The Fourth: Part I

by Darren Wilson

He woke in a mysterious forest that he had only heard of in books. He met cats who he could understand. He knows what has happened and will transpire. Why the hell wouldn't he stay there? "I wondered if I was doomed, if Yellowfang would come, this time to take me to Starclan." Rated T for violence and sexual references in the future.

6. Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Lightning Strike

I woke up in a cold sweat. As I looked around at all of the sleeping forms, I realized that Yellowfang was right. Even as the flanks rose and fell, I knew that danger could be lurking anywhere in the forest.

I decided to go out. I padded out of the warriors den and sat down. I saw that the entrance was unguarded.

"Shut up!" I whirled at the sudden hiss of irratation. It was Lionpaw. He must be telling off Foxpaw or Icepaw. I gave it no more thought. I sniffed, and tasted something musky on the breeze.

"Shut up!" I looked back, my heart begining to beat faster, when I heard Foxpaw's indignant reply.

"It wasn't us!"

I sniffed the air again, suddenly horrified. The musky scent was much heavier. I saw a lithe shape, black and white, enter the camp.

Onestar!

I crouched down low, and then gave a screech of fury. I leaped through the air and landed right on Onestar's shoulders. He screeched in anger as I bit down on his ear. I felt a cold ball forming in my stomach as blood seeped into my mouth.

As I continued my attack, I saw Thunderclan warriors rush out of their dens in shock. They immediatly shook off their sleepiness and attacked the intruders. I heard Lionpaw's voice.

"Circle around and pick off the outsiders!"

I decided to use my human logic instead of Lionpaw's advice. I leaped away from Onestar and immediatly found myself surrounded. I flashed out a paw and caught an enemy on the side of his head. I wrapped my tail around his body and flung him into another intruder. Then I saw a flash of ginger fur.

"STOP!"