(Out of Script: Here's the rest of Ep. 1. I finally thought up the rest of it.
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Death and Darkness
hear bells-gonging. Camera points to the Abbey belfry. Mouse dibbuns run into then out of shot, luaghing. We go into the belfry, where a mouse is pulling down the Matthias and Methuzelah Bells ropes. Abbess Hawthorne walks into the belfry*
Abbess Hawthorne: Hello, Triffle.
Triffle: *smiles at Abess Hawthorne* Hello, Abbess Hawthorne!
Abbess Hawthorne: *walks to Triffles side* Are the gongs dimming?
Triffle: *blinks* Just the opposite, Abbess.
Abbess Hawthorne: Yesterday you said they were going silent.
Triffle: *smiles and points to his ear* Sometimes there gongs make me temporarily deaf, marm.
*Abbess Hawthorne walks to the rails, Triffle follows. They both look down*
Abbess Hawthorne: There goes Sarena and her father...Practicing.
Triffle: *smiles* That otter-maids bent on becoming a great warrior, just like her father...
Abbess Hawthorne: I thought she wanted to be like Martin the Warrior.
Triffle: *shrugs* Probably both.
*camera leaves the belfry, goes to Sarena wielding a stick, while her father wields his sheathed sword. They are practicing sword-fighting. Stick and sword slam together before showing an old otter, Sarena's father, and a young otter-maid, Sarena*
Sarena's Father: On your toes, Sarena, on your toes!
Sarena: Right!
Sarena's Father: If you keep doing that, it'll be the death of you!
*Sarena's Father lunges at Sarena. Sarena dodges, dashes behind her father and pokes her stick into his back*
Sarena's Father: Looks like you win, Sarena.
*Sarena's friend (the squirrel) walks up wearing an apron with flour on it, his name is Letholdus*
Sarena: Hey, mate! *waves to Letholdus* How's kitchen helpin'?
Letholdus: *waves back* Fine. Friar Flour had us all make Apple Turnovers and Cranberry Cake.
Sarena: Cranberry Cake? Sounds yummy...*licks lips*
Sarena's Father: *holding chest with one paw, gives Sarena his sword with the other* Sarena, give Letholdus your stick. You two can practice...I need my rest
Sarena: *grabs sword* Yes, Father. *gives Letholdus the stick*
*Sarena's Father stumbles to a tree, and with a "ungh" sits down. Sarena watches her father, blinks, then she and Letholdus begin practice sparring. After a shot of them practicing, the camera turns to Sarena's dad. Sarena's Father falls down, and Sarena doesn't notice becuase her back is turned, but Letholdus watches him fall down over her shoulder. Letholdus eyes grow wide*
Letholdus: Sarena! Your pa! *points to Sarena's Father*
Sarena: *spins around. Gasps.* FATHER! *runs to him, Letholdus follows* Letholdus! Quickly, get Infirmary Sister April!
*scene goes black for a moment, then it comes back again to show a crowd of Redwallers. There is a vole checking Sarena's dads pulse. She shakes her head*
Sarena: There's nothing we can do, Sister April?
Sister April: I'm afraid not, Sarena...*gets to her feet* Your father has gone to the Dark Forest...*all the Redwallers bow there heads. Camera zooms in on Sarena, who is silently crying*
*A moment of darkness. Moment ends. Shows a mole walking in the woods. Mole reaches a clearing, and he stops walking*
Mole: Oo-hurr! This looks loik a gud spot to 'ave lunchen 'ere, escpecially fer a travelin' moile loik moiself! *Mole gets on his knees, takes his haver-sack off his shoulder, puts it down and takes out two flints. Untie a bundle of sticks that is tied to the side of his haversack, and places the stick in the middle of the clearing. Takes out a pot* Some soup sounds gurd right now...*grabs a nearby rock and rubs the flint against it. A spark comes from them. Camera switches to a different angle, where we show the moles back. A dark cat head pokes out of the bushes, making some rustling noise. Mole hears noise, and stops and puases, then goes back to making fire. Camera switches to show the cats face, but all we see are two, green diamoned shaped eyes. Switches back to the ange before showing the cat-face. The cat ducks under the bushes again, making more rustling noise. Mole stops making fire and gets up*
Mole: Who's there!?
*singing*
Singing: Oh, the darkness...Oh, the pretty, pretty, darkness...
Mole: *pulls out his knife from his belt* Show yorself!!
Singing: No one to help, 'cuase there lost too!!
Mole: I'M ARMED!!
Singing: Oh, the darkness, oh the darkness!!!! *camera zooms in on the moles eyes, whose goes to the side. Mole spins around to where the cat-head was*
Mole: Stop being a coward and show yerself!!
Singing: YOU. DIE. NOW!!! *a black cat runs out of the bushes and charges at the mole. A moment of blackness, then a ripping sound a scar of red comes in the middle of blackness. Blackness clears and shows the cat, whose name is Caliga*
Caliga: Heehee...Stupid mole...*licks his bloody sword. Vermin come out of the bushes, and a stoat named Brimhail speaks*
Brimhail: Good work, Caliga! *vermin horde walks to Caliga* A shame we couldn't enslave 'im though...
Caliga: *spins around and puts the sword tip to Brimhails throat* DON'T EVER SAY THAT AGAIN, STOAT! EVEN WOODLANDERS DON'T DESERVE THAT FATE! *drops sword and tugs at ears. He closes his eyes tightly and shakes his head side-to-side* THEY DESERVE TO DIE! THEY DESERVE TO DIE...THEY DESERVE...TO...
*flash-back marked with gray-ish coloring*
*shows a hut, zooms in. Shows a table of a family of cats. A mother cat walks in from another room carrying a roasted bird. Sets bird on the table, Child Caliga smiles at the roast. Screaming, and a father cat runs out but gets shot down by arrows. Outside, fire arrows stick into the wood hut, and it is engufled in flames. The mother cat grabs Caliga and runs, followed by a big brother cat, but the roof caves in and crushes him. Mother cat and Caliga stares, to shocked to move, but two arrows land at mother cats feet draws them back to reality and the mother cat runs. Woodlanders have invaded the tribe of cats, and bodies litter the ground. Caliga and the mother cat nearly escaped when the mother cat is shot by arrows, but she keeps running. She runs down a hill, and there is the fate sounds of battling and screams. The mother cat stumbles and falls, blood pouring out of her wounds*
Child Caliga: *sits on his legs and pokes the mother cat* Mommy?
Mother Cat: *grabs Caligas paw* Caliga...listen. I-I think that I might have to leave you soon. *Caliga blinks in surprise* Promise your mother this, Caliga...Promise that you'll live...Please...Please, please don't let the Woodlanders kill you...Ergh...*dies*
Caliga: Mommy? Mommy!?
*battle-cries. Caliga looks up to see Woodlanders rushing at him. Caliga screams and runs for his life, arrows and stones flying at him*
*end flash-back*
*A weasel-maid named Purplescar glares at Brimhail, and walks over to Caliga. She pats him on the back*
Purplescar: Oye there, Caliga...You don' worry...*glares at Brimhail* Brimhail's brain is like a bee, small, buzzes nonsense, and lands on what ever distracting thing it could find. *smiles at Caliga*
Caliga: *calms down* Your right, Purplescar. *pats her head* I'm glad I made you second-in-command...*turns to the rest of his horde* Alright, mates! It's time for lunch!!
Horde: Hoooray!
Caliga: Y'know the drill, mates you all get one item of our prey, and eats whatever it was gonna eat. While me, Purplescar, and my three captains eat the prey itself! Alright! Enough chattin', let's eat!
*Caliga, Purplescar, a ferret, a rat, and a fox gathers around the mole. Caliga holds down the dead moles arm, and points his sword sky-ward, camera zooms in on sword, then goes down. Blackness, and then a slicing noise*
*we return to Redwall Abbey. Redwallers come out of the Abbey Abbess Hawthorne walks over to Sarena*
Abbess Hawthorene: Sarena...
(Out of Script: Guys...I'm having a writers block...HELP ME!
I'm going to keep the mole as a...mole...until we get the yea or nay from Vela's pappy.)