User blog:Wolf985/A Tale of Two Rogues: Rewritten

This story is the rewritten full version of ATOTR. I had to leave some things out of the story on Redwall Wiki due to them being somewhat inappropriate. I also have come up with different ideas for this story to make it better. So here it is! ATOTR full version!

Disclaimer: I do not own Redwall. Redwall is awned by Brian Jacques. All the reused Redwall character names also belong to Brian Jacques.

Prolouge
Skipper glared at the crazed female otter. "I'll ask you once more. Where is Temperence?"

The female laughed madly. "Worthless child! I killed her!"

Another male otter standing in the room growled and leapt to attack his wife.

"Ye wretch! Kill me daughter I'll kill ye!"

Skipper held the enraged otter back. "Marcus control yourself! The elders will put her on trial!"

"Trial my rudder! She's tae hang!"

Miranda laughed crazily again. "Hang yourself highlander!"

Marcus's gray eyes blazed with fire. He'd see her hang if it was the last thing that he did!

Chapter 1
A young, Salamandastron, Long Patrol officer was scouting the beach when he saw something by the edge of the sand by the water. Confused by the foreign object the hare pulled out his rapier and went to investigate. As he got closer he saw it was a basket and something was wailing inside. He cautiously flipped the lid off of the basket with the tip of his weapon. There lay a tiny otterbabe. She was wailing her little eyes out and it looked as if she hadn't been fed for a while. He gently picked her up and made sure to be careful with her head.

"Where did you come from little one?"

The babe just looked at him with sad eyes. The hare sighed.

"Let's take you to lord Brang. He'll know what to do with you."

He took the babe up to the mountain and was met with curious stares, but he ignored the others and continued on to the badger lord's chambers. The young hare knocked frantically and hoped that the Lord would open his doors. All the banging frightened the little otter and she started wailing again. "Jeez kid. Got some bally powerful lungs wot!"

Soon to his relief the doors were opened by the badger lord. The badger was enormous, but it was clear that he was aging. "Dagwood, what is the meaning of this....What do you have?"

"M'lord sir, I found her on the beach. Abandoned I assume. Some otters just can't deal with their offspring wot?"

The badger lord took the babe from the hare and held her gently. Her wailing calmed into a whimper as he rocked her. "Now Dagwood, you can't always blame the parents. Maybe they couldn't take care of her because they were too poor or the mother couldn't feed her."

"Hmph! More like murderous parents. Her mother wanted her gone forever wot!'

"How do you know?" asked the badger lord.

"Well m'lord I found the little tyke in a basket down by the blinkin tideline! I think that it was no accident that the basket ended up down there sah."

"I see." The badger looked down at the babe who had just fallen asleep. "She'll need someone to care for her."

"Are you saying that....?"

The badger lord smiled.

"Oh sah please no! I'm not her father! Get one of the infirmary hares to take care of her!"

"No, you found her. Care for her like a father would and go down to the kitchens to have her fed. She's much too skinny."

Dagwood Consfortingtam sighed. There was no getting out of this job. He took the tiny otterbabe from the badger lord and nodded.

"I will take good care of her sah!"

The badger nodded and dismissed the young hare. Out in the hall where the lord couldn't hear he glared at the sleeping child.

"Worthless thing...your more trouble than anything. I should've let you drown in the blinkin waves. An otter fears nothing more than death by water!"

The tiny otter yawned and Dagwood lowered his ears.

"I didn't mean it. You're actually kinda cute for a waterdog. You need a name....hmmm...lets see....Marie, Anabelle, Leslie, Clara......thats it! You'll be called Clarice!"

Chapter 2
19 seasons later

"Ouch!"

A large sea otter covered from head to rudder in tattoos only laughed.

"Hahaha! Hold in there matey, Ole Jalgan is almost done!"

The young ottermaid laying on the table made of driftwood just groaned. She was getting a tattoo on her lower back of a swimming otter with swirls for water. The ink was a dark blue which appeared black on her fur, The maid groaned and buried her face in her jacket as the older otter stuck her with the bone needle again.

"Ah'm Sorry Clarice, I'm almost done I promise."

"Jalgan, why does it have to be painful?"

"Because it makes ye tougher missy! And iif I just painted it on yore back it'd wash off in a few days. This way It'll be permanant! I'm almost done."

Jalgan was the unofficial 'tattoo artist' of the Rogue Crew. He thought Clarice was doing very well for her first tattoo. Usually other young ones were in tears because of the pain. Sometimes even grown males. He smiled to himself and finished quickly. "All righty young 'un i'm done torturin' ye. Go have a look at it!"

Clarice got up and went across the room and turned around in front of a polished sheild so she could see her back. She grinned happily. "Oh it's wonderful! Thank you Jalgan!"

"Hold on before ye go let me put a bandage on it. It's not dry yet and ye don't want it to be infected."

"Aye, that'd be bad." Clarice went back over to him and let Jalgan bandage her.

He was finished quickly and Clarice said a quick goodbye before walking out the door. On her way out she bumped into a tall male sea otter around the same age as herself. "Uh...sorry miss. Hey....you're that un' from the mountain ain't ya?"

"Uh yeah I am. My name is Clarice. What's yours?"

"Naru. I'm Jalgan's nephew."

"Nice to meet you."

Naru smiled. "Hey um...You want to come to the bonfires tonight? Big Rogue Crew party. It'll be fun!"

"I don't know if I can. My guardian is a bit strict."

"Well if you cam come i'd be very happy. But if not its okay. I'll see you around Clarice."

"See you."

Clarice blushed as she turned to go back to the mountain. No male otter had ever talked to her let alone asked her to a party! She wanted to squeal and run for joy but she kept her cool until she got back to her room. Clarice yelled and ran to her trunk to look for some better clothes. "YES!!! YES!!! Oh this is great! I hope he likes me!"

Her room mate, a young haremaid named Venya, looked at her over the edge of her book. "You seem happy. Who is this 'he' you are talking about?"

"Naru! He's a sea otter from the Rogue Crew!"

"And why are we excited about him?"

Venya lazily flipped a page.

"He asked me to go to a party!"

"Dagwood will never let you go."

Clarice pulled out a dark blue dress and smirked mischeiviously.

"He won't find out."

That night the two of them snuck out of Salamandastron and walked down the beaches towards the glowing bonfires that marked the Rogue crew camp.

Venya certainly felt out of place among the loud and rowdy otters (most of whom were already drunk). Clarice had taken off somewhere among the crowd with a young male. He had looked odd. Naru was tall and lanky with tattoos snaking up his sinewy arms. When he smiled you could see he was missing a tooth and he smelled like alcohol. Venya disliked him and couldn't believe that her friend had fallen for such a male. The young haremaid sat sulkily on a rock Why had she even bothered to come with Clarice? They couldn't stay out all night anyways. If Dagwood were to find out about them sneaking out she could only imagine what he'd do to them.

Venya got off of the rock and went off to search for Clarice. "Oh where are you you crazy otter?" Venya thought to herself as she walked through the crowds.

It wasn't until she was out of the bonfire's light and away from the crowd that Venya found Clarice. Her and Naru were kissing passionately and his paws were starting to go up the back of her dress. The haremaid put her paws on her hips and raised her ears. "AHEM!"

Clarice looked over her shoulder. "Venyaa, you's a party ruuuiner." She slurred.

The hare rolled her eyes and yanked her friend up off the ground. "C'mon we are going back to the mountain."

Clarice stuck her lower lip out in a pout. "Bye Naru. Meanie rabbit is takin' me away. Goodbye my love..."

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