Author's Note: I would like to thank Darks Light and laurenlc89 for
reviewing my first chapter of Benji of Redwall. I've been completely
inspired to write this second chapter. I've put this in poetry format so it
would look properly written ^_^ Thanks, and here's chapter 2!
[~Benji of Redwall-Chapter II~]
A story addition by [~Shadow of Silver~] on FanFiction.net
The next morning three hours after dawn, Martin the III, Benji and Foremole
set off to find as many people in Mossflower as possible to send them to
Redwall.
"Hey, Benji, which way did you come from...erm....which way were they were
coming from?" Martin asked.
"Well, oi believed they're due North a day or two. I ran so fast an' didn't
stop, so that's why I was 'ere in a jiffy, wot?" Benji replied.
"Well, we's better go fasterer t'catch up wiv the day, ho urr!" Foremole
suggested.
They walked until the Redwall path came to a stop and the forest ground
became heavy, then soon enough they reached the river, and crossed over the
ford. Soon after, a hacking sound could be heard from a distance. "D'ya
hear that, old chaps? Oi believe oi hear trees a-fallen not to far off,
wot?" Benji said. They all listened to the sounds, and the timber could be
heard falling. "I think it's just a little ways ahead..." Martin said.
The group of warriors followed up to the sound, and a badger could be seen
making a clearing, fallen trees circling the area. "Hello there, what are
you up to?" Martin politely asked. "Who are you? You better not be one of
those evil corsairs among the seas, 'cause if you are, I'm armed!!" the
badger warned.
"No no, we're from Redwall Abbey, I'm Martin the third, that's Benji
Harewourth, and that's Foremole of the Abbey as well. We mean no harm..."
Martin informed. The badger put down his axe, relieved that they weren't
sea rats. "Well, in that case, I'm Arvitt, great-grandson of Orlando the
Axe!" he informed. The three were surprised. "Really? That's jolly
wonderful! Are you quite busy with your tree-hackin' roight now? We kinda
need your 'elp for somethin', see, we're in search of an evil fox toipe..."
Benji explained, then Martin butt in.
"What he's trying to say is that we're on a quest to take all the
Mossflower citizens that we can to safety in Redwall. There's an evil fox,
Rangbad, on a quest to take all of Mossflower into slavery. He's a day's
way up north, and he is believed by my old friend here to have a good
amount of corsairs with him. If you'd like, we would really appreciate your
help in saving yourself and all of Mossflower."
Arvitt took in his explanation and thought about it for a minute, then
decided. "Well, sure, I'd love to help the Redwall brethren. After all, I
do like my home. No seascum'll ever take me into shackles!"
There was a cheer of celebration as Arvitt now joined the warrior group to
help stop Rangbad and his band.
Martin had an idea. "I know! We could go up to see Log-a-Log, he's up north
with his Guosim anyway, maybe he'll help us along our quest!" he exclaimed.
There were shouts of agreement from the rest of the group as they set off
to find Log-a-Log.
[_*~*~*_]
It was night where Rangbad and his band was, and they were still looking
for the runaway slaves. Two unfortunate ones were caught and whipped until
their backs were red and throbbing with pain. Rangbad went over to see the
two slaves that escaped, and put on an evil face. "That'll teach you two
never to escape the wrath of Rangbad ever again!" he yelled at the two
slaves, which were only seven seasons old each.
Rangbad walked back to the band, which were behind the slaves. "You!
Riverrung!" he demanded. "Yes, sah! Awaiting orders, sah!" Riverrung said.
"Cut the talking and supervise those two slaves. Keep them in line and
walking steady. If they escape, I'll give you a fate worse than
Silverwolf's..." Rangbad threatened.
The beaver corsair ran to supervise the slaves, afraid of what Rangbad
would do to him. The torches were starting to dim in the summer's night,
and it was barely visible in the First Quartered moon. "Redpaw! Get these
torches lightened better! I want to be able to see at least where I'm
going!!" Rangbad ordered.
A few groups away from Rangbad, a group of corsairs started to plot against
Rangbad. "That Rangbad...I would do anything to slay him! Just to get the
gold chains and other jewels he has, then I'd rule northern Mossflower with
my sword!" a searat, Hangclaw, said in hatred. "Yeah, I wanna slay 'im too,
just so I wouldn't 'ave to live with 'is threatenin' an' yellin' all the
time. Then I could take over that marshland fortress...what's it
called...Marshank! Marshank, all by m'self and anybeast who wants t'join me.
But when could we take 'im down...." There were whispers of agreement from
the corsair group, then went about walking in the forest with the rest of
the band. They looked around for any other creatures to enslave, but
nobeast was about. After all, it was the middle of the night in Northern
Mossflower...
Author's Note: I'm going to stop this second chapter here. I know, it's
short, but I have to stop it here, or else I wouldn't know where to stop,
and if I didn't I'd add another two pages to my word document. ^_^ So
please review my second chapter and I'll type some more! By the way, I
really like the way this one's turning out. I think I'll continue writing
about Redwall after this story. The ending will be ironic, or as ironic as
I can make it, so tune into the story.... R&R please.
reviewing my first chapter of Benji of Redwall. I've been completely
inspired to write this second chapter. I've put this in poetry format so it
would look properly written ^_^ Thanks, and here's chapter 2!
[~Benji of Redwall-Chapter II~]
A story addition by [~Shadow of Silver~] on FanFiction.net
The next morning three hours after dawn, Martin the III, Benji and Foremole
set off to find as many people in Mossflower as possible to send them to
Redwall.
"Hey, Benji, which way did you come from...erm....which way were they were
coming from?" Martin asked.
"Well, oi believed they're due North a day or two. I ran so fast an' didn't
stop, so that's why I was 'ere in a jiffy, wot?" Benji replied.
"Well, we's better go fasterer t'catch up wiv the day, ho urr!" Foremole
suggested.
They walked until the Redwall path came to a stop and the forest ground
became heavy, then soon enough they reached the river, and crossed over the
ford. Soon after, a hacking sound could be heard from a distance. "D'ya
hear that, old chaps? Oi believe oi hear trees a-fallen not to far off,
wot?" Benji said. They all listened to the sounds, and the timber could be
heard falling. "I think it's just a little ways ahead..." Martin said.
The group of warriors followed up to the sound, and a badger could be seen
making a clearing, fallen trees circling the area. "Hello there, what are
you up to?" Martin politely asked. "Who are you? You better not be one of
those evil corsairs among the seas, 'cause if you are, I'm armed!!" the
badger warned.
"No no, we're from Redwall Abbey, I'm Martin the third, that's Benji
Harewourth, and that's Foremole of the Abbey as well. We mean no harm..."
Martin informed. The badger put down his axe, relieved that they weren't
sea rats. "Well, in that case, I'm Arvitt, great-grandson of Orlando the
Axe!" he informed. The three were surprised. "Really? That's jolly
wonderful! Are you quite busy with your tree-hackin' roight now? We kinda
need your 'elp for somethin', see, we're in search of an evil fox toipe..."
Benji explained, then Martin butt in.
"What he's trying to say is that we're on a quest to take all the
Mossflower citizens that we can to safety in Redwall. There's an evil fox,
Rangbad, on a quest to take all of Mossflower into slavery. He's a day's
way up north, and he is believed by my old friend here to have a good
amount of corsairs with him. If you'd like, we would really appreciate your
help in saving yourself and all of Mossflower."
Arvitt took in his explanation and thought about it for a minute, then
decided. "Well, sure, I'd love to help the Redwall brethren. After all, I
do like my home. No seascum'll ever take me into shackles!"
There was a cheer of celebration as Arvitt now joined the warrior group to
help stop Rangbad and his band.
Martin had an idea. "I know! We could go up to see Log-a-Log, he's up north
with his Guosim anyway, maybe he'll help us along our quest!" he exclaimed.
There were shouts of agreement from the rest of the group as they set off
to find Log-a-Log.
[_*~*~*_]
It was night where Rangbad and his band was, and they were still looking
for the runaway slaves. Two unfortunate ones were caught and whipped until
their backs were red and throbbing with pain. Rangbad went over to see the
two slaves that escaped, and put on an evil face. "That'll teach you two
never to escape the wrath of Rangbad ever again!" he yelled at the two
slaves, which were only seven seasons old each.
Rangbad walked back to the band, which were behind the slaves. "You!
Riverrung!" he demanded. "Yes, sah! Awaiting orders, sah!" Riverrung said.
"Cut the talking and supervise those two slaves. Keep them in line and
walking steady. If they escape, I'll give you a fate worse than
Silverwolf's..." Rangbad threatened.
The beaver corsair ran to supervise the slaves, afraid of what Rangbad
would do to him. The torches were starting to dim in the summer's night,
and it was barely visible in the First Quartered moon. "Redpaw! Get these
torches lightened better! I want to be able to see at least where I'm
going!!" Rangbad ordered.
A few groups away from Rangbad, a group of corsairs started to plot against
Rangbad. "That Rangbad...I would do anything to slay him! Just to get the
gold chains and other jewels he has, then I'd rule northern Mossflower with
my sword!" a searat, Hangclaw, said in hatred. "Yeah, I wanna slay 'im too,
just so I wouldn't 'ave to live with 'is threatenin' an' yellin' all the
time. Then I could take over that marshland fortress...what's it
called...Marshank! Marshank, all by m'self and anybeast who wants t'join me.
But when could we take 'im down...." There were whispers of agreement from
the corsair group, then went about walking in the forest with the rest of
the band. They looked around for any other creatures to enslave, but
nobeast was about. After all, it was the middle of the night in Northern
Mossflower...
Author's Note: I'm going to stop this second chapter here. I know, it's
short, but I have to stop it here, or else I wouldn't know where to stop,
and if I didn't I'd add another two pages to my word document. ^_^ So
please review my second chapter and I'll type some more! By the way, I
really like the way this one's turning out. I think I'll continue writing
about Redwall after this story. The ending will be ironic, or as ironic as
I can make it, so tune into the story.... R&R please.