Author's note: Ahhh! More dumb notes, the mousemaid in this story is not mine she belongs to someone else.
Micah the Warrior
Micah, Mordechai, and the rest of the children stood at the edge of a hole kind of like the one Malachai fell in.
"Maybe it's a sign." One kid said backing away from it.
"Yes maybe it is." Mordechai said as he gave an evil smirk, "Why don't you find out what it is Micah."
"I don't think-" Mordechai shoved him in the hole, all the kids gasped. He felt like he had been falling for years, he landed with a splash in the shallows of an ocean. He got up and looked around, there was no houses only beach and water. There was a loud scream and a few yells in pain, he got up and went to go see what was making the noise. Way up on the beach was a pretty mousemaid battling a few villainous looking rats.
"You will never take me to Bloodbath alive!" She yelled as she swung a sword.
"Oh but his highness is dying to see the mighty mouseymaid." One of the rats said as he dodged the sword.
"I never want to see that murderer again." She growled, Micah walked up to them.
"We have company Deadpaw." A rat whispered to another rat.
"Well what are you?" Deadpaw said poking Micah with his spear.
"I am a human." Micah walked over to the mousemaid. Behind them a few more rats were coming with a weighted net between them. Deadpaw knocked the sword from the maid's paw and nodded his head, the heavy weight net fell on them and the rats laid them senseless. Micah awoke with a terrible headache; he looked around and found he was in a room with the mousemaid he had seen earlier.
"Hi, I'm Maelynn." She smiled and got up.
"I'm Micah. Where are we?" He got and looked around for a way to get out.
"Castle Bloodbath, we've been captured by Konker the Killer." She sighed and sat down again. The door opened and a ferret walked in, he was dressed in black and had a blue cape on.
"So we meet again mouse." The ferret said, "And you brought a friend too. Just grand, his size and strength will make him a good slave."
"Make me a slave but spare Micah he has done nothing to you Konker." Maelynn said getting up and walking toward Konker.
"No, you are both my slaves. Scamptooth, Deadpaw get some shackles and put them in the slave pen." Konker said pointing two rats that had attacked them.
"Yes sire." The two rats said as they scurried off to do their king's bidding. They came back and put the shackles on and led them to the slave pen, they opened the gates and Micah decided to get rebellious.
"Let me go!" He tugged at the chains around his wrists until they cut into his skin and he began to bleed.
Snap! Clang!
Micah had broken the chains that bound his hands, he swung the broken chain and hit Scamptooth slaying him instantly. Maelynn put her paw chains around Deadpaw's throat and tightened them; he choked to death. All the excitement caused the other slaves to rebel; Konker came running out to see what was going on.
"Get them! Throw the slaves back in the slave pen!" He roared as he swung Maelynn's sword. His army came tramping out and they forced them back into the slave pen.
"I'll get you one day Konker!" Maelynn yelled, "I'll get you for what you did to my parents!"
"Calm down." An old gray otter said trying to hush her.
"No! He slew my parents viciously in front of my tribe, and me then he went on and killed all my tribe but me!" She screamed, Micah came over and placed his hand against her mouth, she got quiet.
"There's a time for silence and a time for ranting; now is the time for silence." He said as he took his hand off her mouth.
"I guess I should keep my mouth shut. Dead beasts can't get revenge." She went over and sat down in some damp hay.
"We need to get out of here." A shrew said.
"We need an escape plan." Maelynn said, "We need to think of a fool proof plan."
"We will need supplies, me an my brother can get those." An otter said pointing to another otter that looked just like him.
"Yeah leave that to my brother and me." He repeated his brother.
"Okay, we need a distraction who wants to do that?" Maelynn said starting to outline the plans on a flat rock with a piece of charcoal from a previous fire.
"I'll do that." Micah said Maelynn shook her head.
"No Micah you're needed to help the young and elderly." She said as she drew a little more on the rock.
"I'll do it, I want to see my uncle Solarblade again before I die." A large badgermaid said toying with her shackles.
"Okay, now we need some rest, we can start tomorrow." Maelynn said putting the charcoal back and putting hay over the rock. Everybeast went to sleep except for Maelynn and Micah.
"I don't like this." Micah said rattling his broken shackles, and gently rubbing his chain wounds.
"What do you mean?" Maelynn look up at him.
"This place, Konker and his army." He looked around and found a sandrock, a rock like a file; he picked it up and began to scrap the cuffs of the shackles.
"I don't like that ether." She found a piece of sandrock too and began to scrap at her shackle cuffs. They stayed up all night talking and scraping at the shackles. A fox came over and gave them a breakfast of stale bread crusts and stagnant water.
"Eat up, today is going to be a hot day." The fox said as he walked away, "An you all are going to be working with no shade."
"Is this all they give us?" Micah said disgusted.
"Yeah." The badgermaid said eating her bread crust, Micah gave his to a little hedgehog. A few rats walked up to the pen and opened it.
"Come on out my pretties." A fat rat said the slaves left the cool slave pen. They made each get in a group and go do work. Micah and Maelynn got to be in the same group; they had to clean the banquet hall. Maelynn was down on her knees and paws scrubbing the floor. Micah was clearing off the table and washing them. He found an old flour sack and began to fill it with good table scraps and half full beakers of wine and water.
"Good idea Micah." Maelynn whispered the slave master looked at them.
"Quiet or my whip will keep you quiet." He said as he looked at the sack Micah had, "Empty the sack."
"Okay." Micah emptied the sack food and beakers fell out.
"Stealin' vittles eh?" He threw himself at Micah and began to beat him with the whip, "Stealin' isn't aloud!"
"Stop hitting me!" Micah garbed the whip an ripped it from the slave master's grip and began to beat him with it, "How does it feel? Don't like your own medicine do you?"
"Mercy! Please stop! You can have the vittles!" He didn't stop hitting him until the whip broke at the handle.
"Scum like you should not live." Micah said coolly as the slave master ran out to go watch other less aggressive slaves.
"Well done." Maelynn said finishing up her scrubbing, Micah put the food and drink back in the sack and stuffed hay in it.
"Look they'd never know there was nothing else but hay in here." He said as he patted it.
"Now that was a good idea." She said as she got all the other banquet hall slaves and went out to the slave pen. All the other slaves where back in the pen when they got there, but they waited until nobeast was watching them to show everyone what they brought. They dumped out the food and drink and the otter twins and a few others dumped out rope, broken weapons, some lengths of rope, and a large bottle of fire oil.
"We brought some oil just in case we might need it." The otter twins said. The badgermaid pulled a beautiful bottle from out of the smock.
"This is something I stole from a weasel that was going to give this to Konker. It's an herb that smell so good it puts beasts to sleep." She put it in the little pile.
"Can you get us more rope? We need lots of rope." Maelynn said putting all the supplies in the flour sack and digging a hole to put them in. They shared the food and drink and settled down for the next day's tasks. Micah dreamed of a horrible battle, little did he know he was dreaming of what was to happen in the future.