A/N: Wow! Thank you for all the kind reviews! Anyway as our story continues, things will steadily get worst, when this is done, I may consider writing a sequel, with a not completely original plot. Well, it will be pretty original, but the main idea comes from the movie Alien which I do not own.

Chapter 10: It Snows

"Hazick killed who?" yelled out Arugus.

"Skipper…." Replied the vole his head drooping. The vole had been a friend of the Skippers, they had grown up on the riverbanks together, skipping stones and hiding from their parents all the time… Now that the otter was dead… The vole's chest suddenly hitched, and tears began to spill out. He only manages five words, speaking them with his voice changing from high to low. "Can I see….his bo-bo-bodyyyyyyyyyyyy" the water voles tears became more pronounced and now his eyes were red, puffy, and glossy.

A grim voice answered from below on the path, it was gruff, a shrews voice, and it was backed by confidence and anger at the same time. "No, the pikes got to…. it"

The vole turned away from the crowd of otters and shrews, his tears flowing faster than a water fall, he slid down until he was sitting on the walkway. He was sad, and infuriated. The shrew had called his lifelong friends body, it. Like the body was nothing and "it" didn't matter, like they did not care about a proper burial or funeral, like they didn't care about his life and, and, and….

That boy, that little boy, he killed him, the little kit, the pup, that otter… He killed him, oh yes it did… Killed my friend and thought he could get away…. That little, that little beast…. Haaaziiickkk…..

Suddenly all of the vole's thoughts stopped, giving way to something, and then one word flashed thru his mind, one word, painted in red.

"Murder" whispered the vole, his voice deep and evil. Dermur's voice.

The vole on the wall tops began to laugh hysterically.

Down on the abbey lawn, Arugus had gone to open the gate, unbolting it then opening one side, allowing the creatures outside. First the shrews filed in, then the otters, then the moles. After they all were inside, the bell ringer went to ring the bells and retrieve Ramie for the Abbot.

Langus had started for the laughing vole, but his son's paw held him back.

"Father, go address the crowd, and explain who I am, I'll go talk to him" Langusarie gestured to the vole. Lots of the otters were staring at him, their claws tapping their slings, ready to draw.

Langus nodded then headed towards Birmingham, and the stretcher containing the small form of Hazick. The small otter was no longer possessed, he was normal, for the demon had left for the vole. There were only two beasts would understand. Skipper, and Log a Log. And Log a Log wanted to kill the otter, so he would show no mercy to the confused boy.

Langusarie began to ascend the stone steps, and as he did, he felt that something was very wrong at Redwall. The young ferret reached into his habit pocket and tapped his fingers on the red book. He noticed heat waves in the distance but heavy black clouds above the abbey. His paws still kept moving upwards towards the vole, who was now watching him, no longer laughing.

Yes something was very wrong here.

His father was saying something to him, but the words were distorted and quiet. Langusarie knew that he should be able to hear the Abbot, but something was preventing him from hearing his father. Something was nearby, the exorcist felt it, and he felt it in his very soul

He reached the walkway, and looked down the stairs. It would be a long fall if one was pushed…

Langusarie walk towards the vole then sat down next to him, with the red book on his lap. The vole simply looked at him, his eyes red and shining. The ferret sighed and opened the book and flipped thru some pages. Then he started to speak.

"What is your name?"

"Isaac"

"Your real one"

"Dermur"

Langusarie paused, looking at the vole. He then flipped the pages until he was at D. The red book was basically an encyclopedia with only much different things in it. The young ferret turned two pages and found himself at the word Demons. There was a list below it and then a page number.

Amierel Pg. 23

Satan Pg. 159

Hannibal Pg. 67

Dermur Pg. 48

There were more names, a lot more names, but Langusarie only needed one. He went back a few pages to 48, and then read Dermur's section.

Dermur or Murder or Redrum

Brings insanity, cannibalism, and death.

When Dermur is near another demon, there is sure to be strange weather.

To banish him use an exorcism.

Insanity spreads as each murder happens.

If you do not kill him soon, you will lose Redwall.

It had been specifically, the last line, to incorporate the saving of the abbey.

"Come on, we need to go to the infirmary"

The vole followed Langusarie to the stair case. Then paused at the top.

"Come on"

The vole turned his all the way around without touching it. His head turned slowly, the bones breaking and the muscles and tendons tearing. Langusarie screamed and turned to run. The bells tolled joyfully as Dermur pushed Langusarie down the long staircase. The exorcist's arm broke and he kept falling, screaming. Langus turned and saw his son falling, his mouth open in shock. Then the young ferret's body hit the ground and lay still.

It began to snow.

A/N: This was a shorter chapter I know, but it was good, I hope. Thanks for the reviews! And please review!