Rating:

K+ (for now)

Pairings:

SquirrelXBramble, FireXSand, LeafXBilly, CrowXLeaf (and a few more)

Disclaimer:

Warriors doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Erin Hunter.

Information:

This is set after The last Hope, however that whole thing with the Dark Forest never even happened. They were blocked the moment Brambleclaw killed Hawkfrost. Lionblaze, Jayfeather and Dovewing still have their Powers and Hollyleaf is still with the Clans.

Summary:

One day Firestar, Blackstar, Mistystar, Onestar and Leafstar disappear from their clans. Everyone is shocked, even StarClan. Three moons later, the clans follow them to a place where they have to learn to survive. A bid City. Not just that, but they all get turned human. Can the Clans find their leaders and a way home?

Brambleclaw nervously crouched at the edge of the clearing. Two days had passed since the night that this strange Twoleg had attacked Squirrelflight. Two days had passed since Firestar had gotten injured to safe her. And two days had passed since the leaders had told them they would explain. Before they'd left that night, all four of them had given their deputies a lot of the green leaf-like things that enabled them to get things in the big Twoleg-den outside the forest.

The clans were still in the forest, exploring, caring for the young ones and making sure they all survived.

Suddenly a few bushes on the north end of the clearing rustled and the clan members back off from there, while the deputies took protective positions. Brambleclaw relaxed however when he recognized the twoleg that had appeared. It was Mistystar. She looked terrible tired and the long fur on her head was a mess.

"Who are you?", snarled Mothwing.

Brambleclaw couldn't help but crack a smirk now. Exactly Mistystar's medicine-cat was snarling at her. Mistystar gave the RiverClan healer a tried gaze, before turning to Brambleclaw and saying: "Brambleclaw…I know we promised to explain soon, but it will take longer than we expected."

"Why are you telling me this Mistystar and not your deputy?", asked Bramblestar and nodded to Reedwhisker.

The clan-members behind him gasped in shock at the fact that they were standing in front of the RiverClan leader. "I would…when it would concern RiverClan. But it doesn't concern my clan, but yours Brambleclaw. Firestar's injury is worse than we all thought in the beginning."

That caused a few shock cries from ThunderClan. Brambleclaw himself was shocked, then asked: "What's wrong?"

Mistystar glanced away and bit her lip, before she explained: "Like we thought, the dagger didn't hit his heart but…penetrated his lungs. The operation is today. I have no doubt it will end well but…" She trailed off and to everyone's shock a tear ran down her face.

"But?", asked Reedheart softly and took a step forward.

Mistystar looked at Brambleclaw again and explained: "This man, who attacked Squirrelflight that night, Firestar and the other Twolegs you saw searched for him long already. He had to see one dead person after the other before they had him that night. He was a true monster", she spat the last word out, "What I'm trying to say is, this injury, together with the way he obtained it..."

"By this thing attacking Squirrelflight", said Brambleclaw when she seemed to struggle for words.

She nodded and said: "This could prove to be a traumatizing experience and myself and the others most likely won't be able to help him over this. He only woke up one time the last two days and there no one could get him to eat or even talk."

More gasps and even a few sobs sounded through the silence.

"So, what exactly do you need?", asked Greystripe warily.

"We need Sandstorm to be there."

Roars of protests sounded now and Sandstorm hissed: "I'll not go anywhere near those twolegs. No matter what you say, we don't even have proof you are who you say you are!"

Brambleclaw staggered backwards when Mistystar suddenly went rigid. Her lips drew back in a snarl and her fists clenched. A star glowed on her forehead and the next second cat ears and tail had appeared on her. "Do you believe me now?!", snarled the female.

Now everyone backed off and Birchfall asked: "What the…what's wrong with you?!"

"There's nothing wrong with me, but fine! If you do not care for Firestar never being himself again, ignore my request for all I care. But if he isn't how you remember him when we all finally can come back, don't you dare to blame any of us!" With that she spun around and started to walk off. In front of the trees she stopped and Brambleclaw expected a glare, but she just threw a pained glance at Sandstorm. "I thought you love him", stated the RiverClan leader. "Firestar still loves you and your kits with all his heart Sandstorm. He got this injured when he proved it. He put Squirrelflight's life over his. None of us knows if we have our lives here, but if not, he's just barely escaping death now."

With that she fully walked off. Brambleclaw looked back at Sandstorm, who looked completely lost right now. Finally he walked up to her and said: "Sandstorm, go with her, the other Queens can look after your kits for a few days."

"But", tried the she-cat, when Brambleclaw cut her off: "When Mistystar says Firestar needs you, I trust her on it. Without him some of us would probably have died of the cold and he was the one who brought Spottedkit back to you."

"That was him?!", exclaimed Dovewing.

Brambleclaw nodded, then felt a gust of wind. He turned around confused, to find Sandstorm running after Mistystar.

Mistystar walked through the forest slowly. She had chosen her last words carefully, to make sure Sandstorm would follow her. Indeed she didn't have to wait long for Sandstorm to suddenly arrive behind her. "Is he really dying?", whispered the female. Mistystar just nodded, then scanned Sandstorm. Her skin was a slightly tanned shade of cream and her eyes as bright green as always. Her pale-ginger fur had turned into dirty-blonde hair, but her ears and tail were still the same as in her cat-body. She wore a simple green sun-dress.

Definitely not enough to go to the hospital.

The moment they stepped out of the trees, Mistystar led her to her to where the taxi she'd come with waited. They got in in the back and she said: "To Tourist Dream please." The driver nodded and drove off.

Sandstorm hadn't protested to getting into the car, which was impressive, but she was tense the whole drive. Suddenly she asked: "So…how is F-"

Mistystar cut her off with a pointed glare to the driver and answered: "Kasai…is not in his best state Sandy." Sandstorm raised an eyebrow at her, but Mistystar just muttered: "Play along, and for now, call me Kiri."

The blonde nodded, then asked: "What exactly do you need me for?" And so Mistystar went to explain what exactly happened to Firestar and why he would need his mate. Once she was done, Sandstorm was pale and obviously fought tears. "If you want to cry, I'm there", offered Mistystar softly. The next second Sandstorm had thrown herself at Mistystar, who hugged her and allowed to get everything out.

After a little while, they reached Tourist Dream, one of the city's best and most expensive malls. Sandstorm really couldn't go into the hospital with what she wore. The two woman left the taxi and Sandstorm wiped her last tears away. Mistystar led the blonde in and into one of the shops. She wouldn't get her anything fancy, just something she could wear for a while.

"What are we doing here…Kiri. I somehow doubt F-Kasai is here", stated Sandstorm.

"You're right", answered Mistystar. "But I can't take you to Kasai with what you wear. They wouldn't accept it."

Sandstorm looked down at herself, then compared it to what Mistystar wore. The RiverClan leader looked down at herself and smirked. She wore a tight-fitting white blouse and grey business skirt. Also skin-coloured tights and grey four inch heel boots. On top of it she wore a grey coat. "I won't force you into a skirt, tights and heels", explained Mistystar. "But I have to present a certain image here."

Sandstorm nodded, then asked: "But what about that?" She pointed at her ears and tail.

Mistystar grinned at her and stated: "Nothing easier than that. I'll search some clothes for you now, then you wait in the cabin and I'll get the rest."

Sandstorm nodded and the two went in. Mistystar gathered a few clothes, then left Sandstorm in a cabin and rushed through a few more shops, before she returned and helped the female. After a while, she was done and smiled to herself. That would work. She stepped back and eyed her work.

Sandstorm wore fitting pale-blue skinny jeans and a white long-sleeved T-Shirt. She also wore simple black boots that went to her mid-shin. Her tail was carefully tied to her back with soft white bandages Mistystar had bought and for her ears, she'd bought a black-coloured hair-band. She'd cut slits into it, so the ears would be free. It looked like they went along with the hair-band. Slung across her own arm, Mistystar had a simple black jacket Sandstorm would wear outside.

The clans might have gotten used to the weather and in a big group they kept each other warm, but it wasn't that warm around here. Mistystar nodded to herself once more.

"Come, we're almost done."

"Almost?", asked Sandstorm. "What more is there?"

"Look at your nails", was all she answered. Sandstorm looked down, to shrug. With a sigh, Mistystar showed her her own. The difference was obvious. While a few of Sandstorm's nails were broken and all of them dirty, Mistystar's were clean and complete. "We're just going to have them look better, nothing fancy", promised the RiverClan leader.

Sandstorm nodded and followed Mistystar when she went to pay for the clothes. That was when she caught sight of something. It was a perfume that she and Leafstar had dragged the male leaders to test with them. It hadn't matched either of the females, but Firestar had said it remembered him of Sandstorm, which immediately had gotten him to bite his lip.

She smiled and grabbed it as well. She went to pay all of it, then dragged Sandstorm to a nails-studio. There she sat the blonde down and asked for Mizzy, who always did her nails as well. They got called immediately and ten minutes later it was already done. Sandstorm's nails were completely smooth and from the same length.

While the two woman walked out of the mall, Mistystar pulled out the perfume. Sandstorm didn't smell, but the perfume would do nicely. She sprayed a bit onto the other female, who sneezed twice.

Once outside, Mistystar called for a taxi.

Just when they got it, a message reached Mistystar.

They're almost done with the surgery. Where are you? – Onestar.

We're on our way. – Mistystar.