AN: I'm sorry this chapter is so short, and that it took so long to get it up. I've been very busy lately (more like obsessed with watching anime). Anyways, hope this helps fills the void that's been eating at my account Oo

Chapter Twenty

*Silverblaze*

ThunderClan slept peacefully throughout the night, unaware of the turmoil started in ShadowClan territory. The warriors were inside their dens, while the guards were posted near the thorn tunnel entrance. This war was going to be easy, Silverblaze thought. The ThunderClan warriors seemed unaware of the war that was raging on outside their camp.

She was suddenly reminded of the warnings that Snowflower had given her the day she was attacked by Fallencloud. If she was killed in battle than she wouldn't have a chance to join StarClan. Whether or not she believed that was true, she didn't bother caring at the time. Even if she did die the night of the battle she wasn't about to let that fear overwhelm her.

"Wonder when our time will come," Fishclaw muttered as he crouched beside her. His father Foxfang had been sent out in the first wave, along with Pinefur, Reedfeather, Mallowstalk, Blazeflight and Seedtail."

"If we're lucky we won't have to do any fighting at all," Silverblaze whispered back.

Her Clanmate gave her a dubious look while the others around her shuffled uneasily. Silverblaze flicked her ears back and forth as she listened for the sounds of battle in the distance. Sure enough she heard a screech of alarm. By now that first wave must have struck. It didn't take long for Gorsepelt to burst through the undergrowth. Her eyes widened when she realized that his pelt was stained with blood as he staggered forward.

"WindClan were waiting for us near the entrance," he snarled. "There are so many… The second wave is needed."

Silverblaze exchanged a horrified look with Fishclaw. The warriors surrounding them looked around in terror at thought of fighting such a large crowd. She knew that death was now inevitable with WindClan fighting alongside ThunderClan.

The large group bounded forward through the undergrowth. Ferns and grass whipped past Silverblaze's muzzle as she followed Wolfheart's familiar pelt. Already she could hear the sounds of battle in the distance. The stench of blood lay heavily in the air, sending thrills of alarm through Silverblaze.

The fur along her nape began to stand on end as she came into contact with her first opponent. It was a scrawny looking cat - most likely a WindClan warrior. She couldn't pick up the scent because it was mixed in with ThunderClan's stench. It was a skinny looking dark brown she-cat with battle scars lining her muzzle.

With a mighty snarl Silverblaze lunged forward and swiped her claws across the cat's face. She knew that her opponent had survived through battles before. Avoiding obvious spots was the best way to go. The dark brown she-cat's face twisted in a scowl when Silverblaze's claws struck through skin.

"Mangepelt coward," Silverblaze spat as she managed to pin her smaller opponent to the ground. She took advantage of her larger size and threw all her weight onto the WindClan cat, who shrieked in outrage. "Why are you fighting for them?" she demanded as her claws buried into the young cat's neck.

"We don't have a choice," the she-cat managed to spout out before she gave Silverblaze a mighty kick. "Either we join or we are killed." Without warning her jaws latched around Silverblaze's scruff. The pale gray she-cat let out a howl of pain and fury as she tasted blood in her mouth.

"Get off of her!" She barely had time to react when Iceflower rammed into the she-cat's side, sending her flying across the undergrowth. "Are you okay?" Iceflower's voice was filled with concern as she looked at her friend. When Silverblaze nodded Iceflower's shoulders sagged with relief. "I think Runningstorm and Stonestar are hiding in camp like a couple of cowards," Iceflower explained as she managed to send another warrior running away with its tail stuck between their legs.

"Don't worry, they will both be taken care of," Silverblaze growled as she leapt through the crowd. Cats were all around her - they were either ripping at each others throats or running from the battle. ThunderClan seemed to be losing in numbers, which was good news for RiverClan and ShadowClan.

Her ears pinned to the back of her head when she pushed her way through what had once been a thorn tunnel. Featherstar and Pebblestar must have gotten past their defense. Silverblaze could already see several cats fighting one another in the middle of a camp surrounded by stone walls. To her left was a drop that sent shudders down her spine. One bad slip and a cat could break their neck. She tried not to think about it as she searched for any signs of Runningstorm or Stonestar.

"Silverpaw!" Her search was interrupted when she spotted Grayfeather's familiar pelt. The long-haired queen looked as though she was ready to burst with frustration as guards were posted on either side of her. Silverblaze's ears flattened once again when she saw that all of the queens had been taken out of the nursery. No cat dared harm a hair on their pelts. Though their kits were looking around frantically, they seemed aware that danger surrounded them. "Runningstorm fled the moment the battle started," Grayfeather explained when Silverblaze bounded forward. "He's a cowardly foxheart."

"Do you know where he might have gone?" Silverblaze demanded. She didn't bother pointing out that she had earned her warrior name. Right now they needed to focus on finding Runningstorm, and put his tirades to an end.

"I think he might be searching for you," a brown she-cat with ginger paws murmured. At her paws were three five-moon old kits. Silverblaze thought for a second before thanking her.

Of course he would be searching for me, Silverblaze thought angrily. Or maybe he's looking for Pebblestar and Featherstar, wherever they've gone. Despite the heat of the battle that raged on, Silverblaze had been worried about both leaders. She knew they had nine lives to give, but those nine lives could be taken away so easily.

"I'll send warriors to help you," she told them when the guards had run away. She was surprised none of them put up a fight to protect the queens. Grayfeather looked slightly relieved, but her eyes were still dark with horror as she looked at the thorn tunnel. Suddenly Silverblaze thought of her kits, Rainpaw and Dovepaw. Both young cats were likely fighting in the battle now. "I'll look out for them," she added when she thought of it. Grayfeather's eyes lit up with surprise, but she nodded just the same.

With that in mind she bounded away to search for Runningstorm and Stonestar, wherever those two had wandered off.

Her fur stood on end with terror when she realized that ThunderClan was beginning to overwhelm the ShadowClan warriors as they fought back with everything they had. She could see the bodies of cats who were likely dead or unconscious. If this kept up and the ThunderClan warriors won the battle, she wasn't sure what would happen next.

AN: So yeah, not much happening here, except for the battle that started. I'm looking forward to putting down which cats died *grins evilly* Grayfeather called Silverblaze Silverpaw because she doesn't know she earned her warrior name. That's about it for this update :P