Hey people! This is my first fanfiction. This is the 100 OneShot Book challenge by Prin Pardus. She is an amazing writer, go and check her stories out. Anyways, hope you enjoy it. :)

Injured

Snowpaw shook herself, trying to shake the water droplets from her thick pelt. How did Talonpaw manage to convince her to come on this insane journey?

"Come on! We are losing sight of the warriors." Talonpaw's voice sounded almost as grumpy as she felt.

Her only answer was a grunt as she sped up to catch up with Talonpaw. This was exactly why she didn't want to come with Talonpaw.

But then again, she reminded herself, we will be heroes if we succeed.

Suddenly, Talonpaw skidded to a halt. Unable to stop herself, Snowpaw crashed into Talonpaw. With a startled yowl, Talonpaw managed to stop themselves from sliding into the muddy clearing where the warriors have decided to stay for the night.

Lightheart, the deputy of Iceclan, pricked his ears.

"What was that?" he asked.

"What was what?" meowed Tawnyleaf as she gathered some moss together.

"Nothing... must have been my imagination." muttered Lightheart.

Snowpaw let out a deep breath. She glanced to her left to see Talonpaw's face contorted into a mask of rage. They crept back to distance themselves from the warriors. Only when they were at least ten fox-length away from the warriors did Talonpaw let out his pent up anger.

"Why did you do that! You could have got us killed!" He snarled, "Do you know how far I was from the nearest warrior? I could have reached out and clawed him!"

"It was not my fault," she said meekly, " you should have warned me before you stopped so suddenly."

"Do I have to tell you everything? You are almost a warrior! Can't you do something as simple as not crashing into something!" He ranted " Of course not! Little Snowpaw has to have everything handed to her. Can't even stop by herself! You know what? Don't even bother following me anymore, you are nothing but a burden!"

Before she could stop herself, she lashed out with a paw and clawed his muzzle. Blood dripped from her paw as she clawed him twice more.

"You think you are perfect don't you!" she yowled, "you think you are always right and I'm always wrong! Do you know how many times you would have gotten lost without me! And all you have ever done was to scold me again and again! Well guess what? I don't need you! I'll find out where Iceclan's camp is all by myself!"

Snowpaw turned her back on Talonpaw and fled blindly into the forest, ignoring the pleading cries of Tornpaw as he begged her to go back.

I don't need him, she thought angrily, I can find out where Iceclan have been hiding by myself

By the time Snowpaw's head was clear, the moon was high in the sky and Silverpelt was shining down on her.

Did i make the right choice in following Tornpaw here? Because it certainly dosen't feel like it. Right now, It just feels like a very bad nightmare.

A chill ran down her spine as she stepped into a stream of water. It took a moment to realize that this was the stream that marked the edge of Fireclan's territory.

I am home!

It was all she could do from leaping into the air as she raced into familiar territory. Suddenly, she stopped abruptly.

What about Tornpaw? I can't just leave him alone. He will be defenceless against five full grown warriors. He won't stand a chance.

Torn between two decisions, she sat down on the soggy soil.

Starclan, what should i do? I want to go home but Tornpaw needs me. Please tell me...

Snowpaw woke up at dawn, covered with dirt and the smell of damp moss clinging to her pelt. Starclan did not answer, but deep down, she knew that she could not leave a fellow apprentice to fend for himself. With a heavy sigh, she heaved herself up and steeled herself for another day of hard travelling.

By the time she reached the clearing, it was already sundown. Despite a day of hard travelling, she was still far behind from Tornpaw.

It's no use, she thought bitterly After all the effort I put in, I am still a useless kit. I can't even find my clanmate. Maybe Thornpaw was right, I don't have what it takes to be a warrior.

She was just about to give up when she heard a strained meow.

"Snowpaw, is that you?"

The meow made her jump.

"Tornpaw?" She whispered.

"Snowpaw!"

Snowpaw turned around in a circle, trying to detect where Tornpaw's voice is coming from.

"Where are you?" she mewed. Something was not right. Tornpaw's voice sounds all strained and there was a sinister feeling in the air.

"I am over here."

Snowpaw swivelled her ears to where the voice had come from. She could barely make out the shape of a cat lying down in the shadows.

"Tornpaw!"

She raced towards him, nearly falling down in the process. What she saw was something that belongs in a nightmare. Tornpaw was lying on his side in a pool of blood. His belly was slashed open and blood was flowing out of it. What scared her the most was that Lightheart and four other cats from Iceclan were standing next to him.

"Snowpaw," Tornpaw croaked, "I'm sorry."

That was the last thing she heard before the Iceclan cats pounced on her. She let out a wordless wail before darkness engulfed her.

"Hurry! The scent is getting stronger and stronger! We are almost there."

The unfamiliar voices pierced her coma like needles.

Where am I? What am I doing? I was... I was with Tornpaw, searching for... Searching for Iceclan?

Snowpaw's head started to hurt just from thinking. Her throat was parched and she didn't seem like she could move at all. Meanwhile, the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

I must get out of here! They might be Iceclan..

Suddenly everything came rushing back to her. Leaving Tornpaw, looking for Tornpaw, finding Tornpaw and the Iceclan cats attacking her. She felt a stab of pain as she tried to move. At least she knew that her legs were still intact.

"She is so close. But I just can't find her!" Snowpaw heard a frustrated voice say.

The voice sounds so familiar, yet she could not remember who it was. Even if she could not recognize the voice, it was certainly not an Iceclan cat.

If they could just find me, they can bring me back to Blazeclan!

Summoning all her remaining strength, she tried to speak. At first, nothing came out. But on her second attempt, she managed to let out a tiny mewl. Snowpaw hated the sound. It reminded her of being a kit again.

"I heard something! I think it came from over there!"

She heard a rustle of leaves from the right as five or four cats emerged from the bushes.

"Snowpaw!" a bright orange apprentice cried.

"Berrypaw," she whispered

"Don't leave meee!" He wailed.

"Get out of the way, mousebrain." Tawnyleaf said as she pushed Berrypaw aside.

Snowpaw closed her eyes as Tawnyleaf started to examine her wounds.

"You have some serious wounds," Tawnyleaf muttered as she prodded an open wound with her paw.

"I am going to give you some poppy seeds to ease your pain."

Snowpaw obediently licked up the seeds. She gave a sigh of relief as the aching pain started to fade.

"Go on and sleep," Tawnyleaf said gently. "We will carry you back. By the time you wake up, you will be back home with the clan."

Snowpaw relaxed and gave in to the deep sleep.

The nightmares were terrible. Most of it were just flashes of claws and teeth, but some were memories of the argument that she had with Thornpaw. She could hardly believe that the cause of all this was a petty argument.

If i didn't leave him alone, he might not have been caught. It was all my fault!

"Snowpaw! Wake up!"

"hrphm?"

"She answered me! She's awake!"

"Bramblepaw! I told you not to disturb her." she heard Tawnyleaf meowed. "She needs her sleep. She is still recovering from all her injuries."

"It's okay." Snowpaw muttered.

"See, I told you!" Bramblepaw said triumphantly.

Snowpaw slowly opened her eyes. At first, everything was blindingly bright. But slowly, her eyes started to adjust to the light. She was in the medicine cat den with Tawnyleaf and Bramblepaw. As soon as she opened her eyes, Bramblepaw bounded in front of her, obscuring her vision with his face.,

"Are you okay?" He asked, wide eyed.

"Of course," she said weakly, "why wouldn't I be."

"Well, because your..." Bramblepaw started to say but Tawnyleaf pushed him aside.

"Hey!" he protested

"You are disturbing her." Tawnyleaf said grumpily, "go away. Do whatever you apprentices do."

Bramblepaw backed out of the lichen covered entrance with a disappointed look on his face.

"I'll see you later!" Snowpaw called after him, trying to cheer him up.

"Now that he is gone, how are you feeling?" she asked.

"Umm... a bit tired; but otherwise, I'm feeling alright."

"How about your legs?"

She stretched her forepaws ahead of her.

"It's kinda sore, but I think that is because I have been sleeping for a long time." Snowpaw said, "I think I can start training soon."

A look of sorrow flitted across Tawnyleaf's face.

"What is it?" Snowpaw asked uncertainly.

"You... will never be able to be a warrior."

Snowpaw felt like she was suddenly dipped in ice cold water.

"Why? Whats wrong?" Snowpaw asked miserably

"It's your leg. It is broken." she said sympathetically

This can't be true!

Snowpaw tried to stand up, but her hind legs were useless, She couldn't even feel them.

I'm injured! I will never be able to be a warrior. Becoming an elder when I'm an apprentice is worse than dying for the clan. She thought miserably. This is a nightmare.

But Snowpaw knew that she would never wake up.

I know this was a pretty dark story, but hope you enjoyed it. I will be trying to upload a story every week. Please review!