Disclaimer: I own neither Redwall or Teen Titans
Chapter 2
Robin---
The Titans screamed, yelled, and a few even cursed as they continued to fall, down, down, down. Then, everything went black.
"Do you think he's going to be okay?" Robin heard a feminine voice. He had his eyes closed still.
"Yes, he will be fine, my dear Columbine." came a male voice.
"Oh, I'm so glad." came the voice of Columbine, again.
Robin opened his eyes and looked up to find two human sized mice looking down at him. He was mildly surprised, but remembered that he had been transported into a book.
"Where am I?" he asked the two mice, sitting up in the process.
"Oh good, your awake, matey." The plumper one said. "Why, you're in jolly old Mossflower woods. My name's Gonff, prince of mouse thieves. This is my dear, sweet Columbine." He indicated to Columbine. "What's your name?"
"I'm Robin the…" Robin answered looking down at himself, seeing grayish fur with a hint of brown in it.
"Squirrel." Gonff finished for him. "Well, at least your okay. Funny name though. Oh well, let's get you into Brockhall." Gonff said cheerily.
"Brock where?" Robin asked, standing up.
"Brockhall, home of the badgers." Gonff said, "Now come on. Let's get there before they start dinner without us." Gonff skipped off through the bushes.
Robin watched him for a moment, lost in thought before Columbine gave him a nudge and he began to follow Gonff with Columbine trailing after him, covering their tracks. They soon disappeared from view and it was like they were never there.
Beast boy---
A mouse sat, out cold, outside of Cotir. He began to stir as the gates opened. The dark brown mouse ruffled his fur as a few rats and weasels slipped out and put their spear points to the mouse's throat. The mouse was now fully awake and looking fearfully up at the guards with thousand eyes shields.
"Why are you here you little mouse wretch, and what is your name?" one of the rats, clearly in charge of the group, spat at the mouse.
"My name's beast boy and I have no idea what I am doing here… where is here anyway?" Beast boy asked.
"Why, you are in Mossflower woods, ruled by queen Tsarmina you insolent fool!" he spat again.
Meanwhile, a group of otters watch the scene carefully. An older grey one looked at a younger brown one. "Do you think we could take 'em Skip?"
"Sure thing mate, just be careful of that little critter." Skip said, loading his sling.
"Come with us, queen Tsarmina will be glad to have a prisoner." The weasel spat, motioning for BB to get up.
"Now!" Skipper yelled and five otters burst from the bushes.
BB held his hands over his head to make sure that no stray rocks hit him in the face. He closed his eyes tight and only opened them when he heard the battle sounds fade. When he opened his eyes, he saw two rats and the weasel captain running back to the gates and slamming them shut. On the ground were three weasels and a rat, out cold.
"Come on!" Skipper said to BB, picking him up and standing him on his feet. "Let's get you back to Brockhall."
"Ummm… dude, where and what is Brockhall?" BB asked.
"Now's not the time. All will be revealed in time." Skipper said, literally pulling BB into the forest towards Brockhall.
Raven---
Raven yelled as she kept consciousness and landed in the branches of a tree.
"Ouch." She mumbled. When she dislodged herself from the branches she tried to levitate only to find that she couldn't and landed hard on her bottom. She stood up and scratched the back of her head to find that she had fur.
"What the--!" she exclaimed, looking down at her hands. There was pale brown fur covering both arms. She felt where her ears were supposed to be, finding that she had long ears that drooped slightly over her head.
"Oh no." she said in a monotone with an angry look at no one in particular. She was a hare. Almost like the time she turned into a rabbit inside of Mumbo's hat. Then it all clicked. The Titans were all inside of the book 'Mossflower'.
She heard a rustling up in the tree she had fell out of. She looked up to see three squirrels aiming bows at her. A squirrel, the obvious leader of the bunch, barked out a question at her.
"What do you want here in Mossflower!"
"Well…" Raven began and then she continued to tell them what happened at Jump city.
When she had finished the tale, the three squirrels looked at her oddly. "Okay then, let's get you back to Brockhall and we can figure out how to help you. By the way, what is your name?"
"Raven. Yours?" she asked as the lead squirrel jumped down.
"My name's Lady Amber. Come on, we'll lead you to Brockhall." Lady Amber began to walk back to Brockhall with an uncertain Raven behind her.
"We'll go tell Cregga that you're on your way with guests." One of the other squirrels stated and both disappeared into the treetops.
Starfire and Cyborg—
A badger and another hare sat on the beach. The badger stood up, accidentally making the hare fall off of him into the water. The ocean water immediately woke her up. She jumped up, splashing the badger as she did.
"Watch it!" the badger said.
"Sorry." The hare replied.
They widened their eyes at each other.
"Cyborg, you are a badger!"
"Starfire, you are a hare!" They said at the same time. They exclaimed and looked down at themselves.
Cyborg was all white with black stripes. Starfire was light brown with a darker brown spot around her left eye. Starfire reached up and felt the backside of her long ears. Cyborg looked down at his arms that were supposed to be robotic, but they was a normal white and black color.
"Hay, I'm not part robot anymore!" he exclaimed.
Starfire tried to use her starbolts, but she couldn't. "I can no longer use my starbolts. Friend, please tell me, where are we?"
Cyborg looked around him. "Well, the last thing I remember was Mumbo saying we would have our noses in a book. I think he sucked us into a book."
"What's that?" Starfire pointed to Salamandastron.
"I don't know but, let's head that way. Maybe we can get some answers there." Cyborg began to walk toward Salamandastron.
End of Chapter 2
Note: This is longer than the last chapter so it took me longer. Thanks for reading.