*Shimmerclan: Our Last Days*

A/N: This chapter we get to see more of Piccolo, the mysterious cat who showed up last chapter. I love using this character, mainly cause she was my first "Anti-clan" cat I made.

Chapter 3:

*S*

Piccolo stumbled upon Jeremi and Onyxpaw as she raced through the woods. "Get off him rouge." she growled racing towards them.

Onyxpaw yowled in pain as Jeremi's claws tore through his fur and skin. He turned and saw a she-cat growling at Jeremi.

Jeremi ignored her, busy mauling the unfortunate apprentice. The leg; he wanted a leg, so the clanner couldn't run. He reached for a limb with his teeth, battering his stomach with his hind claws at the same time.

Piccolo sighed. "I didn't want to do this. Rouge cat, do you know who I am and where I'm from!" She hated being ignored.

Jeremi gave her a quick glance. "I can tell you I don't give a damn, being the leader of the Dark Star."

"I am a member of the Elite* and I can have you killed. So very, very easily." Piccolo said boredly.

"Unlikely." Jeremi quipped. "They've been trying for moons."

"Whatever," Piccolo said waving her tail; she didn't have the patience for. "Anyway, I need to speak to Wishstar; we have some...business to take care of."

"And who do you expect to take you there?" he gave Onyxpaw another slash. "This little guy? He's a bit held up at the moment. Try hell…I'm sure you'll fit right in."

Onyxpaw screeched in agony. Piccolo growled. When she saw the black cat, her eyes widened. "Onyxkit." she whispered. She shook her head, "Either you take me or I'll take myself. Fleabag,"

Onyxpaw lay still and waited for a chance to run. Jeremi grasped one of Onyxpaw's legs in his teeth, his grasp firm and almost gentle. Still, if Onyxpaw moved it would tighten instantly.

"Well goodbye fleabag." Piccolo said waving her tail and continuing on to find Wishstar. She walked away and had to steel herself from knocking the tom to the ground, but that would just make it worse for Onyxpaw.

Onyxpaw took a deep breath. Jeremi looked around to make sure the she-cat was gone, then, when he was sure that she was, with a quick twist of his head, he snapped Onyxpaw's leg.

Onyxpaw shrieked loudly, blacking out from the pain.

~S~

Mars struck Violetheart a hard blow to the head, and her grip loosened. He scrambled up and lunged, knocking the stunned warrior to the ground. "Twice in so many days, huh?" he taunted, pinning her down.

"Get off!" Violetheart used her good hind leg to thrust the tom off her, and bounded to her paws.

"This little bas**** made me useless, and I intend to make him pay for it!" Violetheart snarled to herself, rounding on Mars.

Mars met her charge in midair, ripping at her throat with razor claws. Mars kicked Violetheart in the chest, and the warrior gasped for breath. She held on, clawing at the rogue.

~S~

"That's not fair," Wishstar growled. "They have done no wrong."

"Jeremi isn't known for his fairness either," Agony said nonchalantly.

Wishstar suddenly stod up. "If my clan fights. I fight too." she growled at Agnoy.

Agony smiled, green eyes glinting. "And I can tell you that there are enough Dark Star cats out there to overrun your camp. Your surrender is all that is stopping me from given the order to Esperos to tell the others to attack your clan, Wishstar, but do as you will."

"Take me to Manderfall then and I'll have everything straightened out." Wishstar said.

"You're staying here." Agony corrected. "All we're doing is chasing them home, with the very real threat of death to speed them along."

Wishstar sat down and began thinking of something she could do that wouldn't bring about the destruction of her clan. "You're killing them and you know it!" She growled.

"Being the greatest force around has made them lazy and weak." Agony said. "They should run faster."

"We never were the greatest force." Wishstar said softly.

*S*

Piccolo sniffed the air and traced Wishstar's scent to where they were. "Well, I leave one fleabag behind to find another." She said disdainfully.

Agony glanced at Piccolo, but ignored her.

Wishstar saw the other she-cat. "Secretpaw." she whispered

Piccolo curled her lip. "Not anymore! I am not a clan cat. But I won't sit here and watch these fleabags destroy what I want to later in life." she growled at Agony, her blue eyes hard as stone.

"Dream on, clanner-you're one cat, and no match for me alone." Agony sounded bored. "Go find some other cat to bother."

Piccolo's fur fluffed out. "I AM NOT A CLAN CAT YOU FLEABAG! I AM A MEMBER OF THE ELITE!" She yowled. The tiny she-cat was furious. The Elite hated to be even associated with clan cats.

"All the same to me," Agony said, undaunted. "Useless, annoying and lazy. While the Elite does have some use because it dislikes the clans, it's still something we might get to run down eventually. Does that sound fun or what?" He waved his tail and glanced at Wishstar.

~S~

Cloudpaw nodded and quickly kept running. She ran into the camp breathless. Finally she caught her breath. "Manderfall! We need more cats! Rogues attacking..." She meowed.

Manderfall nodded. "I heard the sounds of fighting not far from here. How many rogues are there?"

"About fifteen. I don't know exactly, Violetheart told me to come to camp for reinforcements." Cloudpaw meowed taking deep breaths, and trying to slow her heartbeat.

"Fifteen?" Manderfall asked in shock. "That many? Is it that group with Mars in it?"

Cloudpaw nodded. "I think it's led by twin toms or something like that." She meowed. "We apprentices were being led into a trap by them cats. I knew something was wrong but Onxypaw didn't really listen to me."

"I'm ready to fight, Manderfall." Mistyfur meowed stepping forward, her blue eyes set.

"Yes of course," Manderfall said. He seemed to be spacing off a bit.

"Manderfall. Most of our warriors are already fighting the rouge cats. Who will we send besides me or you? The apprentices cannot fight this battle. They have little training in battle moves." Mistyfur meowed to Manderfall, who seemed to be in a trance.

"What?" Manderfall said, and then he shook his head, "Oh yes. Well... let's try and find their leader. Ripplepaw, stay here with Cloudpaw. Firefeather, I'm leaving you Dappleshade, Galebreeze, and the other apprentices. I'm taking Mistyfur, Reedpelt, Windsong, and Heatherpaw. Good luck here." He said turning and walking away, with the cats he had named following him.

"May Starclan watch your paths," Firefeather called after him. The ginger tom shook his head. Yeah, they needed more help than they had.

*S*

*The Elite is an anti-clan. It is sort of like BloodClan was. It's a group of cats on WCRPG, and Piccolo is the equivalency of an apprentice in it. (I barely use her anymore.) They are ruthless and don't even like loners or rouges.

*Shimmerz*