Before we start, I would like to state a couple of things:

1. I do not actually write as bad as this. This is just to show you how Mary Sues are.

2. There are several kinds of Mary-Sue stories. Some of them will surprise you.

3. There should be only two things, but I don't like the number two and now I've added one more. Power of three! (Get it? Never mind.)

The First Kind: Number One: The Perfect Character (What People Think of When They Hear "Mary Sue", But is Actually NOT That Common)

Gorgeouskit peeked out from the entrance with her huge, sparkling violet eyes. She flicked her golden-tipped tail and waited patiently as her mother stroked her beautiful white fur, followed with a lick to her dazzling silver paws. "Can I go outside, mama?"

"Of course, dear. Why would I say no?"

Mudkit groaned. "But... what about us?" He pointed towards his littermate, Brownkit, an pathetic-looking tom with drooping brown fur and almost colorless lens. "Please?"

"No," The mother, Starsunmoon, who was allowed to have a second suffix because the leader loved her, said. "There will be no exceptions. After all, my beautiful daughter here is the child of the one and none other, Clanstar, leader of Rainbowclan. (Yeah, really. Clanstar. Yes, I do have to make these names ridiculous. It's an exaggerated version of what a real Mary-Sue story would be like, but might as well get some laughs out of this.) What other reason can you think of?"

No one answered, and so Starsunmoon beamed in pride and nudged Gorgeouskit out the entrance. "Go on, my dear. Go explore to your heart's content."

Gorgeouskit squealed in happiness and raced out to the camp clearing. Clanstar bowed his head when she came running forward and stepped out of her path, turning around for the medicine cat den. Diamondjoy (I did that name because it reminded me of Almond Joy or something like that, not that I like it.) was waiting for him. "Greetings."

She did a quick nod. "Clanstar. I had a dream last night."

Clanstar gasped in astonishment. "What is it about?"

Diamondjoy opened her mouth. "Last night, our last medicine cat, Emeraldhope, came to me. We were in a dark forest deep in Evilclan land, and we saw Dark Forest cats training them and sharing tongues with them. She said: Only the bright, dazzling eye-blinding beautiful light of the gorgeous white cat with a golden-tipped tail and shining silver chest that is not a Mary-Sue even though I am only saying that part because Stormshadow3 came to me in human form with her usual Californian method of dressing, even though I have no idea what California is or even what dressing means, and put a gun, even though I have no idea what a gun is to my throat while torturing me on a rack, which she told me was a medieval torture device even though I have, again, no idea what 'medieval' means, and also threatened to kill me again. That, and only the strange cat we were just talking about can abolish Evilclan's evil threats and bring peace to all." Diamondjoy gulped for breath. "That was what the Starclan cat said."

She almost immediately collapsed and fainted from breath shortage.

Clanstar gulped. "Um, sure..." He straightened up. "But... the prophecy. Let me think about it again." He closed his eyes and began concentrating. Only the bright, dazzling eye-blinding beautiful light of the gorgeous white cat with a golden-tipped tail and shining silver chest that is not a Mary-Sue even though I am only saying that part because Stormshadow3 came to me in human form with her usual Californian method of dressing, even though I have no idea what California is or even what dressing means, and put a gun, even though I have no idea what a gun is to my throat while torturing me on a rack, which she told me was a medieval torture device even though I have, again, no idea what 'medieval' means, and also threatened to kill me again. That, and only the strange cat we were just talking about can abolish Evilclan's evil threats and bring peace to all. Clanstar opened his eyes and silently thanked Starclan for having the idea of thinking about the prophecy, instead of saying it all aloud, because then he'll also collapse. "Yes, that was the prophecy. But who could it be? It could be anyone. In the whole world." He had a faraway look in his eye. "There is only one cat in our clan that fits that description, but I know it's not her, however perfect and flawless she is, and however obvious the prophecy is, despite its length. No, it cannot be Gorgeouskit. That would be too easy." Clanstar sat down quietly.

Starclan, give me an answer, he silently prayed. Please?

At first it seemed like there would be no answer, but then, out of the blue, someone seemed to gasp in his mind. Clanstar's heart leaped. There would be an answer!

"Clanstar..." The words echoed around in his brain, which sounds gross, but whatever. "I wish that I can tell you, but unfortunately I cannot, because part of the oath I had to take in order for Stormshadow3 to agree to not lock me in a room and set a pack of dogs in there was to not tell you what the prophecy means. She said it was because it was an important part of something called "a fanfiction." I don't know, but I'm sorry. Have a nice day." With that, the Starclan cat Emeraldhope vanished, leaving Clanstar confused and desperate.

That's the first part of this story, and I will be adding more as time goes on. It was really fun writing this. Bye, and see you next time.