A/N: Every fanfiction requires the reader to have some assumptions, so here you go. This is set after the Last Hope, but diverges from canon before Dovewing's Silence (e.g. everyone still has their powers). It's also set sometime during 358/2 Days, haven't quite decided when.
Second: This is essentially a glorified draft. When I finish it, I will be taking it down to do some serious editing, moving things around, etc. and reuploading when I've created a product I'm proud of. Until then, your reviews are crucial. If you're a good reviewer, at least.
Finally: this is fanfiction. Which means I have complete control over what happens whether it is consistent with canon or not. I will be deleting any reviews that complain about my story not following the rules of either the Warriors or Kingdom Hearts universes. Do not assume that because it is fanfiction that all lore still applies.
Let the fun begin. (end A/N)
The cool, crisp air of the leaf-fall night filled the medicine den. Jayfeather was sound asleep, having spent most of the day gathering herbs to store for the cold season. Skypaw had offered help, but Jayfeather had her remain in camp to deal with any minor injuries that may come up.
She quietly rose from her nest, careful not to wake him. She slipped through the medicine den and out into the camp.
It was a quiet night. There was often activity at every time of day, but the post-Gathering night was always subdued as cats caught up on their rest. The perfect time to sneak away, Skypaw thought. She padded toward the thorn tunnel. It was both an advantage and disadvantage that the camp was so secure. One way in, one way out.
Thornclaw stood guard outside. "Sleep," Skypaw hissed quietly. Thornclaw's head dropped to his chest, his eyes closed, giving her just enough room to slip by. Her claws tingled with magic, something she hadn't used in a long time.
The forest hummed with silence, giving Skypaw a headache. I need to get out of here. She traveled up behind the hollow, toward the outer edge of the territory. She crossed the unofficial ThunderClan border and headed deeper into the unknown. The wind picked up, providing some noise for her to focus on. She didn't know where exactly she was heading, just that she'd know it when she found it.
Eventually the forest opened into a small clearing, just enough room to summon the portal. She looked back toward ThunderClan, wondering if she'd come far enough away. I'll come back soon, she thought. Hopefully.
She summoned the dark energy from deep inside her body, channeling it out through her front paws. Darkness seeped into the ground, and as she raised a paw, the darkness followed, creating a tall vortex of purple flame. When the flames opened into the portal, she jumped through.
As soon as she landed in the Corridor of Darkness, she felt the magic begin to work on her body. It wasn't painful, but she never quite got used to it, no matter how many worlds she went to. She lay on the floor as her limbs lengthened, her fur disappearing into her skin. She felt stretched, and the pins and needles in her feet and hands was never comfortable. Eventually her human form lay on the ground of the Corridor, and she slowly stood up.
She took a few steps to get used to her two legs again, then walked away from the portal that had just closed behind her. She imagined her destination, one she'd called up many times over the years. The Castle… my computer room. She started to call the portal when a voice behind her made her jump.
"Skypaw?"
She whirled around, a fire spell broiling in her hands on instinct. She kept it at the ready as she stood facing the stranger. He was tall and muscular, though pale. His golden hair fell to his shoulders, and was incredibly thick and bushy. But it was his eyes that pulled her fire spell down, and relaxed her threatening posture. Eyes that she'd learned to trust. Bright amber eyes that could never occur naturally in someone who had been born human.
"Lionblaze?"