The Twoleg Prophecy/Part 3

Teh sneak peek time! XP I gave in too easily... But I'm a sucker for Fans! XD

Chapter One Sneak Peak
The bushes rustled as the Thunderclan cats crunched through the tall grass, heading for the gathering. John’s first gathering, to be exact. ''Oh, boy. I can’t wait!'' John’s mind buzzed with ferventness. ''What do the leaders of the other clans look like? What interesting cats will I see?'' Suddenly, John’s mind homed in on more serious subjects. ''How will the other clans take Skyclan’s return? Or more importantly, how will I be treated as a Twoleg?'' John felt his stomach churn undesirably. He now dreaded going, and he swallowed a quick breath. You’ve lived through worse, John murmured, but even those words of intentional comfort for himself nagged heartstrings. Hollyleaf looked at him with a gaze of concern. “Is something wrong, John? You’re making some nasty faces!” she meowed quietly. “I’m fine, my dear.” John tried to make her believe him, but all he got was a look of even deeper concern. “You actually looked excited to go before. Now you don’t seem so taken to the idea, by the looks of it.” She meowed, looking confused. “Starclan knows if Skyclan will be ever accepted at all! And the fact that I’m a Twoleg. What happens if Firestar decides on telling them that?” John fretted. Hollyleaf purred, mewing, “John I haven’t seen you transform for awhile now, ever since you met your brother! You’ve become a cat at heart now. Who cares if you’re a Twoleg? And I’m sure Skyclan will be just fine settling in.” John nodded. In the past few days, Skyclan had returned after John had brought them back, and since a part of the forest that had very thin underbrush, tall and wide pine trees, and hard, unusable ground, no clan had dared touch it. But it suited Skyclan. John knew the story about that unusual territory. Some Twolegs had started to cut the trees down with no permission, and started to sell large portions for money. The local authorities caught on quickly, and made them use the money they had made to build another forest in the old one’s place. When the clans arrived, he reasoned, the place must’ve stunk like Twolegs, so nobody claimed it. Thank Starclan. John sighed. John looked up and saw the Thunderpath before him. The gathering was held on Riverclan territory, so they had to cross the territory to get there. John watched as the Warriors, one by one, crossed the silent Thunderpath, followed by the apprentices and the two elders, Mousefur and Longtail. Soon it was his turn, and Firestar and Sandstorm were on John’s heels, trying to cross safely. They made it across as soon as a monster flew by, ruffling their fur. At last they were at the gathering. Many cats were there, chattering as fast as their jaws would let them. John padded into the clearing, and noticed a smoky black tom sitting across the clearing with his head low. John padded over, looking at the older tom with curiosity. “Hello, how are you, today?” John waved his tail in a warm greeting. “Not good,” The tom murmured, apparently crestfallen. “Do you need to talk about it?” John asked. The tom looked at John as if he were a psycho, then, “Do you expect me to betray my clan?”

Ooh, You know I can't help adding a cliffhanger! Do you think I'd tell you who that tom was? Ha! NEVER!!! (or, at least, not until the premiere of Chapter One) >X) I hoped you enjoyed it!

--WarriorcatZ1324