My thanks to (Redwolf, Moonblaze 13, Marshmallowtime, Mintfrost29, Pipertrix, Hi there, TheVampLuvr1, The Last Sketch, SupahSplash34, Newlife of ThunderClan, and SilverWolf1499.) A lost of people were wondering, Danger is a random cat I made up. I have alliances for the rogues up in the alliances. I suggest you read them.
Character: Breezepaw of OakClan
Ch. 3 Dragged
Danger let out a short, small laugh. "We have nothing to talk about. It is really a simple concept. I have more cats than you do, a lot more. You have no negotiating powers."
"We can get help," I shouted at the ginger she-cat. "Back at camp we have tom warriors that beat up she-cats like you for fun. It would be an easy victory. It would take no time at all to beat weaklings like you all."
I was about to leap at the she-cat's throat when Nightclaw pinned my tail to the ground. "Don't do anything," he whispered in my ear. His voice caused a small shiver to run through me. "We aren't at camp surrounded by warriors. Make Danger feel like she is in control. Than we will strike while she is confident with her power."
I nodded slowly, never taking my grass green eyes off the leader. She would never see her death coming until it was too late. She would bleed under my paws. I could just imagine her life spilling out of her and staining the forest floor red with her blood.
"Rose," commanded Danger, "will you please separate our two toms? I think they will cause more trouble if they are together. The light brown tom-kit looks like he would be defenseless on his own."
Hearing myself mentioned, I unsheathed my claws and prepared to slash at any cat that came close to me. "I'm can fight for myself. I don't need Nightclaw to protect me; I'm not a kit. I haven't been a kit for several moons."
"Shut it, Breezepaw," my mentor scolded me. "I don't want you to say another word until we find out what these she-cats want from us. You could mess everything up."
I turned my head the other way and refused to look at him. I wished he would go back to his injured self, the one that told me stories. I turned to face him for the briefest of moments to snarl. For a second, I forgot we had a common enemy.
Danger quickly took advantage of our sudden hatred. I willingly walked away from Nightclaw and my only hope of a quick escape. No rogue had to force me to.
"Now," said Danger pacing in between me and my mentor, "We are going to take you up the river. I agreed to meet someone at the Twolegplace by sunset, and I intended to keep that promise."
Rose quickly led several more fighters out of the trees. She motioned for a little more than half of them to guard Nightclaw. The other half surrounded me.
All the cats looked at Danger, waiting for the final command. "Let's move out." she called. "I'm not going to meet Leopardheart late. Any cat that makes us behind schedule isn't welcome in our camp anymore."
A fluffy white she-cat in my guard gulped, and I saw her legs shake with fear. I knew that when I made my escape, she would be the one I would trick. She had weak kittypet written all over her.
Danger drilled her amber eyes into the she-cat. "I had some doubts about taking in a house cat. Don't make me regret my choice, Marshmallow."
Marshmallow locked her knees to stop her shaking. "It is nothing, Danger. It was just a little chill in the air."
Danger turned around and called over her shoulder. "I thought that thick fur of yours would keep you warm. I guess even I can be wrong sometimes."
The white she-cat fluffed her fur up and looked at the ground. A light brown she-cat walked up to her and put her tail over her shoulders. I saw her barely move to whisper some words in the kittypet's ear.
I had the most amazing luck. The cats that were charged with keeping me from escaping were a bunch of weaklings. Nightclaw didn't look like he was fairing so well.
The toms that were guarding him were studying him with their eyes. A black tom that looked liked Nightclaw's brother stood guard seriously. Unlike Marshmallow talking to the light brown she-cat, he ignored the others.
Like he knew I was watching him, Nightclaw shoot me a look that was filled with all the anger he was feeling. It felt safer to be with Danger than be alone with Nightclaw.
"Why aren't we going anywhere?" shouted Danger. "I could have sworn I told everyone to move out. Why are we still standing here? Time is wasting, and the sun is getting closer to setting."
None of her followers answered. Instead they looked at their paws and took their first steps forward. A dark gray tom shoved me from behind.
"Hey," I shouted, spinning around. "You are pushing the deputy's apprentice. I suggest you go back to just walking. I can walk without help, thank you very much. That was about all my mother taught me."
The tom backed off and let out a sigh. I let a growl escape my throat and walked with my head held high. I could see Nightclaw pushing around his guards. A peach she-cat tumbled to the ground.
"Rose," she called out. "Our prisoner keeps cuffing me on the head. His claws are sharp like thorns." Her voice was whinny and I could almost sense Nightclaw rolling his eyes.
The dark ginger she-cat seemed to be the second commander of the group. "Don't let him push you around. You are a she-cat. You are stronger than he is," she told him.
I let out a small laugh. "You can't honestly believe that for a second," I shouted to her. "She-cats are weak and useless. They are only good for raising kits."
A striped she-cat who walked to my right dragged her claws across my cheek. "I'm just as strong as you are. Maybe even stronger because you are the one captured, not me."
Danger called from the front of the column. "Piper, don't injure the goods. Petalstar pays better for fresh toms. You have been with us long enough to know that."
"Of course I know that," she called back. "I was just checking to make sure they were strong. We don't want them dying on the way there." Her smile was truly vicious.
Danger's scolding didn't help me because blood still dripped slowly down the side of my face. I could feel the warm drops slid across my smooth fur. I tried to scoop them up in my tongue, but I just couldn't reach.
I just left the cut be when a soft paw pressed against my face. I turned my eyes to see the cat who had moved to comfort Marshmallow. Where her paw had been, a delicate swab of cobwebs staunched the blood flow.
I looked at the pretty light brown cat and tore off the cobwebs. "I don't help from a she-cat. In OakClan, we don't die from a measly scratch. You might because you are a she-cat, but I'm stronger than you'll ever be."
That brought tears to the she-cat's eyes. A silverly blue tom picked his head up from one side of me. "Apologize to Moss right now. There was no reason to say that, no reason at all."
That was the breaking point for Danger. "I had better not have to turn around one more time!" she shouted to everyone. "I can always find more loners and rogues to do this for me. BloomClan is picky about who delivers there toms."
I saw Nightclaw recoil when Danger mentioned BloomClan. "Hey, Danger," he called out. His voice echoed among the quiet and scared rogues. "What is this BloomClan that you mentioned? Where do they live?"
"Don't you wish you knew," said Rose who replied before Danger could answer. "You'll know soon enough. After the Twolegplace, it is BloomClan for you."
Some of the she-cat let out a laugh, but the toms stared at us solemnly, like they knew something we didn't. "What?" I snapped at the silvery blue tom who had spoken to me last.
Instead of answering, he looked from Danger to Rose, than to the ground. "Can't answer that," he whispered under his breath. "I can't go back to being on my own."
I shook my head at the cowardly tom. I saw Nightclaw glance over and give the frightened tom a vengeful gaze than chilled my blood. The tom looked away and returned his gaze to his paws.
So, I was left to wonder what was going to happen to us as we marched upstream. The forest seemed to hold none of the beauty it had only hours ago. The sunlight that danced on the fallen leaves seemed to be just black and white. It lacked the vibrant shades of late newleaf.
As the sun moved to its peak, Danger allowed one short stop. "Nightclaw and Breezepaw," she commanded, pointing to us. "Splash, Moon, Wolf, and Flight will keep and eye on you. I expect the best behavior you little rebels can give."
Three of the four cats mentioned separated from the group and walked over to where Nightclaw and I sat. "She gave us two weak toms." smiled Nightclaw, his voice holding hope I didn't feel. "I have been watching them guard me all day. I bet you can take down both of them with even trying."
I nodded, completely forgetting that I had been furious with him earlier today. My stomach was growling and I was willing to listen to my mentor. He was the most intelligent cat in OakClan beside Adderstar himself.
"So I get Splash and Moon," I confirmed. "You get Wolf and Flight."
Nightclaw nodded slowly. "I haven't seen Flight at all. Rose keep calling out to her, but the mangy she-cat never answered. Shows that she-cats are unreliable fools. Never trust them." He told me. Splash and Moon looked at us whispering but never moved to stop us.
I stayed quiet and waited for the signal. It was impossible to act like nothing was about to happen. The wait was killing me, so when Nightclaw flicked his tail, I launched into the air with unmatched ferocity.
I flew towards Splash while Nightclaw threw himself at Wolf. A cry of surprise rose from the fighter's lips. The howl alerted the cats sitting at the river, drinking and eating some fish they caught. They would be coming quickly to help out their band.
Splash tossed me off his back, and I hit the ground with a sickening thud. My vision blacked for a moment, but it slowly returned. I almost wished it hadn't.
Danger's fighters emerged from the trees around me. Nightclaw was fighting with Wolf and the cowardly tom who refused to speak to me.
When everything was completely focused, I braced myself for the she-cats that raced towards me. When I could smell the fish on their breath, and leaped up in the air over their confused heads.
Piper skidded to a stop and looked up at me. The astonishment on her face made my day. She seemed to be rooted to the ground. She didn't move a fox length as I fell down on her.
I latched my claws down on her face. I could feel flesh tear beneath my paws as her scream ricocheted throughout the clearing. A shiver involuntarily racked by body and made my fur stand on end.
Soft Marshmallow tore at the flesh and fur on my back legs, and I felt myself drop to the ground. There was no time to pick myself up because another swarm of cats came over me. The smell of blood and sweat wafted past me.
Soon, I couldn't pick myself up from my paws. Blood coated my fur and made me a deep crimson color. Some was others, but I could feel mine seeping from too many cuts and wounds that slashed my fur.
My vision faded for a second, and I felt my eyes slip close. My sudden peace didn't last because Danger's claws dug into my shoulders.
"Where is Nightclaw?" she demanded. Her own cats stepped back when they her all her anger go into one quick demand. "I know you were planning something."
"Nightclaw is gone," I said. My voice sounded shallow and lifeless even to me. "And I am still in you clutches. He isn't here."
Danger shook me back and forth. "Are you messed up in the head?" She shouted to me. "I want to know where Nightclaw is. I promised two strong cats, not one battered weakling."
"I don't know," I spat in her face. "He was supposed to take me with him. He could be anywhere on OakClan territory. Why don't you send out your tormentors."
Rose appeared at Danger's right shoulder. "We don't want you to slip from out claws. You mentor already did, and we will pay dearly for that."
"What are you going to do than," I smiled at the helpless cats. "Are you going to drag me to you meeting place. I could run away anytime I want to."
"Ha," said Danger sarcastically. "I doubt you ability to stand let alone run away. Flight would be able to catch you in no time at all."
"I could catch him like an unsuspecting fish," called a voice from the branches overhanging the clearing that was soaked in blood. Leaves parted to reveal an face of a lithe white she-cat. "I almost caught Nightclaw."
"That doesn't matter if he escaped your grasp." scolded Rose. "Get down here help us tie up Breezepaw. We can't him fighting again. I don't know what will happen to Piper."
I looked over to where half the cats had looked. Sitting in a pool of blood was Piper. Marshmallow and Moss had covered her face in swabs of cobwebs. It didn't seem to help because puss and blood soaked through the freshest of the bandages.
"Look what you did," whispered the coward. "You are the age of my son when he died. He never would have done that to another cat. How can you even look at yourself?"
"She is a she-cat." I said like it was simple. These cats where all messed up to fight and work along side of she-cats. "Toms are superior. We have the right to kill a she-cat. StarClan gave us that, and I plan to use it before I die."
"Wise words," laughed Danger. "Bind him up."
Cats tore up pieces of grass and tied them around my paws. Bark rubbed against my leg and caused my fur to fall off in patches. Soon, it was so tight, I couldn't move.
"Stupid she-cat," I called out. "You would keep me tied up because you are afraid to fight me. Just like the cowardly silver tom who is good with words but is no good with his claws."
Danger sighed. "I have had enough with your talking. Fang, will you please silence him."
A white tom with black stripes that seemed to move as he walked out of the shadows approached me. His dark green eyes displayed no emotion. When he moved his paw to strike me, there was nothing I could do to counter attack.
My eyes were closed, but I could still feel the blackness surround me, and than I couldn't feel anything. The world seemed to disappear.
I hope you like this chapter because Breezepaw is going to stop for awhile. Next will be Bloosomfrost when Nightclaw returns. I think the Nightclaw/Breezepaw relationship is the best I have ever made. I really like the two of them. Please review and tell me what you think.
