Here you all go. A new chappy. I think this is actually the longest I've
ever written.
(Yay-ness)
Skant: And tha' is really bad. It's on'y three pages long!
Awww.(. Ahh well. Ive got one point against you now.
Skant: Point?
Yes, we work in points now. If you do something mean to me, I get a point and is able to do something mean to YOU!
Skant: An' it works th' same for me?
Yes, yes it does.
Skant: All right!
Hmmm, anywho. Thanx to Acoustical Ferret and Trinity who reviewed my last chapter. And also thanx to Sarah, who reviewed chappys 1 and 3.
Now, on with the fic!
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Enemies Forever Chapter 9:
A Call for Peace?
Skant stood on top of a sand dune, in full sight of Castle Streamswift. She didn't really care if she was seen. In fact, it was part of her plan. She ran forward a little more, now within arrow range of the castle. She groaned and rolled her eyes,
'if all th' beasts in this castle are this stupid, no wonder hardly anybeast is left. They 'aven't even seen me yet!'
She snickered and muttered under her breath, "I'll soon change that." She took her bow off her shoulder and selected an arrow. She wasn't a great shot but she was pretty good. The shaft went upwards in a neat arc, heading for the inside of the castle's walls.
Skant walked at a leisurely pace until she was out of arrow, sling and javelin range. Once she got there, she turned around. Her keen eyes detected a tiny movement on the walltop and, despite the seriousness of the situation, she smirked. "Three..Two..One."
A hail of sling stones and a few javelins came hurtling down towards her, causing her to laugh. She bit her lip to shut herself up as the defenders stood up, leaning over the battlements. They were sporting rather an impressive array of weaponry but they were pitifully short of fighters.
The corsair Captain raised an eyebrow as a male, black otter, larger than the rest, stood and yelled at her.
"What do you want?.Seascum!"
Skant bit back a snarl and yelled up to the otter, "Well, if'n I'm not ta be mistaken. You 'ave one of me shipmates in there wid yer." She paused for effect before adding in a growl, "an' I wan' 'em back."
Nexent simply looked down on the vixen. 'They want the little nuisance back eh? Well, we'll see. They wouldn't send a high ranked vermin here, so if we kill her, they wouldn't care.' He cleared his throat and yelled down at her, "What happens if we don't want to give your shipmate back, eh? What do we get out of it?"
Skant took a deep breath before pulling out her sword and throwing it on the ground. She also threw her bow and quiver down. She took a step back from them and spread her paws wide, "A cease-fire. We won't attack you. If you want, your leader can arrange a peace treaty with us."
Lady Crestwave, who had been listening to the whole ordeal, stepped up to the wall. Skant was now able to see her clearly, "What are your conditions, apart from your friend back?" She said, "I'm positive that a tiny wildcat isn't that important." Meanwhile, her thoughts were racing. 'Why IS Maky so important? Hmmm, it makes no sense.'
Skant sighed softly, "There are no conditions. You let th' wildcat go, we don't attack."
Crestwave didn't reply, instead, looked at Nexent and walked down the wall steps. Nexent followed. As they reached the gates, Nexent stooped to pick up a large rock that fit in the palm of his paw. It wasn't visible unless you were looking for something. He smirked and laughed softly.
"We'll show that corsair that we aren't afraid of them. We can fight off a whole crew, they aren't that tough." Lady Crestwave nodded in agreement to her friend and ally. She quickly unbolted the large wooden gates and pushed them open with a paw,
"After you, my friend."
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Skant watched the two otters approach with obvious suspicion. Her paws were itching to grab the weapons and attack, but for Maky's sake, she stopped herself. 'A wrong move now would end in both mine an' Maky's death. I gotta play this right.'
Crestwave and Nexent reached Skant and stood over her weapons so she couldn't reach them without going through them. Lady Crestwave smiled good- naturedly,
"So, you're here to discuss peace with-"
"Yeah, yeah. Peace. All we wan' in return is Maky back," Skant interrupted. She ignored both the otter's glares and continued. "So, 'ave we gotta deal?"
Nexent growled lowly at Skant, "Are there any conditions.?" Skant stared at him, and then paced lightly in front of them. She kicked at a rock.
"There are no damn conditions.'Aven't I already said that?" Crestwave nodded her head, "Well, yes but.'
Skant stared in fake disbelief, imitation hurt and sarcasm lacing her voice. "You didn't believe me? Oh, I'm crushed." She sneered and laughed meanly. "Well, do we 'ave a deal?"
Crestwave smiled, it wasn't a very nice look. She looked at Nexent out of the corner of her eye and he nodded. She smiled and extended her paw. Skant reached out with her own paw, unwittingly dropping her guard so she failed to notice Nexent sneaking around her.
"Oh yes.We have a deal."
Nexent, who was now standing behind Skant, raised his paw. He brought it down with frightening force in-between Skant's ears, the rock in his paw connecting with a loud 'CRACK'.
"So, Milady.where should we put her?"
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"Hey, Rantan! You seen Skanny?"
"No, Rappy. The Captain has gone out to rescue Maky. She left around." Rantan opened his eyes from where he was sitting and saw the sunset. 'Strange, we've been 'ere for almost two days. But it's gone so fast.'
"Rantan!"
"Wha'? Oh, yeah. She left around six hours ago." Raptail's worried face appeared in front of him.
"And you 'aven't done anythin'? Rantan, Skant could've been captured!" Rantan ignored him and closed his eyes again.
"That is highly unlikely, Raptail. Besides, if the Cap'n gets caught, I have a backup plan to save 'er."
"And what or who would THA' involve?" Rantan opened his eyes and turned towards their camp, Raptail's eyes followed his fiery gaze as they both rested on the one beast sitting alone by a fire. Raptail stiffened slightly,
"Rakox."
A highly amused voice flowed up from him from the ferret, who was now walking towards the northlander,
"The one and only."
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Skant groaned in pain and disgust. Pain from the numerous blows that had been landed on her body, not to mention the bloody sore in-between her ears. Disgust for herself, allowing herself to be captured, injured.by OTTERS. The fact that they happened to be otters made Skant want to retch. She looked through blurry eyes at her cell. Well, if you could even call it that. Most beasts would refer to it as a hole in a wall.
Skant rubbed her head, grimacing as her paw gingerly touched the wound on her head. She took in her surroundings a little bit better.
The cell was disgusting; she couldn't believe that this was a goodbeast castle. There was no bedding, just cold, stone floors. The walls were made of slate, but parts had collapsed into the cell, meaning you couldn't lie down without hurting yourself. Past the slate was earth, and Skant didn't know how far underground she was. So digging was an unattractive proposition. There were also no windows, and Skant could barely see.
She wasn't alone in her cell, although she wished she was. In a corner was a rats skull, she had found it when she came to and was digging through the slate. She had no idea where the rest of the rat was, and frankly she didn't want to know.
With a sigh, Skant leant back heavily against a wall, slowly sliding down it. This wall was made of stone, although the mortar between the blocks was ancient and crumbling. She ignored the nasty scratches she was inflicting upon her back and banged her head repeatedly, very hard, against the stone.
"Stupid. Skant. Stupid." She punctuated each phrase with another hit to the wall. Suddenly she fell backwards with a cry of surprise.
"Huh?" She got up and saw why she had fallen. The ancient stone of the wall had crumbled underneath the constant barrage of Skant's (A/N: thick skull.) head. Skant's eyes opened in surprise and she peered through the hole in the wall to the cell next to her. As her head poked through the gap, an object or beast hit her head. It latched onto her and dragged her into its cell.
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Skant: I DO NOT have a thick skull!
Well, you broke a stone block with it!
Skant: It was old an' crumblin'. You even said tha' yoreself!
Eh! Now were even!
Well, try to guess what it is that drags Skant into its cell.*grins*
Okay, I've turned to desperate measures.You get a cookie if you review. You also get a plushie of your favorite Enemies Forever character. Including all the sub characters and ones that weren't in it for long.Like Captain Feddle and the rat that says."Gawd, 'ow did they disappear like tha'?" In the third chapter!
Skant: YAY! *dives in and grabs a Skant plushie* It's me! *grabs a Wert plushie and stares at it before attacking. Material and stuffing go everywhere*
*sighs* Skant, it isn't real.ahh well. Please review or you don't get a cookie and plushie!
Skant: And tha' is really bad. It's on'y three pages long!
Awww.(. Ahh well. Ive got one point against you now.
Skant: Point?
Yes, we work in points now. If you do something mean to me, I get a point and is able to do something mean to YOU!
Skant: An' it works th' same for me?
Yes, yes it does.
Skant: All right!
Hmmm, anywho. Thanx to Acoustical Ferret and Trinity who reviewed my last chapter. And also thanx to Sarah, who reviewed chappys 1 and 3.
Now, on with the fic!
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Enemies Forever Chapter 9:
A Call for Peace?
Skant stood on top of a sand dune, in full sight of Castle Streamswift. She didn't really care if she was seen. In fact, it was part of her plan. She ran forward a little more, now within arrow range of the castle. She groaned and rolled her eyes,
'if all th' beasts in this castle are this stupid, no wonder hardly anybeast is left. They 'aven't even seen me yet!'
She snickered and muttered under her breath, "I'll soon change that." She took her bow off her shoulder and selected an arrow. She wasn't a great shot but she was pretty good. The shaft went upwards in a neat arc, heading for the inside of the castle's walls.
Skant walked at a leisurely pace until she was out of arrow, sling and javelin range. Once she got there, she turned around. Her keen eyes detected a tiny movement on the walltop and, despite the seriousness of the situation, she smirked. "Three..Two..One."
A hail of sling stones and a few javelins came hurtling down towards her, causing her to laugh. She bit her lip to shut herself up as the defenders stood up, leaning over the battlements. They were sporting rather an impressive array of weaponry but they were pitifully short of fighters.
The corsair Captain raised an eyebrow as a male, black otter, larger than the rest, stood and yelled at her.
"What do you want?.Seascum!"
Skant bit back a snarl and yelled up to the otter, "Well, if'n I'm not ta be mistaken. You 'ave one of me shipmates in there wid yer." She paused for effect before adding in a growl, "an' I wan' 'em back."
Nexent simply looked down on the vixen. 'They want the little nuisance back eh? Well, we'll see. They wouldn't send a high ranked vermin here, so if we kill her, they wouldn't care.' He cleared his throat and yelled down at her, "What happens if we don't want to give your shipmate back, eh? What do we get out of it?"
Skant took a deep breath before pulling out her sword and throwing it on the ground. She also threw her bow and quiver down. She took a step back from them and spread her paws wide, "A cease-fire. We won't attack you. If you want, your leader can arrange a peace treaty with us."
Lady Crestwave, who had been listening to the whole ordeal, stepped up to the wall. Skant was now able to see her clearly, "What are your conditions, apart from your friend back?" She said, "I'm positive that a tiny wildcat isn't that important." Meanwhile, her thoughts were racing. 'Why IS Maky so important? Hmmm, it makes no sense.'
Skant sighed softly, "There are no conditions. You let th' wildcat go, we don't attack."
Crestwave didn't reply, instead, looked at Nexent and walked down the wall steps. Nexent followed. As they reached the gates, Nexent stooped to pick up a large rock that fit in the palm of his paw. It wasn't visible unless you were looking for something. He smirked and laughed softly.
"We'll show that corsair that we aren't afraid of them. We can fight off a whole crew, they aren't that tough." Lady Crestwave nodded in agreement to her friend and ally. She quickly unbolted the large wooden gates and pushed them open with a paw,
"After you, my friend."
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Skant watched the two otters approach with obvious suspicion. Her paws were itching to grab the weapons and attack, but for Maky's sake, she stopped herself. 'A wrong move now would end in both mine an' Maky's death. I gotta play this right.'
Crestwave and Nexent reached Skant and stood over her weapons so she couldn't reach them without going through them. Lady Crestwave smiled good- naturedly,
"So, you're here to discuss peace with-"
"Yeah, yeah. Peace. All we wan' in return is Maky back," Skant interrupted. She ignored both the otter's glares and continued. "So, 'ave we gotta deal?"
Nexent growled lowly at Skant, "Are there any conditions.?" Skant stared at him, and then paced lightly in front of them. She kicked at a rock.
"There are no damn conditions.'Aven't I already said that?" Crestwave nodded her head, "Well, yes but.'
Skant stared in fake disbelief, imitation hurt and sarcasm lacing her voice. "You didn't believe me? Oh, I'm crushed." She sneered and laughed meanly. "Well, do we 'ave a deal?"
Crestwave smiled, it wasn't a very nice look. She looked at Nexent out of the corner of her eye and he nodded. She smiled and extended her paw. Skant reached out with her own paw, unwittingly dropping her guard so she failed to notice Nexent sneaking around her.
"Oh yes.We have a deal."
Nexent, who was now standing behind Skant, raised his paw. He brought it down with frightening force in-between Skant's ears, the rock in his paw connecting with a loud 'CRACK'.
"So, Milady.where should we put her?"
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"Hey, Rantan! You seen Skanny?"
"No, Rappy. The Captain has gone out to rescue Maky. She left around." Rantan opened his eyes from where he was sitting and saw the sunset. 'Strange, we've been 'ere for almost two days. But it's gone so fast.'
"Rantan!"
"Wha'? Oh, yeah. She left around six hours ago." Raptail's worried face appeared in front of him.
"And you 'aven't done anythin'? Rantan, Skant could've been captured!" Rantan ignored him and closed his eyes again.
"That is highly unlikely, Raptail. Besides, if the Cap'n gets caught, I have a backup plan to save 'er."
"And what or who would THA' involve?" Rantan opened his eyes and turned towards their camp, Raptail's eyes followed his fiery gaze as they both rested on the one beast sitting alone by a fire. Raptail stiffened slightly,
"Rakox."
A highly amused voice flowed up from him from the ferret, who was now walking towards the northlander,
"The one and only."
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Skant groaned in pain and disgust. Pain from the numerous blows that had been landed on her body, not to mention the bloody sore in-between her ears. Disgust for herself, allowing herself to be captured, injured.by OTTERS. The fact that they happened to be otters made Skant want to retch. She looked through blurry eyes at her cell. Well, if you could even call it that. Most beasts would refer to it as a hole in a wall.
Skant rubbed her head, grimacing as her paw gingerly touched the wound on her head. She took in her surroundings a little bit better.
The cell was disgusting; she couldn't believe that this was a goodbeast castle. There was no bedding, just cold, stone floors. The walls were made of slate, but parts had collapsed into the cell, meaning you couldn't lie down without hurting yourself. Past the slate was earth, and Skant didn't know how far underground she was. So digging was an unattractive proposition. There were also no windows, and Skant could barely see.
She wasn't alone in her cell, although she wished she was. In a corner was a rats skull, she had found it when she came to and was digging through the slate. She had no idea where the rest of the rat was, and frankly she didn't want to know.
With a sigh, Skant leant back heavily against a wall, slowly sliding down it. This wall was made of stone, although the mortar between the blocks was ancient and crumbling. She ignored the nasty scratches she was inflicting upon her back and banged her head repeatedly, very hard, against the stone.
"Stupid. Skant. Stupid." She punctuated each phrase with another hit to the wall. Suddenly she fell backwards with a cry of surprise.
"Huh?" She got up and saw why she had fallen. The ancient stone of the wall had crumbled underneath the constant barrage of Skant's (A/N: thick skull.) head. Skant's eyes opened in surprise and she peered through the hole in the wall to the cell next to her. As her head poked through the gap, an object or beast hit her head. It latched onto her and dragged her into its cell.
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Skant: I DO NOT have a thick skull!
Well, you broke a stone block with it!
Skant: It was old an' crumblin'. You even said tha' yoreself!
Eh! Now were even!
Well, try to guess what it is that drags Skant into its cell.*grins*
Okay, I've turned to desperate measures.You get a cookie if you review. You also get a plushie of your favorite Enemies Forever character. Including all the sub characters and ones that weren't in it for long.Like Captain Feddle and the rat that says."Gawd, 'ow did they disappear like tha'?" In the third chapter!
Skant: YAY! *dives in and grabs a Skant plushie* It's me! *grabs a Wert plushie and stares at it before attacking. Material and stuffing go everywhere*
*sighs* Skant, it isn't real.ahh well. Please review or you don't get a cookie and plushie!
