Rogue groaned as she came to. She opened her eyes and blinked furiously as
everything around her spun into focus. Her head was throbbing feeling like
was being pounded on the head with a rock. Why did everybeast keep hitting
her on head, it was going to give her brain damage. Rogue winced and stared
around at her surroundings. She was still in Mossflower but the looks of it
but it was now night and she sat infront of a roaring fire. Around it sat
rats, she could tell they were searats by their attire, laughing, roasting
birds and fish over the fire, jostling each other and drinking. It
painfully reminded Rogue of the way it had used to be on the BlackDeath.
Those had been the good old times. Before the mutiny and before her father,
Barbossa's death...
Rogue shook her head... No! No! Don' try an' think 'about it! Yew have to find a way to escape! Rogue's mind began racing to formulate a plan of escape. All involved knocking out the nearest searats to her and make a run for it. But the searats were all armed to the teeth and she was bound by her paws and footpaws with rope...
'Well, well, look 'ho's woken up!' chuckled a slurred voice next to her. Rogue turned to see the very searat who had captured her, sitting beside her, clutching a bottle of seaweed grog which he was guzzling down. He was tall and lean with dark grey fur, dressed in ragged silks and would be ruggedly handsome to other searat females. He seemed to have that kind of roguish charm that they might of found attractive.
But as Rogue stared into his face. She knew why his voice had sounded so familiar. She had heard many times, but slurred and drunk was the way she best remembered it. It was Scurge Daggerthrower. Her brother. She looked at him and saw a younger and more rebellious Barbossa. And it filled her with strange burning hot hatred, for he had been the one to betray their family. She wanted to hurt him, more so she wanted to kill him. She wanted to feel her paws around his neck and hear it snap. To laugh in his face as the life was snuffed out of him. But this uncontrollable desire for violence became so suddenly familiar, that she scared herself.
'Alas yer always an 'eavy sleeper, weren't ye Rogue? Could sleep through a storm as I recalls it.' He went on, winking at her, 'Yer slept the 'hole day away. Must'a been some blow ter the 'ead I gave yer.' He shook his head, grinning, 'Sometimes I don' know me own strength.'
Part of Rogue still loved Scurge. He was her brother after all. She missed parts of him she missed dearly. His jokes and playful teasing, how he got on everybeast's nerves, his drunken antics. She remember her brother before the mutiny began. Staggering around with a silly drunken smile on his face and flirting with all the females on board who practically adored him. She wanted her brother back. She felt herself being pulled in two directions... It was so confusing she felt like screaming and the throbbing migraine didn't help in the least. She wanted to know why. Why had Scurge betrayed her and her father? She needed to know...
'Why Scurge?' She asked quietly.
'Why wot?'
'Why did... Why did yer betray us.' Her voice was strained and she fought back hot burning tears.
'WHY!' Scurge was on his footpaws shouting and all the rats turned to look at him. Rogue looked up, terrified, into his brother's blue eyes blazing with anger. 'Yer want ter why I betrayed yew an' father! All right then, sister darling, I'll tell yer. Yew was always tha' favorite, weren't ya? Father didn't want nothin' ter do wid me 'cept ter tell me off fer bein' drunk.'
'He loved yer, Scurge! 'E loved yew an' me.' Rogue murmured.
'NO! Mum was the only one ter understand me! Father said I was a good fer nothin' son but she defended me! But yew..!' He pointed an accusing claw. 'Yew did away mum didn't yer!'
'What!' Rogue shouted back, she couldn't fight back the tears anymore so they began pouring down face.
'She died givin' birth ter yew, Rogue. She died so yew could live! It's yer fault she's dead!'
'Not it ain't!' Rogue snarled.
'Yew were daddy's perfect liddle girl, weren't ya!' He turned away quickly, his voice became quiet, 'An' I jus' couldn' do nothin' right. Father was jus' so proud o' yew. He never had time fer me, trainin' yew ter be the proper liddle searat, aye. I was pushed aside like I was nothin' t'all.' He turned back around, breathing heavily and Rogue could tears forming in his eyes. 'An' that's why I betrayed yer. Sharpfang came ter me an' said I could amount ter somethin'. He believed in me. When 'as father ever done that? So I joined Sharpfang.'
Anger began to boil inside Rogue. She was shaking with rage. Scurge bent down and touched Rogue's cheek. He kissed her forehead. He shook his head, sadly.
'I tried ter save yer, Rogue. Hades didn't want yew dead. 'E said 'e could o' used somebeast like yew. But I knew yew was loyal ter our father. Tis why I locked yew in tha' cabin while Hades done away wid him. That I could convince yer in time. I loved yew, Rogue. Yore me sister. But yew broke the door down and brought this all on yeself. I told ye ter stay in tha' cabin, Rogue, I told ye! But Hades wants ter give ye a second chance, join us Rogue. It'll be yew and me, together again, Rogue. Jus' like a good ole days. Wot do yer say?'
'Scurge.' Rogue whispered, staring into his eyes. 'Not a bloody chance! She hissed, she spat in his eye and he fell back, clutching his eye. Rogue stood up and whirled around to the searat on the other side of her. She slammed her bound paws across his face, the impact knocking him into the rat next to him. Rogue ran off into the forest as fast as she could with her footpaws tied. A dagger whizzed by an inch from her head and into a tree. Rogue disappeared into the darkness of the forest.
~
Abbot Saxtus was walking around the Abbey Grounds with Blind Simeon.
'How peculiar it is that Mariel lost her memory and nearly her father to Gabool the Wild and then his niece shows up at Redwall suffering amnesia with her own father murdered. ' Abbot said.
'I'm more concerned about how Mariel went off to seek vengeance on Gabool.' Simeon replied.
'You think that Rogue might go and do the same thing.' Abbot asked him.
'I'm not sure, Saxtus.' Simeon sighed. 'It's indeed possible isn't it.'
'Father Abbot! Father Abbot!' Saxtus looked to see Mousebabe and Furrtil tearing across the grounds. They were wide-eyed and shaking.
'What's the matter? Where are Blaggut and Rogue?' the Abbot asked them urgently.
'They been captured by vurmints!' Mousebabe wailed.
~
Rogue sat down on a rock and began biting and tearing at her paw bonds. She sniffed and stopped to wipe her eyes. She was confused and frustrated. It made her pounding head much worse. She knew that the rats were probably out looking for her. She had to get these bonds off. She finally managed to bite through her paw bonds and rubbed her sore wrists. Her teeth were aching. Then untied her footpaws. She sighed and stood up. She had get back to Redwall...
~
Hades Sharpfang looked up at the great redstone structure. He had left his crew with the two hostages. One of them being Rogue Quickblade. He couldn't believe his luck. He ran his claws over the redstone. Closing his eyes and listening to the sound of his claws scraping over stone. It was like music to his eyes.
'Soon this will be mine.' He hissed, smiling. 'All these years of waiting. Listening to the tales of the redstone Abbey. Now I can finally touch it.'
'Cap'n!' A rough feminine voice called and Hades' amber eyes snapped open. Belladonna emerged from the trees, covered in twigs, leaves and scratches. She looked out of breath.
'What are you doing here, Bella?' Hades snarled.
'Oh, er, I was chasin' after these two liddle creatures from this Redhall place. Huh, lead me on a merry dance, they did. They got away from...'
'Shut up, Bella!' Hades snapped and she fell silent. But it didn't last for long.
'This the place we takin' over, Cap'n?' asked Belladonna, looking up at the place in awe.
'Bella, if you don't shut up we'll be spotted.' Hades told her impatiently.
'Oh, tis nice though.' She whispered back.
~
Rogue shook her head... No! No! Don' try an' think 'about it! Yew have to find a way to escape! Rogue's mind began racing to formulate a plan of escape. All involved knocking out the nearest searats to her and make a run for it. But the searats were all armed to the teeth and she was bound by her paws and footpaws with rope...
'Well, well, look 'ho's woken up!' chuckled a slurred voice next to her. Rogue turned to see the very searat who had captured her, sitting beside her, clutching a bottle of seaweed grog which he was guzzling down. He was tall and lean with dark grey fur, dressed in ragged silks and would be ruggedly handsome to other searat females. He seemed to have that kind of roguish charm that they might of found attractive.
But as Rogue stared into his face. She knew why his voice had sounded so familiar. She had heard many times, but slurred and drunk was the way she best remembered it. It was Scurge Daggerthrower. Her brother. She looked at him and saw a younger and more rebellious Barbossa. And it filled her with strange burning hot hatred, for he had been the one to betray their family. She wanted to hurt him, more so she wanted to kill him. She wanted to feel her paws around his neck and hear it snap. To laugh in his face as the life was snuffed out of him. But this uncontrollable desire for violence became so suddenly familiar, that she scared herself.
'Alas yer always an 'eavy sleeper, weren't ye Rogue? Could sleep through a storm as I recalls it.' He went on, winking at her, 'Yer slept the 'hole day away. Must'a been some blow ter the 'ead I gave yer.' He shook his head, grinning, 'Sometimes I don' know me own strength.'
Part of Rogue still loved Scurge. He was her brother after all. She missed parts of him she missed dearly. His jokes and playful teasing, how he got on everybeast's nerves, his drunken antics. She remember her brother before the mutiny began. Staggering around with a silly drunken smile on his face and flirting with all the females on board who practically adored him. She wanted her brother back. She felt herself being pulled in two directions... It was so confusing she felt like screaming and the throbbing migraine didn't help in the least. She wanted to know why. Why had Scurge betrayed her and her father? She needed to know...
'Why Scurge?' She asked quietly.
'Why wot?'
'Why did... Why did yer betray us.' Her voice was strained and she fought back hot burning tears.
'WHY!' Scurge was on his footpaws shouting and all the rats turned to look at him. Rogue looked up, terrified, into his brother's blue eyes blazing with anger. 'Yer want ter why I betrayed yew an' father! All right then, sister darling, I'll tell yer. Yew was always tha' favorite, weren't ya? Father didn't want nothin' ter do wid me 'cept ter tell me off fer bein' drunk.'
'He loved yer, Scurge! 'E loved yew an' me.' Rogue murmured.
'NO! Mum was the only one ter understand me! Father said I was a good fer nothin' son but she defended me! But yew..!' He pointed an accusing claw. 'Yew did away mum didn't yer!'
'What!' Rogue shouted back, she couldn't fight back the tears anymore so they began pouring down face.
'She died givin' birth ter yew, Rogue. She died so yew could live! It's yer fault she's dead!'
'Not it ain't!' Rogue snarled.
'Yew were daddy's perfect liddle girl, weren't ya!' He turned away quickly, his voice became quiet, 'An' I jus' couldn' do nothin' right. Father was jus' so proud o' yew. He never had time fer me, trainin' yew ter be the proper liddle searat, aye. I was pushed aside like I was nothin' t'all.' He turned back around, breathing heavily and Rogue could tears forming in his eyes. 'An' that's why I betrayed yer. Sharpfang came ter me an' said I could amount ter somethin'. He believed in me. When 'as father ever done that? So I joined Sharpfang.'
Anger began to boil inside Rogue. She was shaking with rage. Scurge bent down and touched Rogue's cheek. He kissed her forehead. He shook his head, sadly.
'I tried ter save yer, Rogue. Hades didn't want yew dead. 'E said 'e could o' used somebeast like yew. But I knew yew was loyal ter our father. Tis why I locked yew in tha' cabin while Hades done away wid him. That I could convince yer in time. I loved yew, Rogue. Yore me sister. But yew broke the door down and brought this all on yeself. I told ye ter stay in tha' cabin, Rogue, I told ye! But Hades wants ter give ye a second chance, join us Rogue. It'll be yew and me, together again, Rogue. Jus' like a good ole days. Wot do yer say?'
'Scurge.' Rogue whispered, staring into his eyes. 'Not a bloody chance! She hissed, she spat in his eye and he fell back, clutching his eye. Rogue stood up and whirled around to the searat on the other side of her. She slammed her bound paws across his face, the impact knocking him into the rat next to him. Rogue ran off into the forest as fast as she could with her footpaws tied. A dagger whizzed by an inch from her head and into a tree. Rogue disappeared into the darkness of the forest.
~
Abbot Saxtus was walking around the Abbey Grounds with Blind Simeon.
'How peculiar it is that Mariel lost her memory and nearly her father to Gabool the Wild and then his niece shows up at Redwall suffering amnesia with her own father murdered. ' Abbot said.
'I'm more concerned about how Mariel went off to seek vengeance on Gabool.' Simeon replied.
'You think that Rogue might go and do the same thing.' Abbot asked him.
'I'm not sure, Saxtus.' Simeon sighed. 'It's indeed possible isn't it.'
'Father Abbot! Father Abbot!' Saxtus looked to see Mousebabe and Furrtil tearing across the grounds. They were wide-eyed and shaking.
'What's the matter? Where are Blaggut and Rogue?' the Abbot asked them urgently.
'They been captured by vurmints!' Mousebabe wailed.
~
Rogue sat down on a rock and began biting and tearing at her paw bonds. She sniffed and stopped to wipe her eyes. She was confused and frustrated. It made her pounding head much worse. She knew that the rats were probably out looking for her. She had to get these bonds off. She finally managed to bite through her paw bonds and rubbed her sore wrists. Her teeth were aching. Then untied her footpaws. She sighed and stood up. She had get back to Redwall...
~
Hades Sharpfang looked up at the great redstone structure. He had left his crew with the two hostages. One of them being Rogue Quickblade. He couldn't believe his luck. He ran his claws over the redstone. Closing his eyes and listening to the sound of his claws scraping over stone. It was like music to his eyes.
'Soon this will be mine.' He hissed, smiling. 'All these years of waiting. Listening to the tales of the redstone Abbey. Now I can finally touch it.'
'Cap'n!' A rough feminine voice called and Hades' amber eyes snapped open. Belladonna emerged from the trees, covered in twigs, leaves and scratches. She looked out of breath.
'What are you doing here, Bella?' Hades snarled.
'Oh, er, I was chasin' after these two liddle creatures from this Redhall place. Huh, lead me on a merry dance, they did. They got away from...'
'Shut up, Bella!' Hades snapped and she fell silent. But it didn't last for long.
'This the place we takin' over, Cap'n?' asked Belladonna, looking up at the place in awe.
'Bella, if you don't shut up we'll be spotted.' Hades told her impatiently.
'Oh, tis nice though.' She whispered back.
~