It was an average day at SCP Containment Facility, well if average can ever be considered a useable adjective to describe a day here. 106 had found a way to transport himself and the other SCPs into each other's containment vaults and decided to take them all into his pocket dimension. This went wrong when he brought 173, 049, 682, 999, 231-7, and himself into the dimension of the Warrior cats, only to find out that they were part of a prophecy to save the Warriors world as it is. Will the SCPs finally be able to become good and save a world instead of destroying it?

Ghost cats pulling pranks on their live clan mates? What could possibly go wrong! A spoof inspired by CloudtailGrandmas. Note: Keep in mind that I am a one man team who gets distracted easily. Chapters take a while. (All are OCs. If these have the same name as yours (excluding Skullheart) and don't like it please contact me.) Started: Friday, July 15 2016 Ended: NEVER!

Prophecies are works about journeys and saving clans via StarClan's designated cats. StarClan can't predict everything though, right? Sparkfur is hated by much of her clan. She's much more intelligent than any other cat, she's sassy, and an annoyance. They have half a mind to kick her out, but at the same time, they would never put the deputy's sister in the dangers of being a loner. That's the difference about DrizzleClan and its fellow bordering clans: the rogues are savages that will murder any lone cat in cold blood if they don't join up with the growing Rogue band. So no blunt prophecy from the heavens, but we do have Sparkfur and her tense-relationship with her brother Berryfoot to stop the massacres. Or at least attempt to. // Contains darker themes (such as death, gore, etc.) and may cause one heartbreak. Includes art for most chapters by me. Started : September 12, 2015 Finished : March 30, 2016