Yes, I own Warriors as much as I am a kazillionare, and as much as I own the world.

Enjoy!

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Chapter 2

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Sandstorm's POV

I slowly opened my eyes as I regained consciousness. Ow! My head felt like it had been sat on. I closed my eyes again, trying to block out the pain, but I knew I wouldn't be able to lay in the den for long, because I had to do dawn patrol along the WindClan border with Dustpelt, Ashpaw, and Whitestorm. Groaning, I opened my eyes again, and gasped. I wasn't in the warriors' den!

Then I remembered. Blackfoot, his paw at my throat, the pain and darkness…

I looked around. As far a I could tell, I was alone, but the place I was at was filthy and tiny. It seemed like some cat had woven thorns into something like a small enclosure that kept me from getting out. Ugh! It was barely bigger than I was. Firestar had described something like it once. He had called it a cage, and said that it could be made of anything. My cage was made of thorns.

I inspected the ground,, which was muddy and my paws sank in it. I hissed in disgust and then jumped as I heard movement.

"Sleep well?" growled a harsh voice. I couldn't see who was speaking, but scent told me I was looking at Blackfoot. I hissed at him, and he laughed and tore my cage apart. I squeaked in pain (yes, I squeaked) as he dug his claws into my skin and dragged me out of the thorns. Once I was out, two more cats jumped on me and roughly pushed me out into the open. RiverClan and ShadowClan scent filled my nostrils, and I wrinkled my nose and shut my eyes as sun blinded me.

I was pushed on the ground and I tasted dirt. Spitting it out, I raised my head up to look defiantly into the eyes of…

Tigerstar.

He was sitting on top of a huge pile of bones that made my fur crawl, and his face had an evil grin on it. Behind me were the TigerClan cats, and I tried to make eye contact with any friendly RiverClan cat, but I didn't see one, nor did I see Leopardstar. I turned back to the huge tabby on top of the bones.

"What do you want, Tigerstar?!" I spat.

He twitched his whiskers in amusement. "I want the death of that kittypet."

"Firestar is not a kittypet! He is a leader, and a better leader than you!" I exclaimed.

Tigerstar growled, and I could see that he was trying hard to keep his temper.

"Why am I here?" I yelled to him.

Tigerstar bared his teeth at me. "Because," he rasped, "if I have Firestar's friends and especially his mate, he will surrender to me."

"He would not! Firestar isn't stupid enough to fall for your stupid plan! You would be, though, BECAUSE YOU'RE A HEAP OF FOX DUNG!"

Tigerstar roared, and I knew I had gone too far.

"Blackfoot! Jaggedtooth! Teach her some respect!" Tigerstar yowled.

Blackfoot leaped on me and sank his claws into my head. I cried out in pain, and then he ripped my belly open ,dark red blood gushing out. Black spots swam in front of my eyes, and then they were red spots, because Jaggedtooth had scratched on my eyelid. Together, the two clawed at my back, and pushed my face in the dirt so that I couldn't breathe. I struggled to draw in air, but all I got was sand in my mouth, and it filled up my throat, choking me, and then I was pushed in farther, and dirt went in my eyes too. Suddenly I was yanked out, and I gulped in a wonderful breath of dirt-less air before I was pushed back in the dirt again. Blackfoot flipped me over on my belly, and got on top of me and started working his way into me. I screeched in fear and pain, and Blackfoot started going in and out, in and out. Jaggedtooth kept clawing me and making my blood flow while Blackfoot forced himself on me, and I wanted it to end, I wanted to die...

"Enough!" Tigerstar's voice sounded and I was released, blood still flowing from my body. I felt weak, and violated, especially after what Blackfoot did…

I tried to see what Tigerstar was doing, but my eyes had blood impairing my vision, and I was aware of a cat dragging me along the ground. It hurt…so badly…grit and dirt was imbedded in my wounds, and I cried out.

"Your crying will only make everything worse."

I couldn't see who had spoken, but I could tell by scent that it was Mudfur, the RiverClan medicine cat. I relaxed, feeling safe for a moment as he tended to my many wounds.

"Why," I managed to choke out, "is this happening?"

Mudfur paused. "Because. Tigerstar is trying to make Firestar give in by kidnapping his friends and mate."

That was what Tigerstar had told me. "And the torturing?"

"Just another enterainment idea he came up with." Mudfur seemed to be on the verge of saying something important. "Sandstorm?" he whispered.

"Yeah?" I groaned.

"Beware of Tigerstar. Steer clear of his plans, his followers, and him. Only by being clever and cunning might you be able to escape alive."

Ooh… So? What'd you think? Review!

Next chapter will probably be Graystripe's POV.

~LenzieKat~