Hai! This is my first fanfiction, and I hope my idea for the fanfiction is at least decent. Please R&R, and comment on if the story is good, or not! I would love some criticism!

Also, I'm using Notepad. So, no fancy stuff. Sorry. D:

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.

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I should have died that day.

He never should have taken my place up in the heavens. His lust for me wasn't missed- he thought of me every day his life continued on. Even if we were separated, he thought of me, and those thoughts lead him to the places I hid. We were always connected, in a sense, and I knew it despite my attempts at separation from him.

"You will die," I had told him, "if you keep following me."

My amber eyes had glittered, serious, staring emotionless at him as he chuckled. I knew he wouldn't take me seriously, he was too much of a dreamer to understand the very thought of serious.

Then he spoke; "Lies, pure, white lies. I will keep on following you, my treasure, and I will protect you from the enemies of stalk you too, like I myself stalk you."

"You will suffer then, stranger."

The enemies he spoke of certainly did stalk me. They had followed me many miles from their homeland, and wouldn't cease until their paws were wrapped around my throat.

Yet, as I had told him; suffer he would, and suffer he did.

The enemies had tried to kill me, and instead they killed him.

I ran after that.

I ran from my enemies, my dead protector, myself.

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Gah! Sorry. There was a few mistakes here and there. Fixed, now.