Blackened Hearts}{Romance, some violence}

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Title: Blackened Hearts
Chapters: Unknown
Author: Slash
Pairing: N/A
Rating: PG
Spoilers:
Summary: None
Warning: Some blood and death
Disclaimer: Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter and Harper Collins.
Beta: N/A
Cover: None

Author's Notes: Hi everyone! I hope you enjoy this, because I'm putting a lot of effort into it. ^^

Prolouge

The storm growled and pelted the cats below with ice cold rain. Lightning flashed, showing the silhouettes of the cats for a brief second. The wind howled and whistled, buffeting over anything that dare stood in its way.

"Duststar! A cat hissed, struggling to keep herself up. "We can't stay out here!"

A large dusky brown tabby tom whipped around, snarling. "No! We must keep going!"

The she-cat growled but walked slowly forward. More cats followed her, all struggling to walk.

"Duststar please!" Begged the she-cat.

Duststar nodded and sprinted forward, the group of cats following him. They jumped over a fence and scrambled into a turned over dumpster.

"What's going to happen to us?" A small kit asked, curling up next to its mother, shaking.

"I.."The mother cat paused. "I don't know."

Duststar's intense amber eyes swept over the group of cats. "This is our home now."

The cats stared at their leader in silence.

"Here?" A pretty white and gold she-cat asked. "In the middle of a Twolegplace?"

Duststar nodded. "Yes, Mousewhisper. Where else is there to go?"

Mousewhisper was silent. "But all we'll be able to eat is crowfood."

The mother cat curled her tail around her sleeping kit. "I don't want my kit to get sick eating junk!"

Duststar glared at the she-cat. "Unless you want to kill yourself, you can find somewhere else to go! Your choice, Whitecloud."

Whitecloud hissed. "I'm not going anywhere."

Duststar turned around slowly and curled up, curling his tail over her nose neatly. "We'll figure out things in the morning."

Mousewhisper yawned and stretched out next to a black tom. "Good night, Blackstorm."

[.Swiftclaw.]

Hey, this is good. Please continue! ;D And please check out my fanfic: The Love That Never Was. It's in the One-shots section.

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Chapter One

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"Wake up, Mousewhisper," Duststar hissed as he prodded her side.

"What do you want?" Mousewhisper snapped.

Duststar bared his teeth. "Hunting patrol."

Mousewhisper rolled her eyes. "If you haven't noticed." She snorted, "That there isn't any prey around here."

"There is, if you look." Duststar flinched at the disbelief in his voice.

Mousewhisper stretched. "Yeah, and mice are begging to be killed. Come on, you useless lump."

Duststar followed the white and gold she-cat, his pawsteps aching. The hard, stiff Twolegplace ground rubbed on his paws and caused them to bleed.

"You can go back, if you'd like. Nobody ever said I needed help hunting."

Duststar shook his head. "We don't know this place very well yet. There could be dogs."

"What are you doing on my territory?"

The two cats turned around and took a step back when they saw a massive black she-cat with cold blue eyes.

"I thought I told that foolish leader of your's to stay off these streets!" She snarled, her claws scraping against the cement.

Mousewhisper bristled. "I'm sorry, foxdung. Did we tread mud onto your precious territory?"

Duststar hissed at his warrior. "I'm sorry, but we don't come from around here. We had no idea this belonged to you. We'll just.. go."

The black she-cat narrowed her eyes. "You'll be going nowhere. Come."

The three walked through several allies before entering a large one with Twoleg junk and crowfood scattered slong the ground. More strong, grimy cats watched them from the shadows.

The black cat approached a large white tom and bowed her head. "My leader, I've brought tresspassers."

The white tom had a coller around his neck that was studded with teeth.

BloodClan... Mousewhisper thought, preparing to fight.

"Are.. are you BloodClan?" Duststar asked, shrinking at the tom's presence.

"DeathClan!" The white tom snarled, standing up. "My idiot father made BloodClan but was killed by weak cats from the other Clans. He was foolish. Bone showed me the ways of this life and I soon became leader." The tom nodded to a white and black tom sitting neatly behind him, watching intently.

"And.. who.. was your father?" Duststar asked, hoping that he would not say "Scourge."

"Scourge. I do not wish to say that name any more. I have his filthy blood. From now on, my clan, if I hear you say that name you shall be killed!"

The Clan yowled in agreement, all but a golden tabby she-cat. "Scourge."

The white tom snapped his gaze over to the she-cat. "What?" He hissed.

"I dare say his name. I dare!" She yowled.

"Then you no more have loyalty to your Clan. Grime, Toad."

Two identicle brown toms slinked out from the shadows. The she-cat sat defiantly, not a single trace of fear showing in her eyes. As one of the two brown tom's raised their paws for a death blow, the she-cat yowled and sprang up, charging out of the alley.

Bone prowled out from behind the white tom and bowed his head. "I'm ashamed of my sister, Claw. It was right to drive her off."

Claw hissed. "Do not talk! Unless you want to be banished like your sister. You know the rule."

Bone unsheathed his claws, but kept still. After a moment, he slunk back to where he sat before.

"Now, for you two. Ghost, take them to the.. box and keep them there."

A pale gray tom smirked and shoved Duststar and Mousewhisper forward. "Move it kittypets." He lead them to a dumpster and told them to stay there. Once they were completely in, Two cats leaped down from it's side and closed the lid.

"No!" Duststar yowled, but it was too late. Pitch blankness swallowed them up, and a bad smelling stank, like five day old crowfood, hit their scent glands.

"We can't stay here, Mousewhisper. We need to get out!"

"How?" Mousewhisper voice bubbled with fury. "If you hadn't led us here we could be back with the Clan!"

"It's bad enough we were driven from our home in the first place! Duststar's eyes flashed with fright. "Our welcoming home."

"While you're wallowing in pity I'm going to think how to get out of here," Mousewhisper snapped.

Duststar glared at her and sat down. "I don't expect you to come up with anything good."

"And I don't expect you to help!" Mousewhisper snarled.

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Early morning sunlight filtered through a small crack of the dumpster and woke the two cats. Both were hungry from not eating in two days and the dumpster reeked even more. Their throats were dry, and their lack of sleep made them tired.

"Come up with anything?" Duststar snorted, barely being able to see his companion through the dim light.

"No." Mousewhisper placed a paw and the lid of the dumpster. "But I'm thirsty, hungry, and I think I'm going to be driven mad."

Duststar sighed. "At least you're brave. I'm to scared even to even look at these cats."

Mousewhisper looked up at her leader. "Don't say that. You're brave enough to fight in battles and risk your life for someone else."

Duststar shook his head. "B-"

The dusky brown tom was cut off by the dumpster lid flying open and Ghost standing before them. "Good morning, kittypets. It is time for your tresspasser meeting."

Duststar and Mousewhisper squinted, shielding their eyes against the sudden light.

"Tresspasser meeting?" Duststar asked.

"Just shut up and follow me," Ghost snapped, but then chuckled when his gaze turned to Mousewhisper. "Oh, don't worry, I won't hurt you." He brushed his tail along her side.

"Don't-you-touch-me!" Mousewhisper gave a sudden leap and pinned the tom down. Ghost yowled and dug his paw into her neck. Mousewhisper gave a choking sound and stepped off him, shaking herself.

"Come along," Ghost growled, a drop of blood dribbling down his chest from Mousewhisper's scratching.

Mousewhisper glared at the tom and gave a "Hmph." Then, she followed Ghost to a stack of boxes. Claw sat at the top, deep gold eyes filled with an expression so full of disgust that Duststar twitched.

"That took long enough." Claw bared his teeth as Ghost was about to speak. The pale gray tom then corrected himself and took his place obediently with the rest of the crowd. "Now, tresspassers, state your names."

Duststar said it right away. "Duststar."

Mousewhisper stared at him. "No."

Duststar flashed her a look of disbelief. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the she-cat mouth something. He was about to mouth 'What?' but then he realized. Nine lives. Nine lives! It was true, Duststar did have nine lives, but what about Mousewhisper? He flicked her with his tail. She flicked her ear, as if saying, "I'll be fine."

"So, Duststar and.. you, make your descision now," Claw hissed, unsheathing his claws.

"I would rather die then join you, Scumbag!" Mousewhisper yowled, leaping up. She crashed into Claw, knocking him off the pile of boxes and he fell down, landing on the ground with a dull thump.

"You!" Claw lifted himself up. Blood dribbled down from a cut over his eye, but Claw ignored it. He snarled and charged at her, leaping high.

Mouswhisper ducked, and the white tom crashed into the boxes, making them topple on several cats below. Momentarily winded, Claw layed there, giving Mousewhisper just enough time to leap over the boxes and gather Duststar. The two pelted out of the alley, giving howls of happiness. There were finanally out of BoneClan, and were headed home.

[ghostfeather]

YAY! ;D
they get to go back.

continue!

[Tigerfur]

I LOVE your story so far, I hope you update again soon so we can see what happens next! ;D Can you check out the story Gathering Darkness in the RiverClan section? PLEASE and THANK YOU! ;D

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I've read all of Gathering Darkness, and I loved it. But I'm sad.. Poor Hawkwing never got to meet his kits.

Chapter Two

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"We can't leave them there.."

"Well, what do you suggest, Tallstar?"

A black and white tom sat next to a blue gray she-cat staring into a pond with a crystal clear picture of the abondoned WindClan.

"I do not know," Tallstar mewed. "But I shall think of something, Bluestar."

Bluestar nodded slowly. "Well, you might want to do it soon, I can sense this DeathClan will be coming back soon. I fell their presence."

Tallstar looked at Bluestar. "I have an idea."

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"Duststar? Is that you?" A pair of amber eyes gleamed in the darkness, full of pain and fright.

The tabby tom purred and stepped into the dumpster, closing his eyes. When he opened them, he stumbled backwards and felt his legs shake. "Where are the kits? Elders? Tell me, Featherpaw!"

Featherpaw wailed. "They're dead.. We starved.." She started to cry softly. "The Queens had no milk and the Elders got sick. I could smell it all the way from outside the dumpster."

Mousewhisper rushed over to the apprentice, and nuzzled her softly. "Sh.. It's okay, Featherpaw. You tried your best."

Blackstorm crawled out of the shadows. His once sleek black pelt was now shabby and torn. His ribs stuck out, and his green eyes were dull and misty. "Where were you? Why did you abondon us?"

Duststar stared at the black tom. "We.. we were captured by these brutal cats named DeathClan. Their leader, Claw, is Scourge's son."

Blackstorm shuttered. Duststar could smell a strong scent of sickness coming off him in waves, and Duststar padded over to him. "Where is Thrushfur?"

Blackstorm flinched at the name of their Medicine Cat. "She went back to the moor to find herbs about a night ago. She didn't come back."

(WILL FINISH LATER.)

[Foxclaw]

Claw's a big meany butt!!!!
lol
great story, continue!!


P.S. i'm too lazy to log in. i'm ghostfeather

[Tigerfur]

EXCELLENT chapter! ;D Omg, they are an a really bad condition, I hope they start to prosper again soon, btw, you know there is a sequel to Gathering Darkness? It's called Gray Skies, Black Dawn, you can check it out now, I already started posting it. ;D