Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or the Warriors series.

This takes place between The New Prophecy and the Power of Three.

Blasting Off...to ThunderClan!

Prologue

Author's Note: You may notice that I have not put in Meowth's "accent". That is because he would sound normal to any other cat, being that he is one. :) Also, once Firestar names Meowth Sunpaw, that is how his name appears in the story. Sunpaw= Meowth.

"Pikachu! Thundershock, now!"

These words are the words most uttered by Ash Ketchum when facing a foe. Thundershock seemed now like Pikachu's signature move. Pikachu, was, of course, a Pikachu (because Mr. Ketchum is all so VERY creative...), and a very strong one at that. Almost godly, to a certain trio.

I'm sure you know that trio well.

James yelped jumped out of the way, grabbing Jessie's hand as the balloon exploded for the millionth time. James found himself holding onto his feminine friend for dear life. When he opened his eyes a few hundred miles away, he would discover Meowth was not lying on the grass beside him.

Meowth had been on the other side of the balloon when it exploded, and therefore he had blasted off in the other direction. He tumbed around in the air, screaming James and Jessie's names, but he knew that he had been blown too far for them to hear.

He was alone.

:::

The next thing he remembered was waking up and seeing nothng but glinting amber. Am I in hell? Fire's amber, isn't it? At least, somewhat, I think... Meowth worried.

"He's awake," someone said. Meowth could tell it was a male.

"It's about time," a female snorted. "What shall we do with him?"

"I think we sould report to Firestar," the male replied.

Firestar! Wasn't that the name of the ThunderClan leader in the Warriors books James read to him sometimes?

"I'll do it," another male volunteered.

The first male raised his head and nodded. "Very well, Cloudtail, you can go report to Firestar. Squirrelflight and I will stay here and guard him."

Meowth instantly recongnied the tabby standing over him. Brambleclaw? The ThunderClan deputy?! He nearly whooped in delight. They were real! Brambleclaw was indeed muscular and striped- yes, just like how Meowth had imagined him. Erin Hunter sure was a vivid storyteller.

Brambleclaw glared at him. "You reek of Twolegs," he snarled. "What are you doing here?"

"I honestly don't know how I got here, Bramblecl-" Meowth started.

"HE KNOWS YOUR NAME!!" Squirrelflight hissed. "How?"

Meowth knew he shouldn't answer that one. He stayed silent, until the point where Cloudtail burst though the bush with Firestar behind him. Firestar was even more glorious than Meowth had pictured him. His pelt did look like fire in the light of the dawn, and his eyes were even more spectacular than James' green eyes. (Even Meowth had to admit it was pretty hard to beat James in a "Who Has Prettier Green Eyes" contest.) Firestar looked at Meowth. "What is your name?" he asked.

Meowth jumped up on all fours (he felt awkward doing it- he hadn't done it in a while.). "Meowth. My name is Me-"

"Kittypet! Kittypet name!" Cloudtail yowled, leaping on Meowth and pinning him down. "You'll harm the Clan!"

Meowth yelped and batted Cloudtail's belly with his hindpaws like he had read in the books. Cloudtail was amazed Meowth knew the warrior moves and stopped for a moment, pondering what to do. Meowth took this to his advantage and rolled over, putting his yellow paw on Cloudtail's throat.

"Stop fighting!" Firestar ordered.

Meowth hopped off of Cloudtail and felt the skin beneath his fur turn red when he saw everyone looking at him in disbelief. His eyes shifted left and right. "Just uh... defending myself..." he muttered.

Brambleclaw looked genuinely amazed. "You're quite strong, for a kittypet. You could be the next Firestar!" he half-joked.

Squirellflight snorted. "Not in his life, mousebrain."

Meowth laughed a bit. "I wouldn't match up to Firestar any day, Brambleclaw. Sheesh. That would be the day..."

"Brambleclaw, I think we might accept this outsider. What do you think?" Firestar asked.

"He smells of Twolegs. He may be a kittype-" he cut himself off when Cloudtail shot him a warning glance. Cloudtail was very sensitive about his kittypet heratige- when Firestar's sister, Princess, had her litter, she gave Firestar the first-born, whom was later named Cloudtail. "Uhmm... sure thing, Firestar. He seems like he would make a fine warrior someday- I mean, he took Cloudtail down in a few seconds." ("He was just lucky..." muttered Cloudtail.) He looked Meowth over. "But what is a Meowth? Meowthpaw? I don't think so."

I'm going to be an apprentice!? Meowth's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Firestar examined Meowth closely. "Hm..." he muttered a few things Meowth couldn't catch, then said finally, "I think I have a suitable name for him. Come, all of you. It is time to address the Clan."

:::

As Meowth walked into the camp, he noticed that almost everyone's head snapped towards him, all the cats glaring with icy hatred. It seemed even Jessie wasn't capable of such hatred of another, and that, Meowth thought, was hard to top. He felt nervous as he went up onto Highledge as Firestar yowled, "Let all cats old enough to catch prey gather beneath Highledge for a Clan meeting!"

Meowth looked around and recongnized Leafpool, Squirrelflight's sister and medicine cat of the Clan. She stared at him oddly.

"The dawn patrol has found something... interesting," Firestar meowed loudly. "I have decided to let an outsider into the Clan."

Sharp yowls of protest were heard even before Firestar finished his sentence. "Outsider?" "Which Clan is it in?" "What if it's a spy?"

"SILENCE!!" Firestar yowled, and all the Clan fell silent. "He calls himself 'Meowth'. I'm not sure what that means, so I shall give him a new name. And he is staying, whatever you may think."

Meowth saw Mousefur glare at Firestar.

"From now on, Meowth shall be known as Sunpaw in honour of his pelt and... head-thing, shining and golden as the sun. Squirrelflight shall be his mentor."

"WHAT??" Squirrelflight shrieked. "ME?"

"Yes, you," Firestar said, his green gaze digging into his daughter. "The training shall begin tomorrow. Brambleclaw, maybe you can show him around the camp. And," Firestar added, "I know, he does smell of Twolegs, but before you make any accusations, remember what I once was." He paused. "Sunpaw, you look a bit irregular, no offence. Does that mean you have any sort of... special ability?"

Sunpaw thought for a moment. "Well..." he began, then he knew what he could do. "I can talk to Twolegs."

Sunpaw thought Squrrelflight's eyes would pop out of her head onto the ground. "WHAT?? WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHHHAATTT!!?? Talking to Twolegs? That's... impossible!"

"Not for me," Sunpaw stated proudly. "I can talk to them. I'm actually friends with a couple of Twolegs... one of them is harmless and the other... uh... she loves cats," he chuckled nervously, knowing Jessie would crush the whole camp. She thought the Warrior books were "silly distractions". "They'll distract you from Pikachu and the real world," she always said.

That was why James only read them to him when Jessie was gone.

"Harmless, my tail!" Mousefur snorted.

"You've never even met James!" Sunpaw yelled, jumping to his friend's defence.

"James?"

"That's his name."

"...No, it can't be. What does James mean? Do you mean Jay? As in Jaytail?" Squirrelflight asked.

"No," Sunpaw said. "It's just a name. The girl's name is Jessie."

His mentor blinked. "...Okay... and the name Jessie doesn't mean anything either?" She was quite puzzled- didn't names always have to mean something? Mouse-brained Twolegs!

"No."

Brambleclaw, meanwhile, was getting a bit bored. "Come, Sunpaw. I'll show you around," he said.

Apparently, the meeting was over.