When Shit Went Down (Warrior Cat FanFic)

Chapter 15 - Sandycrotch's POV

I sat at a stump with a few drinks in front of me. The drinks were held in tightly woven leaves, with many sizes to choose from the wall in front of me. A bulldog sat behind the counter about a tail-length away from where I sat - which was a log with small stumps for seats - secretly drinking whiskey. Only a few cats and dogs came to the Underground during the day. I was aboard the few-crew.

"Hey, Sandycrotch!" I heard someone call from across the smokey party room. Sighing, I didn't bother turning to see who it was or what they wanted. I was depressed, and wanted nothing to do with anyone that day.

WhoreClan was low on their drug and alcohol supply, meaning they only had parties every few nights. Also, that meant I wouldn't be getting my usual fix until StonerClan gave us our supply... Meaning I was coming down like a fucking bitch. I had to give a blowjob to an ugly boxer for the few drinks I was having.

"Sandycrotch!" Twerklegs repeated, jumping onto the empty stump beside me. "Guess who wants yo pussy for some ecstasy?" I didn't bother trying to reply. I held my breath. Please, no more dogs... I begged DeadClan silently. "Fabuloussir! I was banging one of his buddies just a few heartbeats ago when he came along! He told me to tell you he is offering drugs for yo fine ass boot-ay!"

Fabuloussir? Doesn't he have a mate and kits? I wondered. I decided to not question the offer. Ecstasy was rare in my books!

"Um, fuck yeah I'll take the offer!" I purred, taking all three of my drinks at once.

"Awesome," She purred. Her gaze suddenly grew serious. "I also heard Titsmcgeestar and Dildoass talking about attacking StonerClan if they didn't give us our supply in the next quarter-moon... They also said something about going after Fairy, too..." I couldn't help but scoff and roll my eyes. "They're all bark, no bite! You watch, we will get our drugs and such within the next few days and everything will go back to normal. No fights, no death." I reassured her. I hopped off of the stump and began to head out. Glancing over my shoulder, I meowed, "Now, where do I meet my ecstasy-date?"
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I stumbled numbly toward the place Twerklegs told me to meet Fabuloussir. The field I traveled through was hot and dry, and with the sun burning onto my pale ginger pelt, I felt like I was suffocating. Just as the twerking she-cat had said, the white tom sat underneath a tree, gazing off into the blazing territory. "Good day," I meowed, dipping my head to the tom as I neared him.

He turned his head to me, and stood up. "Very." Was all he said. I could see the leaf full of drugs behind him. If I don't get those drugs after this, I will kill him. Literally... Without further speaking, Fabuloussir nuzzled his nose into my neck and nibbled. I played along by moaning and purring with fake pleasure.

You have a mate and kits, yet you're playing with a she-cat like me? I wanted to say. Toms like him were disgusting to me. It wasn't like I really cared, because, at the end of the day I got the substance that masked my sadness.

Before he could get any further than that, I pushed him to the ground and stood over him. Just as I was about to blow him, I got an intense whiff of smoke. I stood up straight and glanced around. "What? Is someone coming?" He asked, suddenly growing serious. I shook my head. I couldn't see any fire or smoke from behind the tree, so I assumed it was nothing. "I just thought I smelled smoke," I mumbled.

We continued on, but within heartbeats, I smelled the smoke again. "I think the forest is on fire," I whispered, snatching the drugs and heading into the forest.

"It's probably nothing!" The tom hurried after me. "Now can we finish? It was just getting good." Fabuloussir insisted, hurrying after me. I could tell he was beginning to get frustrated with me. I didn't care. He meant nothing to me but an easy way to get ecstasy.

I sped up my pace and ignored Fabuloussir as his patience wore thin. As I headed through SassyClan's territory, the smell of smoke began to grow stronger. My heartbeat started to race.

The heat of the licking flames came from my left, meaning the fire was coming from our territory. "No! Our territory is on fire!" I gasped, dashing off. Fabuloussir followed on my heels. I ran straight into the fire with the tom just behind me. The smoke billowed from the flames like your breath would on a very cold leafbare morning. The air stung my eyes and made the fur on my shoulders prickle up.

I have to find WhoreClan! I thought, my drug-filled leaf bouncing in my jaws. "We need to get out of here!" Fabuloussir begged, trying to stand in my way. I paused as he blocked the way. I backed up as the flames neared us. He started to follow when a huge tree crackled and snapped from beside him. The thick trunk was attacked by the fire so badly already that it was preparing to fall. Fabuloussir and I just so happened to be in its line of sight.

With a deafening snapping noise and the intense heat wave after it hit the ground, I leaped backwards. Coals and ashes sprayed in my face, singeing my pale ginger fur. My jaw dropped to the ground when I realized Fabuloussir was underneath the flaming tree. The white tom screeched bloody murder as the tree destroyed his organs and disconnected the feeling in his lower body.

"H-help me..." He rasped, a trickle of his deadly crimson blood dripping out of his mouth and nose. His eyes glazed over as he lifted his shaking head.

I suddenly felt angry, no longer shocked or guilty. "You cheated on your mate, why would you deserve to live?" I snickered, narrowing my eyes - not only because I was angry, but because the smoke was burning my eyes out of my head. "Fucking greasy!"

I bolted away, heading the way I had come. The flames were everywhere, and I had no idea where to go. Everywhere I turned was the scorching heat of the orange flames as they fed on our dry forest.