Redwall Forever Changed
Written by Lee Schroeder
Redwall is copyright Brian Jacques. Just so you know, this isn't canon to any story and stands by itself. This story is being planned as it's being written, so I don't know where this story is going, or if it's going to have some sort of ending to it.
Preface
A brown, elderly mouse in green robes stood watch over Redwall Abbey. Abbot Dandin looked out to the forest almost half asleep. Although he should have been sleeping, he knew that some other beast was supposed to be on watch, but didn't really care at that point. An eerie mist had surrounded Redwall and the atmosphere felt a little too warm to be seeing mist. From what he could see, there was nothing that could tell him that something was wrong; he just had a bad feeling. "Hey Abbot Dandin!" a small, squeaky voice called out. Nearly half asleep now, the abbot shot up at the voice. He turned to see one of the young Dibbuns at his feet. A young field mouse to be precise. "What are you doing in the middle of the night Matthias?" he said to him sternly.
But before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by a glow of bright light that quickly made a strange, whirring noise. Moments later, the strange light diminished quickly into darkness once again with only echoes of a distant thunder. He scanned the forest to see where it could have come from. He could have sworn there was a bright light, but Matthias' whimpering had confirmed that he was not imagining things. Then it happened again seconds after the first encounter, but this time, it was brighter than ever and had conjured up a loud humming sound. Dandin practically had to shield his eyes to prevent himself from being blinded. When the light had suddenly stopped, he looked out to where the light originated. It was too dark to see clearly what had exactly happened, and the glare in his eyes didn't help matters, but after his glare mostly went away, he now saw what looked like the outline of a body lying on the ground a distance away from the Abbey.
By the time he could have alerted somebeast to investigate the matter, the sound and the strange light had practically woken everybeast up from their slumber. A few of the brothers ran to the Abbot's position and stopped to catch their breath. Looking to the Abbot they asked what was going on. Still shocked at what he had just seen, he could only point his paw. Seeing the figure in the dark, not moving, Brother Vale called down to the beasts within the courtyard to bring the body back inside Redwall.
"Ya 'erd 'im mates. Som' poor bloke's out there an' we need to get 'im." a mole cried out as a grey rabbit, two weasels and a badgermaid went out the gate with torches. Approaching the figure, they saw a male otter lying on the ground unconscious right next to a large trunk. He looked to be about 16 years old of age and wore very strange clothing. The rabbit lightly nudged the otter only for him to weakly moan. "He's still alive! Take him in!" the badgermaid commanded. The rabbit grabbed the otter, while the badgermaid grabbed the large, heavy trunk. "Uhhgh, What does he have in here, rocks?" she said as she struggled to carry it. Two weasels then offered to help carry the trunk inside. The abbot, now standing at the front gate looking at the strange otter as the badgermaid took him in.
Under normal circumstances, they would have attempted to wake him up then and there. But with the increased amount of raids happening within the last few weeks, nobeast wanted to take any chances. The abbot took one last look at the strange otter before he was taken inside for care. Despite all that had happened in the last few minutes, a single question stuck to his mind, 'Who is he?'