Chapter 3: Mr. Coffee

Sorry for the wait, I've had really bad writer's block which I choose to blame on my sunburn. Sorry if this chapter isn't as funny, but I'm trying my best since I'm currently not on sugar high. Also, I decided to change the chapetr names because I'm getting bored with the ones I had before.

Disclaimer: Believe me, if I owned warriors, it would be a lot more random and Jaypaw would have world domination.

On with the apocalypse

For the next few days, clan life had been carrying on normally. Berrynose had gotten back to training Bloodpaw, and Bloodpaw had refrained from killing Berrynose... for now. Everything was going as planned, and soon, things would begin to fall into place. Bloodpaw sat in his headquarters, the cavern in which Shadowclan had been imprisoned. Twitchy sat in the corner, shivering and twitching as usual. Bloodpaw and his siblings were about to start the first, and one of the most important parts of the whole plan: recruiting.

Together, they had formulated a list of Thunderclan cats that were 70 or higher likely to join their cause. Unfortunately, there weren't many. As if on cue, Nightpaw and Shadowpaw walked into the base.

"Are we ready Bloodpaw?" Nightpaw asked. Bloodpaw looked at his sister and smiled.

"Yes, I'm ready."

"Good, now, where is the list?"
"Right here, it's far too short though."

"Oh well, we'll manage."

"Right, let's get back to camp."

The tyrant trio made their way back to camp, making sure that they weren't seen entering the camp. They sneaked into the medicine cats den, and were extremely relived to fine that Leafpool was out gathering herbs, leaving Jaypaw alone tending to Mousefur. The cursing she cat was delirious from all of the medical herbs, that she sang out feverishly:

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts

Dee, dee, dee

There they are all standing in a row

The Thunderclan apprentices resisted the urge to burst out laughing. They made it two steps in the den before Jaypaw's head shot up, sensing them.

"What do you three want? I'm tending to Mousefur." He growled.

"We've come to make you an offer Jaypaw, but we can't speak here, meet us at moonhigh by that old rabbit hole that Firestar used for a prison during the WOW Era. We'll talk then." Bloodpaw said. "Oh, and there's no need to tell anyone else about this."

Jaypaw got an odd look on his face, but the trio left before he could protest. They went around, making the same proposition to several other apprentices, telling them to meet by the rabbit hole at the cover of night.

Sure enough, at moon high, a small group of cats gathered outside Bloodpaw's hidden base to seen what the demented apprentice had to offer. The group consisted of Jaypaw, Lionpaw, Cinderpaw, Foxpaw, and Icepaw. The five cats muttered amongst themselves until Bloodpaw appeared at the opening of the rabbit hole, scarring the apprentices half to death.

"Greetings fellow apprentices, follow me so that the meeting may begin." He said, and then disappeared down the hole. The others, slightly nervous, followed the ginger tom without question. When they arrived in the cavern, they stared in shock at how much Bloodpaw had fixed it up.

"Please, have a seat." Bloodpaw said, motioning for them to sit at the table in the new massaging recliners he had installed the day before. The apprentices obliged, while Bloodpaw took his past at the podium, Nightpaw and Shadowpaw standing off to the side of him.

"Greetings fellow apprentices, I have gathered you here today to offer you a proposition. One that you can't refuse." the apprentices began to look slightly nervous.

"A new age is coming to the forest, one that shall bring great power to Thunderclan. Congratulations, you have been chosen, out of the best of the best, to help lead this new era."

"What the heck are you talking about Bloodpaw?" Lionpaw asked.

"Yeah, what new era?" Jaypaw asked, sounding interested.

"The clans have grown weak from what they once were. If we are supposed to survive, then we can't remain in this state of venerability. Unfortunately, we are forced to take drastic measures if we want to succeed. Therefor, I am leading an army to take over the clans." Bloodpaw said, looking around the room of suddenly shocked faces.

"B-But what do you need us for?" Icepaw asked.

"A good question Icepaw. You see, no single cat can achieve such a goal. I will need support from someone. I need cats I can trust that can get me inside information. But, believe me, if you choose to join, you will not go unrewarded. Anyone who joins me now will get the promise of being among my most trusted and powerful warriors. And, also, we are in need of a medicine cat that can be trusted to be 100 loyal when the time comes." Bloodpaw cast a meaningful look at Jaypaw, who looked pleased at the proposition.

"So, let me get this straight," Cinderpaw said. "We join your cause, spy for you, fight for you, don't get killed or maimed when you take over, and we get to be in roles of great power when you do take over?"

"That would be correct."

"Sweetness! Count me in!" Cinderpaw and Jaypaw said at the same time.

"What about you?" Nightpaw asked the other apprentices.

"Will there be a huge battle with many deaths and so much blood that it runs rivers throughout the clans?" Lionpaw asked, skeptically.

"More than likely."

"I'm in too."

Bloodpaw smiled and looked at Foxpaw and Icepaw.

"Well, what have you two decided?"

the two siblings whispered together for several seconds. Finally, they looked up and acknowledged the ginger tom.

"I guess we're in." Foxpaw said, answering for both of them.

"Excellent!" Bloodpaw purred.

"Now, It will be a while until we are ready to launch our attack. Until then, I want you all to gather as much information about possible weaknesses our other clan mates might have. Other than that, keep a low profile, and don't give anything away. If possible, try to gather as much information about the other clans as possible. We'll inform you when we are ready to make our next move, but for now, that is all you need to focus on. You will report to either me or my siblings if you find anything of use or have any problems. Am I understood?"

"Yes sir." The five apprentices called out, saluting smartly.

"Good, now run off to your dens before you get caught! Your dismissed."

The apprentices scrambled out of the cavern, muttering excitedly as they went.

"Well that went better than I thought it would." Nightpaw sighed, once they were gone.

"Yes, things are going exactly according to plan."

"Yeah, but we're going to need a lot more cats than that to form an army. I really hope that this plan of yours works Bloodpaw."

"Relax, when was the last time one of my plans failed?"

"Um... never."

"Exactly."

While his siblings talked, Shadowpaw sat in the corner, stroking Twitchy's matted pelt, and looking around the room. His eyes fell on an odd looking machine that made a sort of gurgling noise. Shadowpaw tapped his brother on the shoulder and pointed to the odd machine.

"Oh, right, I got that thing yesterday. It's a twoleg coffee machine. It make a drink that gives you extreme energy for extended amounts of time. If we're going to take over the clans, we're gonna need all of the energy that we can get." Bloodpaw told him.

"Come on you guys, let's get back to camp, I'm exhausted." Nightpaw said. The two siblings walked out of the base.

Shadowpaw lingered in the base, not moving his gaze from the coffee machine. Finally, he moved to get a better look. The coffee maker was pure silver, and had a little label on the top that read: MR. COFFEE.

Shadowpaw began to walk away to follow his siblings, but he heard an odd voice speaking in his head.

Leaving so soon Shadowpaw?

Shadopaw froze in shock, and looked around wildly. His gaze once again fell on Mr. Coffee.

That's right Shadowpaw, I know your name and I'm talking to you.

Shadowpaw didn't answer, and started to back away slowly.

Come now Shadowpaw, tell me, do you like coffee?

Shadowpaw shook his head.

What! Never tried coffee! Well, what are you waiting for?

Shadowpaw looked at Mr. Coffee uncertainly.

Don't be a fool Shadowpaw, coffee is good for your soul, go ahead, try just one cup.

Finally giving up, Shadowpaw approached Mr. Coffee and cautiously got a cup of coffee. He hesitated before taking the first sip.

Don't be afraid Shadowpaw, give in to the power of the coffee!

Shrugging, Shadowpaw took a sip. His eyes widened at the strong, beautiful taste. He chugged the rest of the cup, burning his tung in the process, then hurried to go through fifteen more cups. Finally, Shadowpaw was shaking with hyperness, and started bouncing all over the base. He caught sight of Twitchy in the corner, and dashed over to her and started dousing her in piping hot coffee. The poor cat's yowls could be heard all the way in Riverclan. In the corner, Mr. Coffee sat.

Yes young one, give in to the coffee.

Sweetness! Me love Mr. Coffee. I actually got the idea from the coffee make we had on vacation, because it had the label Mr. Coffee on it. Please R&R or you could be next to fall to the power of the coffee!