WA: The end is near...
Morty struggled for consiousness. All he could see were swirling colors.
Soon he heard voices. "Lisa, you couldn't have helped it. It wanted us to be trapped. We can only wait, and think up a plan to escape."
He opened his eyes. He was tightly bound; and unable to move.
He heard Lisa's voice. "I killed the friar... I should have done something..."
"You warned them as soon as you could. There was nothing you could do."
There were tears of anguish. "I needed to do more... I could have..."
The door creaked open. A voce started to speak, but stopped. There was a thump. Lisa screamed. She stopped, and there was another thump. There were several paw steps. Cornelius looked at the abbot. An evil grin was on his face. "Nice of you to be tied up. It'll be so easy to kill you now..." He raised a bloody dagger.
"No!" Morty screamed.
A heavy bowl hit Cornelius's head, candied chestnuts spilled out of it as it fell to the floor. Cornelius collapsed.
Morty raised his head as much as he could. Lisa was bleeding on the floor, near an open cabinet. Blood was pooling around her, and a mouse tail was visible over a fallen chair, where more blood pooled.
Lisa looked up frightened. "I-I'm s sorry I c-couldn't do more." She shivered. "G-goodbye..." Her eyes clouded over, and her eyelids closed.
Morty fought against his bonds, to get free before Cornelius awoke. He found them too tight.
He didn't know what to do. He felt it was all over.
Correy was a squirrel; he was happy to have the life in an abbey. He was, unlike most squirrels, completely black, and often, unintentionally, surprised creatures because he walked quietly.
He was in his room; hoping to flee the abbey by night; when he would be hard to see whatever it was.
He heard screams.
He moved over to the infirmary where he had heard them from. He waited several minutes, not sure what to expect. He heard a familiar voice. "Please, no. Stop this, please." It was Morty.
He was surprised at the voice he heard next. "Oh, why do that? It'll be so fun to create the tradgedy - how your hare friend freed his beserk abbot, who mortally wounded him, and had to kill you, after you slew the two other creatures in here."
The squirrel opened the door a crack. It squeaked.
Correy hid in a shadow; Cornelius came out with a drawn dagger. "Who's there?"
Correy lept on him, forcing the dagger into his own paw, and stabbed down. Cornelius stopped moving.
He came up, horrified at what he had done. He backed into the infirmary.
"Correy, help me!" Morty yelled.
Correy turned around. Morty was shaking. "I need to be untied, before he gets into some other beast to kill me."
Correy started to cut the restraints. He was almost done when he was thrown onto the floor.
Cornelius stood over him. Smiling "You can't kill me. I'm able to inhabit the dead." Blood dripped onto the squirrel.
Morty broke the last bonds. He slid off the bed, and grabbed the dagger. "What do you want? What do you plan on accomplish by killing everybeast?"
Cornslius looked at him. "Fun, perhaps. You'll be dying too."
Morty crept around, to make it toi the door. "Why are you killing now? I was supposed to die first."
"It's easy to manipulate. Your seer saw only what I wanted her to see. I fooled you all."
Correy spun up, kicking the hare hard, and attempted to pull away. Cornelius grabbed him. "Hmm... Quiet, dark furred, you seem to have the makings of a perfect assasin." He flung Correy across the room.
"Stop this!" Morty yelled. He crept closer. "Your always saying your my future; take me now, and leave the creatures of this abbey alone."
Cornelius turned. "A noble sacrifice. But, I want you to suffer. There will be nobeast left when I'm done." He turned to Correy. "You, I have plans for you. Abbot, give me the dagger."
Correy looked at the abbot fearfully. He attempted to move away.
Morty moved to the window. "No." He dropped it out of the window. "I won't let you kill him."
"Fool. Do you really think I'd damage that body? Now, your unarmed. And I can kill you now." He turned to Correy. "Now, Correy, is it? Your life ends now." He turned to the squirrel.
Correy tried to get up, but fell, non-moving. Cornelius fell.
Morty ran to the squirrel. The squirrel was spazmatically shaking. "Correy, fight it. For the sake of the abbey, and your life."
The stuggling slowed. Correy's paw grabbed Morty around the neck. "He's strong. But, in the end, I always win." He flung the abbot through the window. Morty, grabbed a hold. Hanging for dear life, he heard the squirrel laughing. The infirmary door closed. No sounds came from inside.
Cornelius lay prone on the floor, non-moving. But he was not dead. He breathed in, raggedly.
'My body. Get there, and we can survive.' Allayne's thought came through his clouded mind.
Cornelius opened his eyes, which began to cloud over. He pulled himself as well as he could towards Allayne's bed. Almost there, he collapsed. His paw brushed against Allayne's body.
It was enough. Allayne forced herself into her body.
She sat up, coughing in breaths of air.
"Cornelius..." she called his name.
She held his paw. "Will yourself to me. You can survive."
Cornelius weakly smiled. "I won't cheat death. I'll finially be with my mother... Goodbye..." He coughed.
Allayne held his paw. A few moments later, she felt it go limp. "Goodbye, friend."
Morty's grip slipped. He grabbed the hold with his other paw. He heard sounds above him, almost whispers like wind. Then he heard Allayne's voice, saying goodbye to Cornelius. "Allayne, help!" The ferret cursed his heavy tail, and small paws. He couldn't hold on much longer.
Allayne stood up, looking at the destruction she should have predicted. And Morty - now he was dead.
"Allayne, Help!" She heard from the window. She ran over and looked down. Morty stared up at her.
"Throw down a rope, or somehing!" His grip slipped. "Hurry!"
She rolled up a bloodstained bedsheet. Passing it down, he grabed it. She pulled to bring him up. The sheet ripped, and she heard Morty scream in dismay as he fell.
Outside, Morty saw the ground racing towards him. A black figure ran towards him, holding a dagger.
Thinking quickly, he brought his paws down. The black figure held the dagger uppointing at the abbot's head. Morty's paws hit hard, throwing the black figure down, and throwing himself at an angle imto the ground. Morty rolled, and got up, running to get away from Correy, who was the black figure.
Allayne ran down the stairs. A group of otters were Eating hotroot soup, figuring they'd die on a full stomach. Allayne yelled, "Come with me!"
They followed her to the abbey grounds, where they met the fleeing Morty. Correy turned and ran into a shadowed area, so he could not be seen.
They retreated into the abbey. An otter grabbed Martin's sword from the great hall.
Allayne said, "Morty, stay in your room. You otters, guard him."
She turned, to find any abbey creatures who she could, to warn them. She ran into Correy.
"You've messed around in my business long enough seer. You die here." He growled
She thought fast. "Look, it's Martin the Warrior!"
Correy looked in the direction she pointed.
Allayne ran. Dead bodies were every where. She backtracked, going up the stairs. She looked into every dormitory; no survivors. She entered the infirmary. Correy's dagger was buried in Rodney. Moving towards Morty's room, she entered. A few otters started, but stopped when they saw who it was. Night was falling. "We're the last one's alive. It's killed everyone else. We must find a way to escape."
Morty and the otters looked down.
"I don't know what to do." Morty said. "It's crazy. It says it wants to punish me. But for what?" He looked back up. "Allayne, it's constantly tying to kill us both. Why?"
Allayne began to respond, bt the door exploded open. Two otters died instantly, leaving only seven. Correy appeared. "Why, hello, Morty." His paws did not touch the ground.
The otters attacked. They were repulsed suddenly, and powerfully. Now one was left. He held Martin's Sword. "Die, scum of hellgates." He advanced.
Correy held his paw out, and twisted it. The blade snapped. Then he grabbed the otter, strangling him. The otter's neck snapped.
"Now, seer, it's your turn..." It grabbed Allayne. It began to strangle her as well.
"No!" Morty yelled. He struck It, and fought, causing it to release Allayne. "Run, Allayne, run!"
Allayne paused. It grabbed Morty. "You'll die now..."
Morty uttered his last words. "Now, Allayne! Go!"
Allayne ran, her steps resounding off the floor.
It hefted Morty up. Attempting to breath, Morty stared death itself in the eye. He had no fear. His spine snapped, and, finially, he fell to the ground dead.
Allayne scaled the rocks of the wall, ignoring the pain as she was cut.
"Allayne, come here." It said in a teasing voice. Correy's body floated towards her.
Allayne jumped and ran. She ran ignoring everything, until everything was dulled, she knew nothing, could feel nothing, could do nothing, save utter, "Help me..."
End Book 1
WA: How was that? Book 2, Salamandastron will be up soon.
I know, it's not much to kill off the main characters in one chapter. I just couldn't think of prolonging death for my characters. Morty sacrificed himself to give Allayne a chance to live. Cornelius was reunited with his mother. Those are the best deaths there were.
A few loose ends: Cornelius was possesd when he hit Skipper; Skipper died instantly and turned up later as the black figure. Allayne woke up when Correy was slaughtering Abbey dwellers; When she and the otters moved towards Morty to rescue him, they were the last survivors.