| Subject: My (long) story Part 1 |
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Summerald
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Date Posted: 02:14:06 06/28/07 Thu
Summerald was wandering from Spallwall. She had longed for adventure, so she left to find one. Summerald saw a campfire, so she ran over. It was deserted... or so she thought. Summerald didn’t see the weasel rising behind her before it was too late. He threw a sizeable rock at Summerald. She fell senseless.
Hisky the weasel grinned. He had caught an Abbey beast. Wouldn’t Chief be happy? Hmm... Delran was capable of any mood. I guess Hisky would have to wait. He threw Summerald in a sack and tied it tight. This beast was no ordinary one.
When Summerald awoke, she was tied paw to paw with another creature. “Hiya! My name is Anthers. So you’re Summerald?” “How do you know my name?” questioned Summerald. “Delran, the ferret, wanted you because you are a valuable prisoner. You are strong and big.” “So, this Delran captured me to be a slave?” “Yep.” Anthers said.
Delran sent Hisky to get Summerald. Hisky said “On your paws. Delran wants you.” Summerald realized she was to be questioned.
“So, Summerald, what is this Abbey like?” Delran asked nicely. Summerald stayed silent. She knew one word could destroy Spallwall. “You know, food can be given to you if you tell me.” Delran commented. “Not in a million years.” Summerald replied. “Fine, Hisky, show her what we do next.” Delran spat. Hisky advanced, grinning viciously. He took out his whip and began slashing at Summerald. Summerald dodged and weaved, but a rat named Cunly held her still. She fell senseless once again.
Delran said “Hisky, you are an idiot! What if those abbey animals saw you?” Hisky replied “Uh, uh, they didn’t, Chief.” “HA! You are a bad excuse for a weasel Hisky.” Delran laughed. He didn’t know that he was waking Summerald. She was supposed to be unconscious longer so she wouldn’t see the location.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Summerald groaned. All of her body was alight with pain. She looked down to see the red whip marks on her skin. Summerald sat up and began looking around. She ran into Delran.
“So, Miss Mouse-thingy has awakened.” He laughed. Summerald screamed “Go away!” “No. I think I’ll have fun with you.” Delran called for Hisky, Cunly, and a stoat named Frisky. Hisky had the whip, Cunly had a sword, and Frisky had a javelin. All surrounded Summerald.
First Hisky struck her once, trice, thrice. Summerald’s body erupted with new pains. Next Cunly jabbed with his sword, opening new wounds. Finally Frisky jabbed here and there with his javelin. Summerald collapsed with many wounds.
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