Post by flamestripe on Mar 20, 2008 6:14:46 GMT -5
Title: Cat Gangs of the City
Author: Me, flamestripe
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing warrior fans aren't used to.
Description: This story is based in the city and a new cat whose run away from her Notails (humnas) fights for her life to join a gang and survive. Meanwhile the old leader of the old city, The Shadow Cat, plans his revenge on all the gangs.
Chapters: I don't know, planning on quite a few.....
Cover: None...YET!!!
A cat ran through the city shadows, carefully dodging the glare of street lamps. It was night. A still spring night. Nothing but the cat stirred. The cat who had no name. No name at all. He'd come to a junction, and the only shadows he could run into were behind him. Dead end. He groaned in annoyment and looked around desperately. Dead end. Dead end. There was no way forward, the no named cat would have to head back. He had once known the city like he had known that he was a cat, but the Notails had changed everything. Knocked down buildings that acted as signposts, added new lamps, ruined his place. HIS place. That was gone. It wasn't his place any longer. It was...it was everyone's. It was shared. The cat spat at the thought as he ran blindly around looking for shelter. Shared. Shared between the cat gangs. He had once been the proud leader of the city, free to do whatever he liked. A car whizzed passed, sending a wave of grey water onto him. Now he was banished to the shadows. Worse, they had taken away his name. His name. His name that had once been feared by all, ALL! It was gone. Gone like the car, like the old city, like his leadership. The cat shook himself to send the muck spraying off in all directions. Gone. If he ever said his name, it would be death. And death to whoever else also dared mention it. Now he was known as 'The Shadow Cat'. The cat who was banished to the shadows. The cat who had no name. The cat...the cat who had lost everything.
Author: Me, flamestripe
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nothing warrior fans aren't used to.
Description: This story is based in the city and a new cat whose run away from her Notails (humnas) fights for her life to join a gang and survive. Meanwhile the old leader of the old city, The Shadow Cat, plans his revenge on all the gangs.
Chapters: I don't know, planning on quite a few.....
Cover: None...YET!!!
Prologue - In the Shadows
A cat ran through the city shadows, carefully dodging the glare of street lamps. It was night. A still spring night. Nothing but the cat stirred. The cat who had no name. No name at all. He'd come to a junction, and the only shadows he could run into were behind him. Dead end. He groaned in annoyment and looked around desperately. Dead end. Dead end. There was no way forward, the no named cat would have to head back. He had once known the city like he had known that he was a cat, but the Notails had changed everything. Knocked down buildings that acted as signposts, added new lamps, ruined his place. HIS place. That was gone. It wasn't his place any longer. It was...it was everyone's. It was shared. The cat spat at the thought as he ran blindly around looking for shelter. Shared. Shared between the cat gangs. He had once been the proud leader of the city, free to do whatever he liked. A car whizzed passed, sending a wave of grey water onto him. Now he was banished to the shadows. Worse, they had taken away his name. His name. His name that had once been feared by all, ALL! It was gone. Gone like the car, like the old city, like his leadership. The cat shook himself to send the muck spraying off in all directions. Gone. If he ever said his name, it would be death. And death to whoever else also dared mention it. Now he was known as 'The Shadow Cat'. The cat who was banished to the shadows. The cat who had no name. The cat...the cat who had lost everything.