FlashClan

By Furyfur

Heartbreak

Furyfur's POV

Note- Flames are welcome now. Please R&R. FuryXWreck haters should stay really far away from this chapter. Yet at the same time FuryXWreck haters might love it.

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Furyfur probably had the heaviest heart in FlashClan. She probably had a storm in her head bigger than the one that had swept all of HavocClan territory away before she was kitted. Wreckpaw had chosen to go back to the clan that threw him out into the wild on his own instead of his best friend.

Furyfur was walking to HavocClan territory. She had told Snowpaw about it. She said she was going crazy. Furyfur wasn't crazy. Just full of the one thing she was usually full of: Fury.

The pure white she-cat glared at a tree, very close to HavocClan. The tree had sunlight glittering through the leaves. It looked so friendly; it reminded her of Wreckpaw's happy smile, sleek pelt, everything! It reminded her of exactly what she was trying to forget. She unsheathed her claws and made dozens of scratch marks on the tree.

Furyfur stopped clawing at the tree all at once and froze.

Something was coming.

"Wreckpaw!" Furyfur hissed as she swung around to meet the traitor.

"Furypaw!" Wreckpaw purred happily as he ran up to her and rubbed her pelt against his.

Furyfur seemed delighted for him to do so, but didn't let that happiness give it away that she missed her friend. "It's Furyfur now, you twit!" Furyfur hissed, forcing out the words as if she actually thought it mattered. "I'm a medicine cat now."

Wreckpaw purred and pushed himself closer to her. "I always knew you could do it. I always believed in you. By the way, I'm a warrior now!" He was purring as if he could never purr again, and Furyfur started to get a little claustrophobic at the way he buried his nuzzle into her fur. "I'm Wreckstorm."

Furyfur felt an uncontrollable glow of pride, but refused to give in. All at once, Wreckstorm's smile disappeared. "You're mad at me, aren't you?"

Furyfur couldn't pretend to hate him anymore. She whispered in the softest voice she could manage. "Why did you leave?"

Wreckstorm stared at his paws. "I have a story for you, Furyfur. All of HavocClan told me that when I was kitted, my mother was one of the sweetest cats in HavocClan. But I wasn't strong enough to be apprenticed, so they kicked me out. I didn't want to leave my mother, so I tried to prove myself worthy enough to become an apprentice. When the cats carried me away, I tried to fight them."

Furyfur was listening without a word, mouth half-opened. Wreckstorm showed her his forepaw. It had a little bit of fur missing, revealing one of the worst looking scratches Furyfur had ever seen. Wreckstorm continued, "They beat me, of course, and threw me out of the camp. I was too young to wander far, so my mother caught up with me that sunhigh. She told me that I was Wreckkit, because me leaving HavocClan wrecked her heart, and to remember her forever."

Wreckstorm looked down sadly at his paws. "But I didn't remember her. I forgot her, and it's all because of my forgetfulness that my mother died. She died having another kit. A kit that was strong enough."

"Wreckstorm…"

"I was dead inside all of my life that I wandered the forest. LightningClan renamed me Wreckpaw, but I would never deserve Clan life. But…" Wreckstorm looked up at Furyfur with a warm smile on his face, "When I met you, all of that ended. I knew HavocClan would fight for me, though. That's why I had to leave."

Wreckstorm looked straight into Furyfur's eyes. "It was all because I loved you, Furyfur."

Furyfur didn't know how to react. She loved him too. More than she could love anybody, but reality had to take place. She knew what she had to do.

Wreckstorm didn't take his eyes off hers. "Do you love me too?"

For a second, everything seemed right in the world. All of Furyfur's worries were gone. She didn't care that no one had come looking for her after she left for HavocClan territory. She didn't care that even though Flashstar had died and they just recently got a new leader who was cold-hearted. She didn't care.

Reality took her over again. Wreckstorm waited patiently for an answer. Furyfur took a deep breath. "I can't love you, Wreckstorm. With me being a medicine cat and you being a warrior, with me being in FlashClan and you being in HavocClan…I just can't."

Wreckstorm nodded as if he understood, but his expression gave his true feelings away. Furyfur looked up to StarClan. It was all their fault. Furyfur turned around, about to walk away, but right as she did, she heard a voice.

Two paths will cross and separate, all hope seemingly lost, but all will be clear soon…

Furyfur blinked in surprise. A message from StarClan! "Wreckstorm!" Furyfur turned around to see him slowly beginning to walk away.

Wreckstorm turned his head. Furyfur took a deep breath. "Two paths will cross and separate, all hope seemingly lost, but all will be clear soon.

Wreckstorm looked confused. " A prophecy from StarClan? What does that mean?"

"No idea, but hopefully it means something good."

Wreckstorm got that handsome smile back on his face. He gave Furyfur a affectionate lick and padded back to HavocClan camp, tail down.

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"Rosefur!" Furyfur meowed as she entered the medicine cat den. "Rosefur, I have a prophecy from StarClan!" Furyfur stopped blindly in her tracks when she realized that her mentor and former medicine cat was no longer alive.

"Furyfur? Did I hear you yell?" Ivypaw entered the den. Thank StarClan she wasn't there before.

"I guess I was talking to myself," She muttered, trying to keep her cool herself. She had felt alone being the medicine cat, mentoring Ivypaw. It was a lot of pressure, and she had a lot of other things to worry about.

Snowpaw trotted happily into the room with Spottedpaw. Furyfur had gained a bit of jealousy for them. They were so happy together, and Furyfur could never fall in love.

Spottedpaw was yelling, "We rule, we rule, we rule!" Over and over again. Snowpaw had a huge smile on her face.

"There you are, Furyfur!" Snowpaw began. "Spottedpaw's naming ceremony's tomorrow, and mine's the day after that!"

Furyfur forced a smile. "Excellent! Both of you deserve it!" She mewed. She had meant it, and she was happy for them, but Furyfur just didn't feel like celebrating.

Spottedpaw still seemed to be cheering himself on, but Snowpaw's smile disappeared. She turned to Spottedpaw and then to Ivypaw. "Can you guys leave for just a few seconds? I need to talk to Furyfur."

Spottedpaw and Ivypaw had left without question, and Snowpaw stared deeply into Furyfur's eyes. "You went after Wreckpaw, didn't you?"

Furyfur sighed. "Wreckstorm. He's a warrior now. He's Wreckstorm."

"Aw! Lucky! He got his warrior name before me!" Snowpaw burst out, and immediately bit back her comment. As anyone would, she expected a bitter comeback from Furyfur.

Furyfur sighed again. Almost instantly, she sat bolt upright. "Lionclaw's kits! Nothing happened without me, did it?"

Snowpaw laughed. "She's okay. She shouldn't be having her kits in a few sunrises. Wait, if you're a medicine cat and I'm an apprentice, why am I telling you?"

Furyfur giggled, but then Snowpaw got a hold of herself. "I'm sorry," She mewed. "I know Wreckstorm means a lot to you."

"I don't love him," Furyfur mewed unsurely. "But he said it. He loves me."

Snowpaw sighed. "Let's go," She mewed, heading out of the den. Singepaw was talking to some kits outside near the nursery.

"…So the cats were forever known as BeachClan!" He mewed excitedly, finishing a story.

"Hey, Singepaw, what are you doing?" Snowpaw asked as the two padded over to the clearing.

"Tell the story again, Singepaw!" One kit squeaked. Singepaw nodded and began.

"It was a dark, windy night in Leafbare. A twoleg stepped out of a monster at the rocks of the sun-drown place, a kittypet in it's arms. The kittypet was yowling and begging for the twoleg to turn around and go back to there nest, but the twoleg didn't listen. It dropped the kittypet off at the rocks of the sun-drown place, went back into the monster, and went back to its nest without the kittypet."

"The kittypet thought all was lost, but more cats stepped out of the shadows. They surrounded the kittypet, but didn't attack it. All of the cats were former kittypets, not part of a Clan. The cats happily accepted the cat."

"One cat came back with a message. He told a brown and white tomcat about the three Clans: HavocClan, known for fighting skills, LightningClan, known for its fast runners, and FlashClan, known for the cats' hearts of gold. The cats all got the same idea: All the Clans were groups of cats with specific skills. That's what they were."

"They all were excellent swimmers and fishers from adapting to life at the sun-drown place. They renamed themselves and elected a leader, Beachstar. So the cats were forever known as BeachClan!"

Mossfoot, the FlashClan deputy, walked over to the group. "Excellent story telling skills, Singepaw. However, they've only been known for half a sunrise. They will be known as BeachClan, but I'm afraid forever hasn't happened yet," He meowed, sort of laughing.

"Well, I better go check on Lionclaw," Furyfur mewed, shuffling her paws uncertainly.

"Are you worried?" Snowpaw mewed.

"Well, it is my first time I had to handle a kitting alone."

Ivypaw pushed her way to the two. "You're not alone! I'm here to help you! Tell me exactly what to do, and I'll do it!"

Furyfur smiled and licked her apprentice affectionately. She was right. And not just with the kitting, anywhere. She was never alone. Her friends were always with her.

Okay, I haven't updated in a while. I was obsessing with pokemon fics a little. I cried while writing this chapter, it's so sad! If it's not sad to you, put yourself in Furyfur's shoes. Flames are welcome and please R&R. ~Furyfur