I hope you enjoyed my first story. Yes, it
all really happened. I have the bloodshot scar on my back
to prove it. After we returned back to our shelter the forest
was on fire… A blazing flame dashed past us. Well, I’m
telling you too much already, so let me just tell you story
all about our second adventure.
Amanda and I walked through the never ending
field of trees. Some of them were mighty pines and some as
small as a baby birch tree. We saw a small town just ahead
of us in the distance, so we decided to go and take a little
look. As we emerged closer we could hear cries of help. Amanda
got a worried look, but we both know that we shouldn’t
turn back, not when a town was in need of help. As we first
entered to the entrance of the town a small sign carved from
birch was placed in the dark green grass. It read: “Welcome
to the town of BIRCHWOOD”. We stopped to see what was
happening, and then walked deeper into the tree-infested town.
We could see squirrels and chipmunks about our height running
and yelling screeching screams for help. A young chipmunk
bumped into me and said “He…he’s over there!
It’s…awful!” and ran off crying with his
mom chasing after him with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Suddenly two glowing eyes appeared out of an opening shop
door. The creature came out of the shadows of the shop and
was clear now. It looked like a wolf wearing a black mask.
His eyes shone a dark, bloody red. He spotted us drawing out
our swords and started to run over to a different area of
the terrorized town. We chased after him, hurting our feet
on all the rocks and sharp items lying on the ground. Finally
the wolf stopped. He started bearing his fangs and crept closer
and closer to us. When he was a few feet away his mouth slowly
opened and a scratchy voice spoke. “Go…Go away
before I kill you… Go away before I kill you and make
you ferret bait!” We pointed our swords at him. He started
backing up until he was cornered at the base of a tree. “What’s
your name?” Amanda asked. “Heh… My name?
You want my name…? Ha...he he...ho” He said with
a crazy grin on his face. “What is it?” I asked
looking at him straight in the eyes. “The names Asche…”
He said showing us his weapon: an axe with the symbol of a
ferret’s skull. He raised his weapon with blood dripping
down the head of the axe. Amanda quickly stabbed him in the
stomach. “Heh…” I said watching him drop
onto the dirty ground. “He’s still alive…”
Amanda said. “Let’s carry him in a bag and put
him somewhere where he will starve to death. “NO!!!”
The squirrels and chipmunks cried. “We want to deal
with him!” But, unfortunately the fox jumped up and
ran into the distance. The squirrels and chipmunks sighed
and started fixing the terrorized town.
On our way back to our shelter we saw black
smoke coming towards us. We blinked for one second, and by
then, we had a ring of fire surrounding us. We had no escape
out of the ring of fire. We were sure we would both become
ashes floating in the dark black sky. Suddenly we heard “GUYS!
GRAB ON!!!” We looked up and there was Skye! Perfect
timing if I do say so myself. She had heard our cries for
help and rented a helicopter. She unravelled the ladder and
we climbed up into safety.
Skye flew us all the way to the Grasslands and we went into
our home: the tree house. We were glad to step onto the wooden
floor; it felt so nice to be home. Amanda and I raced to the
kitchen to make a snack, when every single can and package
was gone! “Oh… My…THIS IS WORSE THAN DROPPING
DOWN DEAD!” Amanda cried running in circles. I stood
there… surprised, yet, embarrassed. I grabbed a chocolate
bar from my belt and right away it was snatched and eaten.
I smiled, hiding my disappointment. I didn’t blame her;
it wasn’t her fault she was starving. I crashed down
against on the wooden floor on my bottom. We couldn’t
go too long without food. It’s just unnatural for us.
Amanda’s brown fur gleamed in the sunlight and her chestnut
“Oi, sir Asche. Oit’ll be ready
as soon as thois ol’ rat gets his beauty rest”
Cheddarblood said, rubbing his head from his nasty blow from
Asche. Cheddar blood was an ugly old rat with his right ear
chopped off. “No time for rest, you lazy butt!”
Asche snapped, kicking Cheddarblood in the stomach. “Ar…
Roight away, sir!” Cheddarblood said, running as far
as his fat legs could take him.
I lay down exhausted on my comfy bed. Amanda
dived into hers, too. “Ahh… It’s soooo nice
to be home, eh, Nicole?” Amanda said smiling. I nodded
my head and tried to go to sleep. I kept on tossing and turning
in my bed like I was forgetting something. I sat up in my
bed and looked at Amanda, who was fast asleep. I got out of
bed and climbed into the kitchen and a piece of paper was
on the ground. I picked up the old yellow parchment. It looked
like directions to some treasure hunt. “Hmm…”
I said, puzzled at the drawing. WHOMP! I heard a sound what
sounded like a big thing stumbling. I peeked outside the tree
house and saw a fat rat pushing himself up. “Who!!-“I
was interrupted by the rat grabbing my tail then wrapping
a cloth around my mouth, hands, and legs. The only thing I
heard was a small squeak, and then I saw Amanda being thrown
out of the tree house all wrapped up beside me. The rat held
up something that looks like a large baseball bat, and knocked
I slowly awoke to see a small lizard on my
stomach. I was startled by the little fellow. I stood up slowly
as the lizard tumbled off of me. “Hey! What was that
for?” Said a small voice. I looked down at my feet and
there was the lizard. She looked angry. I apologized as I
looked around at my surroundings. Amanda was still knocked
out. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my head. It must’ve
been from the blow that rat game me. I thought the pain would
go away, but it just got worse. My head ached so much I could
scream for mercy. I didn’t know what was happening,
could I be dying? I lay down, hearing ringing in my ears,
I felt queasy, and I felt like I could just kill myself. Finally,
I couldn’t hold it in. It was just such a bad pain!
I let out a blood-curling scream that made the cave shake.
It awoke Amanda, who at the same time as her eyelids opened,
she yelped. “Wha…?” Amanda said, her eyes
“Sorry…” I said, tuning to her. My fur was
all shaky, and I was shedding. I shed when I’m nervous,
or extremely hurt. Amanda was soon covered in my fur; she
brushed it off, mumbling. “What’s wrong, Nicole?”
Amanda asked, cocking her head to the side.
“Hey, what’s going on here?” A fat rat came
in through the door, licking his lips, for he just ate. I
spied a glance at him then looked away, mumbling curses. Amanda
was barely awake. She looked at the rat and hiccupped; and
soon was back asleep snoring. I looked at Amanda and sighed.
It must have been too much for her, considering she was so
tired out. “Come on, cat” The rat started. “Come
with me, and drag along your hamster friend too. The boss’ll
be wantin’ to you two.” He said signalling me
to follow. I put out my paw and grabbed Amanda by the vest
and dragged her to where the rat wanted us to go.
Once we reached our destination, the rat
pointed to two old wooden chairs. I sat down in one and seated
Amanda in the other. The rat laid down some rules, and we
obeyed. Well, I did at least. Amanda was still asleep. I but
my paws on my lap and sat quietly until two fierce red glowing
orbs appeared in the darkness of the corner. Soon, a whole
wolf appeared. “Welcome…” The brute started.
“…fools!” He snapped, trying to hit me in
the head with an axe head. Amanda slowly awoke to be startled.
“Where am I… who are you… what am I doing?!”
She yelped in terror and her whole face went red. There was
soon a moment of silence. Our jaws dropped. It was that fox
from that squirrel town! Amanda and I drew our swords, ready
for some action. “Calm, little critters…”
The fox said holding up his paw. “If anyone around here
dies, it will be you.” The brute said with a smirk.
“Go to hell…” I snapped at the same time
as clenching my fist. “Wait; before I go to… what
do you call it? Oh yes, hell, I need to know your names.”
The sly brute answered. “My name’s… Nicole”
I mumbled. “And my name is Amanda.” Amanda said
looking towards me with a disappointed expression. “Hah,
well nice to meet you, Amanda and Nicole. My name is Asche.”
Asche roared with evil cackling laughter. “Oh, ho ho…
Sorry, it’s just, seeing two animal warriors in an area
which is completely abandoned… Who do you think you
are?” Asche said, circling us. “ARGH! YOU WILL
DROWN IN YOUR OWN BLOOD BEFORE YOU GO TO HELL!” Amanda
shouted, raising her sword and slashing it rapidly at Asche.
“Ah, a little bad tempered, huh, little lass?”
Asche smirked, dodging Amanda’s swift attack. I slapped
my forehead, watching Amanda’s bad tempered move. “I’ll
assist you with this little… tantrum, Amanda.”
I said standing up and raising my sword. “But first…”
I said, turning to the rat, the rat gulped. I smiled and slashed
the rat, making him spit. Before I knew it, the fowl rat was
lying on the ground. Dead. I grinned and turned to Asche,
who took his henchman’s death as a threat. “You’ll
learn…” Amanda started. “…not to mess
with us when we are together!” I ended, giving Amanda
a high five. We dashed at Asche swiftly with our swords held
straight ahead of us. Asche smiled and turned to the side,
while at the exact time I did the same and jabbed Asche in
the back. “Aaaack!!” Asche cried, falling to his
knees. “Do the honours, Amanda.” I told her, smiling
delightfully. Amanda raised her sword over the cowering brute.
“Any last words?” Amanda asked, raising her sword
higher. “Yes… Yes, I do.” Asche said trembling.
“I… I will ask the devil to send you to hell when
you die! And when you do, we can finish this…”
Asche said. These were his last words. Amanda had just stabbed
Asche right in the heart. “Well, tell the devil that
we won’t be coming for a visit.” I said with Amanda.
We cheered and carried the two dead animal carcases out of
the area threw them into a river. Amanda and I smiled and
started to walk home.
Soon the river started to glow a blue color. A faint figure
climbed out of the river, but didn’t seem wet. It appeared
to be transparent. It’s destiny? Why, to kill Nicole