Me again! I'm writing this for my friend, Alex, who I nicknamed Eagleclaw because we are both Warriors fans. So, this is what I think would happen if he had grown up a kittypet(he is a human, so it makes sense) and becomes part of ThunderClan. This ThunderClan is set in the future, when Hollyleaf and Jayfeather are on their last days of life. I love them both, so they won't die soon, maybe. I might kill one off in a later chapter, but I love them too much. If I make a seguel like I think i will, they will be dead. Will post allegiances later.

I don't own Warriors. Neither does my friend, though we would both love to I'm sure.

"Alex!" A hiss and a hard bat followed the distressful cry. The brown tom, the victim, blinked sleepy eyes at his attacker.

"What do you want Patch?" He asked with a exhausted sigh. This wasn't the first time he had the dream. It had occurred twice before, always the same; him running with five other cats, none of which he knew, into a twoleg building. There, meows of cats would rise and wail, until he and the other cats would be captured then killed. He shivered just thinking about it.

"You kicked me. Again." Patch mewed plainly. Alex sighed. He loved Patch, after all, she was his sister, but she was easily annoyed. It was bad enough he hadn't gotten sleep the past three days, now she was complaining.

"Sorry. I'm going out. Want some fresh air." He mewed, padding out the door. A pale brown she-cat was sitting on the wall, talking to someone on the other side. Alex joined her, his fur bristling as he saw the cats.

"Clans?" Dusty asked. Below, a small ginger tabby she-cat with brilliant blue eyes and a younger ginger she-cat stared up at the young brown she-cat.

"Yes. There are four of us around the lake; ThunderClan, WindClan, ShadowClan and RiverClan. Alex tilted his head.

"How many are in one of these Clans? I can't imagine all those cats living together peacefully! I can barely stand these two." Alex teased, flicking his tail across Dusty's flank. She hissed playfully and batted his ear gently, causing him to fall, almost on top of the young ginger she-cat. She pounced on him, rolling around. Alex hissed and fought back, charging as he was flung from her. He had her pinned down, batting at her hard in the belly with his paws before the small cat pinned him down. He wriggled, almost being free, but she tightened her grip.

"Calm down, both of you! Firepaw, there was no reason to attack him like that." She hissed, refusing to release Alex.

"He scared me, and was trespassing!" The ginger she-cat, who was cleaning herself a few tail lengths away, hissed to herself bitterly.

"It isn't trespassing if it is on accident." The older cat mewed. Dusty's tail flicked apologetically.

"Sorry Alex!" She called down. Firepaw's eyes darted to one and the other. Suddenly, three cats broke out of the bushes with a hiss. As they saw Alex pinned down, they looked to the older cat.

"We heard fighting, Littlestar. Is everyone okay?" A dark gray tom mewed respectfully. At his side, a ginger tabby tom watched with interest.

"Kittypet trespasser?" He asked. He was young, but older then Alex's attacker.

"No. He fell by accident and Firepaw attacked him." She mewed, finally releasing Alex. He jumped quickly back up to his sister. "I had to pull him off of her." She added.

"Firepaw, I thought I taught you better then to loose to a kittypet, let alone attack someone for no reason." The third cat, a pale calico, mewed gently with a sigh.

"It is only my first moon of training." She mewed as if embarrassed. The calico shook her head crossly.

"I never said she didn't fight well." The older ginger she-cat, who Alex guessed was Littlestar, murmured. The cats around her seemed to have to listen hard to hear her, but Alex heard her loud and clear. Firepaw seemed to as well, for she lifted her head with pride.

"Hear that, Kittypet? I fight well!" She mewed, glaring at Alex. He let out a hiss and ruffled his fur.

"How old are you?" Littlestar asked.

"Turned six moons today." Dusty boasted. Littlestar purred in amusement as Firepaw rolled her eyes.

"Big deal." She growled. "It isn't like they get to become apprentices like us." She growled. The young tom padded over to her.

"You are just mad you lost to a younger kittypet." He mewed playfully.

"Tigerpaw! We are heading back to camp." The gray tom mewed.

"Firepaw, why don't you go back with me." The calico added. Littlestar nodded her agreement before Firepaw followed with her head and tail drooping. She rose her tail and turned to Alex, angry.

"See you later, Kittypet!" She hissed before bounding after the others. Littlestar rolled her eyes and turned to Alex.

"I have never seen a kittypet like you fight that well before." She mewed, a hint of surprise in her voice. Alex twitched his ear. Why was he getting praised by a cat he had never met before?

"Thank you." He mewed. Dusty flicked her tail across his flank.

"I'm going inside. I'm starving!" She mewed, jumping down. Alex nodded and watched her leave before turning back to Littlestar. She was looking him over, her gaze friendly and inquisitive.

"How would you like to join ThunderClan?" She mewed. Alex perked his ears in surprise. Join this ThunderClan? He had never even heard of it before today! "It isn't an easy life, and we are constantly fighting for food and territory, but I think you are made out to be a warrior." She warned.

"It wouldn't be as boring as my life is now. This is the most excitement I've had since I was born." He mewed. Littlestar purred in amusement.

"I'll take that as a yes. I will give you a night to say goodbye to your friends." With that, Littlestar disappeared behind her Clanmates. Alex watched her leave. I had never even heard of the Clans, and now I am going to be a part of one. I hope this goes well. He thought as he jumped down and back into the garden. He slipped back inside to see his sisters sharing some pellets.

"Did those cats leave?" Dusty asked. Alex nodded but said nothing about joining ThunderClan. Instead, he padded to his bed and closed his eyes.