Warriors- Veil of the Red
Chapter 2
(A/N: Okay well Im just saying there has hardly been a lot of reviews. I was hoping for a lot more so what the heck is up with that. Well With school over soon I'm hoping to get chapters up a lot more now. Thats all I really have to say. Enjoy.)
She ached; her legs still numb yet thriving with pain and her neck with a kink in it only making it worse for her. Foxkit could all but rest her head on her forepaws and await until she could recover. It had only been three days since her 'fall ' in the forest. Littlecloud was usually checking in on her constantly; worried if she wasn't healing right, it was strange how she wasn't recovering fast enough. Due to this Littlecloud began to believe that her slow recovery was a sign of weakness and in the future would make her a weak Warrior.
Foxkit would casually shift from side to side trying to adjust her position to be in a more comfortable posture drawing Littlecloud's gaze, "Do you want to try and stand?" He meowed as he dipped his head reaching for a herb. Foxkit's dark, glassy, blue eyes flashed opened and fixed right onto the Medicine cat.
Is he mouse-brained or just plain stupid?
Scoffing almost she clawed the warm ground before her and started to purr, "I'd rather not... Because if I hurt myself even more I'm going to be mad..." Tiny mewls from outside suddenly drew in her attention in. Stopping she turned around and saw Nightkit, Fernkit and Tigerkit playfully jumping on each others tail's and having fun.
"Loser, you can't get me I'm going to be leader one day so I'm too quick for you!" Mewed Fernpelt as she pelted along the clearing, bounding from one spot to another. Her soft light brown tail whipping behind her. There was a sudden yowl in the air and then silence. Then there was Nightkit standing over Fernpelt with her neck in his mouth.
"Nightkit!" Tigerkit hissed and raced into him colliding with his flank knocking Fernpelt out of his grasp, "What was that for, you could have hurt her?"
Fernpelt whimpered as she curled her tail around her and scurried behind Tigerkit, "Geez, I didn't mean attack me! We are just playing..." She mewed.
Nightkit huffed out his chest and sat down with a 'Hmph' while glaring at the two, "She's just weak! What a baby... She's going to be a kit for the rest of her life."
"Don't be such a TigerStar!" Fernkit hissed.
Watching from afar, Foxkit's whiskers above her eyes twitched and raised as she beheld the small altercation between her den-mates, "He thinks he's so cool... Like he can boss people around..." Sudden flashes of the three apprentices attacking her the other day raced through her mind. They thought they could boss her around just cause she was different... Just cause she was smaller. Shaking her head softly she curled herself into a ball and laid her tail softly upon her black nose; drifting into sleep.
What...What's that?
Opening her dark gloomy blue eyes she stared across the den, something was clearly wrong.
"Get up!" A voice shouted behind her but when she twisted her head there was nothing there. She gulped the lump in her throat and flattened her ears, she was scared.
The voice started to echo in her mind, "Get up... Get up... Get up!" It went on and on persistent to get her up.
Foxkit knowing that if she tried to stand her legs would collapse under her tried anyways. Expecting to find a hard way up she pushed to hard and sprung up to her surprise and landed softly on her paws. What is this... Her legs felt no pain, in fact she felt a bit stronger than before in her legs. Shaking the strange event off she was determined to find out what was going on.
There was a sudden gust of wind that rushed out the entrance and a gray colored cat ran out; a cat whom Foxkit had never seen before, "Hey! W-who are you?" She meowed as she bounded after him through the entrance of the den. Her pupils widened as darkness engulfed her, almost as if it was seeping like blood towards her. She hissed softly and started to move on, but there was something very ominous about the clearing, even the entire camp.
There were no cats.
Usually there were cats walking around at night going to hunt but she heard not a single breath nor stir. Creeping towards the Warrior's den she peered softly inside, poking her nose in first before her fiery, russet colored fur became exposed at the entrance, "Hello?" She mewed softly and expected a stir of cats or maybe one of them to hiss at her to leave. But there was nothing she even started to notice some of the Warrior's nest empty.
In fear she began to run, she ran as fast as her little paws could take her! She needed to get out of this place, something was seriously wrong, she had to find Applefur! There was a sudden thump as Foxkit ran into something warm and soft knocking her back. Falling backwards onto her tail she yowled in pain as she stood up and quickly looked up to see what had stopped her in her path.
No! No! No! No-! This can't be happening !
Bodies of her clan were stacked high as if they were apart of the fresh-kill pile. Eye's wide with fear even though dead mouth's gaping open and blood dripping from their muzzles and eyes. It was a mass murder of the camp and Foxkit had not been invited, "Applefur!" The kit shouted with grief in her mew as she saw her mother's limp body wedged between the other two queens of the nursery, "Mom! It's okay! I'll save you!" Foxkit desperately screeched as she tried to climb up the mountain of cat but as soon as she stepped forward one of the clan cats bit her paw. She yowled in pain, "Applefur! Help! What's going on?" And the voice returned, "This is your future..."
Twisting furiously around with eyes burning with frustration and anger she hissed ferociously at the wind, "What do you mean my future? Is Applefur okay then, am I just dreaming? Who are you? What's going on?" There were so many question, yet so few answers.
A sudden gust of wind pushed the kit forward , Foxkit to scratch at moist dirt below her claws hoping to gain her own stance once again. Toppling over due to all the pressure from the wind Foxkit yowled in pain, "Stop!" Getting to her feet she began to glare at the darkness, "What do you want from me...?" She hissed.
This was when a large gust of wind began to pursue her and began to whirl around the kit forming a dust cloud around her. Rocks sputtered out of the tornado she stood in, striking her hard knocking her helpless body around. She yowled in pain and terror, this was when two glowing blue eyes appeared in the dust tornado and stared at her intensely. Noticing the eyes she stared with her own wide-eyed as the eyes then took shape of a cat's body. It was that gray cat...
"Who... are you...?" Foxkit meowed while clawing at the ground to make sure her light body wasn't blown away.
The cat blinked and bowed his head, "I'm the one who is going to stop you from your reign of terror." The cat suddenly lifted its head and walked into the dust cloud closing the distance between them, to the point where her nose was touching the unknown cat's,"Take head, remember these eyes, for they will be the last thing you see one day." The cat hissed harshly as its glowing eyes intensified.
Foxkit stared not daring to spew a tiny little mew. I don't understand anything he said... My reign of terror? Looking back and squinting her eyes she could see the bodies of her clan mates and her mother lying limp, I'm going to cause that...? Turning back around she looked back the cat and shrieked as the cat attacked her.
"I'm not a fox though!" Foxkit jolted awake from her horrible nightmare panting with eyes wide. Imminently looking around she looked for a sign that this wasn't another dream. Finding a pang of relief as she saw Littlecloud rush in with a look of worry at her screams she sighed and let her muzzle fall into her paws, "I'm okay... The clan is okay..."
"Foxkit...?" Littlecloud mewed softly as he stepped towards the kit, "Is there something wrong, you seem anxious, hm?"
Not noticing the look of distress on her face she quickly shook it away the worried look, "I'm fine. Besides it not me you should be worried about." The last sentence she said more softly. The tom twitched his whiskers before huffing out a grunt, "Okay then, well I'll be on my way then."
Foxkit watch the great Littlecloud leave the den with concern in his step, but Foxkit could care less what he thought. Returning her gaze to herself she stared down at her white tipped paws with question in her eyes, I wonder... Pressing her paws firmly against the ground she clenched her eyes together and pushed, and to her surprise she stood up. There was no pain, there was no trouble at all, in fact it was just like her dream, Impossible...
"It's not fair to our clan, nor to any other clan of the forest! Why should ThunderClan be blessed with more hunting ground then ShadowClan, or RiverClan! Just because they helped us hear doesn't mean they are entitled to all the prey!" A small brown warrior hissed at Blackstar who was known as OakFur.
"What's with all the noise?" Nightkit jumped out of the nursery even louder than OakFur, "Is another clan attacking?"
Hearing all the commotion as well Foxkit couldn't help but be curious. Walking out into the clearing she peered through some others who had gathered around to see the small quarrel.
"We shouldn't have to deal with all of this! I say we attack ThunderClan and take the land we want by force!" Oakfur pressed on.
Blackstar, tall and broad shouldered glared at Oakfur, "Last time I checked Warrior," He hissed, "I was the one running this Clan not you, but if you think you can do a better job then me... Please tell me so." The large tom dared the small tabby.
Watching Oakfur gulp Foxkit smiled, "That's what he deserves, how dare he try to boss Blackstar around." Foxkit admired Blackstar in every way possible, from the tips of his ears to the the bottom of his paw. Blackstar was one of the cats who came from the forest before this forest. She had heard tales of Blackstar how he had taken on a whole giant clan with Firestar, TallStar, and Leapordstar defeating the cat named Scourge. She had heard of how fierce this master of battle was and how he was the right hand man of Tigerstar at one point. She didn't know to much about Tigerstar but she knew he was bad news but a well respected Warrior who was too set on pride and power. To Foxkit, she felt lucky to be on the same side as Blackstar not ever wanting to be his opponent. She even hoped one day she didn't ever have to fight, she hated fighting but if she had to, she'd fight to the death for Blackstar.
She was knocked out of her thought's as Applefur brushed along her flank to see as well what was going on. Foxkit calmed her fur and returned her gaze to the two Warriors.
"I'll say it once more, we have plenty of fresh-kill if things become desperate I shall go and make sure I take care of things. Know your place Warrior, you do not make decisions for this clan or influence others." Foxkit watched as Blackstar's gaze looked upon her, "While everyone is out here, I might as well finally make an apprentice to this Clan."
Foxkit's eyes widened, "What?"
[A/N: I"M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I kept writing it but it kept deleting off my laptop and stuff so I had to keep on rewrittting this and I never had time. But now I finally did and blah blah blah I HOPE YOU ENJOYED. Also, If you don't Review your just as mean as the apprentices who bullied Foxkit. MEAN! And your wasting my time because I want critque's and ideas for this story I want people to get involved. Anyways I hope you loved it! YEAH LOVED IT! And I'll be coming out with a new chapter soon. Buh byeeee]]