Im a 12 year old ferret. This is how my story begins. Well 5 seasons ago i was taken captive with my family and some other weasel and ferret villagers by rats. They destroyed are homes and made us be there slaves. If u where old enough they made u fight with there army. I always carried a sling around when i was young. When they put us in the cells I took out my sling and hit the guard with a peice of metal from the bars. He was knocked out. The keys where on the edge of a nail hanging from a wall. If i could hit it right it would go to the cell across of us. Pffff. I hit it perfect right where i needed to. The weasel family then got out of the cell then got us out also.I ran over to the guard and took his croosbow and sword. I gave one to the 2 oldest people. We made are way out to the castle. To our luck the rats where in a battle with mice. We made a run for it. Ahhhhhhh. Someone screamed they where hit by an arrow. i turned my head. It was my mom she was hit in her sholder. I went to pick her up and help her. I heard her say Run or ll die to. She then passout and died. i started running faster. I was sobbing the whole time. Ahhhhhhhhh. Someone else was hit also it was the 3rd oldest weasel son Twixs. he was 13. We all ran as fast as we could cause we didn't want tp get shot. Then 3 rats jumped in front of us. Where are u going. I hit one with my sling. weddler the oldest who had the sword ran and stabbed one to death and beheaded the other. We finaly got to the forrest. The weasels told me to go to a fort called Fort Nightshade. They ran off to another village where there family members lived. I started my journy to Fort nightshade. I was wounded when i got there and i hadn't eaten in a while. I enlisted my self there and started a new life.