Disclaimer: I do not own warriors. but i do own the OC cats. hi this is my first fanfiction story. The rating may go up. Please rate and review. If you see something i could improve on please let me know. Sorry it's not the longest.
My eyes shot open when I heard the attack. My heart pounded as i heard the pained yowls from outside. 'Please let Greystorm me ok. Please let her be ok!' i thought to myself. .I ran to the back of the nursery trying to hide from the enemy. Tears filled my eyes as i thought about what might happen. I hear the elders telling stories about a band of rouges that stole cats from clans and used them as slaves. I didn't want this to happen. Outside I could hear my mother fighting. "Don't you dare lay a claw on those kits!" she yowled from outside. " move a side or get killed." snarled a voice. I hear my mother cry out in pain then silence from her. "i told you." said the rouge.
I close my eyes hoping this would just disappear. For a second it did seem to. Until I felt sharp teeth on the back of my neck. "If you want to live shut up and don't move." I didn't dare move out of fear. The cat lifted me up and ran out of the camp. The scents told me i was in the forest. 'I'm not going to be a slave!' I thought to myself angrily
I squirmed as hard as I could to get away. The tom dropped me on the ground hard. Before i could get away I felt a blow to the head and everything went dark. Somewhere in my head i thought i heard a faint voice. "I'm sorry Swampkit..." I want to say it wasn't her fault but i couldn't. My dreams were filled with darkness and nightmares.
I woke up in complete darkness. All around me I could smell fear and pain. I didn't need take look to figure out i was in a den. It seemed to an old badger hole or something. "Are you ok little one?" Asked a she-cat next to me. "I – I think so." I said softly. For some reason her voice soothed me and made me feel safe.
"Where am I?" I asked not sure I wanted to know the answer. "You're in Snakeclan." She replied. "It's a horrible place where they keep she-cats as slaves." My eyes grew wide in fear. The she-cat picked that up and quickly changed the topic. "what's your name?" she asked trying to take my mind off of it. "Swampkit." I replied. My voice was shaking. "nice to meet you Swampkit. I'm Willow."
I was about to continue when things suddenly got quiet. "what's happening?" I asked half crying. I could hear someone coming closer the the entrance of the den. "Be quiet and don't say a word." said willow. Her voice was shaking with fear. "Willow get out here now!" Yowled a harsh voice from outside. "bye." said willow softly. "NOW!" yelled the voice again. My eyes tried to follow her in the darkness but failed.
She walked outside with her head low. Outside i heard her fighting with him. "Let the kit go. She's has no value." she begged him. "Don't talk to me slave!" he growled. There was thump, a yowled of pain then a dull thud. 'willow..' i thought myself not sure what happened...
What will happened to Willow and Swampkit? Who is this cruel cat? Why am i asking you these questions? R&R please! this is my first story that i threw together at night. Hope you like it!
