BEHOLD! The first 'Open Season' fanfic EVER! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! I know that probably no one will be reading it, so...I can type as fast and as lowsy as i wants!
Dark clouds, loud thunder, and heavy rainfall rolled over the forest that night. With a bright flash of lighting, every detail of every tree, rock, and waterfall could be detected for the briefest moment, as if a large light switch that loomed over the woods had been flicked on and off every few minutes. The wind howled as the grey dawn finally approached.
Of all days for the rain to fall. And, of all times! Stelmaria, a female bat with glossy purpleish-brown fur, thought to herself as she flapped her long wings furiously, fighting against the wind and the heavy raindrops beating against her back.
Who knows how long it had been since she had left her previous home about thirty miles away. Days? Weeks? No. Hours? Yes. It had to be. For, she hadn't seen the sun since. Her body ached as exhaustion began to grip her. She would have to rest. And soon.
But, the chance for rest would have to wait.
Stelmaria looked up into the dark sky. She saw little, at first, but, a sudden flash of lightning revealed the all to familiar silhouette of a hawk, soaring just above her.
Determined to get away, she dove down into the safety of the trees, swerving left and right from time to time to miss the oncoming branches, twigs, and leaves. The rain was little help to her as it often blinded her from seeing everything that was in front. Finally, it was to much for her. A large drop hit her directly in the right eye, causing her to wince and try and shake it away. Big mistake. She opened her eyes milliseconds before slamming into a branch covered in thick leaves. She twisted into a violent free fall, and, before she even knew what had hit her she slammed onto a thick branch and came to a halt.
Her head was reeling at that point. Groggily, she picked herself up with the two claws on the tip of her wings and tried to rise to her feet. She found herself to be to weak to stand on her hind legs, so, she just sat there on all fours, wheezing for breath. Her head dropped between her wings as she let out a tired sigh.
Then, the next thing she knew, she was on her back. Something firm and heavy pushed her body down and held her tightly against the wooden branch, nearly crushing her. She looked up into the enraged face of a hawk. His grip on her tightened slightly as he stared into her eyes. His talons nearly shook with rage as his eyes, nearly filled to the tipping point with regret, stared down coldly at her.
"I didn't want to do this, Stelmaria." He growled at her. He lifted her pathetic form into the air and looked up at her. "But, you leave me no choice!" He said quickly, almost desperate.
"S-Slade-! Wait!" She choked out. "P-please...!"
"After everything i've done...everything! You still want to leave me!" He slammed her down on to the branch once more. "All i ever did...I did to keep you safe! And this is how you thank me?! Huh?! Ungrateful child?! Is this how you thank me?" The question came out in a menacing growl as he struck her across the face with a wing, releasing his vice grip on her. "Soon-to-die?! Is this it?" He sneered, striking her again. "HUH?!"
Stelmaria feared him more than death itself. She stared at him pitifully. He was mad! Insane!
Tired of the silence, the hawk pinned her down once more. "Is this...IIIIT?!" He roared.
"Oi!" Shouted a voice from above.
Slade let out a snarl as an acorn bounced off his skull. He turned upward to see a gray squirrel standing on the branch above them.
"Get off my tree, you feather-brained numpty!" The squirrel shouted in a thick scottish accent, raising another acorn over his head as if threatening to throw it.
Slade smirked and let out a laugh. "And what is a little rat like you gonna do to stop me?" He laughed again, releasing Stelmaria to turn his attention to the squirrel.
The squirrel let out a shrill whistle and about a hundred more squirrels jumped out and joined him. Without even giving a warning, the squirrel made a gesture with his paw and hundreds of acorns came throttling towards the hawk, who winced and cawed in anger as they hit him.
Unable to take it anymore, Slade just flapped his wings and flew off into the night, but, not before growling to himself. "This isn't over, Stelmaria! There ain't nowhere you can hide from me!"
Relieved, Stelmaria looked up at her savior gratefully. She shakily rose to her feet.
The squirrel just glowered at her and raised an acorn. "What? You lookin' for some, too, mate? Eh?"
The female bat shook her head. "No, no, no! I-I'm going! I'm going." She said. "Thank you! You just saved my life."
The squirrel cocked one of his bushy eyebrows, looking kind of bewildered. "Wait, You're...you're a lass?"