Author's Note: I know, it's been almost three months since my last update. My computer was broken, so I didn't really get a chance to type this out.
Originally this chapter was supposed to be two separate chapters, but since both were real short, I decided to just combine them. So please, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Haven't we been over this? I definitely do not own Warriors.
Rain crouched behind a scraggly bush, her blue eyes locked on tow cats guarding the old twoleg nest prisoners were kept in. When the silver she-cat was certain they wouldn't be spotted, she motioned for the cats around her to keep moving. She didn't really see the point in rescuing the old housecat, but she gave Sandstorm her word that she would get him, no matter how much of a waste of valuable time it was.
All the cats in her group were spread out; taking cover behind dying bushes or twoleg litter. But the darkening sky offered enough concealment for everyone. Rain nodded, and everyone sprang into action.
The two guards were quickly defeated ad silenced, so Rain and Blade made their way inside. They came across an area surrounded in silver web, Sal curled up in a sleeping ball of black and white fluff.
"Sal, wake up," Rain called over his soft snoring. She and Blade began to tug at the web lining that was trapping him.
"Sal sleepily lifted his head and groaned, "Wha...? What's going on?"
"We're busting you out of here," Rain meowed around the web in her teeth. With one final tug from her and Blade, the door swung open and they both tumbled backwards. Sal, now fully alert, hopped out.
"Well, it's about time," he said as he followed the two younger cats out.
Ravenpaw and Barley streaked across the fields of the farm, chests burning and breathing heavy. It was already dusk, and Ravenpaw could see the first lights of Silverpelt beginning to shine and the full moon creeping up in the sky. His throat constricted with anxiety.
"I don't think we'll make it in time," the black tom panted.
"We have to try," Barley replied, "if we don't make it, the whole forest could be destroyed."
Sandstorm met Rain and her gang half way. After filling them in on what they needed to do, they all started towards the forest. Sandstorm began to feel her legs slightly quaking and mentally cursed herself for not thinking of a plan that didn't require so much physical exertion. But the image of Shadow killing Firestar filled her with enough rage and determination to keep going. The warrior spotted the Thunderpath and she pushed forward, willing the others to move faster.
'I'm coming Firestar, I promise.'
Firestar padded through the forest, Graystripe, Cloudtail, Dustpelt, Sorrelpaw, Cinderpelt, Bramblepaw, Mousefur, and Frostfur following behind him. The ginger tom looked at the ground and was so focused on his swarming thoughts, he didn't notice Cinderpelt limp up beside him.
"Are you alright?" the Medicine Cat asked.
He nodded, but kept his eyes down cast.
"This is about Sandstorm, isn't it?" Firestar looked up, surprised Cinderpelt was able to read him that easily.
"She'll be alright Firestar; who ever decided to mess with her obviously has no idea who they are dealing with."
The leader gave a small smile of gratitude to his former apprentice. "You're right, she can take care of herself, but of course I'm going to still worry about her."
Cinderpelt turned to him, "Maybe you'll find out about her from RiverClan or WindClan, they might know what happened."
Firestar silently prayed to StarClan that there would be some news on what might have happened as they approached Fourtrees. Any clue would be better than nothing.
He sprang up on the Great Rock and greeted the other leaders. For a moment, the young leader felt that something was off. His stomach clenched, and he looked up at the sky. Clouds were beginning to roll in. Tallstar, noticing this as well, spoke to the other leaders.
"That's strange. We should go ahead and begin the meeting before the moon is covered."
Firestar agreed, but wasn't quite able to push back the dark feeling rising inside him.
His ears pricked at the sound of running. Everyone turned as Ravenpaw and Barley burst into the clearing.
"Firestar, you all need to leave," Ravenpaw wheezed, his heart pounding.
"What are you doing here? And why are you interrupting the gathering?" Blackstar growled.
Barley stepped forward. "Please, you have to listen, it's-"
"A trap?" Shadow finished, stalking around from behind bushes by the Great Rock.
Many more cats appeared from shadows and behind bushes, and a few even climbing down from the trees.
"BloodClan!" One cat angrily shouted.
"I hate to interrupt your little gathering, but we're carrying out Scourge's wish. But this time, it won't end the same way," the dark tortoiseshell meowed.
Sandstorm raced through the forest, her entire body tensed up. She felt a small sigh of relief escape her mouth when she spotted Fourtrees, but her breath instantly caught when she noticed the extra cats at the Gathering.
"Oh no," she said, "we're too late."
Every clan cat shot up, bodies crouched in battle stances. Wary eyes darted back and forth, and tails flicked nervously. Shadow smirked and raised her head. A shrill yowl echoed through the quiet forest, and the BloodClan cats attacked the closest cat near them.
In just a few heartbeats, Fourtrees had turned into a battlefield. Distant thunder could barely be hear over the battling cats, and a dark cloud covered the moon.
So, I was so unsatisfied with this chapter. No matter how I wrote it, it never came out right. Sorry if it really sucks, but I would still love to hear your opinion, whether you loved or hated it, in a review! Thanks!
-Friedchicken23