I said it offended some kid so I got ride of it. Flames are bad children. I know that my other readers are used to it but oh well, I just didn't notice the problem seeing as how she could of just skipped over it. Any way I didn't do anything to this short story. It is in its pure OMG-a-just-turned-13-year-old-wrote-this. Not that it's that good. -sweatdrop- It was actually one my first voluntary stories ever I think (or at lest the only one that survived for so long). I do not own any of these original characters… Oh and that same kid said I stole the name Ironbeck form Brain Jacques... Sorry I didn't mean to but that name belongs to him I guess...And I hope you like it. The true story will be up here soon enough. I was going to post it separately but now I just think I will be posting it as the second chapter so if you want to read my real writing just look up on this later.
Griffin snuggled agaist his mother Maria. The half-Brightwing half-Siverwing bat started begging his mother, "Tell me about Dad…about when he was a kid."
"Well," his mother started," as long as you go to bed after. As you know he was born a runt, and Uncle Chinook was not your father's friend… in fact they despised each other-."
"Mom! I know all that… tell me something new. PLLLEASEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Maria laughed a sweet, kind of tickly laugh, "O.K, let me think… Did I ever tell you about the time…"
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"And she said he swooped down and-"the young bat was interrupted by a female silverwing who burst through the foliage.
"Hi Griff," she said as she swerved, braked, and roosted beside him, "Whacha doing?"
"Hi Luna! I was telling Skye, Rowan, and Falstaff about a story Mom told me. It is about the time Dad saw his first owl."
"How about we look for an owl?" the adventures Luna suggested.
"I don't know we could get in trouble, or hurt, or-"
"Just leave him Luna. To bad he isn't like his father," Falstaff said and moved closer to Luna.
"He's just a coward," Rowan
"I expected better from Shade's son," Skye said throwing an iced glare his direction.
Luna looked at him, disappointment written all over her face. The young bats turned to leave when Giff changed his mind, Luna's disappointment hurt! "Wait!" He yelled, "I'm in!" Luna's face broke in a wide smile then she frowned, her face screwed up in concentration. "Where do we find an owl? Have you guys seen any about?" Skye, Rowan, and Falstaff shook their heads no. She looked at Griffin and saw he was picking at the tree with his claws. "Griff?" she questioned.
He sighed then said "A few months ago, when I was hunting, I saw the droppings of an owl outside an old barn. It had a large hole on the northern side. I am pretty sure there is an owl living there."
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"Are we still sure this is a good idea?" Griffin hesitantly asked Luna as they circled the tall oak next to the barn. "Come on Griff," she said with a tint of exasperation,
"You are the one who lead us here."
"I know… but-"
"Then stop winning!"
"I'm not winning!"
"Yes you are!"
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you-"
They were cut off by Falstaff. "We have found the hole," he whispered. Griff gulped afraid of what was inside. "Griff," Luna said, "I don't think it would hurt us... he could get in big trouble." She then darted down the hole disappearing from sight. Griffin hesitated, and then followed her.
A large leathery wing engulfed him as soon as he entered. He struggled, his mind instantly going to those large cannibal jungle bats.
"Griff!"
"Luna?"
He shook his head free and said, "Luna I thought y-!" He was cut of by an iciy glare from Luna and looked in the direction she was fervently pointing at with her wing.
What he saw made him want to wet himself.
A large male Barn owl was looking straight at them. Its fierce golden eyes blinked once, twice. "Who are you?" It had a deep gruff voice that echoed in the barn.
"I-I-I'm G-G-Griffin, s-sir-r-r."
"A-And I-I'm Lu-una."
"I am Ironbeak."
He looked the two quivering bats over quietly taking in every shiver and stammers they could muster.
"W-W-We're s-sorry s-sir-r!"
The owl chuckled scarring Luna and Griff even more, their hearts accelerating.
"It's ok, I don't like the taste of bat."
"W-Were s-s—What did you say?"
"It's ok, I don't like the taste of bat."
Griffin gulped.
"That means you are not going to eat us?"
"Yes, I am not going to eat you."
Thank you Nocturnia, Griffin prayed.
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"Luna! Griffin!" three bats yelled as they saw their friends who had disappeared in the owl's barn. Luna and Griffin were each carrying a few feathers… a gift from Ironbeak. They were talking excitingly together.
"I am going to give one to my mother, one to my grandmother, and one to father. I'll keep the rest!"
"Same for me!"
"That was so much fun!"
"I know! Remember we promised to come back, o.k."
"I know. Hey guys! You won't believe what happened to us!"
Toboe: Well that's the end. For the little brother that hates me now :,( . The edited one will be up soon .
