Warriors: 9 Lives of TERROR

Warriors: 9 Lives of TERROR

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"Sweet as sugar, hard as ice, hurt me once and I'll kill you twice. " ~~~~~~~~~~ Froststar. Leader of ThunderClan. He stopped at nothing, and will continue to, to be in power. Don't get in his way.... he won't hesitate to kill you. Embrace his few, good qualities, ThunderClan. Because he'll be around for awhile. Better try and love him, 'cause if you show that you hate him... well, no trap or trick or brute strength has killed him yet. This is his story. Credit for the cover goes to AngelTheWildWolf Warning: this is extremely dark with violence and medium gore This is a fanfic! I do not own the concept, only the plot line and characters. I do not own Warriors! Some good rankings: #8 in ShadowClan, #7 in WindClan, #11 in ThunderClan, #1 in RiverClan, #1 in SkyClan, #50 in warriorcats, #102 in cats, #135 in warriors, #4 in warriorcatfanfiction and #31 in Clans, #1 in Clancats, #12 in StarClan, #26 in leader, #5 in tyrant, #1 in warriorcode, and #1 in ninelives.
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| this is for an rp, so the timing of how things went is different from the series itself; however SPOILERS may show up so read at your own discretion. | Lion's face was suddenly smashed into the wall. Everything went silent. Scarlett had snapped. She'd managed to get ahold of Lion's scruff, rolling onto her paws, coincidentally spinning Lion around her and then slammed her forward into the wall. Lion jolted back with a gasp, eyes swelling with pain as she stumbled over herself, a paw rubbing at her face. Scarlett stood with her head raised now, glaring at her, watching as blood dribbled from her nose. Narrowing her eyes as her pupils turned to slits, she lifted her chin and tilted her head. "Who's next?" BloodClan has just been formed. The cat to be known as a dictatorial tyrant lies in wait for the perfect opportunity. While this goes on, one of the first BloodClan kits is born with a fate she could've never predicted for herself or the clan she calls home. But just how did she get there?

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