Hi peoples, as you can see, no, I have not died. No, instead, I am forced to ender a torture much worse than death: school. School started on Monday for the county I live in, which means, unfortunately, updates will be coming slower than usual. Sorry for the late update by the way, I've been slacking on my writing a bit. I can't say that I'm fully to blame though. Come on people, I only got one stinking review last chapter. OK what the heck?! I know that there are a lot more people reading this that that! I seriously lose inspiration when I don't get many reviews. How hard is it to take five fricken seconds to send me your comments?

OK, rant over.

Twilightwing: sorry, no hints, my lips are sealed.

Disclaimer: I don't own warriors

On with the randomness!

Chapter 10: ROFL

The Shadowclanners were gather in the center of the Bloodclan camp, surrounded by warriors from every direction. Bloodstar stood on the highledge, looking down at his enormous clan and grinning widely.

"Greetings former Shadowclanners, I welcome you to the wonderful world of Bloodclan. I'm sure you shall like it here. First, I have a ceremony to preform though. Claw, Granite, please bring Blackstar forward."

two of the Bloodclan cats stepped forward, holding Blackstar between them. The former Shadowclan leader was trembling in fear, his tail between his legs. What a wimp! Bloodstar thought, rolling his eyes.

"Blackstar, you have failed to protect your clan, and I have taken it over, is there anything you would like to say in your defense?" Bloodstar asked in a bored voice.

Blackstar shook his head in defeat. The former Shadowclan cats hissed in out rage at their leader's cowardice.

"We'd have been better off with a mouse leading us for all of the good you did us!" Rowanclaw hissed at his leader.

"Aw shut up foxdung, at least I didn't betray my leader." Blackstar hissed at his deputy pointedly.

"Enough!" Bloodstar yowled, "Blackstar, if you have nothing to say, than I shall proceed with making your life miserable."

Blackstar stayed silent, so Bloodstar continued. "Since you are no longer leader of Shadowclan, you do not need a leaders name. Therefor, I have no choice but to rename you. From this day forward, you shall be known as... ... ... Blackbeard!"

Blackbeard's eyes narrowed in horror.

"Um, Bloodstar, what is a beard?" Nightshade asked.

Bloodstar's face became thoughtful. "You know, I don't really know, but it fits."

The clan burst into fits of laughter at the former Shadowclan leader's funny new name.

Blackstar had an emotional break down and started wailing like a kit for his lost pride. The former Shadowclan started gawking and snickering at Blackbeard's reaction, making his angst even worse.

"I hate you all!" Blackbeard cried angrily.

"Aw, we hate you to Beardy!" Tawnypelt purred.

Pretty much the entire clan had now gathered around to witness Blackbeard's angst.

Spottedleaf sat off to the side of the group of cats, shaking her head. Such cruel treatment was unheard of back in the days of her life. Then again, back then there had also been no Bloodclan, no World of Warcraft, and no demented apprentices who went around taking over other clans then randomly changing cats' names.

She stared at the ginger leader, watching him through narrowed eyes as he smiled cruelly at his latest victim. He turned to his sister and brother, and motioned for them to follow, then the three disappeared into his den. What was he up to now? Spottedleaf shook her head. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. There had to be some way to stop this demented apprentice before it was to late. There had to be some way to end this. But how? Who would stand up to Bloodstar? Surely there were still some cats that were loyal to the warrior code. She looked around the group of gathered cats, and realized suddenly, there were. Casting a quick glance toward Bloodstar's den to make sure he wasn't looking,Spottedleaf rose to her feet and walked around the edge of the crowd, until she found just the cat she had been looking for.

She sat down next to Brambleclaw, and noted with pleasure the scowl on his face. The tabby tom had been in a bad mood ever since he had found out that he was being replaced as deputy by an apprentice who hardly ever spoke.

"Hello Brambleclaw." she said casually, not looking at him.

"Spottedleaf." he greeted, taking the hint and keeping his eyes facing forward.

"I see that you haven't been talking with Squirrelflight much lately. Are you two having a fight?" She asked, trying to make small talk. Brambleclaw gritted his teeth, she had clearly hit a nerve.

"What do you want Spottedleaf?" He asked.

"The same thing as you do. I want to do something about that brat Bloodstar. What he's doing goes against every aspect of the warrior code. Someone needs to take a stand, and no one cat is going to be able to do it alone. Meet me at the abandoned Shadowclan camp at moonhigh if you're interested, and bring any cats that can be trusted. Oh, and Brambleclaw?"

"Yes Spottedleaf?"

"We never had this conversation." Brambleclaw nodded his head silently in agreement, and Spottedleaf turned and walked off to the warriors den. She was going to need plenty of rest if she was going to be holding a meeting later that night.

Bloodstar sat in his den facing his siblings, a pleasant look on his face.

"You wanted to see us Bloodstar?" Nightshade said, shifting from paw to paw nervously.

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you. How soon do you think our warriors could launch another attack, this time on Windclan."

Nightshade gasped. "Isn't it a bit early to be thinking about taking down another clan Bloodstar, after all, we only conquered Shadowclan early this morning!"

"Yes, and in the process we only used a little less than half our forces. Think of what we could achieve now that we have close to a hundred cats (A/n: I'm just making a rough estimate on the number of cats since Firestar said in the sixth book that there were a lot more cats in Bloodclan than any other clan.) Windclan could fall faster than the twitch of a whisker against our forces, I can feel it."

Nighshade bit her lip. She didn't like rushing into things. "How soon shall we attack then." she asked hesitantly.

"Don't fret, not for several days at least." Bloodstar frowned suddenly, and Nightshade realized that he was now looking out at the cats in the clearing, staring at Spottedleaf and Brambleclaw, who sat side by side.

"Shadowstep." He said suddenly, turning to their brother who was sitting in a dark corner with his paws held over his ears. He was suffering from a massive head ache and nausea, a result of coffee hang over.

Nightshade rolled her eyes at her silent brother. "I told you that drinking so much of that stuff was bad for you."

Shadowstep hissed at his sister and glared at her with his amber eyes.

"Shadowstep." Bloodstar said again, patiently. "Listen brother, I have a special mission for you..."

Spottedleaf sat in the abandoned Shadowclan camp, staring up at the sky. It was already past moonhigh, where was Brambleclaw?

A rustling sound in the undergrowth answered her question, and she glared at the tabby tom, in annoyance as he came and sat down in front of her, followed by several other cats. There was Graystripe, Millie, Cloudtail, Poppypaw, Mousewhisker, Berrynose, Hazeltail, Hollykit, Tawnypelt, Blackbeard, Firefart, and Ashfur. Spottedleaf hissed when her eyes fell on Firefart and Ashfur.

"Brambleclaw! I told you to bring cats we could trust, not cats to annoy the crap out of us!"

Brambleclaw hissed in annoyance. "Firefart wouldn't take no for an answer when he heard me telling Cloudtail that you were behind all of this, and Ashfur insisted on following me."

The gathered cats snickered at Brambleclaw. Everyone knew that Ashfur was obsessed with the tabby tom.

"Enough, let's just get this over with." Spottedleaf muttered. The gathered cats sat in a circle, Firefart sitting next to Spottedleaf.

"OK," Spottedleaf began. "so let's get this strait, we all hate that demented demon Bloodstar, right?"

"Right!" The gathered cats shouted in agreement, Hollykit and Blackbeard louder than the others.

"Well, I think we should do something about it!" Spottedleaf said.

"But what exactly can we do about it?" Hazeltail asked.

"That's why I've called you here. I think that we should form a rebellion, so that we can work together to take down that demented little... FIREFART WILL YOU GET THE HECK AWAY FORM ME!"

Firfart had been edging steadily closer to Spottedleaf and was now nearly on top of her.

"Hmph!" The ginger tom grumbled and scooted back to his original position, a safe distance away from the lovely she-cat.

"Anyway, Sottedleaf continued, casting a glare at Firefart. "We could work together to take down that demented little kit. Who's with me?" She asked.

"I'm in." Brambleclaw agreed with a grin.

"If Brambleclaw's in, so am I!" Ashfur agreed whole heartedly.

"Me too!" Firefart chimed, casting a longing glance at Spottedleaf.

"Heck yeah!" Graystripe, Millie, and Blackbeard said at the same time.

"Definately!" Hollykit agreed.

"Why not?" Hazeltail and Mousewhisker joined in.

"I guess I'm in too."Cloudtail decided.

"I'm so in." Tawnypelt declared.

"Me too." Poppypaw agreed with a smile.

"What about you Berrynose?" Spottedleaf asked. They looked over at the spot where Berrynose had been sitting five minutes ago to find him gone, the only evidence of him ever being there was the faint fear sent he had left behind him as he had fled into the forest like a scared kit.

"I'll take that as a no then." Spottedleaf said, shrugging.

"Alright then, so as of now, we are the rebellion!" Brambleclaw declared. The gathered cats gave their yowls of approval, all except for Poppypaw.

"What's wrong Poppypaw?" Mousewhisker asked.

"Well, it's just... can't we come up with a cooler name for ourselves?" She asked, her eyes pleading.

"Um, OK... sure, why not. What do you have in mind?" Spottedleaf asked.

"Oh, how about ROFL?"

"ROFL?" Spottedleaf asked, here eyes narrowed in disapproval.

"Yeah, it could stand for... the Rebels' Organization of the Forest by the Lake?"

"... You know, that isn't half bad." Hazeltail said. The other cats in the group nodded their approval of the idiotic name.

Spottedleaf's eye twitched at their idiocy. It was no wonder their clans had been taken over so easily. They had the IQ of a fruit bat.

"OK," She agreed, taking a deep, calming breath. "I guess it doesn't really matter what we're called anyway. Now let's get back to camp before we're all caught."

The other rebels nodded and started walking into the forest. Spottedleaf watched them walking off in the opposite direction of the camp and shook her head. They were going to need a lot of work. With a frustrated sigh, Spottedleaf ran off in pursuit of her confused allies.

OK, that was a pretty good length chapter, so I hope that sort of makes up for the long wait. The contest to see who can guess who Bloodstar, Nightshade, and Shadowstep's father still stands. There are no limits to who it might be, it could be any cat mentioned in the book series. Review, review, review! The more reviews I get, the faster I update!