Kidnapped!
(I still don't own the ideas in the warriors books, only the cats and ideas I made up.)
Twopaw crouched in the forest, drinking in the forest scents. She was hunting by Skyrock- a large rock that stretched high up to the sky, so high that the top was concealed by mist, which marked the edge of clan territories into the barren wilderness beyond. Whenever a clan's leader needed to speak to their warrior ancestors, they would come here. The medicine cats went to moonstones though. Although there was a thin crevice between the level ground and Skyrock, it was swarming with prey, mice mostly, with an occasional squirrel. She was not hunting just for the fun of it- not today. She was being assessed. If she did well enough, she would be made a warrior at sunhigh!
She could smell her mentor, Whitebelly, just beyond a path of trees behind her, but she pretended she couldn't. If she stopped to talk now, her chances of being a warrior would be ruined. Suddenly she picked up a new scent. She inhaled deeply, and nearly choked. It was the unmistakable scent of SunClan!
"Whitebelly!" she called. "I can scent SunClan!" Whitebelly came charging out of the trees
"Where!" he asked.
"Right here!" said Twopaw. Just then, five SunClan warriors came charging out of the trees around them. "Well well!" Said the one in charge, who Twopaw recognized as Tornclaw, SunClan's deputy. "This will be even easier then we thought! There's only a single Warrior and a single apprentice to deal with! Redpaw!" he turned to a red she-cat next to him. "This will be a good lesson to you; how to defeat two pathetic FireClan cats! He laughed and laughed, and soon the rest of the SunClan cats were laughing with him.
Whitebelly whispered to Twopaw, "Quick! Run back to camp; tell the others!" nodding, Twopaw slowly backed up, ready to run, but before she got the chance, Tornclaw said; "Hey, you're not thinking of trying to go back and warn anybody are you?"
"N-no." said Twopaw in a trembling voice.
"Really?" asked Tornclaw. "I think you are, and I think your brilliant mentor put you up to it."
"No!" said Twopaw again, louder this time.
"Don't lie!" hissed Tornclaw, flicking his tail. In an instant, Twopaw was surrounded by the SunClan cats, except for Tornclaw, who pounced on Whitebelly. "Look, Twopaw!" he cried. "I am about to kill Whitebelly!" And then he did it. Unable to watch, Twopaw looked away.
"Come, Twopaw," Said Tornclaw.
"No!" said Twopaw, this statement shocking her out of grief for Whitetail.
"Fine," said Tornclaw without concern. "Then we'll have to take you by force." The cats surrounding Twopaw pressed in closer. She saw the ones nearest to her unsheathe their claws, and knew she had no choice. Silently, she let the cats lead her out of her own territory, onto theirs, and into their camp. They pushed her into a hollowed out log, and left her alone with only one guard, the apprentice Redpaw.
That night, Tornclaw came and sat down next to Redpaw. "How's the prisoner?" he asked conversationally, as though this was something he asked every night.
"Fine," Said Redpaw. "She hasn't said a word, or touched her fresh-kill, but Whitetail came by earlier, and he said she was unhurt."
"What else did he say?" asked Tornclaw, "is she truly one of the cats the prophecy mentions?" His voice carried an unmistakable note of excitement."
"Yes." Said Redpaw. "Now we only need Sharppaw of RainClan and the prophecy can be fulfilled, and SunClan will rule the forest!"
Twopaw gasped, but neither of the cats noticed her.
(That's my second chapter! And just so you know, none of my chapters are probably going to be much longer than this one, I'm not very good at length.)