Warrior cats meet World of Warcraft
A/n: First Fanfic so don't be cruel! Constructive criticism! I'm hyper -twitches- Can you tell?
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors or World of Warcraft, Erin Hunter and Blizzard do. -sobs heartbrokenly-
Day 1:
The Beginning of the Destruction of the World!
Firestar sat in his den, staring up at the cave ceiling. It was the most boring day in the history of the world, and it wasn't even close to sun high. Leafpool had gone on vacation to the sun drown place with Jaypaw and the other medicine cats for a few moons, which meant that he had no one to give him therapy or remember to give him his medicine. He sighed again, swatting at a fly as it buzzed through the air. The last time he had forgotten to take his medicine, he had installed twoleg computers in every den so that he could email every one when it was time for a clan meeting. Less effort. They hadn't used the computers since.
Firestar racked his brain, trying to think of fun ideas for things to do for the next few moons to take his mind off of his loneliness and angst. Then, the small imaginary gears in his head started to spin into action, and he thought of the most smarticle idea since chocolate. He would do something leaderly! Yeah! He would… he would make a new rule! But what rule would he make…
Brambleclaw cautiously walked into Firestar's den, noting with alarm the insane look in his eyes.
"Um, Firestar, I was wandering who we should bring to the gathering in a few days…"
Firestar looked him up and down critically, realizing for the first time, that Brambleclaw was bigger than him. That's not right, he thought, I am supreme leader for life, I should own these pathetic tools in every aspect, physical and mental!
"THAT'S IT!" He cried happily, finally finding the answer to his predicament, and scaring Brambleclaw out of his fur. Firestar walked to the highledge and called for a clan meeting.
The cats gathered in the clearing reluctantly, groaning inwardly when they realized that Firestar hadn't had his medicine.
"It has come to my attention," he began, "That some of you are bigger than me." He looked at Brambleclaw pointedly.
"I will not stand for this! Therefore, from this day forward, you will all crouch when you are in my presence!" Firestar smiled to himself, feeling truly proud, and walked back into his den, drawing the meeting to an end, and ignoring the sour muttering of his clan.
Cloudtail was worried. He ran into the Medicine cat den as soon as the meeting was over, and found Brightheart, who was filling in for Leafpool.
"Well hello there Cloudtail, what can I do for you?" She asked sweetly.
Before Cloudtail could speak, her smile turned to a frown.
"DON'T JUST STAND THERE! YOU'RE WASTING MY TIME!" Cloudtail shrank back from his bipolar mate in fear.
"It's Firestar, he hasn't taken his medicine!"
The situation changed in an instant.
"Fox dung." Brightheart spat. She walked over to a large glass case on the wall that was labeled 'For emergencies only!' She busted the glass with a small red hammer and pulled a very large tranquilizer gun out of the shattered case.
"This won't take long!" She said in a cheery voice, and skipped out of the den merrily.
Cloudtail shrugged. Poor, poor Firestar. He wandered aimlessly around, and then gazed curiously at Leafpool's den. No one had ever been in her den before. Finally, curiosity over came him. He heard a loud battle cry from Brightheart, indicating that she had Firestar in her sight. Casually, Cloudtail walked into Leafpool's den.
He got about four paces before his forepaw hit something small. From an unseen crack in the ceiling, a single beam of light shined down, and the angels sang out in an immaculate chorus, to reveal a copy of World of Warcraft!
Cloudtail looked around in amazement, wondering where the strange voices were coming from, and then, moving his attention to a more important matter, picked up the sacred game and carried it out into the clearing, just in time to witness Brightheart corner Firestar, and hit him in the forehead with a wicked long needle. Again, poor, poor Firestar. He fell to the ground with a thump.
The clan cheered, and Brightheart looked up at them angrily.
"What are you all looking at?" She demanded, before storming off to the medicine cat den.
Cloudtail dropped his precious cargo in the center of the camp, and yowled loudly, "Hey, look what I found!"
The clan, hyper from the eventful morning, saw the new game, and pounced on Cloudtail in a frenzy of unsheathed claws and teeth, each trying to be the first to look upon the game's wondrous awesomeness. When they had gone, Cloudtail dragged his mangled self to the Medicine cat's den miserably.
And that, my dear readers, is how Thunderclan found the sacred World of Warcraft. The cats quickly installed it on the computers left over from Firestar's last crazy spree, and took to it like a kid to chocolate. But come on, how bad could it be?
Yay! Let the destruction of the world begin! –Laughs evilly and twitches- R&R or you no get chocolate milk! I might continue, but I might not if not enough people like it.