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Chapter 3
Jaypaws POV
All of the sudden Jaypaw was knocked over.
"Caught you of guard, eh? You'll be dead in no time you puny apprentice." A ShadowClan intruder
hissed.
Jaypaw struggled under the weight of the warrior. He gave up when he realized his opponent was twice
his size, and just lay there.
" Giving up already? I thought ThunderClan cats were fighters."
Jaypaws opponent clawed at him and shot him a look of disgust.
"Its your time to go to StarClan. They're waiting for you. " the cat smirked before going in for the death
blow.
Jaypaw took one last gulp of air before everything went black and he fell into emptiness.
Stormkits POV
"Mama! Where are you?!" Stormkit squeaked.
She ran into the nursery, only to see a big black Tom with
Graypelt pinned to the ground.
Oh no, mama! Fight back! For me! MAMA!
The tom was mumbling something under his breath.
Graypelt noticed her kit standing in the entrance to the nursery. But she looked a second to long,
because the tom turned and saw Stormkit for the first time. Stormkit stared wide-eyed at the tom.
"This your kit?" He mellowed, studying Stormkit.
"Yes."
"Ok" the tom said and stepped away from Graypelt. He sat down and kept studying Stormkit.
We have the same colored pelt! Was Graypelt lying when she said Stormkit and Oakkit
weren't mine? the intruder thought.
"Graypelt, did you lie to me?" He said.
What is he talking about? What would my mother lie about? Stormkit thought,
confused.
"About what?" Graypelt meowed.
"About them," he pointed his tail toward Stormkit, and finished with " Her, Oakkit, and Toadkit."
"What about them?" Graypelt meowed, an irritated look on her face.
"Are they my kits?"
The look on Graypelt's face said everything. Stormkit, Oakkit, and Toadkit were half-clan. Stormkit stared at her paws, thinking.
I don't understand! I thought Sootpelt was my father!
Graypelt looked at her daughter and up at the ShadowClan tom. "Your not wrong, but your not exactly right."
"What do you mean? I'm either their father or not." Mewed the tom, confused.
"Sootpelt is more of a father than you will ever be. I mean, we're from different clans for StarClan's sake! We were young and I love Sootpelt! I made a
mistake and I will regret it for the rest of my life. So no, their not your kits. They never will be. They may have you blood, but they have ThunderClan's
spirit." Graypelt growled.
"They are my kits." the tom meowed again with a smirk on his face. " That means they belong to ShadowClan, and you cant stop me from taking them.
If you try, your on your way to StarClan."
Graypelt looked at the tom with hurt in her eyes, "You wouldn't dare. These are my kits, Darkfoot and your not going to get them. Killing me wont do
any good. If you want to ruin me, you wont do it by killing me."
Darkfoot looked at the queen, "You know, ShadowClan needs more warriors, these kits will fit in well with the clan."
"Your not taking them, and you know ThunderClan is very low on warriors since the last battle with the rogues. My clan needs them Darkfoot. They're
staying here." Mewed Graypelt, looking at him with a cold look in her eyes."You will never get them."
Darkfoot looked at her, an meowed, "ShadowClan gets one. The gathering is in one sunrise, and you have from now to chose which one to go." He
smirked, "That is, if there is anything left of ThunderClan to come to the gathering."
Stormkit slowly backed out of the nursery. The ShadowClan toms words stung her like a bee. That is, if there is anything left of ThunderClan to come to
the gathering. She repeated the words in her head.
Those words would never leave her mind.
That's all she heard.
All she saw was his smirk.
His dark gray figure.
His cold look of hatred toward her mother.
But that one soft look he had when he saw Stormkit.
That one moment where Stormkit thought she saw love in his eyes.
And she did.
She saw love.
He loved her, as a daughter.
He loved Oakkit.
He loved Toadkit.
They were his kits, and Darkfoot loved them.
He loved them.
That's why he didn't hurt them.
He didn't want to.
He just wanted to be a part of their life.
He loves us. The words repeated in her head again and again. They were like a forced headache.
Then something clicked.
He still loves my mother!
And it was True.
The look of Hatred was forced on his face because he wanted to raise one of his kits.
That's all he wanted.
Stormkit came back to reality in that moment.
All she heard was the roaring of the battle.
All she saw was the chaos of it.
All she felt was the wind on her pelt and the heat of the battle.
Then she felt a push, and all she could see was darkness.
Darkfoot's POV
My kits! He thought.
He looked at Graypelt and looked back to where Stormkit was.
"Where did she go?" He asked, puzzled.
"What do you mean? she's right the-" She paused.
"WHERE'S MY KITS! ALL MY KITS! STORMKIT! TOADKIT! OAKKIT!" She screeched, she was tired, he could tell. She was all but okay.
"Graypelt," He started, but he didn't know what else to say. His mind went blank.
But he had to continue. He had to finish what he was going to say, he knew it was important.
"I'll find the kits."
"And you'll take them! They need their mother!" She yowled.
"I'm not going to take them. They need you, I wont take them. But they need to know who their real father is. So does Sootpelt." He mewed.
"Sootpelt knows. Stormkit knows. Oakkit and Toadkit will know soon." Graypelt mewed calmly. Her eyes returning to their normal color.
Darkfoot ran out of the nursery. He knew what Stormkit looked like. But what did Oakkit and Toadkit look like?
I'll just grab any kit and put it in the nursery. He thought.
He ended up spotting a small, black figure first. Hiding in ferns that weren't too far away from the medicine den. The little kit was frantic, he could see it
in the eyes. Though he didn't know what kit this was, he ran to the ferns. The kit noticed the scent and backed farther into to ferns.
Of course, I'm a ShadowClan cat.
"Its okay. What's your name? I'm trying to get the kits back to the nursery. I really don't want to hurt them. Graypelt is a really nice cat, we were
friends as apprentices," Darkfoot whispered.
The kit was still uneasy, but scurried out."I'm Hollykit. I can help you find Stormkit and Oakkit and Toadkit and Molekit." She squeaked.
"Okay." He mewed, "lets start with Oakkit."
"Okay," she started, "there he is! And Toadkit and Molekit too!" she squeaked again.
She motioned toward three kittens trying to hide behind the warriors den.
"Lets go get them then, okay? Lets hurry up." Darkfoot meowed quickly, his voice only a whisper.
He ran over and swiped the kits with his tail. The nursery was right next to the warriors den, so there was no problem shoving the kits in the den and
running into the chaos of the battle.
Then he saw a familiar motionless figure, STORMKIT! He stared at the figure. The medicine den is right there, I can tell by the smell. If I could just pick her
up and put her in there for the medicine cat to find, she'll be okay. He hoped. He picked the kit up and put her in the medicine den carefully. He looked
around the clearing, they were winning. ThunderClan cats were scattered all over lying motionless. Oh StarClan, what have we done?
The most he could do was think. Then an idea came to his mind.
"ShadowClan, retreat!"
ShadowClan cats raced out the entrance to the ThunderClan camp. Yes!
He knew what he was doing was right. He had to help ThunderClan keep strong.
For his kits. For Graypelt.
I love you, Graypelt. I always will. The kits need you. Keep them. Your clan needs them. They will make strong warriors. He sent the silent message, hoping
Graypelt would receive it. But he needed to say one more thing again. He knew she had to get it.
I love you Graypelt.
I know its a bit rushed, and I'm actually surprised how long this chapter got, even though its still not that long.
Question: Do you like long or short chapters better?
I'll answer it next chapter. Review please! Thanks. And, CHECK OUT MY POLL!its posted on my profile:) thanks again!
-Ally
and I will do quotes from warriors books after chapters now, they will just be random,(most of the time...) okay!
" "Jayfeather, please wake up!" she begged. "Please! I cant carry you back to the hollow on my own."
"Wha . . .?" For a heartbeat, Jayfeather couldn't remember where he was, or why his Clanmate was panicking."
-Warriors: Omen of the Stars: The Fourth Apprentice, chapter 23(the page numbers might be different depending on the printing of the book.)
And if you have any parts from books that are your favorite, PM me and I will do that part after a chapter:)
