NOTE: I don't own anything warriors other than two of the characters. All credit is given in the Allegiances section.

BoneMeal: I didn't say your name alongside the others. You weren't one of the people I was talking about. And I'm confused as to why you're sorry. Please explain.

Mistleaf: You're not the only one to ask about giving Falconstar a mate. Silverflame requested that her OC (Honeyblaze) become his mate too. I agree with you wholeheartedly about the leader deserving a mate. However, my friend explained that Falconstar isn't interested in mates and kits. Kinda like me. He can be attracted to someone but that's all it'll ever be: attraction. It's just who he is. If he does take a mate it'll probably be when he's too old to have kits which means he's too old to lead his Clan.

And now back to Lightningfur where things are starting to get heated.

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Reviving Blood

Chapter 6: Figures in Glass

Shouting voices could be heard long before the Twolegs reached the door. Dominic perked up his head and stared at the door from the warmth of his bed. That was never a good thing. And it wasn't even dawn yet. With a groan, he pulled himself out of bed. He had to alert his master. A soft rattle made him look up at a table. Poppy was sitting inside his cage. His deep blue eyes were locked on the door. Then his left hind leg came up and scratched vigorously at the blue collar around his neck. Dominic smiled as he continued onward. The cat found the collar utterly annoying but Trenton made sure it would never come off.

Turning right, the massive dog padded towards his master's door. A slight twinge filled his chest as nuzzled the door open. Trenton hated being woken up so early. The room beyond was completely dark except for the block of light coming through the doorway. Dominic knew his master's room well enough. Quickly he padded over to the bed, situated to the right of the doorway. His paws were carefully to not disturb the fur rugs on the cold floor. His ears could the gentle breathing of his master. A frown pulled at his lips. Trenton had rolled to the middle of his massive bed. That would make it harder for Dominic to wake his master. He sighed softly. Lightningfur would be better suited for this. He crouched low. His powerful legs propelled him onto the bed, shaking it vigorously. A sense of fear seized his chest as his hind legs nearly slipped off the bed. If he fell then he would tear the sheets. That would piss Trenton off even more. Luckily he didn't slip too far.

His master groaned softly as Dominic nuzzled him gently, "Dominic…what are you doing here?"

Dominic didn't bother to respond. He knew his master's gem on the table behind him. Without it, the human wouldn't be able to understand him. His tongue ran over his master's face. That made Trenton's eyes open. He sat up with a drawn out groan. One hand scratched his dog's ears. Dominic let out a rumble of pleasure and wagged his tail. He liked it when his master scratched his ears. Both ears pricked when a knock rang out on the door. Trenton frowned in that direction. His men knew that he hated being disturbed this early in the morning. A hand waved his loyal dog away. Dominic carefully leaped to the ground. Trenton rose behind him. The dog fetched his master's soft shoes that he wore when wandering around his apartment. A grunt was his thanks but Dominic knew it was because his master was still sleepy.

Another knock, a louder one, rang out as they entered the living room. Lightningfur was crouching in his cage. Both eyes were locked on the door. He could sense the fear and anger through the door. Dominic winced as Trenton flicked his fingers against the cage wiring. The tom looked up at him, ears flat from the ringing noise. Trenton signaled for him to lie down and curl up in the blankets. There was still another hour until dawn. The cat could sleep until then. He turned to Dominic and signaled to the dog's bed. Immediately he returned to his bed and sank into it. A soft sigh escaped his throat. One eye watched as Trenton opened the door and vanished through it. The man on the other side yelped as the leader hit him. Dominic smiled slightly. Trenton hated being disturbed at this hour.

He hated it even more when someone disturbed his animals.

The Twoleg returned to his apartment several hours after dawn. Both animals had woken up and been fed shortly after the sun had broken from the horizon. Dominic bounded forward to greet his master with happy barks. Trenton smiled warmly at him. Lightningfur looked up at him as he approached the cage. Opening the door, he reached hand down and scratched the cat's ears. A purr rumbled in the tom's throat. Both eyes closed with pleasure. His master picked up the water bowl and frowned at it. Whoever fed the tom hadn't given him any fresh water. He sighed angrily as he turned towards the door. Both animals winced at the sharp words Trenton had with the poor servant he happened to catch. They knew that the servant would pass the message along to the real culprit. Fuming over the terrible morning, Trenton passed them and entered his room so he could change. Soon he reappeared dressed in dark gray shirt and dark brown pants. His black boots shined in the sunlight. As he appeared, his hands were tying two strings together near his throat. Both blue eyes were distant and he was muttering curses under his breath.

Lightningfur and Dominic shared a glance of worry. Something had to be wrong for Trenton to be this upset. An early morning never bothered him this much. He even forget to put his gem around his neck. Quickly the dog vanished into the bedroom. Lightningfur watched as he came back out right when Trenton realized he didn't have the gem. A smile touched his lips as he spotted the gem in Dominic's mouth.

He hooked the latch as he spoke gently, "Thank you, Dominic. Looks like today I'm going to need you at my side. I'll be stumbling over my own two feet otherwise."

Dominic wagged his tail. Lightningfur shifted in his cage, rattling it slightly. Trenton looked at him with a raised eyebrow. He knew the tom wanted out of the cage. However, it had only been three weeks since the fox attack. The tom's punishment was a month inside the cage and the collar being put around his neck. Both blue eyes looked up at him, wide and pleading. Finally he sighed. Quickly he unhooked the latch and picked the tom up. Lightningfur purred softly. Then he stiffened. Trenton was attaching a leash to the collar. Dominic smiled at the look of disgust on the tom's face. The leash would ensure he never went too far from Trenton's side. It also meant that Trenton could control his actions. Putting Lightningfur down, the Twoleg tied the leash to the table. Then he went to finish some paperwork in his office.

Dominic nudged Lightningfur on the shoulder, "Enjoying yourself?"

"Plenty," was the sarcastic response.

The dog cocked his head at the tom, "I told you his patience was running out. You're lucky he attributed most of his anger to the fox. However, you should have backed off when he ordered you to."

"I'm a warrior, Dominic," Lightningfur meowed, looking up at the dog. His tail lashed across the ground, "I had to fight for survival since I was born. Trenton trained me to fight cats and dogs using my speed. When Forestclan was created, I fought tooth and claw to keep it together. Fighting is all I know. Any less isn't me."

A whimper escaped Dominic's throat, "I know that better than anyone. But you need to pick your battles more carefully. Make Trenton any angrier and you won't ever get the chance to hunt or fight again. Be patient. Someday the two of you will figure out a middle ground."

"When? All this is driving me crazy. Every step I take is marked with fear because I don't know if Trenton will lock me up. I can't sleep at night…" Lightningfur trailed off, looking at the floor.

Dominic sat next to his friend. The cat was having trouble sleeping? That was new to the loyal dog. He pressed his snout into the cat's fur, "Why can't you sleep?"

"Dreams. I don't understand them. All I see is fire and ash. My ears are filled with cries of pain and agony. The cries of my Clanmates. The cries of my kits and mate. Then I'm all alone in a dark place with no light. No one is there to light my path," the cat explained.

His body started shivering against Dominic's snout. The dog let out a worried whimpered. That would be terrifying. Unlike Lightningfur, he had never fallen in love. He never had a mate or pups to guard. Yet the terror, guilt, and fear that flowed off the cat was unmistakable. A massive paw wrapped around the cat's other side. Dominic didn't fully understand the pain in his best friend but he wanted to be there. He wanted to help Lightningfur get through it. Footsteps made him look up. Trenton was coming from his office. Several papers were rolled up in his left hand. These he would send to the appropriate people. His right hand untied the leash before he started for the door. Lightningfur padded quietly alongside him. Dominic stepped to the other side once they were out of the apartment.

They made several stops before the throne room. Trenton returned papers that he needed to sign or handed out papers with instructions. One was to the captain of the guard. The man scanned his instructions before coming to attention. Lightningfur and Dominic noticed several fresh scratches in his armor. The cat's eyes narrowed. Then his teeth bared. These weren't just any scratches. These scratches were made by a cat's claws! Dominic also bared his teeth. Unlike Lightningfur, he knew who the culprits were. The flash of understanding in his brown eyes told the tom that he knew and these attacks were common. The tom made a mental note to ask about it later when they weren't near Trenton. The Twoleg would probably forbid the cat's questions. An hour before lunch is when they finally entered the throne room. Several men were waiting patiently for their king. Trenton unhooked the leash from Lightningfur's collar. As long as the tom stayed in the throne room, he could wander around.

The tom went to the windows and curled up in the sunlight. However, both ears were trained on the talking men. Several open their mouths to speak when Trenton signaled for them to keep their voices low. His eyes quickly darted to the "sleeping" cat. That told Lightningfur his hunch had been correct. Dominic collapsed in his bed next to Trenton's seat. After several minutes of straining his ears, Lightningfur gave in. He wasn't going to learn anything that way. Shifting position, he turned his back to the men. Both eyes looked up at the glass window, the bottom of which was a foot above him. It shined and sparkled faintly as sunlight streamed through it. Then the tom stiffened.

Was it just his imagination? No, it couldn't be. Slowly he rose to his paws. His eyes remained locked on the thick horizontal panes. Indeed. The closer he got, the clearer they became. A pair of blue eyes. His jaws opened as he smelled the air. No scent. His eyes could see no body. This cat wasn't there. Not alive at least. He blinked then felt his heart jump. Those eyes had morphed into a cat. A cat he recognized in a heartbeat. A cat who made his heart twist with agony and guilt.

Sophia.

The she-cat smiled at him. Her large ginger patches were faint in the sunlight. The white fur was all but gone. Only those blue eyes remained strong. Then the tom heard a warm purr. Patch and Samson stepped to either side of Sophia. Both smiled at their friend. However, sadness and fear tinged the corners of their mouths. It shined in all their eyes. That told the tom something was wrong. He stepped a little closer. Would they speak to him? What would they tell him? Then Sophia raised her gaze to look beyond him. That told the white tom Trenton was watching him. Lazily he stretched and curled into a ball. His eyes remained locked on the window. Samson closed his blue eyes. Lightningfur closed his own, heart lurching. Then Trenton's fingers scratched his back. The tom forced a soft purr. Then sleep pulled him deep.

Opening his eyes, Lightningfur found himself in that dark place. Quickly he unsheathed his claws. This wasn't where he wanted to be. He wanted to be with Sophia, Samson, and Patch. Then he smelled Sophia's scent. With a yowl, he raced towards her. He wanted to know why they were here. He wanted to how his Clan was doing. The darkness continued to get thicker as he ran. His eyes strained to see anything ahead of him. Suddenly, without warning, he slammed into something solid. He stumbled away. Quickly he shook his head to remove the dizziness. The scent of the cats he wanted to speak to wafted around him. He stepped forward cautiously. A paw pressed into the solid object. It was cold and smooth. His claws tapped against it. A soft, very faint ring echoed from the substance.

"Like glass," he thought.

That's when a dark chuckle surrounded him. He spun around and unsheathed his claws. A faint tom sat opposite of him. A cold smile pulled at his brown lips. Amber eyes glowed brightly in the dark place. He lifted his head. Across his neck were three pale pink scars. Lightningfur hissed. He knew who the cat was without the scars. With a resounding yowl, he lunged at the tom. The cat vanished like mist as he landed on the tom. Lightningfur slipped a few feet and stopped. He looked towards his enemy. The cat rose and turned to face him.

His cold voice washed over Lightningfur like a faint breeze, "Nice try, Lightningfur, but you can't harm the dead." Then he lunged forward and scratched his old enemy across the side of the face. Lightningfur hit the ground as the cat laughed, "But the dead can harm you."

"I don't understand," Lightningfur meowed as he rose to his paws. Scarlet blood dripped from the cut on his left cheek, "How are you here? I killed you."

Oak smiled cruelly, "Like most cats, I believed in ancestors that walk the stars. Did you think some of us just vanish after we're killed? You ended my life but gave me more power than you can imagine." Those amber eyes glowed brighter as his body faded, "Your friends have a message for you. However, without the strength of Starclan at their back, they can't break my grip on you. I have warped your dreams to the point where you can't sleep. I fill your heart with dread and fear. For without you, Forestclan will burn!"

"Never! They're stronger than you think, Oak. And if they need help, I'll answer with all my strength, speed, and skill. Now get out of my head!" Lightningfur yowled.

What happened next would remain a mystery to the tom for the rest of his life. The ground shook. A flash of light blinded him to his surroundings. A loud noise set his ears ringing. Then a soft noise touch his bleeding cheek. He opened his eyes and found Sophia standing next to him. The cut Oak had given him was gone. Samson and Patch stepped forward, worried frowns on their faces. With a gasp, Lightningfur slumped to the ground. He felt drained, exhausted. Softly he panted. Then his deep blue eyes looked up at them. He wanted to know their message. He wanted to know what was happening to his Clan, his family.

"Black claws dig into the forest," Patch meowed.

Samson spoke up, "Blood runs from the cats of Forestclan."

"But something even worse approaches the forest," Sophia whispered. She pressed into the only cat she ever loved with all her heart, "Forestclan will need its greatest warriors if it is to survive what is coming."

"What must I do?" Lightningfur asked, heart leaping into his mouth in panic and terror.

"Wait," all three meowed at once. "Three will come to you. When that time comes, war has truly come to forest."

Then cracks appeared in their bodies. They collapsed to the ground like glass. Lightningfur jumped awake as something scratched his shoulder. His claws unsheathed in a heartbeat. Dominic barked a warning. A hind paw slammed into his head, throwing him against the castle wall. Several shouts came from the Twolegs. Shaking his head, Lightningfur looked at the attacker. An autumn red tom with a white chest and sandy belly. Amber eyes glared at Trenton. His white muzzle was pulled back in a snarl. Brown paws were planted firm, claws unsheathed. The Twoleg master stepped forward, sword drawn.

He growled angrily, "You have a death wish, Flash. Attacking me on my own turf. A foolish move."

"Is it?" Flash growled, voice cold. Lightningfur felt his white fur rise. That voice reminded him of Oak. A smile replaced the snarl on his face. "But I'm not here for you."

The tom turned and lunged at Lightningfur. His jaws opened wide as he reached for his throat!


Man that took a long time. What is it with spring and my wrist!?

Anyways, here is the list of characters for the Lightningfur side of the story. More may be added in the future as I remember the characters:


Cats (in order of experience/training):

Lightningfur: pure white tom with deep blue eyes, long legs that make him tall, and a long, flexible tail. Nightfur's mate. Father of Blizzardsky, Forestclaw, Leafshine, Jayflight, Cloudpaw, Ravenpaw, Dapplepaw, and Snowpaw.

Adder: tan tom with dark brown paws and green eyes. Long scar left shoulder to right haunch (going over his back).

Tom: long-furred black tom with a white muzzle and hazel eyes. Three scratches crossing his face.

Bridget: white she-cat with black rings on her tail and amber eyes. Right ear is missing.

Dagger: storm gray tom with blue eyes and a black muzzle. Half of his tail is missing and front left paw is badly burned.

Silver: a silver she-cat with white ears and green eyes. Scars striping her back from a whip.

Range: orange tom with pale yellow stripes, white paws, and amber eyes. Blind in left eye and a torn right ear.

Misty: dark gray she-cat with a silver muzzle, white paws, and green eyes. Scratch scars on her shoulders.

Chloe: silver she-cat with light blue eyes.

Red: red-orange tabby tom with black stripes, white paws, white tail tip, and green eyes.

Hymn: white she-cat with black and brown patches along her back and sides, hind paws are black, and green eyes.

Jackal: light tan tom with dark brown ears, dark brown top of tail, and amber eyes.

Many more.

Dogs (in order of experience/training):

Dominic: massive dark brown male with large folded ears and brown eyes. Faint pale scars cover his entire body. Black collar around his neck.

Reaper: golden male dog with brown pointed ears and striking blue eyes. Scar crossing his chest.

Scarlet: dark ginger female with brown eyes and a black right front paw. Both ears have been bitten to small stubs.

Collie: mottled black, gray, brown, and white female with brown eyes flecked with green. Three scratches on muzzle crisscrossing each other.

Many more.