A/N: Hello! If you read Half-Clan heroes and wants more, then understand that it is on stop mode for a while. I ran out of ideas and is doing this project I might say to inspire me! Of course, I will end it finishing it(one day). Sadly, that day might not be for a while. In this story, the clans have gotten the belief toms are better and she-cats are worthless. So, the main charcetr, Icekit, works to free the clans from this strange belief. I was sleeping one day and I thought what if the clans thought toms were better? Wouldn't it be fun to write about the she-cat revolusion?! Then my (free)subsciption to Word was over (normal people say trial) and I discover a magical thing called WordPad! Yay! Internet was off so I couldn't read the last chapter of Half-Clan Heroes and decided to start this story! Why do I want to do such long Author Notes? Here is full summery:

The clans have created the strange belief that toms are best. Icekit is borned into being a slave and a revolusion is on the verge. Icekit is told she is the only one who can save the clans from being detsroyed by the She-Warriors, a group of ruthless she-cats only bent on getting revenge and torturing the toms. But Icekit is having a dilemia, who is right? The She-Warriors or the StarClan who always lied to the clans?

Yes, StarClan did lie. A lot. Anywho, I now present you my story, A Darker History Then a Dark Past...

Light shone from above. Shadows loomed overhead. Thunder growled above as rain plastered the cats fur. Their shinning eyes were sad and they wore grim expressions. Paw step after paw step trudged forward like pirsoners walking to their death. Tails held low and heavy as if the cats had no strengh left to hold them up. A tall gray she-cat was in frount. Her long fur was hanging down. Unlike the rest, her chin was up as she lead the others. The she-cat turned and looked at a tom with sharp green eyes. "The gathering did not go well" she spoke, breaking the silence like breaking ice. "I think we all know that!" he hissed in reply. The gray she-cat kept calm, "Threshtail, we have to admit it. Keeping it silent like this will only make it worse. Grim faces and drooping tails will make our happy news vanish." Threshtail looked at her. "You are such a wise leader, Spottedstar," Threshtail sighed. "Only if I have wisdom to be a great leader when you shall die." Spottedstar smiled, "If we are lucky, then it won't happen for a while!" Threshtail unsheathed his claws. They shone brightly in the dark of the night, like the eyes of him and the others. Threshtail signled for the others to stop abrutly. "I guess we aren't then?" Threshtail meowed. He leaped at Spottedstar. She dodged and leaped on his back. "What are you doing?!" Spottedstar snarled. "What should of been done a long time ago!" He replied back, growling like a wolf. Threshtail snapped at Spottedstar's neck and dug his long claws into her stomach. Spottedstar leaped up and swatted his head. Threshtail yowled and cut a thin bloody line from her head to toe. Blood dripped like a river and Spottedstar fell in midair. She tried to yowl, but her voice was cut off. A pool of blood quickly formed around the dead she-cat and she struggled then stoped, nine times. The cats behind her gasped. "The oh so great Spottedstar is dead! RiverClan is free from her horrid rule!" He yowled at the top of his lungs. Cries of odd rejoice sounded from RiverClan and Thrushtail smiled. He went over to a small black tom with a spotted white pelt. "One down, all we have left is Sunstar. Scarstar is securly leader and I doubt any tom will question my leadership" Thrushtail meowed. A white she-cat with amber eyes stepped forward. "If I am correct, the deputy is the next leader. And, if I remeber correctly, I am the deputy." she meowed sharply. "Lilyblaze-" Threshtail started. "No. I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that and we will move on. I will also pretend I didn't see anything before this because I have to quickly move on to camp. My daughter is kitting and I have to prepare for my journy to Moonpool. Any funny buisness and I will punish you." Lilyblaze meowed securly. She hovered over him. "How?" Threshtail replied tartly. "Let's say exiled?" Lilyblaze hissed, "Now move on!" Lilyblaze watched as Threshtail entered camp. She quickly ran like a trout swimming towards the nursry. "Amberflower!" She called. A weak light red she-cat looked up. "Mom! I had three kits. I was waiting for you, Dad, and Stonefish to come." Amberflower smiled. As she said that, a gray tom and a red tom ran in. Lilyblaze quickkly greeted them, "Firefall!" She nuzzled her mate and turned to the gray fish, "Hello Stonefish." She meowed. "I want to name this one Stormkit." Amberflower broke out. She was pointing to the mottled dark gray she-cat. "This one should be Poppykit" replied Stonefish, pointing to a really light red she-cat. "And this should be Icekit" purred Lilyblaze and Firefall, pointing to a icey white she-cat. Lilyblaze quickly informed them with the grim gathering, then the murder coming home. She finished with, "I've got to gather the clan. Pick deputy." Stonefish and Firefall exited, and Lilyblaze started after them. "Mom!" Amberflower called. Lilyblaze turned, "Yes?" "Who is your choice?" Amberflower questioned. "Firefall" Lilyblaze quickly shot out. "Choose wisely. If leader chooses unwisely, diaster will always follow after." Amberflower warned. "Are you saying your father would be a bad deputy?" "No, but you are choosing with your heart, not your mind. You are putting love before logic. Think before poisening RiverClan without knowing it. Spottedstar had to think about that and because of her choose, we aren't being led by a murderer like Threshtail" Amberflower added, twitching her whiskers. "Amberflower, if Threshtail kills me-" "Are you saying that Threshtail would try to kill you?!" She cut in, gasping. "I always have to be prepared. If he does, take your kits to ThunderClan. We may not be allies most of the time, but it might be the only clan we can trust" Lilyblaze turned and walked out. RiverClan was already gathered. They sat, looking like a school of fish. Lilyblaze leaped up, to look down at her clan. "RiverClan! We have had issues and now I must fix them. Spottedstar is dead and she has a killer in this crowd. Threshtail! You are exiled from RiverClan for killing our old leader, Spottedstar!" Lilyblaze paused a moment, letting it sink.

I have two choices: Stonefish or Yellowridge. Stonefish is quick to judge and a bit to cocky. But Yellowridge doesn't know when to fight and when to talk. Yellowridge is a better choice but more cats like Stonefish. Wait, think with your brain not your heart. I can't poisen RiverClan by choosing Stonefish!

"May StarClan hear these words and accept them, Yellowridge is deputy!" Lilyblaze finished. Yellowridge stepped up. "Go Yellowridge!" his current apprentice, Jaypaw cheered. "Congradulations," Stonefish meowed. "I probably didn't even have a chance." "Well, do you accept?" Lilyblaze smiled as she asked. "Yes, I do with all my heart" Yellowridge meowed loudly. With all the cheering going on, no one noticed the ex-RiverClan warrior, Threshtail, exit the camp. "Only in time, Lilyblaze. Only in time" He snarled silently as he ran into WindClan territory...

A/N: Loved it? Hated? You want to kill me like Threshtail killed Spottedstar?(I hope not). WordPad(sadly) does not have spellcheck. So most of the grammer is skill. Most sentsances weree k=lieke this=====(Most sentences were like this). Yes, the grammer was that bad(yes tthe grMmre and apekllign wad this bad). Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my story and have a wonderful life! Well, unless your evil. I hope evil people, like Hitler, have horrible lives and die painful, slow deaths. Don't ask. Until next time... what was I going to say? Whatever. Peace! SnowStorm out!

3, SnowStorm