I don't own Warrior Cats. If I did, this would have actually happened. Oh well... Have fun trying to kill me after this but enjoy the chapter.

The Outcasts

She watched Ashfur from her spot in the bushes. The scent of WindClan was too fresh for a border patrol, which meant that a cat was lurking around. She couldn't have any witnesses. It was the only way to protect their secret.

He sighed and stared down at the river. All his planning was for nothing. He should have known something was up when she didn't knock him into the fire. A real queen would have done anything for their kits. Ferncloud was enough of a pest that he knew that.

"StarClan, why have you left me alone?! Surely this wasn't your plan! I wasn't supposed to get all caught up in this!"

He sat down and stared into the stream and Hollyleaf chose that moment to strike. He was downwind of her scent and his back was turned. She lunged for his throat.

Just as she was about to sink her claws in his throat, something barreled into her, knocking her to the ground.

"WindClan!" Ashfur snarled.

"Yeah, sure. That's all you see. Pay no attention to the fact that I just saved you. I have to be 'WindClan.'" The cat smirked. "Fine by me. Go ahead and kill him. He's not grateful enough to keep his own life."

Hollyleaf hissed at the cat, who rolled his eyes in return.

"Who would dare try to kill me?!" Ashfur snarled.

"Think real hard, Mousebrain!" Hollyleaf growled, leaping at the grey tom. The WindClan cat bowled her over again, pinning her down this time.

"I would leave if I were you, before she breaks free."

"I can handle a new warrior. Her brother is way fiercer than her and I've put him in his place more than enough times." Ashfur scoffed.

"Suit yourself, then. I wasn't here." Hollyleaf glanced up at her attacker and noted that the tom (She dubbed him a tom by weight and his tone of voice) had black fur.

He would do something like this…

"Wait!" Ashfur yelped as the tom made a big show of letting her go. He placed his paw back on her neck. "Thank you, whoever you are. I admit that had you not been there, she would have killed me."

"Why would one ThunderClan warrior want to kill another?"

"I know something about her and I was going to tell the Clans about it at the Gathering. It's a pretty big secret." Ashfur admitted.

At the mention of the secret, Hollyleaf thrashed with anger so the stranger had to force her down with both paws.

"Keep trying," The familiar black cat sneered in her ear. "I won't let you up any time soon.

"Sounds like you got yourself into some trouble. Here's how it's going to work. You're going to run away as fast as you can and I'll release her once you're gone, since you clearly can't take her on without help."

"Are you calling me incompetent?! You're scrawnier than a rat!"

"Maybe." The tom smirked. "I can still beat you in a fight, though. WindClan don't back down unlike some kittypets who call themselves a Clan."

"I'll show you who's a kittypet, rabbit-breath!" With those words, Ashfur lunged for the tom, who reared up to meet him. Soon, they were a snarling mass of fur and claws, which gave Hollyleaf the chance to study her surroundings. They were far enough from the ThunderClan camp that no cat would hear them, but the WindClan border was on the far side of the other Clan's territory, and no one would be there either.

"Stop!" She screeched, diving for Ashfur. She bowled the grey tom away from the WindClan warrior and raked her claws across the black tom's cheek.

"Do you know this cat?" Ashfur growled dangerously.

"He's called Breezepelt. He's obviously WindClan. I've seen him at Gatherings." Hollyleaf informed the older ThunderClan warrior.

"I didn't ask if you knew who he was, I asked if you knew him," The grey cat hissed. "better than the warrior code allows."

You'd be surprised… Hollyleaf thought.

She glared the tom straight in the eye.

"No." Her voice didn't shake and her heartbeat remained steady. There was no way for the older warrior to tell she was lying.

"Your efforts were wasted, Hollyleaf." Ashfur smirked. "The Gathering waits." With those parting words, he pelted into the cover of the trees, leaving Hollyleaf and Breezepelt alone. Little did they know that they were not completely alone.

"Get off of our territory, Breezepelt. I still have to mask your scent. You weren't here tonight and I was going for a walk. It was a complete coincidence that this happened, wasn't it?"

"I just felt like something bad was going to happen. What was that secret? He's going to tell everyone anyway."

"I really am your sister." She spat out bitterly.

"You're Leafpool's kits, aren't you?"

Hollyleaf nodded.

"So? What else is new? You tell Leafpool when you get back. I take it your father knows?"

"Squirrelflight said she never told him, but Brambleclaw is smart. He knows."

"Problem solved. Everyone important is told and no one else needs to know."

"Jayfeather and Lionblaze will go crazy!"

"They won't tell anyone though. That's all that matters."

"They'll never forgive her."

"She did what she thought was best. My mom spoils me rotten because she thinks I don't get enough attention from Crowfeather. He teaches me the tough side of being a warrior. What ever happens, they'll still be my mother and father."

Hollyleaf sighed.

"I guess you're right. Thanks, Breezepelt."

"Sure, whatever. Go home. I'm sure someone's missing you. I've got to get back with some prey before some stupid warrior tells me I'm not helping the Clan."

"Good luck." Hollyleaf snorted. The black tom nodded and wheeled off into the darkness.

"Bossy furball." She muttered as she watched him go.

It was then that her father decided to make his entrance.

"He's right, you know?" Hollyleaf jumped in surprise as Brambleclaw padded out from the forest.

"How much did you see?"

"You wanted to kill Ashfur. I can see why, but you don't have to. There are other ways to keep a secret."

"I'm sorry, Brambleclaw, I just…"

The ThunderClan deputy nodded and cut her off with a swipe of his tail.

"Squirrelflight and I talked it over. We need to tell the boys eventually, and figure out what to do with Ashfur. He'll keep quiet if he knows what's good for him!" The long-clawed brown tabby snapped.

"He'll ruin everything, Brambleclaw! We'll all be exiled! Firestar will be shamed and ThunderClan will be seen as weak! Not to mention WindClan will pretty much kill Crowfeather and Breezepelt. We have to do something about Ashfur!"

"We can do nothing but hope he keeps his mouth shut and take the fall if he doesn't. We're warriors, Hollyleaf. When we make mistakes, we admit to them."

"The only mistake Leafpool made was falling in love with a cat from a different Clan! Why is that a crime?!"

"If ThunderClan and WindClan ever went to war, you'd have to fight Crowfeather or Breezepelt. If you didn't you would be seen as disloyal."

"Why does this have to be so hard, Dad?"

"It doesn't have to be. If Ashfur doesn't say anything, no cat will ever find out."

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