Chapter 3

It came closer, what seemed like a shadow, stood tall. It was Clock-heart, one of the Death Droppers leaders.  Her body was covered in iron armour. Her face had a skull mask on and eye holes as big as a peaflake. Bones and skulls hung from her belt. In her hand, was a dark green sword. Clock-heart threw the sword up into the air and caught it. That set the Meeps off. They screeched and wailed and suddenly the streets were crammed with Meeps of all shapes, colours and sizes. 

When the fighting had died down, there were many bodys on the ground of the market. There was still some fighting but then it stopped. But there was no sign of Clock-heart anywhere. Cautiously, Widow tip-toed back to the crack, slipped through and found herself inside. Shaking, Widow had an odd feeling inside her. She sat down. She knew that Clock-heart had come for the small hedgehogs!

By midday, Widow, Sammy and Diesel had left Meep palace behind and were heading across a field towards the windmill. The journey took almost all day. They found themselves standing outside a cave. They all shuffled into the cave but it was cold and wet so the three hedgehog siblings huddled together for warmth. The only light came from outside but they all wished that they would rather have some warmth and light instead of being cold and having light. Diesel was worried that they weren’t far enough from Meep palace but Widow showed him the map. Luckily, they were standing in the cave that was inside of the hill and that on the other side was the windmill. 

Outside, the wind howled. Inside, Sammy had started to collect twigs and rocks so they could build a fire. Nervously, Widow unwrapped a present that their mother had given to them before they left. It was a small, dark blue dagger that had a word engraved on it. Helen. Widow didn’t understand why it said that but she didn’t need to know about that just yet because the dark blue on the dagger was turning into a light blue. Even Diesel knew this meant danger. 

The ground shook and then a loud thud and then suddenly a giant flash of light.  Before they knew it, Meeps were pouring into the cave. Scurrying towards the siblings, Meeps had their hands sticking out in front of them heading towards the hedgehogs. Within a few seconds, the siblings were tied up against the cave walls. They must have used Meep string… they had to use the strongest string… Though Sammy. Diesel wriggled and Sammy sighed. Widow struggled to hide the ‘ Helen ‘ behind her back. At Least they would have one weapon.

Too late! The shadow of a tall creature strided in. Meeps hurried backwards until they had made space for the creature to walk through. Clock-heart grinned a Widow. “Escaping?” She announced under her dirty mask. “I think not “ she added. She clicked her fingers. The meeps hurdled towards the siblings, grabbed them and carried them out of the cave. The siblings were pretty small and the Meeps were giant and so was Clock-heart so it was easy to carry Widow, Sammy and Diesel. Violently shaking, Sammy looked at Widow then at Diesel. He knew what they were doing. They all stopped at the top of the hill and stared. Not at the siblings. Not at one another. The Windmill. The place that they thought was safe.