Looming Impostors × warriors fanfiction | REWRITING

Chapter Two

Upon entering the camp, Magic suddenly felt the familiar feeling of being criticized. She knew that many eyes were on her and surprisingly; she felt calm.

I know these cats. She thought, letting her own eyes wander.

She could easily recognize some cats, like Brightheart. Much like Leafpool, the fanart that Magic has seen of Brightheart always has an aesthetically pleasing feel, but Magic would be lying to herself if she said she still felt that way. Brightheart's injuries were gnarly and not pleasant to look at.

No matter what, she is still very inspirational. Magic reminded herself.

She then turned her attention back to Leafpool as she led her across the camp and towards the quarry's rock wall. Leafpool's mixed eyes landed on her, seeming to make sure Magic was following, though she quickly stepped inside.

Sharp scents filled her nose, making her eyes water at how powerful those herbs were. Her nose wrinkled as she squinted her eyes to shield that fact that she was tearing up. Moving into the den, Magic's eyes had to adjust to an intense transition from a sun-filled quarry to a dark, barely lit den. It surprised her at how fast her eyes could adjust, so she took a moment to look at the den.

She could make out the indents in the walls. She quickly determined that was where the herbs were, waiting to be used. Sniffing the air once more, she aimed her nose to see what else she could smell. A musky scent came from another section of the den, leading Magic to believe that there was a pool of water.

A rustling in the back had her turning her head, her eyes landing on a tall, skinny gray cat emerging from the back. Upon seeing him, her mind went blank. It was Jayfeather.

Roaring thoughts suddenly sprang to life, leaving her standing still, green eyes wide as all she could do was stare. It was the real Jayfeather, and she had no idea what to say. Should she introduce herself? Should she stay quiet and move? Her paws seemed to be trembling with the sheer amound of adrenaline that coursed through her. This encounter was all too surreal!

"Are you going to keep standing there or are you going to join the other loner?" An all too familiar voice snapped at her.

That snapped her out of her out of her wild thoughts. Feeling embarrassed, she ducked her head and stepped to the. "Sorry..." She managed to say, before the sleek medicine cat pushed past her, scoffing.

She watched him as he left the den, her ears flattening. Magic always had a feeling that most people she met didn't like her and now realizing that may be the case with one of her favorite characters had heart twisting.

"Don't mind him," Leafpool's voice called to her, "He's had a thorn in his side for the longest time. Don't take it personally."

Magic faced her, simply nodding before she moved to join her. The brown she-cat led her into the back of another den. Inside Magic quickly noted the emty nests. All except for one. A pale gray-and-silver tabby cat laid in one of the nests, their eyes staring off. Though, their ears perked and they lifted their head, deep amber eyes moving towards Magic.

"Hello," she meowed, Magic's ears twitching at the she-cats voice, taking note of how it sounded familiar. "I guess you found the other cat, huh Leafpool?"

Beside her, Leafpool nodded. "She seems fine, you as well. You two will be fit for traveling again soon."

The other she-cat slowly dipped her head, looking as if she didn't know what to say. Magic couldn't help but to hear her speak again. Something about her seemed to hit close to home for her.

"You may choose a nest, Magic," Leafpool meowed, her tail swaying to invite her to do so.

With a simple nod, Magic padded forward, choosing a nest closest to the entrance of the den. As soon as she settled, Magic couldn't help but to sink into the nest. Knowing that the nests for the clans were supposed to be comfortable, she never knew how comfortable. She had always thought of it as course and uncomfortable, but clearing her line of thinking had been wrong.

She could hear the pawsteps of Leafpool leave the den, allowing Magic to finally settle. She felt heavy as she sank into the nest, feeling the exhaustion take over. But, as soon as she closed her eyes, the other she-cat shifted.

"Maegan?"

Hearing her name, Magic's head shot up, her eyes snapping at her. The tabby she-cat simply stared at her, a look of hope weighing heavily in her eyes.

"How..?" Magic started.

"It's me," she meowed, "Kayla."

Magic's heart swelled as she quickly left her nest and took the one next to Kayla. Kayla's tail quickly swayed, almost like she was a happy dog. Magic felt like a weight was lifted from her. For her, it was honestly so nice to have someone close to her, experience this with her.

"I thought it was you," she meowed. "I know your voice from anywhere."

"I thought you sounded familiar too," Magic confessed, a purr rising in her throat, "I guess I didn't think much of it."

Kayla let out a mrrow of laughter. "Dumby."

"Thanks."

"Anyway," Kayla quickly changed the subject, "What happened? Why are we in the bodies of cats and where are we?"

Quickly realizing that anyone, especially Leafpool, could hear them, Magic let out a shush to quiet her friend. In response, Kayla wore a worried look.

I will have to explain later... She made a mental note about how ThunderClan cats like to stick their noses into everything.

"I only have one answer," Magic lowered her voice, beaming nevertheless, "We are in the world of Warriors."

Kayla's eyes narrowed in confusion at the tone shift. "That book series you read?"

"Yes!" Magic purred. "Isn't it great? I can finally meet my favorite characters!"

An amused look appeared on Kayla's face. "Though there are two more questions."

Magic quickly dropped her excitement for the sake of her friend, "I don't know. All I remember was reading the newest Warriors book and I went to take a nap. Then I woke up in the forest. ThunderClan found me and now I'm here."

A white ear twitched and Kayla's face twisted as she took in those words. "So.... we were transported?"

"I think so," Magic meowed, pondering, "Kind of like... Inuyasha? In a way?"

"Huh," Kayla huffed, an anxious look developing in her eyes. "Well, I suppose we could see what's up with this world."

That was all Magic needed to hear to let her imagination run wild. ThunderClan literally came to her and now she had a chance that no one else had, other than Kayla. Imagining herself as a warrior, fighting, patrolling and following the Warrior Code. She dreamed of this the moment she was able to get into the series. Living as a real warrior was everything to her and the characters she's created for the Warriors universe.

"We could join ThunderClan," Magic suggested.

"Join?" Kayla questioned. "Isn't that a bit hard for outsiders?"

"Well, yes," Magic nodded, confirming, "But, half of this clan has kittypet blood, so we have a chance."

Nodding like she understood, Kayla then tilted her head. "Didn't Leafpool call you Magic?"

"Yeah, that's what I told her my name was," she responded, "Maegan is too human for this world. Why? What did you say?"

"I called myself Kayla, you know, my name?"

Magic blinked. Well... It's not that bad, I suppose. She then nodded. "Well, when you join, you're going to need a more natural name. Like Leafclaw or Hawkwing."

"Ah, I remember you saying that," Kayla meowed, her head tilting in thought, "So... Maybe Storm?"

"Storm? Yeah, that'll work."

Storm nodded, her concerned expression seemingly vanished. Noticing that, Magic felt better that she was able to cheer up her friend.

"Lets get some rest," Magic told her, "I am pretty tired."

"Honestly, same," Storm meowed, moving to settle back into her nest.

Magic purred, shifting to where she was comfortable in the nest. There she rested her head on her paws, letting herself settle from her excitement. Her eyes grew heavy once again, but it didn't take long until she was consumed by darkness.