AN: So Goldenmask, Duskwing, and I going to do 100 one-shots. They can be of any cat; you can submit any cats you want, and they can be of OCs. Read and Submit! They will be in cats POV (like Warriors: Go to School)

Brackenkit

I mewl with terror as a smelly tom runs through the forest carrying Thornkit and I; he is not being careful with us. The warrior is carrying us by our scruffs, almost drawing blood. There is another warrior- a tom by the smell- with us, and the two of them are running through the forest quickly, faster than Frostfur ever carried us.

I can hear my littermate's cries. We are all really terrified, but I believe my sisters are more scared then my brother and I. Brightkit calls, "Brackenkit, are you really scared too? What about Thornkit? His he okay?"

Before I can reply, the warrior that is carrying my sisters shakes his head around violently and growls through their scruffs, "Shut your mouth kits! We don't want the frog-brains of ThunderClan to hear you!" The tom pulls my sisters closer to his legs, hitting them against his running legs Brightkit and Cinderkit whimper as they get hit by the legs over and over; Thornkit and I instinctively shrink down. The tom that is carrying us purrs with amusement.

The warriors carry us out of ThunderClan territory, and into another Clan's forest. I try to recall in my memory what this Clan was. The territory smells like the warriors carrying us, but I had never smelt the disgusting smell of the toms. The huge dark pelted warriors carry us into the Clan's camp, and it smells of death, or what I believe death smells like. I had smelled a cat that had died, but they had been covered in herbs that masked the scent.

My littermates and I are tossed into a deep dark hole somewhere located in the camp. I sniffed, and then rubbed against my siblings. The hole smells like it had been the home of a huge, scary, dirty, birthing animal. We all whimper in fear, and huddle as close together as we could get.

I stretch my ears to try to hear what the cats above us are saying. The smell of the cats suddenly dawns on me. These cats smell a little like Yellowfang, so they must be ShadowClan. That was the Clan Yellowfang came from, right? I didn't want to think about it too long. We didn't know when something would happen. I turn to my brother and sisters and whisper, "These warriors are from ShadowClan! We are in ShadowClan territory! Brightkit and Cinderkit's fur fluff out, and they both hiss in disgust, their nose wrinkling up.

"I can't believe those fox-hearted mouse-brained warriors! They are fox-dung warriors. The Warrior Code says that warriors help kits in trouble. Not cause them trouble. I wouldn't even dare call these cats warriors," Thornkit mewed. He closes his mouth and cowers in fear. I turn around and stare in mock horror at what I see.

It was the tom that had taken Thornkit and I! He was brown, and he stunk like rabbit droppings. I glare at him as he growls, "Mouse-brain kits, how long will it take until a ThunderClan warrior notices you are missing? I killed their star-gazing frog-brained medicine cat. You're lucky you all haven't been killed yet!"

I close my eyes as the memory of him killing Spottedleaf tries to engulf me; I fight off the terror, and glare through my amber eyes as I hiss at him, "We aren't mouse-brains, and Spottedleaf wasn't a frog-brain!" I swipe my tongue over my muzzle at using the unfamiliar curse, "Spottedleaf was nicer than you! She wasn't a star-gazing frog-brained medicine cat!"

His amber gaze flashes, but I don't back down. It was going to be over soon, and not for us. I could smell Yellowfang! I continue, keeping him distracted from the scent, "If anyone is anything, it would be you. You are a StarClan forbidden warrior. StarClan would never accept you as a warrior. All they would do would call you a fox-hearted piece of dung." I stop after that, if I said any worse, Frostfur would have my tail.

I smirk as the tom tries to attack me, but the former ShadowClan medicine cat rushes past him and swipes at his face. She makes contact and dodges out of the way of his claws. She hisses, "Didn't think an old medicine cat like me could battle well. The lot of you in ShadowClan disgusts me!" She bites his scruff and pins him down. She sits on his back with her paws on either side of him, and leans down to his ear. She hisses in his torn ear, "I should've known Clawface, that you would follow your sorry excuse of a leader. What kind of cat would capture kits and throw them in an old badger set?"

She knocks the brown tom down, either unconscious or dead. I wasn't really sure, and I didn't really care either way. We turn around to see non-other than Brokenstar himself. He barges into the den, his raggedy fur bunching up in the tight enclosure. Yellowfang turns away from Clawface and swipes at Brokenstar with unsheathed claws. She makes contact with his already scarred face. Brokenstar glares at her, smirking with fury.

"I didn't know you had it in you, Yellowfang. Too bad I exiled you from ShadowClan territory after you killed Raggedstar," Brokenstar smirks, his amber eyes glinting in the poor lighting of the den.

Yellowfang's eyes grow dark and hard. She hisses through clenched teeth, "I. Did. Not. Kill. Raggedstar! You are a sorry excuse for a leader!" Her gray fur sways as she leaps at his exposed neck. Her jaws clamp around his neck, almost giving him the death blow. She growls, "Take. It. Back, Now!" She waits for his response, but gets none. Her teeth tighten around his neck. "Are you going to take it back?"

"No," he grunts out. We all cower in fear as Yellowfang yowls in fury, rage, and any other emotion she could put in it that wasn't a good one, but I can also make out… Sadness… Regret… I wasn't sure what it was. She flings Brokenstar against the wall of the den, and blood pools out from his neck. His eyes close; Yellowfang turns toward us.

Her eyes soften at the sight of us, but her fur is still fluffed out. "Let's go kits!" Yellowfang hurries us. She crouches down for Thornkit and me to climb on. We scoot on to her back hurriedly and cling on to her shaggy gray fur. She sets down moss and a leaf she had carried in, so Cinderkit and Brightkit could bundle in like a pile of herbs. She takes the bundle of my sisters in her mouth and walks out of the badger set. The cats of ShadowClan look on, but do nothing to stop her. Yellowfang trots out of the ShadowClan camp and into the pines.

She runs toward ThunderClan territory, and I can hear rustlings in the forest. We keep going, but Yellowfang comes to a stop as Firepaw and Graypaw jump out of a tree. Firepaw and Graypaw's fur fluffs out at the sight of Yellowfang. "What are you doing here traitor! Give us those kits back!" Firepaw's voice rings with authority. Yellowfang sets Brightkit and Cinderkit down, and we climb off her back.

Firepaw lunges at Yellowfang, but she just bats him away. She hisses at the ginger tom, "I didn't take them!" Firepaw stands up, and his green eyes are slits.

His tail thrashes behind him as he questions her, "If you didn't take them, who did? If you didn't kill Spottedleaf, who did?" I stare on at disbelief. How could they think that Yellowfang did all of this treacherous crimes! I feel my tail twitch. Graypaw just stared at us and then at Yellowfang.

Yellowfang replies calmly, "Clawface and Brokenstar stole the kits. Clawface killed Spottedleaf because she had tried to save the kits. The two of them had thrown the kits into the old badger set in ShadowClan's camp. Brokenstar is bad news. You know that! He sent me away; his medicine cat!"

I felt my sister squirm away from us, and her ginger patches rippled as she spoke up, "It's true! Clawface had taken us! Yellowfang went to ShadowClan territory to save us! Graypaw looked like he still didn't believe us. Firepaw looked more shocked, his eyes wide.

We all mewed our agreement. Yellowfang eyes glinted, and she looked like we were lifting a curse from her. She smiled at us, and mewed to Firepaw, "If we don't go back to camp, either ShadowClan will have us dead, or Frostfur will. You're choice."

Firepaw smirked at Yellowfang, but said nothing. He bent down and picked Cinderkit up. Graypaw picked me up. Yellowfang picked Thornkit and Brightkit up. They walked at first, but then they started trotting. The wind whipped past us, and the horrors we just faced left us.

As we get closer to camp, the wails and distress of our mother get louder. We burst into camp, and Firepaw sets down Cinderkit and answers, "We found them!" Frostfur runs over, and licks me and Cinderkit all over. She sees Yellowfang and starts hissing.

"Let go of my kits! You fox-hearted mouse-brained ShadowClan she-cat! You are a traitor! You killed Spottedleaf," Frostfur snarls. Yellowfang sets down my littermates. Frostfur lunges at Yellowfang, but Cinderkit and I get in the way!

"No mother! She didn't steal us, and she didn't kill Spottedleaf!" I yell. She stops in her tracks, her teeth still in a silent snarl. Her white fur is fluffed up, and her blue eyes are flashing.

Thornkit steps forward, "Clawface and Brokenstar stole us! Clawface killed Spottedleaf. She had tried to help us, but they had gotten away!" Thornkit takes a step toward Frostfur, "It's true Frostfur! I wouldn't lie to you. The others agree with me."

"But... I believe you kits. Oh Yellowfang, I'm sorry. I thought you were the one… Can you forgive me," Frostfur asked. She bowed her head to the former ShadowClan medicine cat.

Yellowfang purred, "It's already done, Frostfur. Now go take good care of your kits. They may have an over shock."

Firepaw suddenly spoke up, "We have no medicine cat now!" Bluestar walked over.

"Yellowfang," Bluestar called, "Would you like to be the new medicine cat of ThunderClan." My blueish gray leader's eyes glinted as she looked toward us.

"It would be my honor Bluestar," Yellowfang replied. I start the chant, and the rest of the Clan joins in. I notice Tigerclaw glare his eyes at the new medicine cat, but I shrug it off.

"Yah Yellowfang!" I call. Frostfur nudges us into the nursery. I lie in the moss, and fall fast asleep.

AN: So what did you think? You could reply and give me ideas! Thanks! Oh, Goldenmask will be writing the next chapter. Hopefully, I may actually. So send in your requests!

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