Hi! I'm bored and I have writers block! Yay :3 so, yeah… this is just a one-shot. I don't own warriors, obviously. I've read a few warriors zombie stories and they were… interesting. But in all the ones I've read, no one cares that it's their clan mates trying to kill them! So I wrote this. :3
A dark grey she-cat sat at the entrance of the shadowclan camp. Two moons earlier a sickness had spread through the clans, killing any cat that caught it. A few days after the cats died they came back, but not as kind, starry spirits from starclan. They were living corpses that killed or infected other cats. Shadowclan had almost been destroyed by the creatures and they were forced out of their old camp. Greystorm, a new warrior, was watching the camp entrance to make sure the monsters didn't kill the rest of the clan while they were sleeping. Suddenly a small flicker of movement caught Greystorms eye and she turned toward it, unsheathing her claws. A small black kit with amber eyes was sneaking through the shadows, it was hollykit.
Greystorm finished eating a scrawny rat and turned to go to the deputy, crowpelt, to ask if she was needed on a patrol. Without warning something small landed on her back and she fell to the ground. "I caught the thunderclan warrior!" hollykit squeaked proudly. Greystorm growled. "You will never defeat thunderclan!" she mewed. Greystorm stood up with Hollykit still clinging to her back. Hollykit squealed and hung on tighter as the dark grey warrior ran around the camp.
Hollykit leaped onto Greystorm and tried to bite into her shoulder but Greystorm flung her off and hissed. The creature that looked like hollykit growled and leaped again landing on Greystorms head. The grey warrior rolled over, crushing hollykit against the ground.
Greystorm watched as hollykit and dustkit play fought outside the nursery, hollykit jumped onto dustkit and held him down. Dustkit went limp and hollykit relaxed, Dustkit rolled over and knocked hollykit over. The small black she-kit wailed and Dustkit ran into the nursery. Greystorm hurried to hollykit and took her to the medicine den. "She's fine, just a bit upset." Redfur mewed. Hollykit sat in a nest sniffling and holding up her left paw, which had a small scrape on its pad. Greystorm curled up around hollykit while Redfur got marigold for the cut. "It's okay, don't cry holly." The black kit sniffed and leaned against Greystorm's leg. "Why was dustkit s-so mean?" she whimpered. Greystorm shrugged. "He's a tom, all toms are dumb." The two she cats purred as redfur padded out of his medicine store.
Greystorm fought the urge to curl up by the kit and make sure she was okay as she pinned to the ground and ran her claws across its neck. "I'm sorry, sister." She murmured.
Tada! What did you think? This is my very first zombie story and my first one-shot :3 edit: italics are Greystorm's memories, normal is what's happening now. zombies are attacking the clans and Hollykit was one of the infected. :3