Hey guys! I'm baaack~
Stormshine100: Really? Is my story THAT good? :D
Snowcrystal Of ThunderClan: Yeah, the things we could ALL do if we just stopped and listened XP and thanks! I most definitely will PM ya. I think.
Snowfall (Guest): Of COURSE I had to let Jaden meet Firestar! Or Sexy, whatever :P
Special thanks to SomeoneI'mSure! I'll try to make my chapters looonger. And thanks for the advice, too! Why is everyone being so kind to a sad little child like me?
Also, the past three chapters (and a half of this one) were and is the prologue, so it's about to go into the series, yeeaah!
On with the story!
I will admit this.
First off off, what the spaghetti Firestar? Some random rogue/kittypet comes over wanting to stay because she's lost and you're literally all like, ''sUre stAy!'' I mean, I guess you have a soft spot for kittypets, but still. What kind of leader are you?
I'm not trying to offend any Firestar worshippers, I'm just saying he's kind of an idiot in my opinion.
Second, even though it is quite unbelievable I got accepted just like that, I am kinda glad it did. I didn't really want to fight my way in (I also don't know how to fight, so…). Regardless of how, I'm so relieved I did get in.
Third, I don't quite understand why Clan cats have a grudge on "kittypets" or "rogues" or whatever. Literally the only difference is blood type.
And fourth, why, just why, do you cats have to eat raw flesh?
Once Sootfur was finished touring the forest and the camp, he glanced up at the sky, where the sun was edging its way down. He said, "I bet you're exhausted after all that. After all, camp is a lot to take in." he puffed his chest, obviously showing he wasn't even faintly tired.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I guess I am." I mimicked his chest puff, which felt awfully weird.
"I bet you're hungry as well," he continued. "The fresh-kill pile is in the middle of camp. Let's both stop and eat."
We padded toward a freaking pile of dead animals.
I swallowed back my own puke.
"I… I'm not that hungry," I managed, backing away.
Sootfur gave me a bored look. "Just come over here. It's fine. No one will mind." He got himself a small brown bird and nudged a brown mouse at me.
"No, seriously, I'm fine," I muttered, feeling sick.
Sootfur was already biting into the bird's flesh. Surprisingly, his mouth wasn't bloody; there was hardly any blood spilling out. "Just eat while you can; leaf-fall won't be too kind on us when it comes."
"Why are so so determined to make me eat?" I moaned, poking the mouse. The hairs on its back felt cool and smooth, and good God, the body was still warm. Stop it, I thought, shaking my head and steeling myself. I'm gonna be eating this kinda stuff for a while, so I might as well get used to it. I wrinkled my nose and took a huge bite before swallowing quickly.
Do you know what dead mouse tastes of? Let me tell you: it tastes like KFC. I am not even joking. K.F.C.
"Oh God, this tastes just like KFC!" I mumbled through mouse happily, taking more bites. "Not yucky at all!"
"What's KFC?" Sootfur asked, his thrush completely gone. He must've buried the bones. He tilted his head.
"Dude," I mewed. "KFC stands for Kentucky Fried Chicken. And it's like the best thing ever."
I actually finished the mouse, eating everything except the head. I'm sorry, but I was not gonna eat a mouse's brain or eyes, no matter what you said. I buried it deep into the ground.
Just as I did, I heard a loud meow ripple through the air. "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey meet here beneath Highrock for a Clan meeting!"
More proof I was stuck in a book.
I heaved myself up, all the while arguing with Sootfur. About KFC.
" What in the name of StarClan is going on between you two?" A large tom cat with gray fur approached us, eyes sparking with amusement.
"Stupid kittypet's gone mad," Sootfur muttered.
"I'm sorry, but actually, I haven't! You're just not on my level and you're being salty about it," I shot back.
"See?" he turned to the gray tom. "Does that even make any sense?''
"You know what doesn't make sense? Your life," I huffed, wanting to cross my arms, but couldn't since I don't have any to cross.
"Okay, okay, calm down, you two." the gray tom wove in between us as Sootfur was about to make a biting retort. "I suppose I haven't introduced myself. I'm Graystripe, the Clan's deputy. You must be that kittypet this morning's dawn patrol found near Sunningrocks."
I nodded, feeling the burn of Sootfur's gaze. "Yeah."
Graystripe purred. "Welcome! Firestar told me you wanted to stay after giving Ravenwing the message from Lilyseed and that he said yes. But…" he lifted him gaze to Sootfur. "I'm not sure he picked the right men-"
"Graystripe!" Firestar's voice came.
"Gotta go." he threw me an apologetic glance. "Better go join- I'm pretty sure it's about you." He hurried off.
We rushed after him, joining the crowd beneath a really high rock, hence the name. Firestar was standing there. I wasn't sure where Graystripe went.
"... and she wanted to join, and I accepted."
Yowls of disagreement rang from all around me, as well and cats turning from all directions and hissing. I ignored them.
"I have decided to make her an apprentice," Firestar continued loudly, his voice sharp.
The yowls got even louder. I doubled back; usually ThunderClan wouldn't talk over their leader. I saw a small brown cat call from the far right, "And why should we let her in?"
"This must be frustrating for Firestar," I murmured to Sootfur, and Brambleclaw too, I guess, since he weaved in next to me.
Brambleclaw's ears twitched. "The Clan isn't too happy to be accepting kittypets left and right," he agreed. "Honestly, I'm not either."
Firestar raised his tail, signaling for quiet. Feeling fed up, I stood up and hollered, "EVERYONE JUST SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!"
The noise dropped down immediately, and every single cat, including Sootfur and Brambleclaw, stared at me.
"Let the poor guy talk, jeez. Isn't he your leader?" I said, before sitting down and staring straight ahead.
"That was extremely brash and very… bold of you," Brambleclaw ventured.
I shrugged. "What can I say? I'm very brash and bold."
"U-uh, yes, what Sexy said," Firestar amended hastily. "Speaking of her, Sexy, please join me on Highrock."
The cats gave me a wide berth as I attempted to climb the rock. Once I was on, Firestar began reciting something, probably naming me.
No! I didn't want him to name me some random cat name like Bumblepaw or Flowerpaw. That would suck! I wanted to be named something unique, and if I was going to stay here, I wanted to be named a name that would remind me of, well… me. I didn't want to abandon my old idenity, I wanted to keep a part of it with me.
So when Firestar was about to name me before all of StarClan or whatever, and in front of all of ThunderClan, I interrupted. Jaden-style.
"Wait!"
Firestar stopped.
"I'm not quite sure how this is suppose to work, but can I choose my name?" I asked, very brashly and very boldly. "I want to choose my own name."
"Well, usually, the Clan leader chooses the name if a rogue or kittypet joins-" he began.
"This isn't anything usual," I fired back. "I'm very sorry to interrupt you, but I still would like to choose my apprentice name."
Firestar curled his lip, thinking. After a while, I think he just gave up. "What is it you would like to be called?"
I took a breath. "Jadepaw."
I noticed Sootfur in the corner raise his cat-eyebrows, his amber eyes flashing with understanding. Good. At least someone gets me.
"That's… an unusual name," Firestar meowed at last. "But fine. And now, for your mentor. Sootfur, please join me."
Eyes huge, he bounded up Highrock with graceful ease.
"I believe you are ready to mentor this apprentice. You are a strong, brave, and loyal warrior, and I'm sure you'll pass all the skills needed to this young cat."
Nodding, Sootfur leaned toward me, and I leaned back, not sure what he was doing.
"We have to touch noses!" he hissed in exasperation.
"Oh, okay." Embarrassed I forgot about that, I leaned back in and we touched noses.
"Jadepaw! Jadepaw!" caterwauls sounded from the crowd below us. Pride flooded through me; I was an apprentice!
… With a really crappy mentor.
~ Destiny ~
"I told you, I checked the elder's moss thoroughly!"
"Well, obviously, not as thoroughly as the elders expect! Do you know how many times Frostfur has complained to me about the dryness of hers? Three times!"
"Well, forgive me for Frostfur's sensitive butt!"
"You need to go and check again; I'm ordering you as your mentor, Jadepaw."
"But I've checked four times already!"
"Make it a fifth then. And do it correctly!"
"Why don't you go check it, if you're such an expert on dry and wet moss?"
Sootfur and I were having another face-off. It's been about half of a month, or as they say here, a half-moon, and I'm already sick of this guy. He's annoying, a buttface, and he thinks he owns me because I'm his apprentice. And also a slave.
"What in StarClan's name are you yowling about now?"
Squirrelpaw, an apprentice and my good friend, came padding by, her eyes sparkling.
"Sootfur wants me to go and check the elder's moss again," I complained to her.
"That sucks," Squirrelpaw related. "But, you know, maybe I could come with you. We could check it together, if that's okay with you, Sootfur." she exaggerated the word Sootfur.
Sootfur rolled his eyes. "If Dustpelt says it's okay."
"Oh please. Dustpelt?" Squirrelpaw snorted. "He's off with Ferncloud with his new kits. As long as I'm doing something useful, I'm sure it'll be fine." With that, we whisked off.
Come to think about it, Squirrelpaw is one of the annoying characters in the book… and here I am, friends with her. I guess it makes sense because we both are annoying.
After serving the elders all day with a few breaks, we were called out for Sorrelpaw's warrior ceremony, which I had already read about. I zoned out completely.
Soon, night was falling. I curled up in my moss bed, which was actually pretty comfortable. Squirrelpaw laid next to me, and as I drifted off to sleep, I was greeted by an old friend of mine.
The meif'wa.
Her glowing amber eyes burned into mine, and her sparkly dress glittered even brighter than last time.
"Jaden," she said, a small smile. "Or should I say Jadepaw? It's been a while."
I gritted my teeth. "I have a lot of questions to ask you, and you better not go misty-magical on me like last time."
"Of course," the meif'wa grinned, spreading her arms. "Ask away."
"First of all, who the heck is Lilyseed? Why did Alexis know her? She was a Clan cat from HERE!"
"Oh dear, haven't you already figured it out?" the meif'wa tilted her head. "Alexis should of course know who Lilyseed is- she was her."
I staggered back. "W-w-what?"
The meif'wa's cat-like eyes glinted. "Doesn't it make sense? Why she tried to warn you about jumping into a storybook? She's been there before. She wanted to make sure you were prepared."
"H-how did she know I was going to "jump" into this book?"
The meif'wa shrugged. "Who knows?"
That wasn't the answer I was going for, but I had better questions to ask. "When am I going to go back to the real world? What am I doing right now there?"
"Darling, you're doing nothing in the other realm," she soothed. "Currently, you're in a coma there."
"WHAT?" I shouted. "I'm in a coma?"
"In the other world, yes. And as an answer to your second question, you are already in the real world."
"What are you talking about?" I snapped. "I'm brain-dead cold on the other side! All of this is a dream I can't break out of!"
"Oh, no," the meif'wa replied. "Your body may be in the human world, but your soul has taken… shall we put it as… a departure. This is no longer a story, dear- this is real life."
"Th-th-then what am I doing here? Why am I here?" I demanded shakily.
"Time will tell, darling, time will tell." the meif'wa glanced at her wrist, where a sparkly amber watch glittered to life. "Speaking of time, it's up! I must be going, and you must wake. Listen, Jaden." the meif'wa walked up to me and grasped my arms.
Did I forget to mention that I was in human form in my dream? Oops.
"You've already read the first two chapters, so you know how the story begins. You know Brambleclaw is one of the prophesied, and you must join him on his journey, as you are one of the prophesied, too."
"What? Why me?" I protested.
"You must." the meif'wa was already misting up. "If you wish to return home."
"Who are you?" I yelled as she turned smoky.
The meif'wa smiled a gray, misty smile. "Call me Amberpetal."
She disappeared into nothingness, I was thrown back into the real world, wide, wide awake. It was barely morning.
I jumped up, so energized. I leapt out of the apprentice den and busted into the warrior's den.
"Brambleclaw! Get up!" I shrieked.
Brambleclaw, who was sleeping (luckily) near the entrance, sleepily opened his eyes. "What?" he grumbled. "It's not even time for the dawn patrol to get ou-"
"No, not that," I snapped, forcing him to come outside with me in the chilly air. "I need to talk with you about something more important."
He instantly alerted himself. "What?"
I took a deep breath. "It's about the prophecy."
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Now we're reaaallly getting into it
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Bye for now!
Amy
