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Sunset and Tiffie of GG
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Date Posted: 14:51:25 09/16/07 Sun
What the story is about:
A horrible time for all dibbuns. The DAB split. Every dibbun lived in terror that another was to tag him. They all slept, wondering…would they be tagged in their sleep? Would they be bathed and in a clean white smock sititng in the attic of Redwall bored to death and trying to prevent the fighting tomarrow? Every DABer lived in fear. They all wanted the fighting to stop. But they didn’t want to admit pure defeat. The two sides would scowl at the mention of the other side, and if they found an opponent that could beat them, flea. They were being cowards. No one admitted it, but they all were cowards during that time. They needed Tangle. But you’ll read on more about what happened…
Prologue: A Mad Dibbun:
All was quiet. The sound of sleeping dibbuns, snoring and grunting, filled the dormitory. There was an occasional murmur of a dibbun talking in his or her sleep, but other than that, you could hear a pin drop slowly and hit the floor. The slow rhythmic creak of the shutters blowing in the wind was also a sound heard. It was very dark, and a dibbun couldn’t see a paw in front of their face.
A loud creak suddenly filled the dibbuns’ ears. A few sat up and fussed with their eyes, trying to see who made the noise. But soon, sleep overcame them and they fell over into a deep slumber. The creak had been made by a dibbun. It was a very black mouse. He blended in with the darkness excellently. Snickering to himself, he scoffed as the dibbuns lay their head down again. Shaking his own cranium, he slowly reached into a pocket in his black tunic, pulling out a large dagger. His eyes filled with excitement, he slowly slid towards Tangle’s small feather bed. He was going to do it.
Tag Tangle Tumblehog, Ringleader of DAB and main dibbun. He smiled evilly. The only reason he was doing this wasn’t something to brag about. He worked with the EAD, Elders against dibbuns. They were rewarding him with no baths, and all the candied chestnuts he wished to stuff in his mouth. He actually wished to join DAB more then anything. But he didn’t want to become the disliked weird dibbun that worked for the EAD . He wouldn’t be accepted. He wasn’t wanting to join for the fun, he wanted to become ringleader himself, enslaving all dibbuns to do all his work for him.
Of course, all the dibbuns had denied him and tried to tag him when he attempted to attack Tangle in broad daylight. He was known as the crazy dibbun, and his name was actually pretty true. He was quite mad, and was very good friends with other evil dibbuns, like the shadow band. He was also son of an evil dibbun as well. Of course, that dibbun was now an elder, and wasn’t as evil anymore. But, it’s time that we get back to the story.
Holding his precious dagger with both paws, he tiptoed up to Tangle, and saw her shadowy form in the darkness. His red eyes rolling madly, he uncovered her slowly, looking at each point on her body. He suddenly squinted with excitement, then more madness…what a horrible thing to have! His head started madly shaking and his paws too. His whiskers twitched and his tail waved in the air. He was having another madness attack. The elders usually gave him something to stop the madness, but he wouldn’t attack Tangle if he was on whatever they gave him. His eyes wide, he whispered.
“Bye bye Tangle! Hello me!”
He waved frantically at Tangle’s form, then plunged the knife downwards. He patted Tangle, who had grunted in her sleep as he had begun the process of tagging her. Nodding, he reached into his haversack, the click of the shutters hitting the walls slightly scaring him. The black mouse slowly pulled out a note, then, at the end of it, smudged a word. He was playing a joke on all the DABers. He was smudging the name of who should be the next leader. Shaking his head and shaking with silent mirth, he jerked away from Tangle’s bed, but accidentally left a bit of fur on the floor by her.
The young mouse tiptoed out of the room, and took one last look at Tangle’s bed, where Tangle had poofed from to get a bath and try and stop the fighting in the attic.
“So long!”
Then, he hopped out of the dormitories, and down the steps. After that, he tiptoed through a few halls, using a torch to find his way around. The mouse finally found the abbey doors. He escaped them, then crawled around to a tunnel. Smiling and still shaking madly, he crawled down into the dirt, which got into his paws and on him. Underground was cold, but he didn’t mind. The smell was unbearable though. It smelled like…dead bugs and…decaying leaves. Soon, the tunnel rose and he hopped out of it. Then, he stepped into the shelter of the Shadows of the Mysterious Mossflower Wood.
“Oh, you DABers! I will be hiding, and watching how you tear yourself apart for me! When I’m left with the strongest dorm, that’s when I and my…friends will step in! HAHA!”
(I'll post the next part in the next post)
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