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Jabberwocky Remix

Short story By: GORBITER
Young adult



A story of what happened before the poem "the Jabberwocky" by Lewis Carol


Submitted:May 18, 2012    Reads: 32    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


The Jabberwocky

The Jabberwocky lumbered through the dense greenery of the Tulgey Wood which surrounded the entirety of Underland. The screeching of the Jubjub bird flew over head. The weary look in his dark eyes confirmed his condition. He was frightened and so, so tired. Out of the long time that he had been alive, he had never had the misfortune of having such a cruel master. He needed rest, but he knew that was impossible.

His new task was not yet competed. There was a knight in the south province that had been causing some trouble. Stirring up the local villagers into an angry mob. The knight was pure of heart and all, the queen had insisted that any would be rebels be eliminated. What now with that now deceased doomsayer, known as Lewis Carroll, and the prophecy/poem he had declared.

'twas brillig in the slithy toves,

Did gire and gimble in the wabe.

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the jabberwock my son,

The claws that catch, the jaws that bite.

Beware the Jubjub bird and shun,

The furious bandersnatch.

He took his vorpal sword in hand,

Long time the manxome foe he sought.

So rested he by the Tumtum tree,

and stood a while in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,

The jabberwock, with eyes of flame.

Came whiffling through the Tulgey wood,

And burbled as it came.

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The vorpal blade went snicker-snak.

He left it dead and with its head,

He went galumphing back.

And hath though slain the jabberwock?

Come to my arms my beamish boy!

Oh frabjous day, callooh, Callay!

He chortled in his joy.

'twas brillig in the slithy toves,

Did gire and gimble in the wabe.

All mimsy were the borogoves,

And the mome raths outgrabe.

His task was simple, take out the knight. His eye caught movement but he was not to worry, the Bandersnatch may have been large, but he certainly wasn't loud. The stealthy rustles here and there and the odd moment his eye caught the shadowy flash were the only indications that he was there at all.

The Jubjub bird screeched another loud, ear splitting note, meaning that they were nearly there. They made a odd team, those three.

Already the jabberwocky could see the twinkling lights coming off the torches and the flickering reflections coming off the steel armor and pitchforks. His steady progress slowed and so did that of the Jubjub bird and bandersnatch. The queen in her monotone voice driveled on in his head as they were reminded not to take out the whole village, but leave enough casualties to scare them back into submission of the queens rule.

He knew well enough not to object, or the pain that would follow after would leave him with a head ache for long afterward.

"Yes, Mistress, of course" he replied through the empathetic link that kept them all connected, in his low gravely voice.

Empathy is different from telepathy. In telepathy, you can only convey your thoughts with someone else. But with empathy, you can convey emotions, pain and feelings. Of course the evil queen doesn't feel the cruel sting behind the eyes that she uses to remind them whose boss, but rather inflicts it upon herself, she can't feel it, but the jabberwocky certainly could.. The stupid wizard who set up the link forgot to tell the jabberwocky how to reverse the pain and send it back down the line.

The jabberwocky could now see the village and the angry faces of the inhabitants, and right there, out front standing as proud and regal as any noble, was the knight in shining armor.

The jabberwocky now broke out into a run. To describe the run of the jabberwocky, the fast paced lope, you could look at a large cat running from side on, you would see the powerful shoulders and back, moving in a fluid wavy motion, that is what the jabberwocky looked like as he ran faster than anything else of that size could have, through the field of shoulder high grass that separated the village from the foreboding forest.

The selfless villages ran forward to take the beast head on. The jabberwocky couldn't guess if they were just stupid, or had another emotion that's animalistic brain couldn't understand. Regardless, he had his orders. The puny villagers didn't stand a chance against the massive beast barreling towards them. The knight on his horse charged in front of the group sword raised.

The jabberwocky lowered his head, and like a charging bull, impaled the knight on one of his impossibly sharp horns. Then smashed the pathetic villages straight through the middle, separating them.

Havoc spread after that, with the bandersnatch tearing the helpless villagers in half, and the Jubjub bird swooping upon them in a never ending torrent of devastating bomb dives, it's long beak skewering the poor villagers.

The jabberwocky in its booming voice thundered "a message from the queen, my all powerful Mistress. Stop this foolish rebellion and may this humiliating defeat teach you a lesson once and for all."

An aggravated villager got up screaming from the pile of bodies that littered the cobbled pavement of the marketplace "never! Your stupid queen won't ever be our true ruler" he said running at the jabberwocky "I hate it when this happens, can't they just learn?" the jabberwocky thought. His head lashed out with amazing speed and crushed the weak villager with his immense jaws, his blood drizzling in his gaping maw. "stop this foolishness" thundered the jabberwocky. Why does it always have to end this way he thought. His life had been reduced to raiding and crushing the lives of the defenseless villagers, all because of his cruel, horrible mistress.

As soon as this thought passed through his brain, the pain started, first small and annoying, them hard and sharp, pummeling his abused and used body. He smashed to the ground writhing in pain, screaming, "yes master, sorry master, of course master, it won't happen again" there was a Loud crack, as one of the bones in his legs snapped, the realigned itself, and instantly fused itself back together. "Sorry! Sorry!" said a strangled and choked voice coming deep from within the creatures throat.

After his pitiful pleading with his terrible master, he finally stopped and got up snarling at the villagers, watching in horror at the abuse of this poor creature, "stop your staring your pathetic insects" growled the jabberwocky, but his words were forced, and as if to prove his point, he snapped up the closest person he found and instantly killed her. The looks of sorrow were instantly replaced with fear again as the creature, once so helpless, became the monster they were supposed to fearing once again.

"That was a stupid thing to do" squawked the Jubjub bird, on their way back to the castle, in which there stingy dwelling lay.

"Shut up" snarled the jabberwocky with hostility and humiliation. He still couldn't believe the queen had done that to him, he had had his bones snapped and twisted before, but not while they were at a crucial point in the plan they were trying to execute.

"Well if it's all he same to you", said the bandersnatch with a dopey grin,"I think the plan went rather well, except, when you know..."

"I know" said the jabberwocky. The bandersnatch was trying to wipe blood off his muzzle, but he couldn't reach, so he just reverted back to happily licking. The jabberwocky was happy to have the bandersnatch on his side, but he could be a little too stupid. He was worth the patience though. He had saved the Jubjub bird many a time.

The jabberwocky was lucky in that regard, he was virtually invulnerable, that's why his bone snapped back Into position so fast. The only real thing that could do any real damage would be that dreaded vorpal blade he feared so. He was the queens prized possession, even though he w constantly tortured and abused. His mind lingered back to what happened on that infernal marketplace. He had never been in pain because of the queen on one of his missions.

As If the Jubjub bird had read his mind,"The queen must have been in a dangerously bad mood back there" he said. That was the thing that the jabberwocky detested about the queen, his other companions didn't talk with the queen empathetically like the jabberwocky did. Instead the jabberwocky just relayed the message. His companions had more freedom in that regard. They were free to say what they wanted about the queen, as long as it wasn't in front of her or one of her numerous spies. They were relatively safe from her spies for the spies were to pompous to go into the south province, considered the slums of Underland.

The journey back home was a long one, as was the journey to the south province. But when the three days had passed and they had gotten back, the queen was in a rage, most of her servants had been beheaded or tortured to death.

The three animals knelt down before her,

"And if I may humbly ask, your majesty, but what has caused the queen to go into such a rage?"

The Jubjub bird was always her favorite. He just seemed to be more persuasive than the jabberwocky or the bandersnatch.

"An unfortunate turn of events has caused my plans to be compromised. Unfortunately for the jabberwocky, the vorpal blade has been captured by a young man from the borderlands.

A chill went through the jabberwock's body. His need for survival outweighed his need for being free, after all, what the point of being free if your dead? ''I will return it at once, your majesty.'' said the jabberwocky.

Another thing about empathy, is that you can feel what the person your linked up with is thinking. You don't know for certain, you just feel it.

"Oh, you know me so well" said the queen on mock affection. "I want this dealt with as soon as possible, and I don't want this getting out, it's just what the pesky subjects need, hope''.

"Of course your majesty" said he jabberwocky as he left the room.

Mixed emotions ran through the jabberwocky's head, if such a thing were possible for a creature who has been a part of the evil that plagued the country for so long.

"You nervous?" asked the bandersnatch.

"Of course I am you fool!" snapped the jabberwocky more forcefully than he had intended. He felt for the bandersnatch, he was too stupid for his own good. "Sorry, I... Just..."

"I know" replied the bandersnatch. He was strange like that, most times he would act like a complete moron, but then he would surprise you with something like that.

"alright, nice to see you guys get along so well but I think you may need to be quite" said the Jubjub bird. Instantly they stopped. Just barely audible for the untrained ear, there was a quiet crackling of things of in the distance. The woods obscured the sight, but the instantly knew it was something hunting him. The foots steps were a little too slow, a little too muffled, just a little too deliberate. The jabberwocks large ears allowed him to hear what most couldn't.

And as in uffish thought he stood.

"Get ready to fight" signaled the jabberwocky.

All of a sudden the prophesy became so dangerously real. The purple glow coming from the fabled vorpal sword was now clearly visible. It's true, it's all coming true! Thought the jabberwock in dismay.

The jabberwock, with eyes of flame

This was it, his moment had come. He rushed at the phantom like glow, growling. He wouldn't go down without a fight.

Came wiffling through the Tulgey wood.

The leaves and shrubs brushed past the jabberwocky's face as his target came into view. He growled at his doombringer.

And burbled as it came.

Metal and claw clashed as the two forces met each other with equal energy. Sparks flew as the sword smashed against the jabberwocky's scales. The human was in a dark, unknown metal. His helm was modeled around a dragons roaring head.

Suddenly, the jabberwock felt pain as the sword flashed past and skewered his thick hide.

One, two! One, two! And through and through.

The vorpal blade went snicker-snak.

Wounded, the jabberwock's brain ignored all the protests that the queens issued in his head. He fled, the primeval part of his brain taking over, he was now just a scared and angry beast, intent on surviving. Self preservation was now all that he craved. Running through the now threatening woods, he tripped and stumbled, crashing to the ground.

Panting and wild eyed, he looked up onto the eyes of his doombringer. A single message passed between hunter and hunted.Thank you. Than you for ending this abused and tortured life. Thank you for finally letting me rest. Thank you for ending my suffering.

He left it dead and with its head, he went galumphing back.

Timothy Berry-Porter (C)





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