Firestar was sleeping in his den. It was a fitful sleep though; he couldn't stop thinking of the battle that would no doubt come soon. He sighed; Firstar knew that he wouldn't be able to sleep, so he decided to check up on the reinforcement of the camp walls. Then he heard yowling from the gorse tunnel. Every cat turned and saw Frost fur and the rest of the sun high patrol burst through the tunnel. All of them bore wounds of a battle.
"Firestar! Shadowclan attacked us at the border!"
All of the cats gasped.
"Are you guys ok? Cinderpelt, come look over these cats." Firestar ordered as Cinderpelt hobbled out of her den.
"Wait, there's something you should know." Frostfur started. "We were fighting but it seemed like Shadowclan was winning. Then we see a blur of orange shoot into battle. We all think its you and that you've brought a patrol to help. But then we see that it isn't you. This cat had black stripes on him. We were all retreating but then he came out of nowhere ad started pummeling these cats. Firestar, he beat off Shadowclan singlehanded!"
Everyone gasped again. They murmured amongst each other and Firestar could see anxiety cross their faces.
"I want to see my senior warriors and Cinderpelt, now!" He ordered. Firestar swiftly walked to his den followed by Cinderpelt, Graystripe, Sandstorm, Longtail, Dustpelt, and Mousefur.
Once they were assembled in the small den Mousefur broke the silence. "Who is this cat?" She asked.
"Maybe a rogue?" Sandstorm put in.
"Impossible! A rouge couldn't single handedly beat an entire clan!" Longtail exclaimed "Besides, he was to lean to be a rouge."
"Cinderpelt, has Starclan shown you anything?" Firestar asked hopefully.
"They did send me a dream." she replied cautiously. "But it didn't make a whole lot of sense. I was walking in twolegplace, it was really dirty with twoleg rubbish everywhere. The thunderpath was straight ahead but no monsters were there. Then I saw a twoleg dressed funny. He reminded me of the owls in owl tree. He was calling out for someone. It sounded like roar-shark." the den was silent. "Then Yellowfang came to me and said that allies are coming to save us." she looked away. Everyone processed what happened in her dream.
"Why would Starclan send a dream about twolegs?" Dustpelt asked. "It doesn't make sense!"
Murmurs rippled through the den.
"I think I'll visit Moonstone in two days. Starclan must have answers. But I need to address the clan and take a days preparations." Firstar raised his voice above them. " I will need cats to accompany me to moonstone, however. More than two, if this cat is lurking somewhere, we need all the strength we can get without coming off as a threat to Windclan. The assembled cats nodded in agreement. "Mousefur, Sandstorm, Graystripe, and Cloudtail will come with me." "Get some rest. We need all the strength we need." he flicked his tail to dismiss them and one by one they left his den.
Once they were all gone, Firestar was suddenly overcome with weariness. He lay down in his nest and fell asleep without any trouble.
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Rorschach stumbled back to his little nest. He still wasn't used to the idea of four legs and found it had to walk at times. Manhattan's dead when return. Comedian too. Had something too do with it. Sure of it. Idea of sick joke. They're dead. He raved.
He remembered getting separated on a patrol with Daniel and got knocked out somehow. Then he woke up in the forest as a cat. A cat. He had just saved some other group of cats from another group of cats. They were fighting over who knows what and the other group looked like they were going to kill them. So he served justice to them. He would have killed them if he didn't have four legs. So when they ran away he decided to leave the cats to recover. But he couldn't stop wondering why there were other cats here. Where there's one, there's more. Maybe even a whole civilization. He'd have to fight them, but for now he had to rest and figure out how to work these legs.
He found his nest by a giant tree, grass overlapping the roots that stuck out of the ground. There was a huge rock beside three other trees that look the same as the one he was laying he drifted off into sleep, he heard an owl hoot in the distance and he was reminded of Daniel. Tomorrow will be the day. He thought tomorrow's the day I fight.
Firestar was all alone by the owl tree. It was dark but he could just make out the shape of a she-cat. Spottedleaf! He bounded over to great her but she held her tail up to stop him.
"Firestar," Spottedleaf meowed. Her voice sounded distant. "Remember this tree well for its name will be mentioned many times." then she beckoned for him to follow.
They walked for what seemed like ages until they stopped at fourtrees. She nodded her head in the direction of the entrance to Windclan territory. In front of one of the four oaks an orange cat slept in a bed of moss.
Squinting, he noticed black stripes on the toms sleeping form. His eyes widened as he recognized the cat that Frostfur told him about who beat off shadowclan by himself. He looked at Spottedleaf for her message.
"Remember his face well, for he will become your greatest ally." then Spottedleaf disappeared and he was left alone with the young tom. Then he felt Spottedleaf's sweat breath in his ear. "Dark times are coming, Firestar. You must go against everything you believe in and unite with his kind. You must act now!" she hissed. Then Spottedleaf was silent and her scent began to fade away.
He awoke with a start in his den. Sunlight poured thought the lichen and he saw the faint outlines of cats in the clearing. Spottedleaf's words rang through his head. Remember this tree well for its name will be mentioned many times. Remember his face well for he will become your greatest ally." Then he realized that Spottedleaf was telling him to find the cat at fourtrees. Then he looked outside and saw it was past sunhigh. He realized he'd overslept. Firestar quickly washed and bounded out of his den, hoping the clan hadn't noticed his absence.
Graystripe padded up to him. "Enjoy your nap?" he asked teasingly. Firestar grew tense as he realized that the clan had noticed. Graystripe laughed. "Don't worry you old fur ball, I covered for you." Firestar looked gratefully at his old friend and then padded up over to Ashfur, Brackenfur, Brambleclaw, Squirrellflight and Sandstorm. Graystripe followed behind. "I need you to accompany me to fourtrees. We need to leave now. I'll explain on the way." shock grew on their faces but they didn't dare question their leader. They nodded and with a flick of his tail, they were off.
Rorschach awoke groggily and stumbled out of his nest. Stupid legs. He muttered as hunger gnawed at his stomach. He would find food later, but now he must act. He tried to teach himself how to walk but he kept tripping and falling. Eventually he got the pace and he was walking around the big tree he was near. Then he heard a yowling sound and he was pounced from behind. He screamed in surprise but he managed to throw off his attacker. He saw it was one of the forest cats from the day before. Some more cats poured in form behind the cat and attacked him.
Stupid, stupid! He thought. Should have known. To exposed.
He soon realized that these cats were better than the batch from yesterday. Combined with how he couldn't move very fast on four legs, the cats soon overpowered him. He thrashed his paws desperately trying to free himself from their thorn-sharp claws but they managed to keep him down.
"What should we do with him Firestar?" one of the cats murmured to a ginger cat.
"Take him to camp. "Firestar ordered.
"But we can't take him to camp!" a brown cat cried. "He'll destroy us!"
Rorschach laughed at this. He'd only been here two days and he's already struck fear in the hearts of his enemies.
"We have no choice Mousefur!" Firestar growled. "We need this cat. Starclan proclaimed it." B
Begrudgingly the cats started to drag him away from the tree. He thrashed wildly again but he could not free himself. Then they entered a wide clearing with more cats bustling around. Some of them stared at him and meowed something to another cat. He just stared right back.
The cats threw him down by another large rock. Firestar left the group and leaped up onto the rock.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath high rock for a clan meeting."
Cats crept out from every shadow and swarmed around Rorschach. He snarled at them and some backed away. But most just ignored him.
"As you can see, we have a new guest in our camp." Firestar pointed at Rorschach with his tail "we will keep him here for questioning in Yellowfang's old den. But remember, even though he is a prisoner, he is to be treated kindly. We don't want another incident like what happened with brokentail do we?"
The cats murmured with each other and stared at him in disbelief. Prisoner! He thought. Rorschach snarled louder this time and made to get up but his captives kept him down.
"Graystripe, Sandstorm, take him to Cinderpelt for his wounds." He went on. "As for the rest of you, we will have to guard him. Dustpelt will guard him first and Frostfur will relieve him at moonhigh. Go and get rest now." he leapt of the rock and went into a crevice carved into it.
"Can you walk?" a grey cat asked him.
"Fine. Don't need help." he growled.
"He doesn't sound right." The cat muttered to a pale orange cat.
His mind whizzed trying to think of a way out. These cats must have been trained for such an occasion and it would be futile to try and escape with so many of them. He decided to make his move at night where there won't be anyone around. For now, he'll just have to stay put.
They reached a smaller clearing just to the right of the bigger one. A dark grey she-cat sat in the clearing. Her hind leg was twisted at an awkward angle and her eyes were a brilliant dark blue.
"Hi Cinderpelt, we brought the cat." the orange cat said.
"Yes come inside, it looks like we'll need some cobwebs." She said cheerfully.
They went inside her den and Rorschach noticed rows upon rows of different leaves and flowers. Cinderpelt disappeared into the shadows and returned with a white mass on her paw and leaves in her mouth.
"Now hold him still." she ordered.
Rorschach instinctively backed away but the grey cat was blocking his exit. The orange cat tackled him to the ground as Cinderpelt chewed up leaves in her mouth. He thrashed and growled but the orange cat kept him still. Cinderpelt shoved two pellets into his mouth and the orange cat released her grip on him. He fought to keep consciousness but eventually he gave way to the dizzy blackness that threatened to engulfed him.
A/N so i WAS going to post another warriors fic i was working on but my beta hasen't emailed me back. *glowers at her* so, i got bored and wrote this crossover of warriors and watchmen. this is going to be my first multi-chaptered fic so it won't be perfect. don't forget to review if you want me to get better at this!