A/N: Snake and Ice are from Bloodclan and they are the first cats revealed that are actually part of the Warriors series. Anyway, a few more comments/reviews would be nice. Workin' hard.
The afternoon sun radiantly cast its warming lights upon the roofs and streets of the human civilization. Three cats ran rabidly, darting as fast as they could, away from two humans in tan uniforms. They seemed to streak across the sidewalks, tripping a young child and worrying its mom, then disappear behind a corner and into the protective shadows of an alley. The humans turned the corner and knew with experience, that the cats ran into the alley.
This is going to be a much more difficult job, the human with the black leather shoes and baseball cap said, clutching a net.
The other human snickered at imagining the extra money he'd receive after putting three more animals in the pound. His boss would reward him graciously.
Together, they stepped into the darkness of the alley; the rotting smells of banana peels and leftover food clouded the atmosphere. Those rotten cats were nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, the human with the black leather shoes and the baseball cap noticed a flicker of movement in the blackest corner of the alley.
"I'm gonna go check it out, Henry," the man muttered coldly, bracing himself to confront a trapped cat.
The other human nodded, and pulled out a gun with sleep darts locked and loaded. He grinned a wicked grin.
Out of nowhere, a scream pierced the alley. Henry looked at his colleague, and half his face was literally soaked in blood. A cat was clinging, biting his shoes, and another cat had snapped the net in half. Dangerous hisses and screams of agony choked the peace hanging loosely in the air. All of a sudden, Henry realized that those two cats were the exact same cats that had released last week's catches of cats at the pound… and last week's payment. The encouragement bolstered his wits, and he stomped over and scooped up a hissing and flailing cat in the net, shot it with a dart, and almost immediately, it fell unconscious. He cackled, bent on taking revenge, while loading another dart.
Snake hid quietly in the shadows, waiting for the foolish human to come near him. Since the last mission in the pound, he knew that Scourge was right. Anger was to fuel to invincibility. At moments later, when the human seemed to be futilely teasing him out, he sprang out in a quick flash of nothingness and raked both claws across the human's face. There came a quick piercing howl that caused his ears to flatten back, but he leaped back and held onto the human's face for a few seconds, before it flung him off. He flipped onto his limbs, and began scampering back to cause injuries, when his teammate, Ice, gripped onto the human's legs with such force that blood came drifting out, furiously. More piercing screams echoes along the alley, with their hisses of attack harmonizing with the screams in a bloody melody.
Then in a moment too soon, another human trudged up, kicked Ice to the ground, and scooped him up with a wide net. What happened next was horror to Snake's eyes: Ice was shot in the side with some sort of invisible projectile because immediately, Ice fell into a trance and started to sleep.
Curse those sleep needles, Snake thought, become fueled and burning with rage. He finished the human off with a front rake to the other side of its face, and kicked its crotch, watching it crumple to the ground, struggling with the pain. His real foe was the human with the gun. As long as that human didn't run away, Snake was absolutely sure that he could win this battle.
The human aimed the launcher at Snake and shot, but Snake easily dodged the projectile. Surprised, the human began loading another projectile, only to clumsily drop it to the ground, and bent to pick it up. That was a fatal mistake. Two other cats he had been helping, gray tabby and a big brown cat leaped out from behind a garbage can and tackled the human to the ground. The human quickly lost hold of Ice, who was entangled in the net. The gray tabby easily untangled Ice from the net and gripping him by the scruff, carried him back behind Snake and set him down beside three bags of sautéed chicken and another orange she-cat.
Snake charged at the human trying to get back up from the ground, and knocked him back to the ground, a fresh cut on the neck, oozing with blood. The air was pungent with the odor of salty blood. The brown cat ripped apart the other human's hat easily and damaged its scalp. After a few blunt kicks to the head, the human that had dropped Ice collapsed in unconsciousness. Snake headed over to give it a killing gash in the throat, but before he could even lift a claw, there came a feminine hiss from behind.
"Even though we've defeated them, it would be a little troublesome if the humans found two dead bodies in this alley," the orange she-cat spoke with an alluring tone. "We better leave with this pile. You two will be welcome to share this with our little party."
Snake yowled in protest, but didn't disobey the she-cat's wishes. After all, if he did disobey, then he probably wouldn't get a share of the food they cooperated to steal. "Have it your way," he hissed. He turned around into the alley, uncovered a hidden tunnel in the side of a building, and together, they crept through it, stealthily making it back towards the party… with two newcomers.