Infected

''It is spreading. You can not fight it. Nothing will ever be the same.''

Infected is a two-book series by Mistybird. Infected is book one.

Prologue
They have no idea. He thought, his plans swirling in his mind. All he'd need was one special cat, and then game over. He would win.

"We have her blood." spluttered one of his weak little pawns. Yes, useless they'd be once his plot went into action. Once his plot went into action, unless one of them showed fighting potential, they'd all be dead.

"Good. Tomorrow, it will start." A cold silence lingered in the cave where he worked.

"Well then!" he snarled at the cat who had the bloody leaf, "Get on with it! You know what you have to do!" The small cat stood there, skinny figure trembling, then bounded off with the rest following closely behind the tom.

All that was left was a ginger she-cat. He had a soft spot for this certain she-cat, and once his plan was in action, she'd love him just as much. He supposed kits would help him continue his rule over the Clans.

"What would you like?" He asked softly. He had high hopes that the she-cat would never ask for anything extreme.

"I-I'm feeling lonely, I guess.." She replied. It was clear she didn't trust him, but she was lonely.

"I'll stay with you if you'd like.." She shook her head sadly. Nothing would make her want to spend time with him, he could tell. But this would change her mind. Oh yes it would. He would be in control. Of. Everything.

Chapter One - Something's Up
A.N. This is how I see myself acting. "Mistypaw. Mistyyyypaw. You have to get up at dawn."

"Shut up, I'm sleeping," Mistypaw mumbled. The other she-cat, a pale brown tabby named Pinepaw, rolled her eyes.

"Well it's dawn, and you're on Dawn Patrol with Grassfire. And I don't think anyone likes a grumpy Grassfire." Pinepaw sniggered, to the annoyance of her sleepy friend.

"I don't think anyone likes a grumpy me either, but I guess I absolutely truly positively have too.." Mistypaw whined rather childishly. Pinepaw giggled, then grabbed Mistypaw by the scruff and dragged her outside.

"Nooooo! I need to sleep!" Mistypaw yowled dramatically. When Pinepaw let go and Mistypaw finally got to her paws, she was met with the disapproving glance of Grassfire. He had become a warrior a quarter moon ago, which fed his arrogance even more. He seemed to be content thinking he was better then everyone, so he could boss whoever he pleased around.

TBC--

Enemies of the heir.... Beware...  00:01, October 14, 2013 (UTC)