Hey people, guess what? I'M BACK!!!! Didn't you miss me?... yeah. Sorry I left this story on Hiatus for so long. School has been pure heck. I've got the devil for a science teacher and I'm behind on band practice as it is... Sorry, I'll shut up now and get on with the story.
There were some pretty good guesses about who Bloodstar, Nightshade, and Shadowstep's father is. I'm going to wait another chapter or two before narrowing it down though.
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. Oh, and I don't own the song "I've Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts" either.
On with the story!
Chapter 11: A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts
Spottedleaf was awakened from her dreams suddenly by someone shaking her shoulder roughly. The beautiful she cat hissed in annoyances and opened her eyes to see Brambleclaw standing over her.
"What?" She growled.
"You have to wake up, Bloodstar's calling a meeting." Brambleclaw told her simply.
Muttering in annoyance, Spottedleaf followed Brambleclaw out of the Warrior's den and out into the clearing. It was still dark out, much too early for any sane cat to be up.
"What could that little brat want so early in the morning?" She hissed under her breath.
Brambleclaw shrugged. "Nothing good, that's for sure."
The two cats sat in front of the highledge along with the other Bloodclan cats and looked up at their leader expectantly.
Bloodstar stared unblinkingly down at his clan, his eyes wary, as if he were ready for anyone to challenge him.
"Cat's of Bloodclan!" he called.
A hush fell over the clearing.
"Cat's of Bloodclan," he repeated, seeming to like the way it felt to address a clan of his own. "We have made many accomplishments over the past moon. Our clan has grown to nearly three times it's original size, and we prosper!"
The Bloodclan warriors let out cheers of pride, and threatened to claw the fur off of the former forest clan cats who refused to cheer along side them.
Bloodstar grinned widely down at his clan with false enthusiasm. What a bunch of pathetic tools. He thought dryly to himself. A fat bunch of help they've been.
"Yes my clan," he continued, "we are without a doubt the strongest clan in the forest. But, do you think we should stop here? Count our winnings and be done?"
"YES! Oh please yes! Stop the madness!" Cloudtail cried out from somewhere in the crowd.
The smile vanished from Bloodstar's face and he glowered down at Cloudtail.
"That was a rhetorical question!" Bloodstar gorwled. "Guards, dispose of the heretic!"
Three Bloodclan warriors marched over to Cloudtail from the side of the clearing.
"NO!" Cloudtail yowled in fear. "STARCLAN NO! NOT AGAIN!"
"Yes Cloudtail, again." Bloodstar smirked.
One of the Bloodclan guards smacked Cloudtail upside the head and knocked him out cold, then the three guards dragged the limp red and white tom away.
With Cloudtail taken care of, Bloodstar plastered his fake smile back on his face and continued speaking in a calm, cheerful voice.
"Now, would anyone else like to join dear Cloudtail?" He asked.
The clan cats glanced in the direction of where the guards had dragged Cloudtial away, and all shook their heads 'no'.
"Good." Bloodstar purred. "Then I shall continue." The ginger tom swept his gaze over the gathered cats one final time.
"No," he said, shaking his head, "we shall not stop here. Not when there is so much more that we could achieve. No my tools -er, I mean... uh, minions- today, we shall take over Windclan!"
"Foxdung!" a voice that sounded suspiciously like Spottedleaf's rang out from the crowd.
Bloodstar unsheathed his deadly claws. "Shall I deal with yet another heretic?"
The crowd fell silent again, and Bloodstar sheathed his claws.
"Good, now keep your opinions to yourselves. I will not stand for this clan to become democratic, it's a dictatorship all the way! Got that?"
the clan cats nodded their heads sullenly.
"Good! Now, as I was saying... as soon as it is bright out, we shall launch our attack on the Windclan camp!"
"Um, Bloodstar?" Foxtail said, "Wouldn't it be, um, I don't know, better to launch our attack at night?"
The clan cats gasped at Foxtail's open questioning of Bloodstar's plan of pure awesomeness.
Bloodstar only shook his head. "Honestly Foxtail, I would have thought that you were smarter than that. That would be exactly what Windclan would be expecting now wouldn't it? And besides, it doesn't really matter when we attack, now does it? We're going to own the snot out of those noobs either way, so what's the difference right?"
"Of course Bloodstar." Foxtail said in a small voice. "How stupid of me."
"Alright, now that we have that worked out," Bloodstar continued, "lets move on to the finer details. We aren't going to attack the Windclan camp head on. I'm going to send a small group of warriors in first to pose as a distraction while the rest of us attack."
"But Bloodstar," this time it was Nightshade who butted in, "wouldn't it be easier to just attack Windclan all at once? We're much stronger than they are, it'll take no time at all..."
Bloodstar placed his tail over his sister's mouth to silence her. "Because, dear sister, what would be the fun in that?"
Nightshade seemed to finally get it, and a small smile planted itself on her face. "Where indeed... but who shall pose as a distraction?"
Bloodstar's smile widened into a cruel grin. "Oh, I've already got that all planned out."
For a millisecond, Bloodstar's eyes met Spottedleaf's, and a sudden understanding gripped the tortoiseshell she-cat. Oh Starclan no...
"I can't believe this is happening." Brambleclaw growled angrily.
Brambleclaw, Spottedleaf, Cloudtail ,who had just recently come to, and Ashfur were making their way across the open Moore land of Windclan territory, under the cover of dawn.
"Yeah," Spottedleaf replied, "well, I said the same thing the second that that no good, fox hearted, son of a-"
"Spottedleaf!" Cloudtail gasped. "Watch you're language!"
Wha- oh whatever." Spottedleaf shook her head. "Like I was saying, ever since that brat Bloodstar showed up in the Starclan hunting grounds and demanded for his dang nine lives!"
"Ah, come on, this really isn't so bad is it?" Cloudtail asked. "At least we're away from that little demon!"
"Easy for you to say!" Brambleclaw hissed. "You're not the one covered in paint!"
It was true, Brambleclaw was covered from head to tail in black paint, with white stripe running from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail.
"Aw, I think you look great Brambleclaw!" Ashfur said with a purr.
"No one asked you gay boy!" Brambleclaw hissed.
"Aw, don't be that way baby." Ashfur batted his eyes at Brambleclaw, who unsheathed his claws and growled deep in his throat.
"Take one more step, and I'll..."
"Guys, that's enough!" Spottedleaf intervened with an annoyed hiss. "Let's just get this over with!"
"Yeah," Cloudtail agreed. "Seriously though Brambleclaw, that is the worst badger costume I have ever seen!"
"Yeah, well tell that to his royal brat face Bloodstar, he's the one who came up with this entire thing." Brambleclaw muttered.
"You're not supposed to look convincing,you're supposed to look distracting." Spottedleaf said dryly. She cast another glance at Brambleclaw and smirked. "Oh, and trust me, that's distracting all right."
Brambleclaw let out an indignant growl. "You wanna go? You wanna go?!"
"Guys shut up!" Cloudtail hissed suddenly, "We're here."
sure enough, the four cats stood staring down at the Windclan camp, where cats were just beginning to wake up and get ready for the day...
"You guys know the plan?" Cloudtail asked.
"Unfortunately." Spottedleaf muttered.
"Alright then, let's get this over with." Cloudtail sighed. "On the count of three, OK?"
"Alright," Brambleclaw muttered. "One..."
"Two..." Spottedleaf sighed.
"...Three!" Ashfur yowled at the top of his lungs.
The three cats jumped into the center of the Windclan camp, and Ashfur and Cloudtail danced around wildly while Spottedleaf and Brambleclaw sang:
down at the english fair
one evening i was there
when i heard a showman shouting underneath the flair
*chorus*
i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
there they are standing in a row
big ones small ones some as big as your head
give 'em a twist
a flick of the wrist
that's wut the show man said
now that i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
everybody knows they'll make me rich....
All of the Windclan cats stopped and gathered around to watch the insane Thunderclan cats, staring open mouth.
"What the heck!" Shouted Crowfeather as watched the insanity unfold.
there stands me wife
the idle of me life
singing a rolly bowly ball a penny a pitch
singing a rolly bowly ball a penny a pitch
rolly bowly ball
a rolly bowly ball
singing rolly bowly ball a penny a pinch
i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
*how lovely*
there they are standing in a row
*1-2-3-4*
big ones small ones some as big as your head
*and bigger*
give 'em a twist
a flick of the wrist
that's wut the show man said...
Pretty much all of Winclan had now gathered around and was completely memorized by the randomness, when all of the sudden, about fifty Bloodclan warriors jumped out of nowhere and started attacking the unsuspecting clan.
Onestar yowled out in surprise. "Run for your LIVES!!!!! EVERY CAT FOR THEMSELVES!"
Then, he disappeared under a mass of attacking warriors.
now that i've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
everybody knows they'll make me rich
*Have a banana*
there stands me wife
the idle of me life
singing a rolly bowly ball a penny a pitch
singing a rolly bowly ball a penny a pitch
rolly bowly ball
a rolly bowly ball
singing rolly bowly ball penny a pinch!
"NO!" Shouted Crowfeather, who was fighting off several warriors at once. "You Bleeeeeeepin' Bleeeps, of Bleeeepin' Bleeeeeeps!!!!"
"Whoa," Spottedleaf observed, "He's almost as bad as Mousefur."
And thus it came to pass that Windclan too fell to Blood's reign. Only one clan now stood freely, but for how much longer?
FINALLY! There, finished. Hope you enjoyed. I think that I finally got my inspiration back! Now review my story before I loose it again!