World Key. A Redwall Adventure

[Dartpaw]

My name is Adam Bond I am fifteen years old. It is the year 2075
I have been going through my grandfather’s old stuff in the attic and found an old poster. It was quite nice but intriguing it said Redwall friend and foe. With animals all over, ones that looked a little scary on the outside and good ones on the inside they looked cool and I went through more and found another poster Tribes of Redwall badgers.
Under that I found books. Lots of them that I’ve never even heard of!
Mossflower, the legend of luke, marlfox. They looked like they may be good books so I sat down and started reading mossflower.
After reading for a while I decided I liked it, it was a fantasy setting almost medival like lord of the rings but with animals like the wind in the willows, a concept I’ve never heard of.
I quickly went to the Datawall. A box that when you push a button a digital screen appears out of it in mid air in the middle of the room like a hologram but you can push buttons on it and move things around with your hands but anyway I went on Wikipedia (Yes that’s still around) Looked up Redwall and Brian Jacques.
The books have become classic but public domain but long forgotten… people still read it. but virtual books got really popular (Virtual books were created thirty years ago in which you put a helmet on your head and you actually virtually see what is happening as you read but it’s not like going there, actually nothing close at all… it’s like watching a movie but like you’re among them, the characters can’t see or hear you and you can’t touch them. Like the diary memory or pensieves in Harry Potter)
But the estate of Brian Jacques didn’t want his books to be all technological so they never did that to Redwall and it fell into obscurity.
(Man this is getting depressing… but don’t worry it’ll pick up.)
‘Adam are you done cleaning the attic?’ My mom called.
‘Almost!’
‘Well Hannah and I are going to the park’
I didn’t want to go… I wanted to know more about Redwall.
I took out all the books in the box in the attic and there were a lot of them.
There were over twenty books in two different hardcovers and three or four sets of softcovers.
I found a note on the bottom.

‘I love Redwall it was my life and my greatest fulfillment was collecting them all I was obsessed.’
I’m like what the heck!? What does that mean?
(I read more)
‘My love for Redwall was so great I actually created an invention that can open paths to fantasy worlds. It is quite possibly the greatest invention ever… but I didn’t patent it. Just think if I mass produced it people would be going to Redwall and Narnia and Middle-Earth and making tourist traps and spas and such… I couldn’t ever forgive myself if that happened so I spent my last years traveling other worlds. In Marlfox British hardcover page 274 I put my invention there but please do not try to mass produce it I beg you but it doesn’t matter for if someone takes it apart to find out how it works it will explode into dust. But if you want a little adventure push the button for three seconds and stop while holding the book you want to enter.’
I thought what the heck, I picked up the latest Redwall book ‘If this really works you old coot, you are a genius!’
I held it for three seconds but nothing happened so I held it for five more seconds but then realized I had to let go for it to work and I felt dizzy like I was in a really annoying elevator and suddenly everything jumped then stopped.
I was still in my house. ‘What!? I’m supposed to be in Redwall! But I went downstairs and there was no power I went and got a rootbeer from the fridge and then I noticed my arm was red and furry!
‘Ahhh!!!!!!’ I looked in the mirror I was a squirrel still wearing my clothes. I wasn’t that shocked since around 2051 the new punk fad, (After piercings and tattoos) was getting your genes altered to have cat ears or Wolf tails and claws or dog noses etc. And many people had some sort of animal part but still it was surprising.
I opened the door and my house was in the middle of the woodlands.
I then thought where am I? But then started wondering where was I before? That jump seemed to have made me lose a bit of my memory I knew my name was Adam and this was my house with electronics but even the electronics that don’t need electricity (There’s a lot in 2075) didn’t work. I decided to get my memory back by looking at photos but only one of the people looked familiar. I then started Reading more Mossflower and when I finished I would go into the woods and explore that would be cool.
To be continued!

[Dartpaw]

I didn’t who I was or why I am a squirrel, I can only remember back to when I read the directions about pushing the button while holding the book. I think since I held it five seconds extra before releasing the button it made me go a little too far into the book making me Redwallish and transporting my house as well instead of just me.
If I had held the button for a whole minute the entire street or maybe even whole town would end up here.
Maybe this was too dangerous for anyone. But if this mysterious person didn’t want it mass produced why didn’t he just destroy it?
I found the root beer I put on the counter and started drinking it and sat in a cushy bean-bag chair and read more Mossflower then I realized why read it? I am in Mossflower! But it didn’t hurt to research this place by past adventures I just wanted to finish it so badly but I got up and put the book down and opened the door and walked out.
My house was in the middle of the woods as if it crashed from the sky. I almost thought of checking to see witch feet sticking out from under it. I can’t believe I remembered The Wizard of Oz but I only lost memories of who I was and who my family were.
The woods were calm and no wind, the trees loomed over me and as I walked leaves crunched under my feet and I decided to take my socks off since my furry paws were built in socks.
The problem is I was born with no sense of direction at all and was nervous of getting lost, so I kept my home in view at all times.
I then heard funny noises like whooshing from the trees. In Mossflower lady amber commanded the Mossflower squirrels and they could jump from tree to tree instantly without being seen or heard. Someone could be watching me this very minute and being the nervous person as I was I ran back inside.
My 3DTV still had no power I thought if I could turn it on I’d remember who I was. It’s like a regular TV but in the 2070’s every television show was 3D you didn’t even need those primitive glasses. I went back to the attic and looked for the metal thingy that brought me here but it was gone.
I looked everywhere for it but I couldn’t find it so that meant I am stuck here. I picked up the empty box that the books were in picked it up (Heavy) and threw it on the ground in rage!
I heard a snap.
The wood cracked and I heard a fizzing ‘NOO!!!!’
I had dropped the box on a piece of Redwall poster but under the poster was the thin metal thing I used to get here and it broke in half!
I held the two broken pieces in my hand and knew now I couldn’t get back home.
(Wherever home was)
I sadly walked downstairs to the kitchen and could hear something rattling in there.
Someone was going through the fridge. (Fridges in 2075 aren’t that much different than regular fridges except that they are more compact, yet can hold more… and food can’t ever go bad in it. It keeps food fresh for years.
‘Yeah! Carrots! Pears! Ahh… plums…’ The person said.
‘I walked over and the open door was facing my direction so it was blocking his view from me (Vice versa) I coughed.
‘Oh! Boiling badgers is this your spread?’
The door closed and a young hare stood in front of me.
‘Yes it is, you are trespassing and looting my home’
‘Your home? I didn’t know, sorry y’know this is the strangest looking home I’ve ever seen.’ He must have seen the off TV and the futuristic furniture which is pretty much like normal furniture just fancier.
‘My home is your home though, I don’t even know who I am. Funny eh?’
‘My name is Patrick Wotwither I’m a hare doncha know my father was a hare my grandfather was a hare my grea….’
‘A hare! I get it!’ I said.
‘Actually I was going to say rabbit. They are very close to hares but different and my ancestor was one I tell that to everyone I meet.’
I sighed. ‘They’re exactly the same.’
‘There are differences, I’ll tell you first the ears… blah blah blah… and our tails are shaped… blah blah.’
As he was talking I went to my room. My bed usually floats in the air with a durarope ladder attached. But since our power went off it crashed to the floor. But I got in and closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep.
Durarope is a soft creamy kind of rope that can stretch very far and get really short, and length you want. And I couldn’t sleep so I got back up and tasted my Rootbeer. It was flat. The hare was still talking I assumed him crazy.
‘And that was how my uncle Blathers married an owl you know I’m part owl right? Well I’m not. he married her but no children. Makes sense though Wot? I mean Owls and hares can’t have children or they’d be half owl half hare and that’s just crazy!!’

My head was spinning from all that was happening I felt dizzy I needed a soda.
‘Mister Hare? Can you please get me a Soda?’
‘Pardon me?’
‘In the fridge uh, metal box downstairs inside are cylinder shaped beverage containers can you bring me one? If so you can stay all you like.’
‘You mean live here!?’
‘Sure!’ In my right mind I wouldn’t have asked him for a soda or said that he could live here but I was just so depressed and stressed out from all that was happening I think I was having some sort of world travel lag.
He went down and brought up some. ‘All I could find were these labeled Coka I think, I don’t know how you possibly get drinks in sealed containers like this.’
I opened one and drank, he did the same and we both chatted.
‘Tastes awful syrupy… nice but not as good as Tundil Pine’s. He’s the cellarhog at Redwall.’
‘Redwall? What’s that?’ I knew the books were called Redwall but Mossflower didn’t seem to mention it yet and that was the only book I’ve read so far so it’s only natural that I didn’t know.
‘Redwall!? It’s just the greatest place ever!! If you haven’t been there you’ve never call yourself woodlander I’d take you but I can’t remember the way.’
I went back to the attic and looked through the books again for something. I didn’t mention it in the story yet because I didn’t think it was important but I got it.
In a booklet called Redwall Map and Riddler it had a full colour map of the whole area of Redwall I thought it would come in useful.
I carefully separated it from the booklet and went back downstairs and spread it on the table.
Patrick looked at it curiously. ‘A map? That is a great looking map whoever drew it must have been good but where’s Loamhedge?’
‘What?’
‘It’s a place to the south, Southsward is there but not Loamhedge.’
I didn’t know what he was talking about, I asked him. ‘Where would this Loamhedge be in comparison to Southsward?’
Patrick ran his paw along the bottom of it. ‘Southsward is a little further south to it and to the west closer to the shore.’
I needed some fresh air, I stepped outside.

‘How about we go to Redwall?’ said Patrick.
‘The map will help?’ I asked.
‘Of course, it’s pretty accurate but it will be a little journey.’
I went back in and we got some bags filled it with all the food we could carry and I brought some small paperback Redwall books because they would make good reading on the trip.
Patrick said. ‘I’ll carry the food you carry the rest.’
If I had known about the eating habits of hares I would have carried the food, but I didn’t and we started off towards the mysterious Redwall.