Hey everybody! This is my first Fan-Fic so it might not be great! All the cats won't be revealed until the third or fourth chapter, but feel free to sponsor the Thunderclan cats right away! Any cat can have unlimited sponsors and you can sponsor all cats if you like. You can send in a gift to that cat if you want to, but only if you ask to in a review. I will also post updates at the end of each chapter about how each cat is doing. I will also post trivia questions at the end of every three chapters, and the first to answer correctly can make suggestions for the story or for a new story. I will also answer questions and consider any free suggestions. Now, Chapter 1 of The Warrior Games!

I do not own Warriors or Hunger Games!

~Icestorm


Chapter 1 - A Probable Death Sentence

Sunfeather sat up in the warriors' den. Only one cat, Honeyfall, remained with her. Nudging her, the golden dappled cat left waiting for her friend to follow. Sunfeather was named after her golden coat that was flecked with darker gold, and her taunting amber eyes.

Outside waited the clan, looking scornfully up at a large grey tom. "Well, you are each given a piece of bark to scratch your own different symbol that will be used to identified who will be in the games," Thistleclaw mewed.

Sunfeather gazed down at the strip of brown tree in front of her. Fury built inside of her. She was a strong fighter, that was cunning and brave, and she was very clever and easily overpowered her enemies.

"But before you begin, I have an announcement. Apprentices and medicine cats are now eligible in the games." The Dark Forest tom snickered while a shocked gasp sounded through the crowd. "We have also found five groups of loners outside your territories. They too will send cats in, each group sending two of their own. Now twenty-five must die."

Out of rage, Sunfeather lashed out on her piece of wood. She carved a feather, against the background of a sun. Carrying it to her leader, Sunfeather saw Honeyfall's apprentice, Dustpaw, walking up with her bark. Her green eyes flashed with anger and betrayal. On it were many scratches that were made randomly.

The golden dappled she-cat dropped her strip of bark at Bramblestar's feet. He was focusing on his daughter, Dustpaw. Leaving with her head drooped, Sunfeather went to find her own apprentice, Badgerpaw, Foxleap and Hazeltails' kit.

The bold grey-and-white tom was looking defiantly at Thistleclaw, the cat who ordered the games, as the wishes of Tigerstar. She sat by him, licking his small head. He looked at her with regretful green eyes that were brimming with tears.

Sunfeather held his gaze with rage-filled amber eyes. "Go find your mother." The small tom nodded, and left. Sunfeather bounded over to a small silver cat. Silverpaw was shaking slightly. She was a medicine cat apprentice, the worst thing to be right now.

"It's okay. If you are picked I'll get the entire of Thunderlcan to sponsor you." Silverpaw settled slightly at this news. The warrior licked her shoulder and left, in search of her best friend.

"Stormleap!" she called out. A furious dark grey tom whipped around. His tail lashing, and green eyes darting you might've thought he was on patrol. They licked each other, and sighed sadly. "Let's hope for the best," he whispered as Thistleclaw strode over to Bramblestar.

Sunfeather pressed her node into his long dark grey fur. "Now for the results!" The grey tom hooked a piece of wood with his paws. "An owl!" Birchfall stood, and walked to the front.

"Three circles!" Snowpaw stood up. He was a pale grey tom, and the brother of Silverpaw. Dovewing let out a wail for her son. "Now, the she-cats!"

Grabbing a new strip of bark, Thistleclaw called out, "A daisy!" Sunfeather's aunt, Hazeltail walked to the front. The daisy must have been in honor of her mother, Sunfeather thought. Daisy had died two moons ago from greencough.

"Last but not least! A feather and a sun!"