Warrior Cats FanFic!! What if Bluefur had chosen Thrushpelt instead over Oakheart? How would the story end when she couldn't give up her kits? How would ThunderClan survive with Thistlestar at its head?

Being able to manipulate elements is common among the clan cats. ThunderClan have many heavy-defensive earth and poison type cats, RiverClan cats are often the enviable water manipulators, ShadowClan are sharp offensive fire types, and WindClan swift air manipulators. The Clans prospered with tense peacefulness, and they grew in great number, several new rare manipulation types even popped up, like ice and wood. Then it happened. ThunderClan attacked. With the realization that RiverClan, the largest of the Clans, held the advantage of water being stronger than their earth and poison, they slaughtered over half of RiverClan in a night relentless battle. Smokepaw was known as the RiverClan prodigy, greatly skilled in fighting with her water abilities. Now she's known as just another one of the RiverClan survivors staying in ShadowClan. Smokepaw isn't dumb though. She knows ThunderClan wants her dead. Whether or not she goes down with a fight, she isn't actually sure. // warning: contains graphic description of violence, blood, wounds, and gore; dark themes; graphic death. lgbtq+ characters and relationships very prominent updates, for the most part, once a week. see my s/mb for news on how it's coming along. start: sep 3, 2017 finish:

// Sequel to Unmasked "Are you not listening? We don't have time. The longer we wait the more of our own die. They grow stronger every day - the newest batch of apprentices will be trained in assassination, for StarClan's sake! And if they have the ability to pick us off, one by one, then who will remain to put an end to Dawnstar's reign?" Dewkit knows very little of the rebellion his mother took part in. For him, home is the brick walls and cardboard dens of the alley cat camp; a loving mother, a host of friends, and a just leader. Here, his twisted back leg and crumpled ears are of no significance - until the poison of DarkClan begins to spread closer and closer, endangering this peaceful life and bringing with it the threat of war. Lightpaw trains hard, day and night, to live up to DarkClan's standards - and her mother's and father's. Yet, as Dawnstar's cruelty grows and darkness looms over the Clan, Lightpaw finds herself wondering if the stories she heard from Nightchaser as a kit could have any truth to them. Her thoughts put her at risk, but can she truly live out her days as nothing more than a pawn in Dawnstar's game?

(The first few chapters have been rewritten and revised as of Oct. 2020) There's always a reason for something to happen. Mistakes, happy accidents, or planned events. What happens when you intercept such an event that the universe has planned? Alkaid always knew he'd need to put his magic to use somewhere and sometime. He just didn't know how soon he'd need it. He also never knew how much he'd screwed up in the past. All characters in this book belong to me The cover was drawn by me

"The darkness was never meant to be, and two cats, high and proud will lead and destroy." On the day of his apprentice ceremony, Icepaw had a dream that forever shattered the peace of the forest. Darkness surrounds Icepaw and his Clan as a mysterious new prophecy hints that trouble will soon come. He is determined to protect his Clan at all costs from the danger, but what he didn't know is that the danger lurked closer before than it ever has, and Icepaw has to put in all of his strength to protect the Clan he has come to love very much. But with the darkness rising, he is also facing troubles as well. He didn't know who he could trust anymore, who he could love, or what he should do. All Icepaw wanted to do was become a warrior, but he did not know that he had to pay such high prices for the actions he was to take. * * * >>ALL RIGHTS RESERVED; don't use the characters or story without prior permission from the author! Story completed November 2015.<< ((DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warriors. THIS IS A FANFICTION!)) ((EDITING COMPLETE - 19 July 2018.))

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

When a power-crazy leader erupts an unnecessary battle, many lives are lost. Without the hope of a normal life, RockClan turns into a live Dark Forest. The infected still roam but these Clan cats have evolved to be immune and emotionless when it comes to blood-contact and killing. The shadows of the undead creep closer and closer to the sane, eliminating them for their own desires. Will the Clans survive the infection, or will their own kind tear them apart, limb by limb?

❝FIRE ALONE CAN SAVE OUR CLAN.❞ ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ Darkness is rising in the shadows of the four Clans, and the traitorous ShadowClan will bring the end to the Clans if they're not stopped. WindClan has already fallen victim to the claws of these ruthless killers and RiverClan and ThunderClan are not strong enough to stop them. The laws laid down by their ancestors are lost in a sea of blood and ashes. Not even StarClan knows if peace will ever return to the forest. Rusty has lived his whole life under the protection of his housefolk. He's never had to worry about death or fighting for survival. All he had to worry about is when his next meal was coming. But everything changes when Rusty begins to hear the tales of the forest cats. Fierce felines which live out in the wild and call themselves the warriors of the forest. These legends spark something inside of Rusty, hope that there was more to life than just kitty litter and sleeping all day. So he decides to venture into the forest just to see if the myth of the warriors was true. However, when Rusty comes into contact with a group of warriors. He will learn that some legends are meant to be forgotten. ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ ➳ Based off of "The Writing Game" by @MLB998 ➳ Based off of the series "Warriors" by Erin Hunter ➳ Every chapter is written by a different author. ➳ Cover by @AfterStorms ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ ↪Published: 3/23/2018 ↪Ended: TBD

Scourge's kits have escaped BloodClan after being defeated by the clans. The three cats traveled for moons, until being accepted into CloudClan, an undiscovered clan far, far away. But Scourge's spirit haunts them forever, angry that BloodClan was betrayed. He is causing deadly trouble in CloudClan, and won't stop until his kits' new home is miserable. The end of CloudClan's sanity is near until Tawnystar receives a prophecy- "Three of Scourge's kin New to the clan of Clouds Are the only hope left One must step out And put an end to a restless spirit." Only one of Scourge's kits has powers. But who? And when they find out, will jealousy threaten murder against his or her own littermates? EDIT: PLEASE READ FIRST PAGE FOR INFO