Warriors: Bio Bomb

Book 1: Alpha

Hey everyone, I'm finally ready for fall break, which means that I'll have time to get some chapters written. Finally eh? Well, no time to waste then, let's start with the chapter already, enough talkin' outta me!

Chapter 7: Infiltration Part 1

As day broke, I worked my way back down off the roof, and padded into the small shack. Most of the Clan was already awake, and Puddlefoot was addressing Mudtail and Moonheart as I came up.

"You two go into Mouse Forest and see what you can find, I just hope all the noise this 'Alpha' man made didn't scare away all of the wildlife for the day. Also, keep an eye out for-" he broke off when he saw me approaching. "Ah, Iceclaw, anything to report?"

I shrugged, "no dogs, but I came up with an idea while I was on watch." He motioned for me to continue and I said, "Well, there's this pound nearby. It must be filled with captured stray cats; we could free them, and maybe ask if they want to join us. You did say we needed all the help we can get."

He nodded, and mewed, "Hmm…I didn't think about that. All we usually hear coming from that dreadful place is consistent howling…though it stopped as soon as the 'bomb' went off. We should go investigate," he turned to the brown tom sitting respectfully waiting for his leaders command, and his ears perked up when he heard his name.

"Yes Puddlefoot?" He asked, standing up.

"Go find Snowpelt and hunt, then when you are finished, have her drop off your catch and find a safe way to the pound. Moonheart, you'll come with me and Iceclaw for our scouting mission. With any luck, we'll find a way to free all of the cats and find some that are willing to join IceClan for our assault on Bio-Tech Industries." Mudtail saluted with his tail and walked away, looking for the unmistakable white fur of Snowpelt, and Moonheart nodded and stood next to me. "We'll leave as soon as we finish breakfast."

It was eleven o'clock. For some odd reason, the clock tower in the middle of the city was still working, and its bell rang on the hour. I remembered hearing that it ran off of a separate generator, that only needed to be replaced every six months or so. I shook my head ruefully to clear it, "this isn't the time to be thinking about things like that," I thought to myself, and worked to stay in step with Moonheart. We trailed only about a foot behind Puddlefoot, and soon we were sneaking along the wall of the compound.

Thanks to my current size, and the perpetual darkness that seemed to hang in the atmosphere, the pound looked like a prison, and I noticed that one of the windows on the second story had a large stain of blood on it. Puddlefoot snapped me out of my trance by whispering "I don't like the feeling of this place. Stay alert and follow me." He leapt off the wall, and Moonheart and I were right behind him.

Moonheart spoke in a low voice close to my ear, "are you sure this is a good idea?" I could only shake my head in confusion, it seemed like a good idea this morning, but looking at this place now, it appeared to be a gateway to Hell rather than our hope for salvation.

We approached the front door cautiously, and I heard voices coming from inside, they sounded human…and yet they didn't. "Wait!" I hissed under my breath, and our small band stopped in its tracks. "Don't forget, all of the humans other than me were turned into dogs, they're our enemies. Let's try and find an air vent."

Puddlefoot nodded understandingly and I took the lead, skirting around the walls until we came upon an open hole, with the vent door torn asunder. I stepped back and Puddlefoot stepped in, motioning for us to follow with his tail as he disappeared into the darkness. I swallowed and followed him, with Moonheart close behind me. The cold, smooth metal felt strange under my paws, and the smell of death blew in my face.

"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea…" I thought, but it was too late to turn back now, and we were only here to grasp the situation. "Guess it seems pretty hopeless."

Puddlefoot stopped short, and I heard why. The same voices we heard earlier were coming from right above us. "We must have been descending slowly, now we're underneath it!" I thought with surprise, but then decided to listen in on their conversation.

"Heheheh, this 'Alpha' guy sure gave us some sweet jobs. All the cats we can eat, and all we have to do is guard this dump." The first one said, and I began to feel sick to my stomach.

What his friend said didn't help, "yeah, he even supplied us with some heavy firepower, if we can find the white-eyed human; we'll be set for life."

"Just make sure not to tear him up too bad, we have to take out his eyes for proof, and I'd rather they were intact." The first one said, punching his partner in the shoulder, and they walked off, discussing what they would do if they caught me.

"Not gonna happen," I hissed under my breath, and I felt Moonheart nudging me. Puddlefoot had already continued back down the shaft, and I reluctantly followed behind. We caught up to him in no time, and the path ended, with a hole straight over us, torn open just like the door we used to get in here. "I really don't like how convenient these holes have been," I thought to myself, but I wasn't about to say that out loud.

We found ourselves inside a small room, with a desk and a computer. "This must be where they filed for adoptions," I said, and Puddlefoot nodded. We scanned the room, and didn't find anything of interest. I was about to make a suggestion to go back into the vents and get Mudtail to help us find another way in, when the door opened.

A large man brandishing a large assault rifle walked in and grunted when he saw us. "Well well, what do we have here? Some rats, and would you look at that! The white-eyed cat, this must be my lucky day!"

"Does everyone have to say that when they see me?" I thought, bolting for the air vent. "There's no way we can take him, let's go now!" Puddlefoot must have heard him coming, because he was already inside the pathway. Moonheart wasn't so lucky, the man grabbed her by the tail, and I immediately whipped around and dug my claws and teeth into his leg. "Let her go or else!"

Before he could do little else than howl in pain, Puddlefoot joined me and bit into his other leg. I worked fast, the only way someone as big as this was going to let go of Moonheart was to hit him where it hurt. I clawed my way up his leg, and as soon as I came in range, I swung my weight upwards, and latched onto his crotch with my backclaws.

He fell forward onto his knees, and released Moonheart. That was where our little rebellion ended, because three more guys stormed in, and held their guns to our heads. Someone else walked in, wearing a crude badge with the words 'Head of Security' etched onto it. He looked to be in his twenties, with short brown hair, and brandishing a very large shotgun. "The show ends here, put them in the cages," he ordered to the thugs, and they led us all deeper into the dark facility.

Insert 'dun, dun, duuuunnn' here. Well, that's where I'll have to leave off for now, but I assure you that the next chapter will be us as soon as it's written! I'm going to go work on my Digimon and Case Closed fan-fics now, later!