The Redwall Zone
by Basil Psyche
You are about to enter......THE REDWALL ZONE!!!
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Miss Prettypaws went out for a morning walk to collect strawberries. Except for one thing, she was picking berries in....THE REDWALL ZONE. And now our story...
Miss Prettypaws was looking around the forest for strawberries. Miss Prettypaws was the most beautiful squirrel in Redwall. In fact was the most beautiful animal in Redwall! No one could resist the pretty squirrelmaid. The sweetest berries always grew around trees. She knew this and since most trees were on the eastern side of the path she decided to cross the road. The road that cut through Mossflower. The road that many warlords set out to conquer Redwalll used. The road that many creatures died on.
As Miss Prettypaws crossed the road she heard a cart coming. Not knowing if it was friend or foe she hid behind a tree. As the cart got closer she could tell it was a squirrel. Miss Prettypaws came out from behind the tree to greet the squirrel.
''Hello! Hello over there,'' she shouted down the road.
''Greeetings fair maiden! Does thou want a ride upon my cart?''
Miss Prettypaws examined the cart. It looked so old and rickety but she decided to ride it. It beat walking. Something about the squirrel was different. Yet she couldn't tell what it was. She decided to ask him some questions.
''So what's your name? Where are you from? Wh-''
''Does thou speakest this fast all the time. My name is Sir Kifrey F. Sqwerl. I am from the southern regions of Mossflower. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name?''
''Oh...my name is Fulip Prettypaws. I live up ahead at Redwall Abbey.''
''What a coincidence! I'm heading to Redwall Abbey. I heard it's quite big. A good place for refuge and peace. We'll be there shortly.''
After about fifthteen minutes of travelling they arrived at the Abbey. Fulip was amazed by the way Kifrey looked at it. It was probably his first time at Redwall. She had a good excuse to show him around the Abbey. She was waiting for this. When they walked in through the walls crowds of creatures greeted them.
''Who'd you bring back, Fulip?'' Fulip's best friend, Rober, asked. Rober was a quiet hare but he had a secret crush on Fulip even though Fulip didn't know it.
''His name is Kifrey Sqwerl. He gave me a ride here.''
''I came to visit the Abbey. To check it out. It's quite a sturdy structure. I can't believe it's done.''
''What do you mean by 'done'?'' Rober asked.
''Just that I'm surprised that the Abbey is completed. I imagine it took a while.''
''Oh...yeah...it did take a while.'' Rober looked at Kifrey nervously. Something wasn't right about him and he didn't trust him.
The Abbott walked up to Kifrey. ''Welcome to Redwall! We will always welcome new creatures. Oh and how lucky you are! Tonight we are having a great feast!''
''Thank you. I'll be there!''
''Kifrey over here! I'll show you around the Abbey. We have all day!''
Off Fulip and Kifrey went to tour the Abbey. Fulip showed him all around the Abbey. He was introduced to many of the creatures. They finished just as the feast was beginning. Tables were set up all over the lawns of the Abbey.
''Over here Fulip! I saved a special spot for you!''
''Good, there are two spots so me and Kifrey can both sit here. This is his first Redwall feast.''
''Good for him! Maybe it will also be his last!''
''How could you say such a thing? You're so mean! I can't believe you!''
''But I...I just don't trust him. There's something about him...something dark and secret. I can sense it.''
Kifrey sat down to join Rober and Fulip. ''I assure you young hare, thou has not a thing to worry 'bout. There's nothing dark and secret about me.''
Rober decided that he would just pretend to trust him. ''Okay, I understand now. I'm so sorry.''
''Good so now you too can get along. Here comes the food.''
A group of moles holding platters of food carefully set them on the tables. In a matter of minutes the tables were covered with all sorts of famous Mossflower dishes such as meadowcream, various scones, cheeses, and breads, hotroot and shrimp soup, and deeper'n'ever pie. All sorts of drinks from the cellerhog himself were out on the tables as well. Fulip helped herself to a glass of October ale while Rober drunk a glass of strawberry fizz. Kifrey silently sipped herb tea.
''So how long do you plan of staying Kifrey?''
''I'm not sure, Fulip. Probably one more day.''
''I was just wondering why you came here? I mean why you really came here?''
''What do you mean why I really came here? That business is between me and the Abbess.''
Just then the Abbott came up on the group. ''So are you all enjoying the food?''
''Very much sir. I simply love it. Thou must have spent great skill upon this feast.''
The Abbott couldn't help but notice Kifrey's accent which sounded like that of the old days. The days before Redwall was built.
''I overheard that you had business with the Abbess? I was just wondering something. What Abbess do you mean?''
''Why Abbess Germaine of course?''
The Abbott stepped forward. ''Is this some kind of joke?''
''No. Why? Where's Abbess Germaine''
The inhabitants of Redwall begun to whisper and stare at the stranger. The Abbott talked again. ''I see that you're serious. Well...Abbess Germaine is dead.''
''What? But this can't be! How did she die? When did she die?''
Fulip began to get worried. This was a whole new side of Kifrey. He looked scared and angry. Maybe Rober was right? Was he really crazy?
''Abbess Germaine was the first Abbess of Redwall. She died many, many, many seasons ago. Exactly none can say.''
''But...but...how can this be? I knew something was wrong...you people talk of Redwall as if it was an ancient place.''
''That's because it is ancient! I told you something was wrong with him! None of you would listen to me!''
''No. No! I can't believe it. I won't believe it! You are all the crazy ones. No!'' Kifrey ran out of the Abbey and got in his cart.
''No! Wait Kifrey!'' Fulip ran after him. She jumped unto the cart just as he sped away.
''What do you want? Are you going to call me crazy as well? What is wrong with me?''
I don't know. I just don't know... Just come back with me to the Abbey and we'll try to figure it out.''
''Never! I'll never go back to that wretched place!'' Fulip could tell that Kifrey had changed. He was frantic and nervous. Something wasn't right.
''Are you sure you're okay? I mean your sweating and shaking.''
Kifrey turned around at her. ''Of course I'm okay! Your the one who's not!'' With that he punched Fulip sending her into a state of unconciousness.
When Fulip awoke she found Kifrey sitting on the seat shaking even more violently than before. It was light so they must have been travelling all night. Fulip couldn't trust Kifrey anymore. She had to stop him one way or another.
''Where are we going? Where are you taking me?''
''Does it matter? As long as we get away from those crazy folk! Probably all sick!''
''I won't let you do this!!! Let me off! Now!''
Fulip jumped on Kifrey causing him to loose control of the cart. The cart went wildly down the road and crashed into a tree. Fulip and Kifrey both flew out of the cart into a nearby field. Fulip got her defense up ready for another blow but to her surprise Kifrey sat in the middle of the field crying. Fulip couldn't see what he was staring at but it looked like a rock of some kind sticking up out of the ground. As she got closer she could see that it was actually a tombstone. But nothing could prepare her for what was written on it.
Upon the tombtone was written: Here lies Sir Kifrey F. Sqwerl.
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Author's Note: I plan on making a whole series of stories such as these. Please review if you've read it. Thank you!
by Basil Psyche
You are about to enter......THE REDWALL ZONE!!!
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Miss Prettypaws went out for a morning walk to collect strawberries. Except for one thing, she was picking berries in....THE REDWALL ZONE. And now our story...
Miss Prettypaws was looking around the forest for strawberries. Miss Prettypaws was the most beautiful squirrel in Redwall. In fact was the most beautiful animal in Redwall! No one could resist the pretty squirrelmaid. The sweetest berries always grew around trees. She knew this and since most trees were on the eastern side of the path she decided to cross the road. The road that cut through Mossflower. The road that many warlords set out to conquer Redwalll used. The road that many creatures died on.
As Miss Prettypaws crossed the road she heard a cart coming. Not knowing if it was friend or foe she hid behind a tree. As the cart got closer she could tell it was a squirrel. Miss Prettypaws came out from behind the tree to greet the squirrel.
''Hello! Hello over there,'' she shouted down the road.
''Greeetings fair maiden! Does thou want a ride upon my cart?''
Miss Prettypaws examined the cart. It looked so old and rickety but she decided to ride it. It beat walking. Something about the squirrel was different. Yet she couldn't tell what it was. She decided to ask him some questions.
''So what's your name? Where are you from? Wh-''
''Does thou speakest this fast all the time. My name is Sir Kifrey F. Sqwerl. I am from the southern regions of Mossflower. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name?''
''Oh...my name is Fulip Prettypaws. I live up ahead at Redwall Abbey.''
''What a coincidence! I'm heading to Redwall Abbey. I heard it's quite big. A good place for refuge and peace. We'll be there shortly.''
After about fifthteen minutes of travelling they arrived at the Abbey. Fulip was amazed by the way Kifrey looked at it. It was probably his first time at Redwall. She had a good excuse to show him around the Abbey. She was waiting for this. When they walked in through the walls crowds of creatures greeted them.
''Who'd you bring back, Fulip?'' Fulip's best friend, Rober, asked. Rober was a quiet hare but he had a secret crush on Fulip even though Fulip didn't know it.
''His name is Kifrey Sqwerl. He gave me a ride here.''
''I came to visit the Abbey. To check it out. It's quite a sturdy structure. I can't believe it's done.''
''What do you mean by 'done'?'' Rober asked.
''Just that I'm surprised that the Abbey is completed. I imagine it took a while.''
''Oh...yeah...it did take a while.'' Rober looked at Kifrey nervously. Something wasn't right about him and he didn't trust him.
The Abbott walked up to Kifrey. ''Welcome to Redwall! We will always welcome new creatures. Oh and how lucky you are! Tonight we are having a great feast!''
''Thank you. I'll be there!''
''Kifrey over here! I'll show you around the Abbey. We have all day!''
Off Fulip and Kifrey went to tour the Abbey. Fulip showed him all around the Abbey. He was introduced to many of the creatures. They finished just as the feast was beginning. Tables were set up all over the lawns of the Abbey.
''Over here Fulip! I saved a special spot for you!''
''Good, there are two spots so me and Kifrey can both sit here. This is his first Redwall feast.''
''Good for him! Maybe it will also be his last!''
''How could you say such a thing? You're so mean! I can't believe you!''
''But I...I just don't trust him. There's something about him...something dark and secret. I can sense it.''
Kifrey sat down to join Rober and Fulip. ''I assure you young hare, thou has not a thing to worry 'bout. There's nothing dark and secret about me.''
Rober decided that he would just pretend to trust him. ''Okay, I understand now. I'm so sorry.''
''Good so now you too can get along. Here comes the food.''
A group of moles holding platters of food carefully set them on the tables. In a matter of minutes the tables were covered with all sorts of famous Mossflower dishes such as meadowcream, various scones, cheeses, and breads, hotroot and shrimp soup, and deeper'n'ever pie. All sorts of drinks from the cellerhog himself were out on the tables as well. Fulip helped herself to a glass of October ale while Rober drunk a glass of strawberry fizz. Kifrey silently sipped herb tea.
''So how long do you plan of staying Kifrey?''
''I'm not sure, Fulip. Probably one more day.''
''I was just wondering why you came here? I mean why you really came here?''
''What do you mean why I really came here? That business is between me and the Abbess.''
Just then the Abbott came up on the group. ''So are you all enjoying the food?''
''Very much sir. I simply love it. Thou must have spent great skill upon this feast.''
The Abbott couldn't help but notice Kifrey's accent which sounded like that of the old days. The days before Redwall was built.
''I overheard that you had business with the Abbess? I was just wondering something. What Abbess do you mean?''
''Why Abbess Germaine of course?''
The Abbott stepped forward. ''Is this some kind of joke?''
''No. Why? Where's Abbess Germaine''
The inhabitants of Redwall begun to whisper and stare at the stranger. The Abbott talked again. ''I see that you're serious. Well...Abbess Germaine is dead.''
''What? But this can't be! How did she die? When did she die?''
Fulip began to get worried. This was a whole new side of Kifrey. He looked scared and angry. Maybe Rober was right? Was he really crazy?
''Abbess Germaine was the first Abbess of Redwall. She died many, many, many seasons ago. Exactly none can say.''
''But...but...how can this be? I knew something was wrong...you people talk of Redwall as if it was an ancient place.''
''That's because it is ancient! I told you something was wrong with him! None of you would listen to me!''
''No. No! I can't believe it. I won't believe it! You are all the crazy ones. No!'' Kifrey ran out of the Abbey and got in his cart.
''No! Wait Kifrey!'' Fulip ran after him. She jumped unto the cart just as he sped away.
''What do you want? Are you going to call me crazy as well? What is wrong with me?''
I don't know. I just don't know... Just come back with me to the Abbey and we'll try to figure it out.''
''Never! I'll never go back to that wretched place!'' Fulip could tell that Kifrey had changed. He was frantic and nervous. Something wasn't right.
''Are you sure you're okay? I mean your sweating and shaking.''
Kifrey turned around at her. ''Of course I'm okay! Your the one who's not!'' With that he punched Fulip sending her into a state of unconciousness.
When Fulip awoke she found Kifrey sitting on the seat shaking even more violently than before. It was light so they must have been travelling all night. Fulip couldn't trust Kifrey anymore. She had to stop him one way or another.
''Where are we going? Where are you taking me?''
''Does it matter? As long as we get away from those crazy folk! Probably all sick!''
''I won't let you do this!!! Let me off! Now!''
Fulip jumped on Kifrey causing him to loose control of the cart. The cart went wildly down the road and crashed into a tree. Fulip and Kifrey both flew out of the cart into a nearby field. Fulip got her defense up ready for another blow but to her surprise Kifrey sat in the middle of the field crying. Fulip couldn't see what he was staring at but it looked like a rock of some kind sticking up out of the ground. As she got closer she could see that it was actually a tombstone. But nothing could prepare her for what was written on it.
Upon the tombtone was written: Here lies Sir Kifrey F. Sqwerl.
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Author's Note: I plan on making a whole series of stories such as these. Please review if you've read it. Thank you!