Author's note: This chapter is filled with incomplete ideas for the continuation of the story, as well as a few attempts to restart the story

Chapter5: tension

"Bigwig!" Clover-rah whipped around to face the rabbit.

Bigwigs eyes were as big as saucers. "I knew this day would come, couldn't you see that the bird was dangerous!?" Bigwig tried to responded, "we never should have listened to you!"

"But sir"

Prologue

His right side was raw, from being dragged in the ground, even though the pain had dulled a little but he could still feel it. He thrashed in announce when he felt the hard metal teeth clinging onto his back. The brambles a branches hit him in the back of the head. He was weak, he could not fight any longer. 'It's over' he thought as he finally came to a stop. The creature walked away. He tried to get up but his body seemed to have given up. He couldn't take it.

His vision started fade but his emotions where stronge.

Tired

Confused

Fear.

Plague rabbits

Prologue

Bigwig was dead, there was know denying the fact. He had been warmer than usaual and was very lethargic, so much so that he could barely walk his last couple of days. And then it stopped, everything, the radiating heat, the groaning, the lathagy, his heart.

And during this period of time, while bigwig neared the end of his life, fiver had a vision, a terriable vision, the sillier of bigwig himself, but the eyes were different, one was normal however the other one was completely white, and a jagged scar cut across its face.

Fiver gasped in terror as more dilutes appeared, with similar complications. He shrieked as they all jumped towards him, and then they were gone. Leaving fiver to whimper in fear.

Chapter 1: Trojan rabbit

Fiver woke up with a jolt, the ground seemed to sway to and fro like the big water Kehaar had always talked about.

As soon as Fiver had regained his balance he immediately dashed towards the burrow where bigwig was, hoping on the lowest of chances that he had somehow evaded his own death. And to hazels surprise he had!

Bigwig was sitting there upright gazing curiously a Fiver, as though he had three ears instead of the usual two.

"Bigwig-rah?" Fiver questioned, taken aback as to how he was in such good condition when just a hours earlier he had been close to death

"What is it.. Fiver?" Bigwig responded, but it seemed off somehow, as if he weren't comfortable being there, as if he had never true interactions with Fiver, however he disregarded this and continued with the conversation.

"Y-You're alive!"

"Yes Fiver I'm alive" he seemed annoyed when he responded.

"How you were nearing death when I last saw you, I was worried sick!"

"Well guess I got better haven't I?" Bigwig said the last sentace in a very snappy fashion. "Now leave me to myself!"

Taken aback Fiver silently crept out of the burrow, only glancing back to see that bigwig had layed down to take a nap.

That was off he thought Bigwig isn't useally this cranky however he figured Bigwig was just recovering from the sickness but what was with the white stripes on his ears Fiver decided it wasn't time to worry about that now and hopped outside onto the downs.

The sun beamed down on the downs, and a light breeze created for a very calming atomosphere. There were no birds in the sky and no scent of danger drifted in the wind, sigunaling everything was clear

"Fiver!" It was BlackBerry, and he was running down the slope to greet him

"Oh! Hello Blackberry," Fiver said, he was still thinking about how strange bigwig had acted. BlackBerry had noticed.

"Fiver?"

"Yes? What is it?"

"You seem very out-of-it today

Author's note: That's it for the Clockwork story. I may revisit this idea in the future. here's hoping