Full Summary- Heatherpaw doesn't know what to make of him. A spirit that belongs to neither StarClan nor the Place Of No Stars has come back from the dead to haunt her. Enter Swiftpaw, a former ThunderClan apprentice who was attacked viciously by dogs many years ago. What's his goal? How can Heatherpaw be a normal apprentice when she has a tag-along only she could see? Not everything at ThunderClan is as normal as it seems. (Rated T to be safe)
Prolouge
"Don't worry, Brightpaw. I know what I'm doing."
The ginger-white she-cat wasn't so sure. "I thought you said this was going to be just fine! I have a bad feeling about this…"
"Don't worry!" The black and white tom flicked his ears towards the cave. "Bluestar will make us warriors after this, I know it!"
Brightpaw still looked uneasy. "Well, I really want to become a warrior…"
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's see who's been eating our prey!"
Brightpaw looked around the SnakeRocks. "I thought I scented something over there by the-" She quickly turned her head around. "Swiftpaw!"
The tom was slowly creeping towards the cave, his tail and haunches low. "See, Brightpaw?" He called, standing up straight. "There's nothing here!"
Swiftpaw took a closer look inside the dark cave. Something did smell odd…
Brightpaw let out a cry. "Swiftpaw, look out!"
A black shape hurled itself at the apprentice. Swiftpaw felt teeth close around his neck and he let out a gargled screech. He thrashed and twisted himself around, trying to swipe at whatever had a grip on him.
It was a dog! Swiftpaw finally wrenched himself free, crashing into the rock behind him. The black dog let out a snarl and the apprentice saw his own blood seep into the cracks of the earth-worn ground.
"Pack, pack!" The dog snarled, its voice like thunder. "Kill, kill!"
Swiftpaw glanced at Brightpaw, who stood transfixed at the spot. He then focused back at the dog. It's only one…he thought. I could handle that.
Brightpaw ran towards him, her pelt bristling in fear.
"Are you alright?" She asked breathlessly.
Swiftpaw bared his teeth. "Does it look like I'm alright?"
Brightpaw opened her mouth to say something, but the dog let out a bark, started to advance towards them, its head low and bloodstained teeth bared.
She suddenly let out a hiss and lunged forward, slashing it across its ugly face. It jumped back with a startled yelp.
"It's only one! We could take it on!" Swiftpaw told her as she retreated to his side once again.
Brightpaw then gasped. "N-no it's not!" She cried.
Swiftpaw looked around and his jaw dropped. There were six dogs!
They all snarled and howled, making Swiftpaw's blood turn ice cold. Something told him they were not going to make it.
"Pack, pack!" They grumbled all together. "Kill, kill!"
Before any cat could make a move, they sprang at them. Swiftpaw was immediately caught off guard and he landed on his back, his soft underbelly exposed. He felt jaws close around on his belly and he gave an agonized cry. He swiped at the dog's face and it let go with an enraged howl.
Swiftpaw quickly got up and lunged himself at another dog. He quickly caught sight of Brightpaw, pinned down by the first black dog.
The black and white tom buried his claws into the dog's pelt and he bit into its shoulder, but he was tossed away like some sort of prey. He felt another set of jaws close around his tail, and he whirled around and swiped at the dog's nose, feeling the rush of blood as he made contact.
The dog let go of his tail and let out a howl. The apprentice took advantage of its distraction and ran up the nearest tree, but as soon as he reached the first limb, he felt a pair of claws score down his back and he was brought crashing down to the blood-soaked ground once again.
He felt jaws closing on his bloody throat and he gave one last, defiant snarl.
Suddenly, his vision went black. Swiftpaw was dead.
Familiar scene, isn't it? Please R&R. Chapter 1 will be up soon.
-Evanessence