NOTE! NOTE! NOTE!
I tried to do some of that concructive critism on this thing and tried to make it better like you all keep telling me to do! Tell me if I am doing a better job at it! Just do not flame!
"It is the Gathering tonight, so it is an ideal time to take over the world." Said Darkpaw. "We can kill the clan leaders!"
"But killing is-" Moonshimmer began, then she remembered she was pretending to be evil. "Good." She lied.
Screech, being the smart one said "Maybe if we join a Clan, we will have the respect of the Clan leaders and they will never suspect a thing! Then we can take over properly!"
"Yeah, but that will take too long," Darkpaw pointed out. "Besides, the Clans suck."
"Its to risky to just try and kill everyone! They might fight us and win!"
"Are you saying I might lose a fight?" Darkpaw hissed, his rainbow eyes turning multi-coloured. "ARE YOU???????" he snapped.
"W-well, I..."
"How dare you insult your leader like that!" Darkpaw snarled, and jumped on Screech, raking his claws down the blue cat's back. "I am the meanest cat that ever lived, and no cat is meaner than me! Ther's no way I could loose a battle!!!" Screech cried out in pain, and he tried to scratch Darkpaw, but he couldn't – the rainbow eyed tom was too strong!
Moonshimmer and Tranquila tried to stop him, but they could not! They were worried that they would die! But Moonshimmer was a good cat who cared more about other cats than herself, and she thwacked Darkpaw in the face with her claws! However, it was too late. Screech was dying. A pool of blood was forming on the ground, and his life was draining from him.
"NO!!!! Screepaw, my love, I will avenge your death!" Tranquila cried. Tears streamed down her face, and she collapsed to the ground by her dying lover.
"There's nothing you can do, Tranquilpaw!" the blue-gray tom said. "Take care of our kits and remember I love you forever, even when I am in StarClan!" And then Tranquilpaw kissed him one last time and then his eyes closed and then he was gone.
"Moonshimmer! Use your resusitation powers to bring him back to life!" Tranquila pleeded. Moonshimmer tried, but it didn't work on evil cats! Not that he was evil, but it would seem that way because he was following the dreaded Darkpaw.
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So the cats set off fot the Gathering, Tranquila crying all the way. On the way, Darkpaw said "Moonshimmer, you need a better name. From now on you are called Blackheart." But Moonshimmer did not like this name! Apart from the fact it sounded sort of racist, she liked her own name better because she had a moon on her head and her heart was not black [as far as she knew]. So to her she was still Moonshimmer because that's a really pretty name and some mousebrains like Darkpaw just didn't appreciate true beauty.
The Glitterstones were surrounded with cats, from all of the 4 Clans. First, Rainbowstar stepped up to announce his Clan's news.
"Prey is looking good, and one of our queens, Reflectionsoul, had some kits. They are called Vengeancekit and Saltkit. That is all."
Next it was Nebulastar's turn. "Gaysparkle is now a fully fledged medicine cat. He deserves a round of applause!" All the Clan cats clapped their paws together for Gaysparkle.
Then Vanillastar came up, looking very sad. And this made Moonshimmer sad because she did not like to see other cats upset! "Our beloved deputy Moonshimmer went missing, and if anyone sees her please tell me because she is such a great warrior and we do not want to lose her!"
A snowy white tear fell down Moonshimmer's face. Her Clan really cared about her! And how could she possibly betray them? "Here I am!" she called. "I am alive, and there's nothing to worry about!"
"Hooray!" Vanillastar shouted, as well as the other cats in the Gathering.
"Yes, but so am I!" an deep voice was heard. "You all knew me as Lilypaw, but now I am back as Darkpaw and I shall rule the forest!"
"I thought I exiled you?" Said Vanillastar. He tilted his head in confusion. "Oh well. Since I am the Clan leader, I have more authority than you, even though I am a crappy leader, and so I can get my revenge since you killed Lavendarstar and Glasswater and Devilkit and a bunch of other cats! From now on, your name is officially LILYBLOSSOM!"
Laughter was heard throughout the clearing, and Lilyblossom blushed. He was so embarrased! "I will kill you all, if it is the last thing I do!" he said, and ran up to Vanillastar, with his claws extended. The dragon followed him, flying through the air. Everyone screamed when they saw the dragon!
"Fine! You are both exiled from the forest!" Vanillastar said, but it was too late – the dragon breathed out fire and it burned Vanillastar! He lost a life! "Now go! Otherwise I will change your warrior name to something even worse!"
Lilyblossom hated this idea, and he did not want the dragon killing anyone because he wanted to do it himself, so he retreated with his winged companion.
"Yay for Vanillastar!" Moonshimmer and Tranquila chanted. "See, you are a good leader!"
"Tranquilpaw! I have been looking for you everywhere!" a dark grey cat walked over. It was Startalon. "And I think you should get your officiall medicine cat name. From now on, you will be known as Tranquildream."
"Tranquildream! Tranquildream!" the cats chanted their support. The loudest was her fellow medicine cat, Gaysparkle. He bounded cheerfully over to her.
"What is wrong?" he asked concernedly, noticing the tears down her face. "Do not cry!"
"Screepaw died!" Tranquildream wept.
"Tranquildream! I am so sorry!" he said, giving her a sympathetic lick on the forehead.
"I wish I could be happy again, but... he is gone!"
"Hey, you can always be happy when you want to!" Gaysparkle said optomistically.
"Thank you, Gaysparkle." The black and white she-cat said softly.
"No problem."
"Anyway, let us get on with the gathering!" Dragonstar said. "One of our warriors, Bleedinglove, was found dead in the camp yesterday. He was bleeding from his throat, and we don't know what happened. I bet it was Lilyblossom though!" Everyone booed at the mention of Lilyblossom's name.
"Well, now that he is gone, we have got nothing to worry about, right?" a ginger cat asked.
"I guess." Said Dragonstar. "Well, that is all. You are now free to chat under the sacred truce of StarClan." He stepped down, and all the cats began to have conversations. Tranquildream was still sad, even though Gaysparkle had tried to cheer her up, so he tried talking to her again.
"Do you not think Screepaw would have wanted you to move on?" he pointed out.
"I guess." Tranquildream said, and sighed. "I just wish he could have earned his warrior name. He was such a good cat. But you're right. There is nothing I can do, so I might as well forget about him... besides, I am beginning to think I like another cat."
"Really?" Gaysparkle said in surprise. He did not think she could ever love another cat! "Who is it?" He thought it must have been someone like Braveheart or Talonclaw – they were great warriors who any she-cat would love!
"Well, I do not really think I should tell you – I do not know whether he likes me back. And I do not know whether he even likes she-cats..."
"No, come on. I am your friend, you can trust me."
"Hey!" a voice suddenly chimed in. It was Freezingpaw, an annoying apprentice from EmeraldClan. "Are you really gay, or was your mother just really mean?"
"For your information, I am just happy." Gaysparkle said, unamused.
"Oh. Okay, bye!" She skipped off to irritate some other cats.
"Well that is one thing cleared up." Tranquildream muttered to herself.
"What?" Gaysparkle asked confusedly. "Anyway, come on, who is it?"
"Well, I will tell you, if you promise not to tell anyone else."
"I swear on my life."
"It is you." She whispered in his ear.
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Meanwhile, another threat was lurking in the forest. A group of black and white creatures were sitting in a circle, talking. "This territory is great! It has everything we need – forests, meadows, marshland, and I am sure there's even something we could do with that desert..."
"But your majesty, we are greatly outnumbered by the cats. There are too many of them!"
"Yeah, but judging by how they reacted when we killed one of their warriors and left him in the camp, they will not last long. They will all be too scared!"
Another of the creatures spoke. "We need to watch out for a little white one with purple eyes. She chased me away once!"
"Stripe, if you ran away from a cat, surely you are not worthy of being in our elite force."
"But she is tough!"
"Fine, fine. You can stay. But we need to get rid of her. She could be a danger to us all!"
"Agreed. The purple-eyed one must die!"
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Later that night, the warriors went back to their Clans. Tranquildream went back to her den, tired and exhausted, and lay down in her nest. She drifted off to sleep. She found herself in the forest, at the exact same place where her beloved Screepaw died. The air smelled of his sweet scent, and then... she saw him!
"Screepaw!" she called excitedly. "I never thought I would see you again!"
"Tranquildream," he said softly, and they touched noses. "It pains me to be away from you. But because you are a medicine cat, you can get dreams from StarClan, so we can be together again."
"Y-you do not mind that Gaysparkle likes me... right?" Tranquildream asked, anxious that maybe he wouldn't accept it.
"Do whatever you want with him. He does not have to know about us." Screepaw sat down next to her, their tails linked. "Well, the real reason I came to see you is to warn you of a great danger that is coming. It is time to show your true colours, because they are those of enemies!" he said mystically.
"What do you mean?" Tranquildream asked, but before she could say anything else, he'd disappeared! "Why do StarClan cats always do that?" she wondered.
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The next day, everything was back to normal in the SapphireClan camp. Cats were hunting, patrolling, eating, and sharing tongues. Moonshimmer picked up a rabbit from the fresh-kill pile and begun to eat it. But then she saw a face poking through the tunnel leading into the camp. It was black-and-white striped.
"What is that?" she thought. The face disappeared, and re appeared a few seconds later, followed by many others of it's kind. And that was when Moonshimmer saw the rest of the creatures!
"BADGER ATTACK!!!" she yowled! The badgers came running through the camp, running to the warrior dens.
"Everyone! Wake up!" she shouted.
She darted over to a badger that was by the nursery, and slashed it in the face!
"No one hurts my kits and gets away with it!" she said boldly!
The warriors began to come out of their dens and fight the badgers off. Tranquildream ran up to Moonshimmer and said "This must be what Screepaw was talking about in my dream! Because they're all black and white, and I am black and white too!"
Moonshimmer was confused, but she and the other warriors continued trying to chase the badgers off. One of them had Mockingbirdheart pinned to the ground, so Moonshimmer jumped on it's back and bit it's neck! The badger jumped up in shock, and ran away!
Then Moonshimmer put her paw on Mockingbirdheart, and his wounds were healed.
Eventually, they managed to chase all the badgers away, and Tranquildream and Moonshimmer repaired all the dens. Vanillastar was proud of both of them, and so he let them have extra fresh-kill. But Moonshimmer did not want to be treated any differently, so to make up for it she went out and caught some more prey – two rabbits, a vole, two chipmunks, a kestrel, three squirrels, and a wolf!
She gave the wolf to her kits, and they all became big and strong. She gave the kestrel to Vanillastar, and he was happy because it was a present from the one he loved. She gave the squirrels to Tranquildream and her kits, kept the vole for herself (she was slightly hungry, after all) and put the rabbits and the chipmunks on the fresh-kill pile for the rest of her Clanmates.
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Elsewhere in the forest, a dark brown shape lay on the forest floor. It was not very obvious that it used to be a cat. It's fur was in tatters and it's eyes glazed. It had scars all over its body. It looked like it had been dragged through a hedge backwards! Its tongue hung lazily out of its mouth. And then it began to twitch! It scrambled up, and stood up straight, an evil grin on it's face. You wouldn't have thought it was alive, and in fact it was not – it was undead. It's ugly bloodshot eyes glared around the forest, looking for victims. But most of all, looking for the ginger guy that had killed it.
This creature was Jasminedung – in her zombie form.