Now on with the story. And for all you who don't know this(which is everyone) This is the last chapter. And something I kind of forgot about for all the chapters,
Disclaimer: I don't own warriors, or the idea. I only own Twitchtail, my loyal feline friend
"Yes, brother."
"But, how could this happen. You're lying, I don't have a brother"
"Well, then you are stupid. I mean, look how alike we look. Haven't you ever noticed that?"
"Now that you talk about it, yes, I have. But still, how did this happen?" Twitchtail replied getting off his 'brother.'
"Well, our mother was a rouge. She was killed when her and a group of rouges attacked Sunclan. Days later, my adopted mother, Silentwind, found me and you near Threetrees. She took me but left you because she thought you were dead."
Sharpclaw paused and Twitchtail added, "But I was alive, and how did Grassclan find me."
"Well, we were actually located in Grassclan territory. So they must have found you and thought there was a way to save you from death."
"That's still to hard to believe. How could I have lived my life and not have known that?"
"At least you know that now. Anyways, why did you pin me down?"
"You know why I did."
"I know, I just wanted to remind you."
"Why did you do it. How dare you."
"Now it sounds like the very beginning"
"Stop getting sidetracked."
"Fine," he muttered under his breath. "If you really want to know, I wanted you to become leader."
"I know you have a better reason."
"No, really. I thought that if you knew we were brothers, and were leader of the clan, you would join with Sunclan to drive Willowclan out. Waterstar asked Icestar, but she said no. So instead we joined with Willowclan to drive Grassclan out."
"Well it won't work."
"Really, let's review. An apprentice was killed by my patrol to kill cats wandering outside of the camp. She was obviously very mousebrained. Why wander on battle day. They were supposed to kill the look-out cat too, but I'm not sure if that actually worked. And also, you have no leader, which makes the clan weak."
"Don't talk about Shadepaw like that." he growled.
"What do you mean. Was she your apprentice?" Sharpclaw meowed, purposefully trying to make him mad, to delay him even more.
"Yes."
"Well then, she was super mousebrained."
I jumped on my brother, with my claws out. But Sharpclaw was quicker. He pinned me down with his sharpest claw held down near my throat.
A battle cry was heard from the faraway camp.
"I almost forgot to mention that you were missing from the camp too," my now greatest enemy smiled as he ran away.
How could I let him do that. He was trying to trick me, and I let him. But I can't help but wonder, was he telling the truth? I though as I ran to the camp.
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Twitchtail finally arrived at the camp. The cats of his clan were far out numbered, who knew there would be so many cats in Sunclan and Willowclan combined. He noticed many of the clan laying dead on the ground, being trampled by the fighting cats. Birchwing ran up to him.
"Finally you're back. We need to retreat, there's to many of them. And it's starting to rain."
"I know, tell some cats to take the dead cats and run from the camp, up the hill. There is someone I need to find."
"Ok, whatever you say."
I walked up to Sharpclaw with my claws unscathed. But he noticed me.
"So, how do you like the battle so far?"
"You have no clue how much I hate you." I growled, threateningly.
"Sure I do, you hate me a lot."
"Wow, you do. Anyways, have fun being deputy
"I will, trust me."
"I wish I could," I meowed, truthfully.
He replied questioningly. "Why can't you?"
"Well, never mind. Just be happy, cause you won't be for long."
"Why won't I."
"You don't want to know why."
"I won't challenge you with that," he meowed, with a hint of regret in his voice.
"RETREAT GRASSCLAN, RETREAT."
I climbed the slope that lead to the edge of our territory and stood on a rock in the middle of the path. I turned around and located Sharpclaw staring at me. Anger welled up inside me. Lightning lit up the sky behind me and thunder sounded. Wind gusted and blew my fur to the side.
"I am Twitchtail, soon to be leader of Grassclan. My one and only goal, is to see you dead."
As I said those words, barely audible with the pounding sound of rain, I knew I would never forget them. I turned around, and walked away into the thick forest.
Well, that's the last chapter. I'll be writing a sequel in about a month, after I finish my other story. It's going to be named Return of Grassclan or The Rise of Grassclan. I'm not sure, you(the reviewers) can tell me which you like the most, or give me an idea for a different title. And I thank all the cats who let me use their warrior names, because if it wasn't for them, it would have taken me a while to think of all those names.
