Hey guys! I'm here with a new story for y'all. I have adopted the idea for this story from Storm-Eyes-Osprey, so all credit for the idea goes to him/her. (Sorry I don't know your gender) The plot is all mine, though. It takes place at the end of Into the Wild, but instead of ThunderClan winning, and driving out Brokenstar, ShadowClan wins and takes over the forest. But anyway, on to the story. Hope you guys like it!
Prologue
(Sandpaw's POV)
The ThunderClan warriors filed back into camp through the tunnel of brambles. They were all horribly beaten. Whitestorm, who was in the lead, was bleeding profusely through a wound that ran from his shoulder to the middle of his belly. He was leaning on Graypaw, who looked no better. The other warriors who shuffled in after them were all equally beaten up.
Sandpaw looked around frantically for Spottedleaf, before she remembered that the sweet medicine cat was dead. She bowed her head in grief. The sandy she-cat looked up quickly when she heard a surprised yowl from Bluestar.
Her eyes found what they were looking for as she looked toward the entrance to camp, where Brokenstar and Blackfoot were padding in. Sandpaw's eyes widened as she saw what the two enemy warriors were carrying. Blackfoot was carrying the limp lifeless body of Firepaw, and Brokenstar was doing the same with Yellowfang. The ShadowClan leader dropped Yellowfang's body and let out a sharp yowl. On signal, more of his loyal warriors fanned through the the entrance.
"I have killed this traitor, and your precious kittypet." He sneered. "Your warriors are beaten, and you have no medicine cat. Your only choice is to surrender to ShadowClan." Disagreeing murmurs rippled throughout the Clan, but they were weak. The Clan new that things weren't looking good. We were badly outnumbered by the ShadowClan goons, and it was true, we had no medicine cat.
Bluestar padded in front of Brokenstar and stood nose to nose with him. Her tail drooped, and the usual proud glimmer in her eyes was gone. She knew that ThunderClan was beaten. She took a deep breath, and spoke.
"Though we may surrender to you today, ThunderClan will never cease to exist." she said loud enough for the whole Clan to hear. Despite the weak state that ThunderClan was in, the cats in the camp yowled loud enough for them to be heard at Fourtrees. Sandpaw joined in, yowling as loud as she could. Still yowling, she thought:
I will never loose faith in ThunderClan, no matter what happens.
