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Warriors: Rogues Return

Prologue
The kit was shivering from the terrible, freezing, wind brought in from leaf-bare. Kitting in this season is hard for a rogue cat. “One kit.” meowed the excited she-cat. Her green eyes were gleaming with excitement. It was obvious that it was her first litter. “Wait,” a grey tom emerged from the bushes “how long can we keep him a secret? They will find out eventually.”
He knew that the kit couldn't be hidden forever. “My clan is already suspecting something is up with me because I'm always out of camp!” The tom was always so cautious about everything. Suddenly, the she-cat heard pawsteps coming closer. “A Shadowclan patrol! Hide!” growled the grey tom. Quickly, the she-cat picked up the kit and started running. She tripped on a sharp rock and fell over, bleeding. The kit understood what was happening. He ran and called out to his mother, “Mama, please, come with me!” The poor she-cat tried getting up, but it was no use. Her bleeding pads and sides held her down. The Shadowclan patrol was getting closer. The tom stared in disbelief. He wanted to help, but if the Shadowclan patrol found him helping rogues, he would become one himself. Once the Shadowclan patrol found the she-cat, they finished the job. The kit knew he couldn't do anything, so he just ran farther and farther. “Mama no!” the kit cried out, the she-cat was in Starclan now.
Chapter 1
Blazeskin was awoken by his leader's call. “Let all cats old enough to climb trees join by the highrock for a clan meeting!” Blazeskin has been in Treeclan for 20 moons now. He got up and walked over to the highrock. Gingerstar, Treeclan's leader, slowly walked up to the top of the highrock. She meowed to Halfclaw, the Treeclan medicine cat. “Tell them what you have seen.” Halfclaw walked up the highrock quickly. He seemed very afraid. “Starclan has shared dreams with me!” Blazeskin was already excited. Halfclaw continued speaking. “They have shown me the future! A cat will betray us on this day!” The crowd of frightened cats gasped. “It is the one with no fur!” Halfclaw laughed. Everyone made fun of Blazeskin for not having any fur. The only reason Gingerstar hasn't taken away Halfclaw's duties as a medicine cat is because she is the only one who memorized all the herbs. Halfclaw has always been full of pranks. *I hope we find a new med-cat.* Blazeskin meowed, silently in his head. One time Halfclaw said that the reason he has no fur is that he has a cold heart. The only people who appreciate Blazeskin are Gingerstar, the clan deputy, Greyfrost, and Blazeskin's mate, Smallfang. After the laughing died down, Blazeskin looked up to see Gingerstar hissing at Halfclaw. It was a weird clan.
Chapter 2
It was 4 days after the prank that Halfclaw did, but everyone still remembered it like it was yesterday. Leaf-bare was coming and Blazeskin was never prepared. Smallfang scented Oceanclan near the hunting area. Blazeskin always has a lot of problems…
“Rogues! Rogues!” Greyfrost ran into the camp, panting. His sides were bleeding. “Go and see Halfclaw!” called Gingerstar. “S-S-Scar.” Blazeskin heard Gingerstar whisper. “Who's that?” Blazeskin asked, curious. “Nobody.” Gingerstar quickly replied. A bunch of cats came running into camp. “Rogues!” they all yelled. “All of you, go see Halfclaw! The rest of you guard the camp!” Gingerstar was giving orders as quick as she could. “I can guard the nursery.” meowed Blazeskin. “Go. Quick.” Gingerstar replied. He ran to the nursery door. When he walked inside, nobody was there. “Blazeskin were over here!” Blazeskin turned his head. It was Smallfang. “We've decided it would be safer if we were all in the same space. So we all crammed into the elder's den!” “Ow! you're on my paw!” growled Brokenface. “Oh,” Blazeskin replied, with a worried look on his face. Sometimes Smallfang wasn't the brightest.
Chapter 3
Blazeskin went over to Gingerstar. “Is everything alright?” asked Blazeskin. “Halfclaw said the cats will recover, everyone is safe in the elder's den, and no rogues have gotten anywhere near our camp,” replied Gingerstar. “But it's better to be safe than sorry.” Blazeskin finished for her. “You know, for someone who has been a warrior for such a short time, you know a lot about me.” Gingerstar was impressed. “G-Gingerstar, I heard you say a cat's name earlier. I was wanting to ask you who-” Blazeskin was cut off by a rustle in the bushes. “Run.” Gingerstar meowed, more serious than ever.
Out of the bushes came an angry, huge, battle-scarred black tom. He first went for Gingerstar, digging his huge claws into her. “I'll help you!” Blazeskin growled, jumping onto the mysterious, black tom. The tom quickly rolled over and pinned Blazskin to the ground. Blazeskin squirmed and tried to wriggle away, but the massive feline was too heavy. Gingerstar ran into the tom, pushing him off of Blazeskin. The tom got up immediately and headed for the medicine den. “He is going to kill Halfclaw!” Blazeskin yelled. The two cats chased after the stranger, but it was too late. They found Halfclaw lying on the floor. “He is with Starclan now…” Gingerstar meowed, sadly.
Chapter 4
“L-let everyone old e-enough to climb trees join by the highrock for a clan meeting.” Gingerstar paused, trying to control her emotions, “Halfclaw is-” Smallfang cut her off. “Right over there!” Gingerstar was confused. “What?!” Halfclaw slowly walked into the clearing. “Hello,” Halfclaw growled. “But you're dead!” Gingerstar replied. “Scar killed you!” The crowd of confused cats all gasped. “Yes, he did, but I have 9 lives now.” Halfclaw meowed. “You're no leader.” Blazeskin was as confused as Gingerstar. “That's what you think. I am Halfstar, leader of Stormclan!” He growled to all the cats in the camp. “Stormclan, attack!” Angry, Stormclan cats came flowing into the clearing. A grey she-cat jumped on top of Blazeskin, hissing, and spitting. Her claws were strangely large, almost as if they weren't hers. Blazeskin tried to escape her paws, but he was tired from the battle against ‘Scar’. The she-cat took a swipe at Blazeskin's face, but he turned his head away. That is exactly what the cat wanted him to do because she took her other paw to take a swipe right at Blazeskin's head. Blazeskin fainted.
Chapter 5
“W-Where am I?” Blazeskin woke up somewhere he didn't know. He saw a strange figure coming toward him. It was a small black tom with claws that Blazeskin recognized. Suddenly, he remembered the grey she-cat. “It's made of dog's teeth…” the black tom saw Blazeskin looking down at his paws. “W-Who are you?” Blazeskin asked. “Um, my name is Scourge.” the strange tom replied. Blazeskin looked around. “Where am I?” Blazeskin wanted to go home, he was scared. “Some say it's the Dark Forest, others say I'm in Starclan for they forgave me, which they didn't, I believe I am in some sort of ‘Bloodclan Heaven’.” Scourge replied. Blazeskin was uncomfortable and not having an answer made him even more afraid. “W-What is B-Bloodclan?” Blazeskin asked. “Look down.” Scourge answered. Blazeskin did. He saw nothing but complete darkness. Suddenly, below him, he saw a strange mess. “Woah.” Blazeskin felt as if he were about to fall into the weird area. “I created a clan down there.” Scourge meowed. “You never told me your name.” Blazeskin didn't feel comfortable about telling it to this strange tom. “My name is Blazeskin.” Scourge got up. “So you're the new Firestar?!” Scourge growled. Blazeskin was confused. “Who is Firestar?” Blazeskin asked. “Don't toy with me you furball!” Scourge hissed, jumping onto Blazeskin. “You're the one who killed me, now I'm gonna kill you!” Blazeskin woke up.
Chapter 6
“I've got you now!” Blazeskin thought he heard Scourge, but it was the grey Stormclan she-cat. *Dog's teeth?* Blazeskin thought. “Hey, where did you get those claws?” Blazeskin asked. “Huh? Oh, these?” the she-cat was mouse-brained. She brought up her paws to try and show Blazeskin. He escaped her grasp and jumped on her. The cat was startled. Blazeskin swiped at her back, swift and hard. The she-cat ran away, hissing and spitting at Blazeskin. He turned around looking for more cats to chase away, but it seemed as if his little dream took more time than he thought. All the Stormclan cats were gone except one. Halfstar. “This isn't the last you will see of Stormclan!” then Halfstar almost looked directly at Blazeskin and said, “Bloodclan will rise once more!” *Oh-no!* Blazeskin growled silently in his head. Halfstar dug a small hole in the ground. He put strange items onto his claws. *D-Dog's teeth.* Blazeskin knew exactly what it was. Halfstar ran right to Gingerstar. “Goodbye old friend.” Halfstar hissed. “Stop Halfclaw! This isn't you!” Gingerstar didn't want to hurt her old medicine cat. “I am Halfstar now!” she growled as she pounced on top of Gingerstar. Before Gingerstar could escape, Halfstar gave a swift blow to Gingerstar's belly.
Suddenly, Blazeskin had a vision of a dark brown, battle-scarred tom. Right next to him was a black tom with… dog teeth?! It was Scourge next to the brown tom! Scourge had the exact same dog teeth on his claws. He took his paw up in the same motion as Halfstar and gave the battle-scarred tom a swift blow. The tom died, nine times. *He must be a leader!* Blazeskin thought, remembering how leaders have nine lives. *Wait. GINGERSTAR!* Blazeskin yowled in his head.
Chapter 7
Blazeskin woke up, the same way he did from the Scourge dream. Gingerstar was lying on the grass, not moving. Halfstar was nowhere to be seen. All the cats were looking at Gingerstar's motionless body, devastated from seeing such a crucial loss. “Who will be the new leader?” Brokenface yowled. Everyone in the clearing turned and stared at Greyfrost. He remained silent, staring in shock at Gingerstar's body. “There is no way I can do this…” Greyfrost meowed. Greyfrost climbed up to the top of the highrock. “Let all cats… Oh, what's the point?” Greyfrost went on, “Gingerstar is g-gone, Stormclan is a major threat, and we lost quite a bit of our warriors. Anyone have anything else?” Greyfrost didn't know what to say. “Yes. Um, you need to appoint a deputy and a medicine cat.” Blazeskin yowled. “Oh, right.” Greyfrost wasn't sure who to choose, but he had some ideas. “I say these words before Starclan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. The new deputy of Treeclan is Smallfang.” Smallfang stared up at Greyfrost, surprised to be the one appointed deputy. “T-Thank you Greystar!” Greystar was as surprised as she was when she said ‘Greystar’. “What about the medicine cat?” Brokenface was getting impatient. “Yes, I, Greystar, leader of Treeclan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn.” Brokenface was confused. “This isn't about a medicine cat!” Greystar ignored him. “Applepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your Clan, even at the cost of your life?” Applepaw was Smallfang's apprentice. “I do.” Applepaw was caught off-guard by Greystar saying her name. “Then by the powers of Starclan, I give you your warrior name. Applepaw, from this moment on you, will be known as Applesong. StarClan honors your bravery, and we welcome you as a full warrior of Treeclan.” Applesong stared up at Greystar, amazed that she was going to be a warrior. Greystar wasn't finished though. “But, Applesong, I am going to have to switch you to a medicine cat.” Applesong was a little disappointed, but she was still proud that Greystar chose her to be the medicine cat. “I hope Starclan approves of my choice.” Greystar finished. “The clan meeting is over.”
Chapter 8
It had been 3 days since the Stormclan attack. Applesong had been learning more and more about herbs and such and was doing a great job being a medicine cat already. Greystar had already gone to the moonriver and Applesong was about to today. Smallfang was the same cat she ever was though. Blazeskin was glad that his mate had been made the deputy, but it felt like she forgot that he was even her mate. Blazeskin couldn't worry about that now though. Stormclan was growing stronger each day. Just the day before, he heard some news that cats were leaving their clans to join Stormclan. It seemed they were waiting for just the right moment to attack.
“Blazeskin, can you please take some freshkill to the elders?” Greystar asked Blazeskin. “Yes, Greystar,” Blazeskin replied. Blazeskin walked over to the freshkill pile to grab a mouse. He walked into the elder's den. Brokenface grabbed the mouse right out of Blazeskin's mouth. “Hey!” Blazeskin meowed. “I'm gonna share.” Brokenface replied. “You better Brokenface!” Blazeskin didn't recognize who said that. A black tom came out of some bushes. It was Ashfur. Blazeskin remembered once as an apprentice, he asked how old Ashfur was, but not a single cat remembered. “Brokenface, at least let me have a piece that's bigger than a mouse's tail this time,” Ashfur growled. For once Brokenface didn't reply and just let Ashfur have it. *That's odd.* Blazeskin thought. “I wouldn't dare fight an elder who killed many Shadowclan warriors in the past.” Brokenface murmured, loud enough for Blazeskin to hear. “What's Shadowclan?” Blazeskin asked. Both of the cats fell silent. “Brokenface. What did you tell Blazeskin?” Ashfur growled. “N-n-nothing! I promise!” Brokenface replied. Ashfur sat down. “Do you want me to tell you Blazeskin?” Ashfur calmed himself down. “Yes,” Blazeskin replied. “Please.”
Chapter 9
“It all began when I was just a kit, my rouge mother died from a Shadowclan patrol. My Shadowclan father couldn't stop them in time. I ran as far as my little legs could go until the patrol lost me.” Ashfur was interrupted by Blazeskin. “How do you remember this?” Ashfur looked at the ground, then back up to Blazeskin. “That is something for another day.” Ashfur replied. “I grew up in the forest as a rouge, but one day, I knew I was getting too old to take care of myself, and I decided to join a clan. Here I am now.” Ashfur finished. “Blazeskin, I'm not clanborn, and I used to be very vicious, but I've changed.” Ashfur wanted to make sure Blazeskin didn't tell anyone. “Let's keep this between you and me. Ok?” Blazeskin meowed, “Of course.” and padded off into the clearing.
Smallfang excitedly padded over to Blazeskin. “Hey, you're coming to the gathering tonight!” Smallfang meowed. “Ok.” After what Blazeskin heard, he was still trying to piece together what Ashfur told him.
By the time Blazeskin was done hunting, it was time for the gathering. He put all of his freshkill onto the pile and followed the others toward highcliffs. When Treeclan got there, they were the last clan to come. Greystar climbed up on the Starrock with the other leaders, Leafstar, the Oceanclan leader, Fluffstar, the Blazeclan leader, Whitestar, the Shiverclan leader, and Poppystar, the Darkclan leader. Fluffstar pushed her way to the front of the Starrock and whispered to the other leaders, “I'm going to talk first.” When Fluffstar made her way to the front of all the leaders, she meowed. “Stormclan! They think that they can come into our territory and steal our cats by making them look like a great ‘clan’.” All of the cats in the crowd gasped, especially Treeclan.
Chapter 10
The crowd of cats started fighting each other, but it wasn't the crowd from the gathering. It was cats with unfamiliar scents. He noticed Scourge out of the crowd. He saw him swipe at an orange pelted cat. He hit the cat, but the cat just got up and killed Scourge like nothing happened. “You killed me, now I'm gonna kill you!” Blazeskin remembered Scourge say. He also remembered him say something about a Firestar. Does that mean that the cat with an orange pelt was Firestar? Why did Firestar look so young if he was a leader? Why would Scourge be in a battle with the other cats? Why didn't Blazeskin recognize the location they were battling at? Blazeskin had so many questions.
He woke up in the medicine den with Applesong asking him, “Blazeskin, Blazeskin, are you alright?” She seemed really worried. “Yeah, I'm fine,” Blazeskin replied. “You fainted during the gathering and Greystar had to bring you back to camp.” Applesong meowed. “I-I did?” Blazeskin wondered how much he missed. Applesong nodded.
He heard strange noises outside of the medicine den. He and Applesong padded out into the clearing. A black figure was in front of them with Halfstar. Blazeskin and Applesong exchanged glances. “Scar and Halfstar.” They whispered to each other. The battle had begun.

THERE'S A BOOK?

Wow, you didn't have to bring it this far!

fluf46 wrote:

Wow, you didn't have to bring it this far!

I've been working on this for a while, but never put it into a project.

AWESOME!!!!!