HAI! Yes, if you read the allegiances and noticed this: I do realize that I forgot Rabbitear, Ravenflight and Silverfeather for MistClan (I believe)

~Marble OUT!

Chapter 3: (Yes I know it's really the fourth but since the last one was the allegiances…)

"Get up," a cat growled beside Swankit. "Go away…" she mumbled, still half asleep.

Sharp claws connected with her side. "Hey! That hurt!" Swankit protested, sitting up and glaring at the cat in front of her- Brackenkit. Swankit looked away. "What do you want?" she asked, staring at the wall.

"Come outside," he told her. "me and Brackenkit want to show you something." Oh, great. Yet another chance to make fun of me, or make me look stupid in front of the Clan. Swankit sighed. "Fine," she muttered under her breath, following the tom as he led her into the clearing and to a corner of the camp where a large oak branch created a small hideaway.

This will be fun… "We wanted to show you this... " Branchkit mewed, waving his tail towards a small stream running through the area. "What? A stream?" she snapped, narrowing her eyes. What was the point of showing me this? I could be sleeping right now! The two brothers looked startled. "Come over and look at it. See, there's fish in it!" Swankit, her interest sparked, padded over curiously to peer into the shallow water. As she was about to pull away, annoyed, to say there was nothing in there, her head was suddenly shoved into the water.

Swankit struggled under her captor. She tried to breathe in, but instead got mouthfuls of water. Help… Black spots dotted her vision. No…! The weight was lifted off of her. Swankit attempted to raise her head to get air, but she was dizzy and fell back into the water. Some cat grabbed her scruff and heaved her up, glaring at the two toms accusingly.

"What happened?" Brackenkit gasped innocently, bounding over to them. "W-Wolfpaw?" Swankit sputtered, coughing up water. "Did she fall in?" Branchkit asked. Swankit threw a deadly glare at him. "Sure, that's what happened," she rasped, standing up. She turned to the medicine cat apprentice, so far the only cat who hadn't blamed her for Redkit and Fuzzykit's deaths.

"Come with me," he mewed sympathetically. As they walked, he leaned closer to whisper in her ear, "I know it was their fault. You aren't stupid enough to drown in that water." Swankit blinked. Wow. There's one cat on my side. Maybe.

Swankit padded beside Wolfpaw in silence to the medicine cat den, flopping into one of the already made nests to breathe. "Wolfpaw, why have you brought this… thing in here?" Wavefur hissed. Wolfpaw stood and dipped his head. "Wavefur," he began. "Those two tom-kits, Brackenkit and Branchkit or whatever, Marblekit's brothers, held poor Swankit here under the water. Luckily, I was there to pull her out before she… you get it." Wavefur rolled his eyes. "Mmhmm. Brackenkit and Branchkit are not that terrible! I bet Swankit just gave up and decided to try and kill herself! Oh, and if she was, you should have let her! No cat in this Clan even likes 'poor' Stupidkit anyway!" Swankit felt her rage build. Against Marblekit, Brackenkit, Branchkit, Wavefur… Any cat that had ever harmed her. She wanted revenge.

"What did I ever do to you? Why do you hate me?" she snarled, spinning around and pelting out of the den, heading for the camp entrance. Wolfpaw chased after her quickly.

The apprentice kept running after her, following her into the forest and to a small puddle. She sat down, panting, and looked into the water. The white she-kit examined her reflection. "What's wrong with me?" she whimpered.

Nothing is wrong with you, dear Swankit, a voice drawled in her head. It's simple: you want revenge. You need it. Swankit frowned.

No! No- I don't want or need revenge! I just- I'm so mad at them! They ruined my life. D-do you understand? There was a pause before the voice answered.

Yes. I understand. And we are going to make them understand, too.

Wolfpaw was sitting beside her. Swankit glanced up from her reflection and sighed. "Why did you follow me?" she asked. The grey apprentice turned his head towards her. "Because, Swankit. The rest of the Clan doesn't see how smart you are. How much potential you have. You're going to be a great warrior," he mewed, a faraway look in his eyes. "No; there's something wrong, isn't there? Is there a prophecy about me or something?" The tom sat up straighter. "No. There is no prophecy, Swankit. And if there was, I couldn't tell you. You're just a kit."

The she-kit stared after him as he stood and slowly padded away. "B-but… wait! I- I don't know where to go…" She bounded after his trail, hoping she could find her way back. Swankit stopped suddenly. Why should I go back? It would be so easy to just run away… The voice replied almost instantly.

No! You have to go back to the Clan. No matter what any cat says, Swankit, the Clans need you.

:3 Sorry I didn't upload this earlier but I had to go somewhere… But there you have it… Also, I will try and finish another chapter today/tomorrow.