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Chapter 1: Time
A young girl with brown wavy hair looked into the mirror, staring directly at her scar that showed on her face. She often wondered who she looked more like, her father, or her mother. It was impossible to tell since no one had ever seen her mother ever, unless it was just a figure of her. She was apparently crafty because she escaped from watchers quickly.
The police tried to track her mother many times, but they said that she disappeared from the face of the earth. They didn't even know where she went.
"Harmony! Come downstairs to eat!" yelled a warm, friendly voice.
"Coming, Eliza!" Harmony answered back, her voice unexpectedly loud.
She walked down the stairs and joined five other children, all younger. No one ever wanted to adopt her because of her face. It was honestly stupid. She didn't even have memory of receiving the scar because she got it when she was just a young child, probably an infant still. Eliza never told her how she got that stupid, horrible scar, but Harmony picked up the fact that she received it when she was very, very young.
Harmony quietly ate her food. As usual, she climbed the stairs to go to her room.
It was expected for the children to be terrified of her because of that terrifying mark. Harmony thought angrily. It isn't my fault that I received this scar in the first place! I don't even remember it... Her thoughts trailed off, then was interrupted by a startled scream. Harmony immediately went down the stairs to see a crazy, red-haired woman looming over Eliza with a knife.
"Oh my gosh, don't kill me." She begged.
"Don't worry, I will. I'll make sure to make it as painful as possible." The crazed woman whispered.
Harmony tiptoed behind the woman. The lady turned around and pinned Harmony to the wall, her knife literally a hair away from Harmony's neck. The woman smiled creepily, and gave Harmony the look that made the young girl stare at her in terror.
The woman smiled, "Oh, don't worry, dear. I'll save you from Eliza."
Harmony blinked, completely confused, but at the same time scared. The woman let Harmony go, and Harmony shrank to the ground. All of a sudden courageous, she asked boldly, "What do you need to save me from, lady?" Her tone was slightly disrespectful.
"Oh, ya' know, she promised that someone would adopt me, but no one did because they said I was 'deranged' or 'creepy'. That will happen to you, too, dearie. This is for the best. You will never be adopted unless you show your true potential to the world." Her creepy smile sent Harmony shivers down her spine. The strange lady whispered threateningly, "Now, girl, you'd better leave or I'll be tempted to kill you too."
Harmony didn't waste a second leaving.
"Now where was I? Oh, right, your death will be slow and pain-"
Dashing out into the dark street, she went to her neighbor's house. She rapidly rung the doorbell. She heard an ungrateful mutter, "I swear if it's that gang again, I'll call the police." An old man opened the door. He seemed slightly surprised, and asked with his grumpy tone, "What do you need, kid?"
Harmony explained, "Someone attacked Eliza, the orphan caretaker. I need to call the police."
"Here." His shaky hand gave her the phone.
As the young, frightened girl dialed the phone number and heard the voice coming out of the phone, she shot the old man a grateful look.
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At the same time, something huge was happening in Thunderclan.
"Ashpaw! Emberpaw! Smokepaw!" yelled the clan. Her littermates, Emberpaw and Smokepaw, were excited. The three apprentices were excited, as excited as they could be. Ashpaw's mentor was Jaywing. He was a new warrior. Emberpaw recieved Darkstar, the leader, as her mentor. Honestly, what bad can you say about him except that he's strict? Smokepaw received Redstrike as his mentor. Smokepaw was a quiet and obedient cat, and Redstrike was a bossy and impatient cat. They were a perfect match.
"Where are we going?" asked an excited Emberpaw.
"Hold on, Emberpaw. We are obviously going to explore the territory."
"Yay!" squealed the young apprentice.
Smokepaw followed his mentor, Emberpaw, and Darkstar out of the territory. Ashpaw looked at her own mentor, her gaze questioning. Jaywing meowed, "We'll be doing something else, Ashpaw. Today is too good of a day to waste."
"Um, does that mean we're going hunting?"
Jaywing looked at her, obviously surprised, "Yes, how did you know that?"
Ashpaw shrugged, "Well, you just said that this was too nice of a day to waste. I think that means hunting."
"Well, you are correct." There was slightly a trace of admiration and an impressed look in his eyes. Ashpaw smiled to herself in content. She was getting along with her mentor already. This was obviously good.
The pair spent the rest of the day hunting, or in Ashpaw's case, learning how to hunt. The young apprentice had to admit, hunting was way easier than she expected. She missed a mouse her first time, but her second mouse basically jumped into her paws. She then caught a squirrel, which was annoying to her teeth.
Something surprised the young apprentice. Hunting was fun. All this time, she thought that fighting would be much more fun, but hunting was just as fun. Ashpaw smiled. Her first day out as an apprentice was already fun.
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Oh my Starclan. This first chapter is so slow! I hate myself a lot right now. I have something planned for chapter two, but it's too huge to say aloud... I think you might know what it is, but it can be expected for those that have a creative mind.
Caio~
~RandomWarrior~
