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Chapter 1

Burntpaw sat in the camp by herself, eating fresh-kill by the pile. A tuft of fur hung from her forehead, that covered her left eye, limited her vision. Even though she could see out of the purple nightmare, she had grown immune to seeing with one eye.

Songpaw was slinking slowly behind Sparkpaw as she trotted to the pile, striking a hideous glare at Burntpaw. Songpaw awkwardly smiled at her, and continued to pad to the pile.

By now, all of the elders were rounding in their den, eating fresh-kill that was freshly brought to them and itching at their ticks.

Once Burntpaw had finished with her meal, she padded to the medicine cats den. Splashwing was organizing herbs while Icepaw was treating to Skystorm's wounds. Splashwing greeted Burntpaw with a smile.

"Hello, Burntpaw!" he padded from the storage area and walked up to her. "What can I get for you?"

Burntpaw smiled. Splashwing was always nice to her, and never judged her by her looks. "Um, can I have some mouse-bile?" she motioned her head to the elder's den. "It's my turn to take care of the ticks."

"Ah!" he mewed, turning back to the storage. He grabbed a moss ball from a small pond of water just in the corner of the den. He dipped it into a puddle of liquid just below the storage, dripping off of the stone.

"Here you go!" he said, giving the moss ball to Burntpaw. She took it carefully and nodded her thanks, still smiling. She walks out of the den and to the elders, who were whining as soon as she stepped paw inside.

"Get them mangy bugs out of my pelt before they kill me!" Ashstream called.

Burntpaw sighed and went over to the only two elders in the clan, Ashstream and Hollowcloud. She rubbed the mouse-bile onto Ashstream's pelt, watching as the ticks slowly popped out of his dark gray fur. She bit down on the ticks, feeling the crunch in her teeth before throwing them on the ground.

"So, how's y'er trainin' going?" Ashstream continued to speak as she bit down on the ticks.

"Its ok, I guess," she admitted. "Beats sitting in the Nursery all day, if that's what you mean."

Hollowcloud giggled a little before slumping down into her nest and closing her eyes.

"Luckily, Sparkpaw already checked your ticks this morning," Burntpaw teased to the she-cat. She smiled in her sleepy faze and fell asleep, her raspy breathes filling the den with noise.

Ashstream stretched after Burntpaw had bitten off all the ticks. "Thanks, young 'un!" he said before slinking to his nest and falling asleep beside Hollowcloud.

Burntpaw smiled and walked out of the den with the mouse-bile moss ball dangling in her mouth. She dropped it off by the medicine cat den and continued walking until she reached her mother, Leafdapple, who was eating a newly caught vole from the pile.

"Hello, Burntpaw!" she said, smiling with vole blood staining her upper lip.

Burntpaw laughed at her mother, "Hi Leafdapple! How is that vole?" she joked.

"Very good, actually," she played along. She stretched in her spot and stood up, stopping to glare at Ambersong. She was trotting into camp with a fat mouse dangling from her jaws, placing it on the pile.

"How is training going?" her mother asks nervously. Burntpaw sighed, as if defeated.

"Ambersong keeps on boasting about Sparkpaw and Songpaw," she begins to get stuffy and her eyes get teary. "And just yesterday she said that I didn't belong in CloudClan."

Leafdapple wiped away the tears that fell from Burntpaw's face with her rough tongue. She licked her daughter's head. "You don't belong anywhere else but here," she mewed with kindness. "Your father and I couldn't be prouder."

The mention of her father sent more tears to her eyes and Leafdapple rested her chin on her head, licking her ears. "I know," she reassured her. "I miss him, too."

Burntpaw was breathing heavily, trying to fight the tears. Leafdapple licked them away as they dried on her fur.

"Ok, we're ok. Right?" she asked, looking into her eyes.

Burntpaw nodded, and Leafdapple lifted her paw and pushed the tuft of fur covering her purple eye out of the way, revealing its Crescent Moon center. "Show your true self," she whispered.

Burntpaw licked her pad and brushed the fur back over her eye. "Not when everyone is afraid of me."

Leafdapple lost her smile and sighed, walking back to the warrior's den. The sun was setting just beyond their territory. Burntpaw padded back to the apprentice den, but was stopped by Fallingstar.

"I want you and Ambersong to go on the dawn patrol. Leopardprint will be leading the patrol," the leader sounded harsh, but Burntpaw could sense kindness inside of her.

"Yes, Fallingstar," she responded before heading back to her den. She saw the den in sight, then was suddenly shoved onto the dirt. Sparkpaw and Songpaw were racing to the den, and Sparkpaw had shoved her over.

"Sorry!" she called back with sarcasm ringing in her voice.

Burntpaw slowly lifted herself from the ground and shook the dirt off of her pelt. Walking into her nest, she wrapped her tail until it covered her nose. She closed her eyes, falling asleep instantly.

She awoke in a burning forest with smoke filling her lungs like poison. It burned her eyes and her eyes began to tear in pain. Wails of thousands of cats were echoing through the trees, their branches scorched in blackness.

"H-hello?" Burntpaw tried to call, coughs from the poisonous mist interrupting her. "What is happening? Stop it!" she yelled at the fire, her eyes shut tight. She sunk to the ground, her ears covered with her tiny paws.

The wailing began to fade away, the blood that drenched her paws and the ground were beginning to soak into the ground. There was a sudden light from behind the burning trees, and the stars began to fall from the night. They rang like bells, but fell like comets, charging towards the earth.

They slowed their speed when they neared the ground, but instead of them plummeting into the dirt, they turned shapes, from a brightly lit star to a dim, blue cats. One fell so close to Burntpaw, she could touch it. When it turned, Burntpaw's eyes grew wide.

A tom appeared, with blue eyes and spotted prints around his face. Burntpaw felt tears warm up in her eyes. It was her father, Tidalwave, and the former deputy of CloudClan.

Tidalwave smiled at his daughter, "Hello, Burntpaw," he spoke gentle words to her. "Please don't cry."

Burntpaw didn't even realize the water dripping from her eyes. She laughed at his remark and wiped them away with her paw. "I have missed you," she simply said.

Tidalwave smiled, "And I have missed you."

Suddenly, another cat, a calico she-cat came from behind him. She had one golden eye and one blue eye. She dipped her head to Burntpaw.

"Hello, Burntpaw," she mewed. "I am Goldstar, CloudClan's leader before Fallingstar."

Burntpaw nodded. She had heard stories about her. She had come from a kittypet family, not far from ScorchClan territory. She had been raised in ScorchClan, but she left because of the teasing she had endured by the other cats. CloudClan had found her and took her in, becoming deputy, then leader.

It was Burntpaw's favorite story as a kit. It showed that bad things can happen, but they always turn out in the end.

"We don't want you to be afraid of who you are," she spoke softly, "But we also don't want you to take control of who you are."

Burntpaw tilted her head in confusion. Goldstar simply replied, "Did you see the forest with the flames dancing around?"

Burntpaw nodded again.

"Did you like what you saw?"

"No," she was now looking at her paws, as if being scolded by her mentor.

"Did you like what you heard?"

"No," she repeated.

"That's your life, Burntpaw. You don't like what you see when others push you around. You don't like what you hear when they tease you about your difference from them," she spoke with words of wisdom, like she was the eldest warrior in all of StarClan.

"But the fire shows your hatred. The wailing of the others shows your vengeance," she spoke meowed more harshly. "You can't let yourself turn into a fire, but you can make it Smoke."

And there is the Title! Smoke, the first book of the Purple Flame Series. I hope you guys liked it!

I will be posting another chapter soon! I have disobeyed my "Once a Week" promise. I cant help it. This is my favorite Fan Fiction yet!

QUIZ: What does Goldstar mean? What vengeance does she have? Who is it against?

Thank you! I hope you enjoyed!