RainClan's Beginning

Hello! My name is Sparrowfeather, and this is my story, 'RainClans' Beginning'. I will be updating in small chunks, about one or two sentences per update, so it's not too pressing for me to write an entire chapter every time I think I know what should happen next. Anyway, this story is about an OC Clan of mine, RainClan, and how it was formed. Enjoy!

Prolouge
A rouge wearily padded through the twolegplace. Rain fell in buckets, splashing down onto his steely-blue pelt and covering the ground with water. The loner didn't think he could go much farther. He was hungry and weak. Suddenly, the loner collapsed onto the ground and his world went black.

The loner opened one eye. He was in a bright forest, full of cats with stars on their pelts. A blue she-cat stepped forward and spoke in a calm voice, as if this was completely normal.

"Hello. My name is Bluestar." The loner looked around in confusion.

"Where am I?"

"You are in StarClan, where all the dead Clan cats go." The loner blinked.

"What's a Clan cat?"

"Any cat that lives in the Clans, which is a group of cats."

"Oh." There was silence for a moment. "Why am I here?" Bluestar smiled.

"You're almost dead."

"Almost dead?" Questioned the tom, "If dead cats come here, why am I here if I'm almost dead?" Bluestar smiled again.

"Because we can save you from dying." The other starry cats nodded. "In fact, we can save you from dying 8 times, well, 7 if you count this one." The tom stared at her.

"That's impossible!"

"And yet, here we are, offering it to you." The tom thought. Maybe this Bluestar was a little crazy, just listen to her name, but maybe she was telling the truth. However, it did seem impossible...

"Can you do it, then?"

"Only if you agree to do something for us. Start a new Clan." The tom blinked. Make his own group of cats? To be able to come back to life again? 7 times? Sounded fair to him. And even if it was impossible and he couldn't come back to life, these cats wouldn't get their Clan.

"Sounds fair to me." Bluestar smiled.

"Good." Then she took a step back and said, "I give you this life for courage, so that you will never be afraid to do what is right." She then lay her muzzle on the toms forehead and a searing pain tore though him. The others were the same. A life for love, speed, strength, honesty, intelligence, honor, faith, and loyalty. When they were done, the tom lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

"Now," Spoke Bluestar. "What is your name?"

"R-r-rain." Gasped out the tom.

"Then by the powers of StarClan, you will now be known as Rainstar!" The newly named Rainstar closed his eyes and promptly died. Moments later, he opened his eyes again and saw that he was alive. "I'm alive." Rainstar stated in wonder.

"Of course you are. You had 9 lives left! Now you're on your eighth. Go back to the twolegplace now, and start forming RainClan!" The words had barely came out of her mouth before Rainstar snapped his eyes open down at the twolegplace.

Chapter 1
Rainstar looked down at himself. Yes, he was still alive. And he felt better! Much better. "I cant believe it!" He whispered. "She was telling the truth." Then a thought struck him. Bluestar and the rest of, um, SkyClan-no, wait StarClan, yes, StarClan, gave me 9 lives, so now I have make a Clan, like I told them that I would. Rainstar pondered this. He didn't know any other cats in this place. Well, only a rouge who didn't like him much, or probably anyone. So, where would the cats for RainClan come from?

Just then, he heard an angry meow nearby. Rainstar looked up towards the sky in question, then shrugged and went to see what it was.

Behind a pile of two-leg trash, Rainstar saw two cats fighting. One was a small brown tom who was clearly being beaten. The other was a large black she-cat. Now, Rainstar had never been one for fighting. In fact, the only experience he had ever had with fighting was being beaten up by other rouges and play-fighting with his siblings. But Rainstar did know one thing. He walked towards the two cats and said,

"Stop." The black she-cat turned to face him.

"Or what?" She hissed.

"Or I'll fight you." Rainstar answered calmly. The she-cat looked amused.

"So you came to stop us from fighting by fighting? That doesn't sound quite right." Rainstar thought for a moment.

''She's right! That kind of defeats the purpose.'' Out of the corner of his eye, Rainstar spied the brown tom sneaking away. He smiled and then spoke. "Why were you fighting, anyway?" The she-cat hissed and answered,

"That pile of fox-dung stole my prey! It was the first piece I'd caught this- Hey, where is he?!" The she-cat looked around angrily, bristling. "He's gone!" She hissed in anger. Rainstar suppressed a smile.

"Oh, that's a shame." The she-cat sighed in response.

"I guess I'll have to go catch something else. Goodbye." She padded off, tail and head drooping. Rainstar watched her leave, a small pang of sympathy for the she-cat echoing in his chest, He shook his head and walked over to the pile of two-leg trash where he had seen the brown tom.

"Hey!" He called. "The other cat is gone now!" There was a rustling noise and a yellow eye blinked at Rainstar from beneath the two-leg trash. The tom stood up and shook himself, flinging bits of trash through the air.

"Thanks. Mara's never been very nice to me."

"Mara?" Rainstar cocked his head.

"That black cat."

"Ah."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Rainstar. You?"

"Rainstar? What kind of a name is that?" The tom looked like he was trying not to laugh. In return, Rainstar tried not to attack him. Then his relaxed and shrugged.

"I used to just be Rain, but then these weird cats came to me and gave me 9 lives and changed my name to Rainstar." The tom was clearly confused.

"That's weird... Do you really have 9 lives?"

"Yep! Well, only 8 now."

"Why did you get those lives?"

"Well, those cats wanted me to make a group of cats called a Clan. Mine was supposed to be RainClan."

"RainClan and Rainstar! Hey, can I join?" Rainstar blinked. He had only talked to this tom for a few heartbeats and he wanted to join the Clan? This may be easier than I thought. He thought with a smile.

"Sure! What's your name?"

"Brownie." Rainstar smiled again.

"Well, welcome to RainClan, Brownie."

Chapter 2
"Rainstar."

"Can we talk later, Brownie? I'm tired." Rainstar rolled over.

"No." The voice wasn't Brownie's. Rainstar looked up from where he lay. Bluestar was standing over him, along with two other starry cats.

"Oh. Hello, Bluestar. I thought you were Brownie. Who is, by the way, the first member of the Clan you wanted me to make." He added with a hint of pride.

"We are aware of this." Bluestar replied in her calm voice.

"How?" Rainstar asked. Bluestar smiled.

"Well, how do you think we found you?" Rainstar thought about this before casting the thought aside.

"Why did you call me back up here? Am I going to get 9 more lives?"

"No!" Bluestar sounded shocked. "We can't do that!"

"Well, no need to get your fur all ruffled." Rainstar snorted, amused at her shock. "Then why did you call me here?"

"Because there are a few things you need to learn before you can lead a Clan." Replied a gray tom with a crooked jaw that was sitting beside Bluestar. Rainstar perked up his ears, curiousity pricked.

"Okay. Like what?"

"Well, fighting for one thing."

"Ah. Well-hey, how did you know about that?!" The gray tom snorted in laughter.

"It was apparent as soon as I first saw you. And, if I had any doubts, your confrontation with that black she-cat - Mara, I believe her name is, cleared them." Rainstar looked down in embarrasment.

"Crookedstar!" A long-tailed black and white tom mewed. "Though it may be clear to you, fighting is not always the answer!"

"Well, fighting is often the best way to go!" Crookedstar replied indignantly.

"Name one time."

"When Scourge attacked the forest, for one. None of your non-fighting talks could have gone very far then, Tallstar!"

"Well, of course we had to fight then! However, there are several situations where fighting is not the best idea." The two toms continued to argue while Rainstar watched. At first, he was shocked, but the shock soon turned to amusement. They kept at it for a while until Crookedstar unsheathed his claws and Bluestar yowled the two.

"Alright then, do you remember why we are here?"

"Of course. Right. Ready, Rainstar?" Tallstar turned away from Crookedstar and faced Rainstar.

"Ready for what?"

"Your warrior training, of course!" Laughed Tallstar. "Do you think we'll let you lead a Clan without that?"

"My what?" Bluestar stepped forward.

"Your warrior training. You must be trained in the ways of the Clans before you may lead one. Actually," Bluestar threw a glance at the two other leaders behind her. "I think that all you have to do is learn to stay alive."

"You mean, learn how to fight and hunt and such?" Rainstar felt a thrill of exitement. He felt it once more when Bluestar nodded and smiled.

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More coming soon!