CHAPTER TWO

"Sorry, raiding bases seems cruel, I'd rather earn my food." Chaos was infuriated, mostly because the galaxy cat wasn't the raider. Chaos always liked it when problems were solved quickly, because she was quite impatient.

"Somebody is raiding our food."

"Have your Warriors guard it!"

"It was too well hidden, though!" Chaos complained.

"We wouldn't've needed Warriors!" Chaos was squeaking hysterically, and Zodi had her legs tucked under her body, like a loaf. She was frustrated, because how could any cat drink in peace with some chaotic clan leader crying?

"If you don't mind, I would like to drink in peace."

"And I would like to find the culprit."

"Please, I'm not looking to start any trouble," Zodi pleaded. Chaos thought for a minute, something that would make them both happy.

"Would you be a double agent for our clan? Spy on the others, pretend to be on their side?" Zodi felt indifferent about clans, and there was a great risk that the other clans would find out and kill her.

"I work only for myself, thank you. Now please, leave," Zodi purred, putting an emphasis on leave. Chaos gave her a hard glare, and darted away.

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Fossil was wandering the devastated dystopia that used to be Twoleg place many centuries ago. He wondered what it was like, without Mecha and coded armor and claw upgrades, when the Warriors didn't live in pods, just the caves and trees. He wondered how they survived without them, how there were no abnormally colored cats with a green or periwinkle coat. He stopped as he heard the distress call of another cat, echoing through the old forest. He rushed to the source, but it wasn't a dream. Fossil had always encountered this in his dreams, but it wasn't a dream, this time. He kept running until he saw an oddly patterned cat on the rails being attacked by Rock, who was one of his Warriors.

"Help!" The cat cried. Fossil knew it wasn't right for a cat to start a fight with any cat chosen at random, but frankly, he was indifferent. But at that very moment, something inside him gave him the impulse to charge at Rock. He headbutted him hard, knocking him into the grass below the rails.

"Please! Don't hurt me!" The cat pleaded, still laying on the rails. Fossil knew better than to try and fight some rogue, so he leapt down to check on Rock.

"What do you think you're doing, attacking some poor cat!?" Fossil demanded furiously. Rock wanted to tell him, but the words wouldn't come out.

"What? All I can hear is nothing! Speak up!"

"She looked like some genetically mutated toitle!" Fossil knew it was a can of bull, what Rock was telling him.

"I guess I wasn't clear enough. Tell. The. Truth."

"Remember the good ol' days? We'd get in fights with other cats over food! I miss when we used to do that, so I just decided to lunge at 'er!" The cat sat on her hind legs, just to get another look at the cat who saved her life.

"You can call me Fossil!" The brown cat said. Rock was about to speak, but Fossil batted him on the nose.

"Zodi. My name is Zodi." Fossil flickered his tail, and darted back into the forest. Zodi dashed along the rails, just in case the grey cat was planning on attacking her again. His pungent odor was fresh on her back, so she decided to go back to Natural Lake and wash it off of her.

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Data walked to the Earthclan pod, ready to act out the story she had rehearsed many times, stating that she had been abandoned by her mother.

"Well, we're about to raid some food from Nebulaclan! Wanna join us?" Discovery asked with an adventurous tone in her voice.

"Oh, I'd be happy to!" Data would take any chance she could to find who the raiders were, and the grass-streaked cat just told her who they were!

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"She's Kuiper, and he's Fragment," Corona announced. The cats knew that there wasn't a father, that she had pleaded to Starclan many times for a miracle. Only Starclan knew, though, what Corona's kits were capable of. They would be the ascent of Nebulaclan.

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"I can sense this isn't going to be my last trip to the lake today," Zodi mumbled as she rolled in the shallow end of the water. She wasn't very fond of water, but at that moment, she didn't care. She started paddling to the other end, but for the fear of sinking, exhaustion, or drowning, she paddled back.

"Hey, you're not a bad swimmer!" Zodi heard as she was paddling. His voice sounded very familiar, like the one that saved her life earlier that day.

"Were your ancestors from Riverclan, or are you a true rogue?"