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Chapter 18: To Deal with Death
What had started out as another meaningless day of toil for the slave of Redwall quickly changed to one that held pressing news and a wave of fear that passed over all. At about noon there came a commotion from the front gates, followed by the cheers of so many of their captors; that is never a good sign, in the mind of a slave. The Abbeybeasts watched as a twitchy ferret and a wildcat out of a nightmare were lead joyfully to the Great Hall where the wolf waited.
Marcy had been near the path when the wildcat and his followers had passed and she ran to speak with the elders to relate what she had heard. The elders stood waiting with stony faces to hear her; there was a collective sigh of dread when she said simply "Darkness has come to Redwall."
At first Death snarled in displeasure when he saw half of his guards come parading into his hall, and then he saw his adopted son. "Darkness! My son, you have returned to your rightful place!" the wolf stood and held his arms wide to welcome his prodigy back.
Darkness strode quickly over and embraced Death, "Father, it is good to be back!"
Death pulled back and examined his son, "But Darkness, where have you been?" At this moment Piker came quickly forward to relate the supreme cleverness of his master.
"My Great Lord, His Lord Darkness had infiltrated himself into the inner ranks of the Silvercat's army!" he crowed.
Death grinned wickedly, "Is this true son?" Darkness simply nodded, "Excellent indeed!" Death praised him. "Of course you must have thrown your cover to return to me with information," the wolf assumed.
Darkness nodded quickly, "Naturally father; I was also tired of having to associate with such lesser creatures," his voice took a disdainful tone, "come father let's retire and I will tell you all." And with that the two predators retired to discuss their dark plans.
Far across the lands Tyril snapped to wakefulness, the spirit of Martin of Redwall had again visited him. Getting dressed quickly he ran through the halls of Salamandastron calling to all the Generals to ready their squads to begin the march to Redwall. Time was flying quickly away and there was so much to accomplish!
A/N: it's sorta short I know, I'm sorry, but this is how like it now so deal, review, and wait.
A/N: Thanks for all the support, please keep it up!
Chapter 18: To Deal with Death
What had started out as another meaningless day of toil for the slave of Redwall quickly changed to one that held pressing news and a wave of fear that passed over all. At about noon there came a commotion from the front gates, followed by the cheers of so many of their captors; that is never a good sign, in the mind of a slave. The Abbeybeasts watched as a twitchy ferret and a wildcat out of a nightmare were lead joyfully to the Great Hall where the wolf waited.
Marcy had been near the path when the wildcat and his followers had passed and she ran to speak with the elders to relate what she had heard. The elders stood waiting with stony faces to hear her; there was a collective sigh of dread when she said simply "Darkness has come to Redwall."
At first Death snarled in displeasure when he saw half of his guards come parading into his hall, and then he saw his adopted son. "Darkness! My son, you have returned to your rightful place!" the wolf stood and held his arms wide to welcome his prodigy back.
Darkness strode quickly over and embraced Death, "Father, it is good to be back!"
Death pulled back and examined his son, "But Darkness, where have you been?" At this moment Piker came quickly forward to relate the supreme cleverness of his master.
"My Great Lord, His Lord Darkness had infiltrated himself into the inner ranks of the Silvercat's army!" he crowed.
Death grinned wickedly, "Is this true son?" Darkness simply nodded, "Excellent indeed!" Death praised him. "Of course you must have thrown your cover to return to me with information," the wolf assumed.
Darkness nodded quickly, "Naturally father; I was also tired of having to associate with such lesser creatures," his voice took a disdainful tone, "come father let's retire and I will tell you all." And with that the two predators retired to discuss their dark plans.
Far across the lands Tyril snapped to wakefulness, the spirit of Martin of Redwall had again visited him. Getting dressed quickly he ran through the halls of Salamandastron calling to all the Generals to ready their squads to begin the march to Redwall. Time was flying quickly away and there was so much to accomplish!
A/N: it's sorta short I know, I'm sorry, but this is how like it now so deal, review, and wait.