Chapter 15, the first battle scene!!! YAY! We are reaching the climax of Book 1…:P But that doesn't mean that I am going to reveal Sparrowpaw's killer… :?

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Nianque: Yeah, some of the stories I keep tabs on update like once a year! :l

You say that Brook wouldn't do that…why wouldn't she…she has her reasons (in my opinion, anyway…)

Avatar: You will see why DarkClan attacked ForestClan in the next few updates…probably the next update actually!

No, they surrendered the lives (much like Pinestar of ThunderClan did when he went to live life as a kittypet). Crookedjaw was probably the name for Crookedstar, I agree, but would have Ashstar remembered the old RiverClan leader very well? Probably not… And I was running out of names!

Ultraviolet: EVERYTHING IS IN CAPITALS!! LOL!

~Jill~ : Yay, another cliffie! There will be cliffies in at least….(mutters numbers under his breath)…three (yes, three!) chapters! Highly suspicious, I know! It depends on what the evil cat is called….and I thought they had muffins there! 8O

This is from Brambleclaw's POV! :P

Happy Reading, from Leopardstorm!

(Also, I awesomely named the next four chapters with the attacks in it all beginning with 'A'! Super Awesome!! And don't forget to put in your review the weirdest username you have ever seen, then we will do a competition and people can vote in the poll I make!)

Chapter 15 – Attack I – Aid

Many of EarthClan's warriors filed out of the entrance at lightning speed, heading for the lake territory of ForestClan. It was still raining heavily as we splashed through the deep puddles that had formed in the grassy moorland. It sprayed all of us with muddy slop, but our minds were completely focused on the attack at the old ThunderClan hollow.

Normally, for a Gathering, this journey would take from the middle of the after-sunhigh period and sunset, but we could already see the lake and its rough waves as we bundled down the moors of the old WindClan. We passed the horseplace, Smoky and Floss were looking on in bewilderment as we ran up alongside the lake.

We could hear a rumble of thunder as we entered the oak forest. Even from the old stream border, we could hear the yowls of battle and fear echoing into the mist. Squirrelflight looked at me in worry, and I knew this to mean that she was worried for her mother and father, who were both very high ranking cats in the Clan, who would give their life for other cats to get to safety.

We stopped running and started to walk briskly through the dense forest. It was so hauntingly familiar, but I had to ignore the nagging thorn of home as we ventured even more towards the old quarry. Now the stench of blood was reeking out, and the screams and yowls of horror were ever louder. I recognised the thorn barrier underneath a bush to be the old entrance and we stopped just before we got there.

Onewhisker stayed with us as well to keep the element of surprise. Crowstar asserted himself to the front so he could talk to us.

"I know you can drive these intruders out. It was only a matter of time that this was going to happen. But I know you are all ready, and I have complete faith in you.

"Now, when I say "Now!", you run in there, okay?" We all nodded. I looked back. I saw Bushpaw and Heatherpaw, both looking eager to impress on their first battle. They had practically begged to come, and them being the best fighters out of all the apprentices, they were going to be helpful somewhere…

Squirrelflight looked worried; I went over and licked her nose.

"We're going to be okay," I promised, empty words I reflected glumly when I realised that I didn't know if I was going to come out of this attack alive.

"No, there's something else you should know…" she kneaded her paws uncomfortably.

Was this what she was trying to tell me earlier? I realised with a pang.

She inhaled again, just like before, but at that exact moment Crowstar had yowled, "NOW!!"

The Clan flowed into the hollow, the troubled looks on the DarkClan cats showing, while the faces of the ForestClan cats showed great relief. As I was looking for an opponent, or a cat that needed my help, a DarkClan she-cat had made my search so much simpler.

She scored a long scratch down my back, but she had no depth and I had already twisted her over so that her belly was showing. She knew what was happening next as I bore a large cut through her belly. She scarpered off while she left a trail of sticky blood following her to the thorn barrier.

While looking around for another cat to fight, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. DarkClan cats searching through dens, ForestClan cats valiantly fighting back, and friends and foes falling down beside each other in defeat.

I heard a wail from behind me, as I saw Reedwhisker bent over a gorily blood-covered cat. It was Ripplepaw, his apprentice, as her grey pelt was just showing through the gushing redness that was engulfing the young she-cat like fire.

I ran over to her, sniffed her body as Reedwhisker's whimpers became less audible as he waited to see if she was still alive. I sniffed her, and although she had lost a lot of blood, she was not dead.

"She's not dead, Reedwhisker," I told him. "But she will be if we don't get her to a medicine cat right now!"

The grief-stricken tom nodded as we took her over to the old medicine den, where Littlecloud watched us bring in the lively she-cat with horror.

"She's safe with me!" Littlecloud vowed as he started working on her immediately. I wished Ripplepaw and Reedwhisker luck as I bounded out of the medicine den, looking for another enemy cat and immediately finding one.

The other cat had equal ferocity as she scratched against me. It was only when I saw the bushy tail springing out from behind my attacker that I realised who it was.

"Squirrelflight!"

"Brambleclaw, you're still okay!" she bounded up to me as we touched noses.

"Are you able to tell me what you wanted to tell me?" I asked. I really needed to know!

"I guess now is as good as any time!" she yowled, wanting to make herself heard. "I'm – " she was cut off by a yowl from the entrance. It was Stonewhisker.

He was trembling with exhaustion as I summoned the strength to give his message, "EarthClan is being ambushed!"

Crowstar was already heading for the entrance, needing to get back to his Clan. He beckoned for us to follow him back.

"Oh for crying out loud. Brambleclaw!" Squirrelflight had had enough of the interruptions. "I'M PREGNANT!"

I was a father?!

Okay, I know this chapter is short, but the next chapters will be better (hopefully)

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