WARRIORS

: Rise of BloodClan :

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors, Seekers, or anything else written by Erin Hunter. Obviously not, or the whole thing would be SUPER COMPLICATED and each book would be a whole lot longer.

StarClan's Plan

Ravenstar looked down on the ambitious, cruel warrior from his Clan and felt like screaming out to StarClan that they could not possibly have meant for this to happen. But he was part of StarClan now, and knew that they had not wanted or planned for this to happen to the Clans. But it was. And now they would have to bear through the horrors with the Clans, for there was nothing they could do.

"Will he really, Ravenstar?" a mewed a small white tom. "Will he really?" Whitekit asked. He had looked up to the strong warrior when he was alive, though that hadn't lasted long. The StarClan leader sighed and turned to the small tom.

"Yes, Whitekit. I'm certain he will." Ravenstar sighed again and swiped his tail over the stone that shone so brightly, showing him the dark thoughts and actions of one of the warriors in his Clan.

"And no doubt he will strike soon. We must warn the Clans," Mintfur stated, padding up behind Whitekit. She looked down at the small white tom and winked at him. "I think Darkfrost has something for you to help him with."

"Really?" Whitekit squeaked. Mintfur nodded and that was all the answer he needed. He bounded off in search of the long-dead medicine cat, wondering what sort of adventure Darkfrost had planned for him this time.

"Why did you send him away?" the black tom asked.

"I didn't think he needed to know much more than he already does."

". . . You have a point, Leafstar," Ravenstar said before padding out of the cave. The mottled brown she-cat raced to catch up with him.

"Where to do think you're going?" Leafstar questioned.

"To the others."

"This isn't their problem! You don't – "

"Yes it is!" Ravenstar growled, whipping around to face his former leader. "This is all the Clans' problem now! He'll take it too far! He's too ambitious! We must warn them and warn the Clans as well!"

Shocked by his sudden display of wrath, Leafstar didn't follow as Ravenstar padded off in search of the other StarClan leaders.

Gathered at a silvery, starry visage of Fourtrees were several cats from all five Clans, waiting to hear what Ravenstar of WindClan had to say, and why it was so urgent. "Cats of StarClan!" Ravenstar called out from the large, high rock in the middle of the clearing. "A WindClan warrior is planning to bring destruction to the Clans!" Immediately the cats gathered around him broke out into confusion.

"What?"

"How?!"

"Here," Ravenstar said. "Let me show you." When he leaped off of the rock, an image took the space he was in. Sure enough, a WindClan warrior was indeed plotting destruction for the Clans. (Imagine that!) He was speaking to several formidable cats, kittypets by their collars.

"But will you do it?" the warrior asked.

"Will you help us?" one of the kittypets asked. It was the small gray she-cat with the indigo collar and eyes the color of pollen.

"I gave my word didn't I?"

"And you must have given your word to you Clan that you would protect them."

"True," stated the tom wryly. "But I have. I've protected them from attacks from the other Clans, and it does state in our doe of honor that any cat can leave if they want to, and no cat can stop them." He gave them a vile grin that showed his fangs, making the other kittypets inch back a little. They still feared forest cats, just a little. They could never be certain what a Clan cat would do next.

"Fine. We'll help. But if you don't keep your end of the bargain," the shink! of claws echoed around their stone-and-brick confinement, "you know what happens." The she-cat turned and padded away, the group of large kittypets parting for her.

When he was certain the kittypets had left him, he smiled grimly. "Oh, I know. Be certain, Fang, I know."

Ravenstar looked out among the cats of StarClan. "Does that show you?"

"Oh for our sake, Ravenstar! They're just a bunch of kittypets!" cried Jaggedstar. "Even SkyClan, weak as they are, could defeat a bunch of kittypets!"

"Kittypets willing to kill? That have no honor or respect for elders, queens, or kits?" Ravenstar growled, rounding on the former RiverClan leader. "Kittypets that are vicious and hungry and desperate?" He snorted. "WindClan doesn't have a chance against the attack he is launching. It's not just those few kittypets he was just talking to either. He's gathered rogues, loners, kittypets – even a few Clan cats! He'll slaughter them and take over the forest, one Clan at a time."

"We must warn each of our Clans," Shiningstone meowed.

"But will they listen?" Raintail wanted to know.

"Of course they will!" Mixedstar objected. "They want to keep their Clan safe as much as we do!"

"They have to listen to us . . ." Darkwind murmured. "They don't have a choice."

"Should we find cats fit enough to confront them on their own, before the attack?"

"No. We don't know which ones are traitors yet. We should warn the leaders and medicine cats. Perhaps the deputies as well," Ravenstar advised.

"And what of SkyClan?" Sandstar demanded. "I left my Clan with no leader or deputy."

"I'll tell Fallenleaf. SkyClan will listen to their medicine cat, especially now in their time of need," started Darkfrost.

"Will she act on it?" Emberstar asked. "Because your Clan is so weak right not, she may be focusing on keeping her Clan alive for now."

"But who else can help?"

"Perhaps ShadowClan would be kind enough to help," the ginger tom offered nonchalantly.

"Really?" Sandstar asked incredulously. "ShadowClan would actually be willing to help us?"

"Maybe I should rephrase. Perhaps Crowpool would be kind enough to help."

"How?" Darkfrost asked. "SkyClan neads a leader and a deputy. Crowpool is neither."

"No, but he'll be perfectly willing to help her with her medicine cat duties while she tries to run the Clan," he replied reasonably.

"SkyClan needs more apprentices," Yarrowpaw observed.

"True," Eaglestar muttered. He let it show how much he hated admitting his Clan was weak, even if it was to the rest of StarClan.

"I know there are some loners that don't even know about the attack. I was thinking about convincing them to join WindClan after the attack, but I can see SkyClan needs them more," Ravenstar meowed. "They live just outside of WindClan and SkyClan territory, away from Fourtrees."

"Names?" Fallenstar asked. "And how many loners are there?"

"Seven. But only one is the age of a warrior. One is an elder, one is a queen and she has two kits. I'm not including the kits in my count, either. So four are apprentices."

"Alright. And their names?"

"Ah, my bad. I forgot to include that. The warrior is named Flame, the queen is Cloud. Cherry is the elder and the four apprentices, in order of age, are Harry, Nickolas, Rachel, and Star. The kits are Raven and Blackie."

"And who would to advise I speak to first?" Sandstar asked.

"Mmmm. Good question . . . Probably Flame, because he has the most influence. However, he probably won't believe you. But I know that Cloud will and probably Nicholas and Harry, too. And Cloud's mate is Flame, so she'll be able to convince him to at least check it out."

"Hopefully."

"Yes, hopefully indeed. Now, I must go warn Lionstar. And I should probably have Mintfur tell Snakefang and Darkfrost tell Whisperingwind," Ravenstar mumbled as he padded out of the clearing toward WindClan.

"And perhaps I should tell the kits as well . . . "

"Hey, Sandstar?" Duskpaw said, bounding up to his leader. "Mind if I help you? Stormpaw wants to help, too." Sandstar purred, glancing past the dusty brown tom. Stormpaw was sitting behind him, staring at the ground as he clawed at the grass with his paws.

"Of course you can," she laughed. "Go find Smokekit, Tigerkit and Raindrop and tell them to come here, Duskpaw. Stormpaw, I want you to get Shiningstone – "

"I am here, Sandstar," meowed the dark gray she-cat as she padded up behind the pale ginger leader. "I will tell Fallenleaf."

"Thank you, Shiningstone," Sandstar said, licking the former medicine cat's forehead. "It is a great help."

"I will do anything to help my Clan, Sandstar, and you know it." And with that, the gray cat padded off into the fog that was developing around Fourtrees.

"Thank you, Shiningstone," Sandstar murmured. To Stormpaw, she ordered, "Now, here's what you're going to do . . ."

A.N. – Hee hee hee. Cliffhangers! I just love writing them and hate reading them. :D But they serve a wonderful purpose – Making you want to read more! It's great practice for anyone wanting to write a book. Anyway, please review and tell me what you think! And a cookie to anyone how can guess who the traitor is. XD Highly unlikely, because I refused to describe him, but good luck anyway!

~ The Dread Pirate Roberts