AN: As you may or may not know, this story is a continuation of Spottedwind19's story 'Revenge'. You probably won't understand unless you read it here:

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I recomend reading Brambleclaw and Feathertail, as Revenge is the sequel to Brambleclaw and Feathertail. Here is the link to Brambleclaw and Feathertail:

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Also, this first book had Bluestar as leader. I went back and thought through it, and the time frame seems like it was with Firestar. I changed that bit. Ok, so now that that is cleared away, time for the chappy :3

Featherpaw's POV:

Featherpaw couldn't believe that Stormpaw was actually supporting RiverClan against ThunderClan, where they had lived for most of their lives! She thought about Crookedstar's words: "Last night at the Gathering Firestar demanded that Stormpaw and Featherpaw be returned to Thunderclan or there will be a fight. But if it's a fight they want, it's a fight they'll get." That made Featherpaw angry. She was not prey, not territory! She was a cat. She was a THUNDERCLAN apprentice. And yet RiverClan acted as if she and Stormpaw were not living beings, like just fresh-kill to fight over. Well, thought Featherpaw. They can kidnap me, but they cannot kidnap my loyalties with me. They will NEVER have my loyalty. She walked over to the edge of the RiverClan camp. She hated having all the RiverClan cats watch her. But she couldn't leave their camp alone, because they didn't trust her to return back. So there she was. Sitting there in a corner, somewhat alone. She couldn't even go to her brother anymore. Stormpaw cared more about Dawnpaw and RiverClan then her and their home. She watched him purring with Dawnpaw. Of coarse, they were put on the same patrol. They wanted Stormpaw to get attached to this place. She looked at them in disgust when she saw them get up to go on patrol, Dawnpaw giggled and he licked her on her ear.

"Featherpaw!" Of coarse. Now it was her turn to go on patrol with a bunch of cats that she hated!
"Featherpaw, I said you need to come on hunting patrol with us." Mistyfoot said, getting a little annoyed at being ignored again.
"Yes, master." Featherpaw said sarcasticaly. Mistyfoot was obviously not happy about that either, but she kept her temper this time.

"Now watch the water patiently until a fish comes." Mistyfoot told her. "When one comes, snatch it out of the water!" Featherpaw was on a hunting patrol with Mistyfoot, again, and a tabby tom named Heavystep. They were at the river by the border between RiverClan and ThunderClan. She finally decided if she didn't hunt, she would starve, much as she wanted to put off eating fish. She looked away at the border just for a little bit, and to her suprize, she saw Bramblepaw peeking from behind a rock. It made her really happy to see him again, even if she couldn't say anything to him or her patrol would confront him or chase him away. How she longed to be on that side of the border, nuzzling him, telling him how much she missed him. But she couldn't, or she would probably be brought back across the border again, and she wouldn't be trusted, and she would probably not hear the plans for RiverClan's attack and the slight possiblility that she could warn ThunderClan at night would be gone.
Meet me here again her eyes pleaded with him. From the look in his eyes, she saw he understood.
"Featherpaw, what are you doing? A fish swam right under your paw and you didn't even move a muscle!" That was Mistyfoot again. She must have been tired of Featherpaw's unwillingness and distractions. But hey, that's what RiverClan gets for kidnapping her. I hope they didn't notice what I was doing that distracted me, thought Featherpaw, though. She looked up and Bramblepaw was gone. Fish. Why did fishing have to make him go away? Then she thought, I don't need fish! Maybe RiverClan can't catch anything but fish, but that doesn't mean I need to catch fish.
Mistyfoot sighed and meowed "Focus." Yes, Featherpaw was focusing, but not on fish. There was mouse scent. Sure enough, she heard a small mouse scuffling in the grass about two fox-lengths away. She quietly got down into the hunting crouch, slowly stalked along the water's edge, both not seeing and ignoring Mistyfoot's and Heavystep's strange looks at her. In a heartbeat shrill squeak was cut off and she had her prize. Featherpaw turned around.
"I don't have a taste for fish." she said, then covered her mouse with grass and a few pebbles. Mistyfoot let out a breath and said,
"It's good that you caught a mouse, but I would prefer if you listened to your mentor." Heavystep decided to fish instead of listen to the argument between apprentice and mentor.

Back and the RiverClan camp, OF COARSE, there her brother and his pretty little companion were again. She wanted to claw Dawnpaw. She had no doubt been the the influence to Stormpaw. They were sitting by the fresh-kill pile, which consisted of fish, big fish, and more fish. She dropped her mouse on the pile, bumping Stormpaw as she did so.
"Featherpaw, why are you always acting this way now?" he said.
"Why do you think?" she growled and stormed off. She found her corner again and listened in on no particular conversation, ignoring a distressed Stormpaw, until Crookedstar called another Clan meeting. She stayed in the same spot. She could hear him fine from here.
"Cats of RiverClan, I have an announcement," he said.
Of coarse he did. Why else would he call another meeting today?
"If we want to keep our two new apprentices, it is more likely that we will if we launch the attack when ThunderClan least expects."
Many cats yowled with agreement. Featherpaw didn't need to see if Stormpaw agreed, she was sure he did yet again.
"All cats are to practice battle moves until sunset."
Featherpaw was outraged at this. It was so stupid! Why did they want to keep us so much? Featherpaw thought. Just get over it! We belong in ThunderClan.
"Then, we will all eat and rest up for tomorrow. They will try to attack, but if there is nothing to attack, they will be confused in the camp. We know the place better than them."
Cats nodded in agreement, but some were confused.
"We will hide in the surrounding areas. When ThunderClan comes here to collect the apprentices, no cat will be in the camp."
Now the cats understood.
"At my signal, we will all spring out and attack, having the surprise advantage, and send them off in a hurry."
The crowd went wild. That was, every cat but Featherpaw. I have no intention of sending my Clan off in a hurry! she thought.

Stormpaw's POV

...launch the attack when ThunderClan least expects." The other cats yowled, and, though it pained him, he yowled too. He tried to sound enthusiastic so they would trust him. He was torn. He liked Dawnpaw, and she liked him too, but he didn't like the Clan. He wanted to be home, but he also didn't. Another chorus of agreement went up, so he followed them, despite his heart writhing in pain afterwards. ThunderClan was his home. But he wanted Dawnpaw too. Dawnpaw nuzzled him, and he almost couldn't bear it. Stormpaw forced a smile. He had a choice: his home, or his heart. And then there was Tawnypaw...

THE END!
JK, just the end of the chappy. Aww, poor Featherpaw and Stormpaw. Featherpaw thinks her brother is a traitor and Stormpaw can't choose between his old life and his new life.
OH and BTW, to anyone who thought featherpaw was being a... um... you know, in this chapter, that's NOT the way I'm keeping her. She's just stressed and angry at RiverClan and has no friends around her. So what do you think? Ok, I guess I won't get any reviews for a while, cuz this is an adoption of a story that is an AU sequel, so yeah. BUT R&R OR DIE! lol jk. But this is my first story, so I'd really like to know how I did. PLEASE NO FLAMES, only helpful critisism, and, if there wasn't anything you thought was wrong, tell me :3 Oh. And.

EDIT: NVM. I will post the poll when people actually start reviewing, then I won't have to have a hold-up on writing chappy 3. That means I can write faster :3