Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, or anything you recognise - that belongs to Erin Hunter. unicorns-are-fluffy owns Oreo, Rose, Amissa and Boon, and I thank Peperpaw for letting me use the name Raven *insert evil laugh*. DawnflowerMoonshinestarchase gave me the names Wind and Spike, and I owe a lot to kawaii-nyan-kitty who recently left fanfiction. She gave me her OC Missy to use in the story as Ivypool's main female rival, and when she comes more into play I hope kawaii-nyan-kitty is pleased with the way I write her. I would also like to thank The Darkness Inside Me for Rosefur and Storm, another faithful friend and reviewer. Oh, and I must thank the last Guest to review chapter Nine (or technically chapter ten) for the use of Juno. He certainly came in useful this chapter, thanks :)

So it may seem like I don't own a whole lot in this story, but I would like to remind you that I do own the plot, Rogue and a certain evil cat who is planning something bad.

Oh, yeah, and the only person who guessed correctly who the cat at the end of the last chapter was was BlackTopaz19, but The Song of the Felines was close with her answer, and Sarnia Oblivion got it right with his second guess. I want to thank everyone who reviewed and tried to guess, and so as my thank you, here is the next chapter!

IMPORTANT: This will definitely be my last update until the weekend at least, maybe for a couple of weeks, I don't know. I start school again tomorrow and it's my most important GCSE year, so I need to study really hard for my exams which means less time for writing. I'll write when I can, but that might not be too often, so don't get your hopes up for another chapter really soon.

Oh, and you might think the title sounds familiar. That's because it does. It's kind of the opposite of 'Peace will come on a Dove's gentle wing' - you know, that prophecy about Dovewing? Yeah, well I felt it was appropriate. I'm not entirely sure whether I can claim ownership of the title or not, but this author's note has gone on for long enough, so here is the next chapter at last!

Enjoy.

Chapter Ten

~ War Will Come On a Raven's Scarred Wing ~

Normal POV

After Ivypool had spent a few minutes telling Foxleap about the huge Twoleg den – the barn – where all of the Twolegplace cats gathered at night, Foxleap immediately wanted to go and check it out, but Ivypool stopped him because she didn't know what happened there during the day. They were in the middle of having a practice training session (Ivypool was determined not to let Foxleap win this time) when they were interrupted by a cat Ivypool had forgotten all about.

"Warrior! You're still here!" a young voice squeaked in surprise.

Ivypool rolled away from Foxleap and picked herself up off the floor. Turning to face the entrance to the den she hardly had time to catch her breath before the young black-and-white tom was hurtling towards her. He started speaking just as he pounced on her, pinning her to the ground.

"Rogue said you'd gone back to the Clans with those other nasty cats and I felt terrible because you saved my life and I never got a chance to thank you and I'm really sorry if it was Missy or one of the other Twolegplace cats who made you want to leave and I'm sure they didn't mean it and I'm really glad you're still here and I want to thank you so much for saving my life!" he burst out, speaking so fast his words all blurred together. He said all of that in one breath, so he was then forced to gulp in breaths of air.

Ivypool just lay there, shocked. "Oreo?" she mewed at last.

"Yes?" Oreo looked down at her eagerly.

"Would you mind letting me get up?" Ivypool asked, amused as Oreo's eyes widened and he quickly scrambled backwards.

"Sorry!" he squeaked.

Ivypool just smiled. "It's good to see you too – I'm glad you recovered," she told him. Looking past him she noticed his mother, Amissa, and his two siblings entering the den. They also looked surprised to see her,

"Thanks to you," Oreo told her, his eyes shining with admiration. "If you hadn't been there that red cat would have killed me!"

Ivypool blinked, surprised. "Foxleap wouldn't have-" she began, only to be cut off by Amissa.

"Oh, dear, I'm sorry if he's bothering you," Amissa tutted as she trotted forwards. "He just ran back here as soon as Rogue told us you had left."

Ivypool's ears pricked. "That's okay, he wasn't bothering me. He's just a little over-enthusiastic, is all. But... you've seen Rogue?"

"Yes," Amissa nodded distractedly. "We met him out hunting in the park... Oh! And I also wanted to thank you, properly I mean, for saving my kit's life and also for persuading Rogue to come and help us. Really, thank you ever so much..." the she-cat mewed, but she sounded distant, as if she was thinking of something else. "No, we really must be going. Goodbye Warrior. Come on kits, time to go." She turned around and began herding her kits towards the entrance.

"But we didn't get to talk to Warrior!" Boon protested as Ivypool stared after them. The fur on the back of her neck pricked as she realised something wasn't right with the way Amissa was acting.

"Yeah, she saved me too and I never even got to meet her!" Rose complained.

But Amissa was having none of it as she hustled her kits out of Rogue's den.

"Bye Warrior!" all three of them chorused before they were out of sight.

Ivypool was still in shock from how fast everything had happened. Something definitely wasn't right...

"Looks like someone's got a fan club," Foxleap teased, reminding her that he was still there.

Ivypool shook her head and turned back to face him. "Yeah... that was really strange though," she commented. "Did Amissa seem a bit... off to you?"

Foxleap shrugged. "You mean the kit's mother? I don't know, I guess." He padded closer to her and flicked a piece of straw off her shoulder with his tail. "You're covered in dust and straw," he told her.

Ivypool looked down at herself and wrinkled her nose. "That'll be fun to get off," she sighed, and then looked back up at Foxleap. His pelt was much cleaner than hers.

"It sure will," Foxleap agreed smugly, also looking down at his own clean fur.

Glancing around the den, Ivypool spotted a particularly dusty corner and a gleam suddenly entered her eye. "But I don't think I'll be the only one to enjoy the experience of a dry, dusty tongue."

Foxleap narrowed his eyes. "What do you m-" he began, only to yelp in surprise when the silver and white she-cat suddenly leaped towards him and bowled him over. They landed in the really dusty patch and Ivypool made sure to wrestle him on the ground until he realised what she was doing. "I won't be getting a dry tongue tonight if you can't catch me!" he wriggled out of her grasp and sprinted across the den with Ivypool in close pursuit.

Their game of chase continued for a few minutes longer until Ivypool finally cornered her denmate and forced him to wrestle her on the dusty ground.

"Ha, looks like I win," Ivypool hissed triumphantly in Foxleap's ear as she pinned him down.

Foxleap stared up at her defiantly. "I'm not giving up yet," he warned through gritted teeth as he struggled to throw his opponent off, but moons spent training in the Dark Forest had strengthened Ivypool's muscles and she stood firm, staring confidently down at Foxleap.

"You sure about that?" she checked when he couldn't get free. Foxleap lay still, and for a moment all she could hear was his breathing – fast and slightly heavy after their mock fight. She found herself drawn to Foxleap's eyes as he gazed up at her while catching his breath. They were a mesmerising green, and reminded her of the forest in Leaf-green.

"Fine, I concede," Foxleap admitted at last, his words somewhat breathy. He too was staring into Ivypool's dark blue eyes, held captivated by the beauty of them.

For a few long seconds, both cats simply gazed at each other. Who knows what might have happened next if Rogue hadn't entered the den at that precise moment, interrupting them.

Startled by the noise of Rogue's arrival – his claws clattering on the stone floor and his scent drifting towards them – Ivypool grew hot under her pelt with embarrassment and hastily scrambled off Foxleap.

"S-see? I told I could beat you," Ivypool said quickly, her voice coming out louder than she had meant it to as she turned to face Rogue.

He carried a dead pigeon in his jaws and was staring at them with an unfathomable expression. "I thought you left with your Clanmates," he meowed calmly as Foxleap also got to his paws.

Ivypool glanced at Foxleap. "I wanted to stay here – I have a feeling I'm not supposed to go back to the Clans... not yet, at least," she explained, trying to flatten her fur and stop it bristling with embarrassment.

Rogue looked unimpressed with their answer. "Well I hope you don't plan on staying here – I have my own guests to entertain," he told them, dropping his prey on the ground.

"But you said we were welcome to stay as long as we wanted to," Foxleap protested, coming to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ivypool, who immediately took a step to the side so their pelts weren't brushing. She told herself it was because she didn't want Rogue to think they were trying to threaten him by making it even clearer that there were two of them and only one of him. Foxleap didn't seem to question her movements though as his gaze was fixed on Rogue.

Rogue simply shrugged, swinging his head around to look at the entrance to the den as they heard cats approaching from outside. "Times change," he meowed in a hard voice.

Ivypool and Foxleap stared at him in disbelief. "Where are we supposed to stay then?"

Three cats padded into the den, each carrying a small piece of fresh-kill.

"Not my problem," Rogue told them before turning towards his 'guests'.

Ivypool studied the three newcomers and realised she recognised them. "It's Rosefur, Storm, and Missy," she murmured to Foxleap, not really surprised.

"Who's that?" Foxleap muttered in her ear as a fourth cat followed the other three in. He was a full grown ginger and white tom whom Ivypool didn't recognise, so she simply shook her head in confusion.

Rogue also appeared surprised by the fourth cat's appearance. "Juno," he greeted the tom in a cool voice. "I didn't expect to see you so far from the Alley, and in here of all places." Was it just Ivypool reading too much into the situation or was there a hard edge to Rogue's voice as he addressed the tom?

"Relax Rogue, I said he could come," Storm flicked his tail as he settled down to eat his scrawny finch.

Juno simply twitched an ear. "It was Warrior I came to see," he meowed. Ivypool froze as every cat in the den turned to stare at her.

"Me? Why?" Ivypool asked but Rogue padded in front of her, blocking her from Juno's view.

"I thought I told you to leave," he growled at the two Clan cats.

Ivypool bared her teeth. "Since when did I listen to you? You're not my leader," she growled back.

Foxleap eyed the rising hairs on Rogue's pelt and touched his tail to her shoulder. "Maybe we should go; I'm sure we can find somewhere else to stay," he said in an attempt to calm her.

Rogue glanced at Foxleap swiftly. "Scared to fight me?" he challenged, making the hairs on Foxleap's own pelt rise in anger.

"Never!" Foxleap spat, glaring. "But it would be five on two – an unfair fight. I'm no mousebrain," he added.

Juno looked between the two Clan cats with interest. "Four on two," he corrected the red-pelted warrior. "I didn't come here to fight."

Rogue's glare sharpened and he took a few steps towards Foxleap and Ivypool. "I told you to leave, now." His voice was stone cold, and fury sparked in his hard amber eyes.

Ivypool glared right back at Rogue. "You can't order us around!" turning to Juno, she added, "then what did you come here for?"

Juno gazed at her evenly. "I came to see if the rumours were true."

"Rumours? What rumours?" Ivypool asked quickly.

Juno shrugged and licked a paw, drawing it over an ear. "Raven has been getting reports from various cats about a newcomer in the Twolegplace, so he sent me with a couple of others, Wind and Spike, to find out which rumours were true and which were just that – rumours. Word is going round that you battled Stripes and won, humiliated some she-cats because you could, scared some kits senseless, fought off a whole pack of dogs single-pawed, and..." here, Juno cast a sly glance in Rogue's direction, "captured the heart of the untameable Rogue. Oh, and also that you have an invisible cat friend who advises you in battle." He sat back on his haunches to finish grooming his face. "See, most of those are completely ridiculous – that you beat Stripes, fought off a pack of dogs and have an invisible cat friend that advises you in battle is complete thistle-rot, but that you humiliated some she-cat and scared some kits I can believe. It remains to be seen whether Rogue really has fallen for you or whether that, too, was merely a rumour," Juno informed Ivypool nonchalantly with another sly glance at the bristling ginger tom.

"It's rumour, Juno. Like I would ever willingly give my heart to another," Rogue hissed scornfully. "You know what cats are like with their gossip."

Ivypool switched her gaze back to Rogue, and couldn't help but feel a prick of hurt at his words. She felt that somewhere in the sentence he had just spoken, there was a hidden barb aimed directly at her.

"We shall see," Juno purred. "But for now, Warrior and her companion must accompany me to Raven's ally – he wishes to meet with them himself." The ginger-and-white tom stood and padded towards the entrance of Rogue's den. Just before he reached it, he paused to wait for them to catch up.

Both clan cats stayed where they were. "Who does he think he is, ordering us about like that?" Foxleap directed the question towards Rogue, who looked at them with contempt in his eyes.

"Juno is one of Raven's guard. Raven is the... leader, if you like, of the Twolegplace. No cat comes and goes without raven knowing about it. He usually doesn't care much about the lower cats, he only pays attention to his guard, the cats who hunt for him in return for protection, his second in command, and any cat who causes trouble or a disturbance," Rogue told them in an expressionless tone.

Ivypool looked at Juno. "We're not interested in meeting with this 'Raven'. We just want to get on with our lives in peace," she meowed in the calmest voice she could, forcing her fur to lie flat.

Juno's whiskers twitched in amusement. "What makes you think you have a choice?"

Foxleap stepped forward, glaring. "Raven may be your leader but he's not ours – you can't force us to come with you," he growled.

Juno simply looked at Rogue and the other three cats in the den who had been eating their fresh-kill while listening in on the conversation.

"Juno, please, they won't cause any more trouble if you just let them go," Rosefur began, but Juno gave her a sharp look.

"Are you questioning me, and therefore indirectly questioning Raven?" he asked her smoothly.

"N-no, but-" Rosefur shook her head quickly.

Juno nodded in satisfaction. "So you will obey me and therefore Raven when I tell you and your... friends to escort these two outsiders to Raven?" he checked.

Rosefur looked at her paws. "I will, but I still think-"

"Good. Now come on, there is little time to spare," Juno snapped, watching with a silent gaze as Rosefur, Storm and Missy all padded over to Ivypool and Foxleap, and began herding them out of the den.

"Get off me!" Ivypool growled, snapping her teeth a millimetre away from Storm's whiskers when he nudged her to hurry her up. She lifted her head to look back at Rogue as she was being hustled out of the den, and her deep blue eyes met with his clear amber ones. Rogue then bounded forward, brushing past them on his way out of the den.

"I don't tell cats what to do without good reason," Rogue hissed at her, but his voice bore no vicious undertone; only... was it regret? But Rogue had jumped over the wall and was gone before Ivypool could really think about it.

"Hmph," Juno shot a quick glance after Rogue but didn't stop walking. "Good riddance."

As the rogues forced Ivypool and Foxleap to follow Juno down the streets, none of them meeting the Clan cats in the eye, Foxleap muttered in Ivypool's ear, "You know, it might not have been a bad idea to listen to Rogue after all."

Ivypool just gazed hopelessly back at Foxleap. "You think?"

They were being herded through the Twolegplace, each side blocked by a cat, where anyone could see them; and indeed, many cats did gather to take a look at the poor cats who were being dragged off to see Raven this time.

As Ivypool looked around the streets they passes, she saw one cat crouched on a low wall staring at her hungrily, but with a tinge of satisfaction in her blue-gray eyes.

"You!" Ivypool gasped, immediately realising where some of the rumours about her had come from... 'humiliating some she-cats just because you could', Ivypool repeated Juno's words to herself. Yeah, right. I'm in trouble for doing nothing wrong, and it's all her fault. Ivypool's eyes narrowed. Well, if they expect me to go down without a fight, then they've got another thing coming. She unsheathed her claws and raised her eyes to the sky, letting the sun reflect off of them. She gave a slight smile, and continued walking to what she and Foxleap assumed would be the end of them.

"Here we are," Juno halted outside a long, dark, shadowy alleyway that stank of rotten fish and crowfood. There were high stone walls running either side of the alley, and the end of the alley disappeared into darkness.

"Your leader lives down here?" Foxleap choked over the smell.

Missy gave the reddish tom an eye roll. "This is the visitors entrance," she told him as if explaining to a kit how hunting worked. "Raven lives on the other end of this alley, in a luxury den. But you won't get to see that, because Raven will be waiting in the Brick-Dump for you."

"Brick-Dump?" Ivypool echoed skeptically. "What's that?"

"Walk down there and you'll find out," Missy grinned. "Go on, we don't have all day."

Ivypool sighed and, taking a deep breath (and not letting it go until she reached the end of the ally) she plunged headfirst into the darkness with the other cats hard on her paws. Juno had already gone on ahead, presumably to forewarn Raven.

When she emerged into the clearing, she saw shy it was called the Brick-Dump. It was a fairly large clearing and would have been spacious too, if not for the mounds of broken bricks scattered throughout it. Glancing at the wall to her left, she realised there were only two entrances/exits. The one she had used, and one accessibly by climbing over piles of bricks.

"Do the cats actually live here?" Foxleap muttered scornfully, raking his eyes over the heads which were popping up all over the clearing, some from the strangest of places like right in the middle of a brick-mound.

"No, but they spend a lot of time here, especially Raven's chosen guard. Look, Raven will be here soon, and he'll explain everything," Rosefur assured Ivypool. But the silver and white tabby she-cat was not fooled into sheathing her claws.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? A couple of troublemakers, perhaps? Or maybe a couple of mischievous miscreants? But, no, what is that I smell? It cannot be the scent of Clan cats," sneered a voice from off to the left of the Brick-Dump. Ivypool and Foxleap both looked round until their eyes settled on the lithe figure of a completely black cat with dark eyes and sharp, unsheathed claws, standing atop one of the larger brick piles and staring down at them malevolently.

The instant Ivypool set eyes on him, the cat she knew must be Raven, she gasped as Hawkfrost's voice suddenly filled her ear, full of warning.

"If the Lone One does not stop it,

And the Fox does not yield to it;

War will come on a Raven's scarred wing,

And sweep away the hope of the Clans,

Leaving their light to ebb away in darkness."

Ivypool looked around wildly, shocked by the prophecy that had just spouted from the lips of the Dark Forest cat. But she saw nothing; only the cold smirk on the face of the cat named Raven.

Author's Note: Okay, okay, I know you guys all wanted a romantic moment between Ivypool and Rogue, and I gave you a romantic moment between Ivypool and Foxleap, but please don't kill me for that. I don't believe Ivypool is the type of cat to go rushing into a relationship with a cat she doesn't entirely trust, and since she's known Foxleap since... well, her whole life really, I think she's more likely to let a 'romantic moment' happen between then than she would if it was between her and Rogue. What about Hawkfrost, do I hear you say? Erm... I'll deal with him next chapter.

Ooooh yeah, can any of you guess what's up with Amissa? And Raven - HA! This story is about to get a whole lot more interesting, I can tell you. Who can guess what Raven's role in the story is going to be? (Okay maybe that question was a bit far-fetched... he could have a MILLION roles in the story if I wanted him to. So you don't have to answer that.) Oh, and there is a reason why the prophecy doesn't rhyme yeah okay I'm not good at rhyming but there's another reason too. I guess you'll have to wait for the next chapter to find out what it is though!

I just love the name Raven. Yup! Seriously, it's a great name :D

ANYWAYS, please review! ... Please... Please...?