Chapter 2: Mousefur's Beepin' Problem
Alright, I decided to continue because frankly, I'm bored. Thanks to Mossmoon for reviewing.
Disclaimer: I sadly own absolutely nothing in this story except for Bloodpaw, Nightpaw, and Shadowpaw.
On with the story.
Bloodpaw had officially formed the start of a plan, but he needed help, not even he could take over the clans single pawed, no cat could. Tigerstar had been the last cat to attempt it, and look where he was now. No, Bloodpaw wasn't like Tigerstar, who had let power blind him so that he made stupid mistakes. No, Bloodpaw was smart, he would get his power, but find a better way of doing it.
First things first, every tyrant needs followers, and what better followers than your own kin? That is why he went to his brother and sister first. He found them sitting by the elders den, carrying wads of moss.
"Nightpaw, Shadowpaw, follow me." He ordered, not waiting for a response.
"But, we're cleaning out the elders den! Mousefur will kill us if we stop now!" Nightpaw protested.
"She can't kill us if she's dead." Bloodpaw pointed out, leading his siblings out of camp. The two siblings paused to ponder this solution then shrugged nonchalantly and followed their demented brother. They followed him through the undergrowth, dodging brambles and jumping over tree stumps. Finally, they came to what looked like a large rabbit whole. Bloodpaw crawled down the hole, and his siblings reluctantly followed.
They crawled down a thin tunnel until it opened out into a large cavern, usually lit by a hole in the ceiling, but now filled with light from several lamps. In the center of the room there was a large, fancy looking table. Near the end of the table, there was podium with a TV screen behind it. Bloodpaw walked over and stood at the podium, and beckoned for his siblings to take a seat. Then, he pressed a button, and a projector on the ceiling hummed to life and showed the first slide of a slide show on the screen, which had written in curvy black letters 'How to become a successful dictator in 1 moon'. He presses a button and changed to the next slide which read, 'So you want to rule the world? Follow these easy steps to help start your path to world domination'.
"Now, I have brought you both here for a reason. Over the course of several days (A/N: This is three days later by the way.) I have been paying special attention to the economics of our clan. I am sorry to report that this once so noble clan has taken a plunge in the wrong direction. Ever since the World of Warcraft era, Firestar and other powerful cats within the clan have been displaying signs of weakness and irresponsibility. Thunderclan needs a good, strong leader and warriors if they want to survive and be respected. Therefore, for the sake of Thunderclan, I have decided to take drastic measures. I have decided to take over the clan." Bloodpaw announced. He looked at Nightpaw's look of disbelief and wasn't one bit surprised.
"B-But we aren't even warriors! We're barely even apprentices!" she gasped. Bloodpaw had been expecting that.
"And yet we are already stronger then our leader -the fire that saved the clan- and all of the warriors pretty much. What do we have to lose?" He countered.
"Oh, I guess you're right, but why tell us?"
Bloodpaw smiled and pressed the button on the remote controlling the slide show. The next slide had a blue background and said, 'Step 1, know your allies'.
"Every successful Tyrant needs followers, however, I would prefer to treat you as equals. So, I'll let you two decide which one of you will be deputy when I take over, and who will be medicine cat."
Nightpaw looked uncertain.
"Shadowpaw can be deputy if he wants, but I don't want to be medicine cat either. I'd prefer to just be a warrior."
"Fine, but now we will need a medicine cat." Bloodpaw sighed and changed to the next slide, which said, 'Step two, build an army'.
"As you may have guessed, Thunderclan won't fall easily. Many of these cats are soft and still loyal to that mousebrain Firestar. I doubt that they will go down without a fight. We will first need to recruit a select few in Thunderclan, cats that may be useful, or willing to fight for us when the time is right. Hopefully we can get Jaypaw on our side since he is a medicine cat apprentice. However, there will definitely not be enough cats we can recruit here to be a full army, which is why in several days, I am going to go on a secret mission. I my absence, I will need you to cover for me, and then begin our recruiting. We must be inconspicuous about it, the less the others know, the better." Bloodpaw explained. Then, he changed to the last slide, which read, 'Step three, launch your attack'.
"This will be the most challenging aspect of our mission. I f all goes as planned though, Thunderclan will fall within the moon, leaving us all very powerful cats. Are there any questions or objections to this plan?" He asked. Nightpaw raised her paw timidly.
"I'm in Bloodpaw, but I only have three question. One, Why Jaypaw? Two, where exactly are we? And three, how the heck did you get twoleg lamps, a table, and a TV down the rabbit hole and where the heck did you get them in the first place? " Bloodpaw smiled.
"I chose Jaypaw, because I'm not exactly certain that he is completely loyal to Thunderclan. He seeks power, I can feel it. Plus, his emoness makes him super awesome. I do not feel obliged to answer your thrid question. As for your other question, we're in the exact same cavern that Firestar imprisoned Shadowclan during the World of Warcraft era. Of course I did fix it up a bit... I also found a new pet!"
Bloodpaw whistled and russet colored cat crawled out of the shadows. It's fur was matted, it was shaking, and it twitched almost constantly.
"Guys, I'd like you to meet my new pet, Twitchy!" he said, looking at his 'pet' fondly.
"Um, where did you find it?" Nightpaw asked, slightly discussed by the mutilated cat.
"She was left here tied to the wall after Leafpool set all of those Shadowclan cats free. She doesn't talk though, She's scarred for life now." Bloodpaw purred. Then called Twitchy over to him, and handed her a cat treat. Twitchy wolfed it down at light speed, and then went into a rapid fit of twitching.
"Good girl Twitchy, now stay while I go plan clan domination." Bloodpaw ordered, and then lead his siblings out of the cavern.
The three ambitious apprentices got back to camp to find Mousefur standing outside the elders den waiting for them.
(A/N: warning, the following rant contains inappropriate words that have been censored for the sake of you readers out there.)
Mousefur confronted the apprentices and growled. "YOU beeps I OTTA KICK YOUR PATHETIC beeps. BECAUSE OF YOU beepin' BERRYNOSE HAD TO beepin' CLEAN THE beepin' ELDERS DEN. DO YOU KNOW HOW beepin' ANNOYING HE IS? YOU beeps OTTA GO TO beepin' beep. STARCLAN bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppppppppppppp IT!"
The rather impressive rant left the three plotting apprentices with one thought: 0.o.
At that moment, Mousefur made a big mistake. Starclan did not take kindly to being cursed by a bratty she cat. A bolt of lightning came down from the sky and struck the elderly cat. The last sentence she muttered before she fell to the ground was: "Oh beep it all."
... Yeah... apologies to those of you who found that last part appalling. I don't know what came over me... it was fun to write though. Sorry for posting this so late. I got sick all last week and , have been having... difficulties with the computer. R&R.