The only reason I’m writing this is because, I can’t stop having dreams about it, and I’m absolutely obsessed with this new idea I’ve come up with. I’m only doing 2 other fanfics, and I’ve already planned out the rest of their plots, so that is why, I’m able to write another one.
Iced Blood is a young tom, who lives with his best friends, his brothers. They aren’t blood brothers, but they’ve lived with each other all their lives. They are, Black Hawk, Fire Eyes, and Gray Blaze. The four cats are at peace until a young she-cat comes along, Tala. She and Black Hawk grow close together, causing disruption.
When Iced Blood and Tala are alone, a terrible accident happens, and Iced Blood learns he is the descendant of Scourge, and he has power. Power that can kill any cat. Power that could make him rule the forest. He is forced to leave behind everything he knows and loves, to find the Clans. When he gets there he meets another cat that has been his family enemy for many, many years.
Every Clan, rogue, kittypet, and even Twoleg will be forced to choose. And Iced Blood will have to choose who is friend or foe, and he will have to choose to save either his friends . . . Or save his family. . . Or save the Clans.
Iced Blood stretched out on the ground. Someone poked him. “Ouch!” He yelped, looking around. “Black Hawk, I know it was you.” He growled. Fire Eyes and Gray Blaze watched from a distance, snickering. Iced Blood was a black tom, with a jet white leg, and ice blue eyes. Black Hawk was a black tom with streaks of white in his fur, and friendly green eyes.
Gray Blaze was a russet colored tom, with gray eyes, that seemed to blaze when he was angry. Fire Eyes was a brown tom with fire-colored eyes. They had been separated from their real families when they were very young, about five moons old. They had found each other all by fate, and had lived together, and been like brothers ever since.
Iced Blood stood up, shaking out his fur. Black Hawk then pounced on him. “Ha!” Iced Blood let out a yelped, and reared up, trying to knock him off. “This is revenge!” Said Black Hawk. “Remember last night?” Iced Blood blinked. “Oh yeah.” He had waken Black Hawk up from his so-called “amazing dream” and pounced on him, and he had been angry ever since.
Iced Blood frowned, shaking him off. “Alright, I’m sorry for waking you up from your amazing dream, and pouncing on you. But in my defense, I couldn’t sleep and I was bored!” He yowled. Black Hawk narrowed his eyes. “And I had to pay for it!” Fire Eyes then said, “But it was hilarious! You should have seen the look on your face! It was like the one on the frozen lemming we found last leaf-bare!”
Black Hawk eventually began to grin in amusement. “Really? It was that stupid?” Gray Blaze nodded. “Yep!” The four toms began howling with laughter. They spent the rest of the day, swimming, hunting, and racing, teasing and wrestling each other. They stayed up into the night, and the moon shined high overhead. Iced Blood yawned and padded into his nest, curling up. That night he dreamed.
A tabby gray tom, with blind blue eyes, and a slash in his throat lay in the middle of a clearing gasping for air. A dark ginger tom with a white tipped tail and amber eyes was standing in between a dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes and a dark ginger she-cat with one white paw, a squirrel-like bushy tail and green eyes. Across from them was a golden tabby tom with amber eyes and thick fluff ringing around his neck.
“Jayfeather, no.” The golden tabby tom spoke, sorrow in his eyes. “I can’t lose you too. Not after Hollyleaf, and then Leafpool. . .” He trailed off, his amber eyes gleaming with grief and sorrow. The gray tom, Jayfeather, said, “Stay strong, Lionblaze. You can make without me. You too, Alderheart, all of you can.” He looked at the dark ginger tom, Alderheart, and then the others.
Alderheart let out a wail. “But you can’t go! You were the best mentor I’ve ever had! The best medicine cat in ThunderClan!” He cried. The dark brown tom leaned down. “I know I wasn’t your father.” He said. “But you were like a son to me. You, Lionblaze, Hollyleaf, Sparkpelt, Alderheart, and Squirrelflight are the best things that ever happened to me.” He said. The dark ginger she-cat said, “Oh Bramblestar. . .” And trailed off. Jayfeather shook his head, letting out a sudden gasp.
Then he spoke, “Darkness is coming! But not yet. After me, after the next generation, in a long time! But you must pass this down, you understand?! It will either destroy the forest, or save it. But I have a feeling it will destroy it. But no matter what you must protect it! With your lives! It mustn’t die, or the forest will be doomed, and nothing will be able to save it!” And with that he died.
The dark ginger she-cat let out a yowl and the dark brown tom, Bramblestar, soothed her. “It’s alright Squirrelflight, he’s with StarClan now.” The dark ginger she-cat, Squirrelflight, nodded, straightening. “We must break the news to the Clan, that he’s gone.” She murmured. Alderheart nodded, and then said, “But what about the darkness?”
No one spoke, merely exchanging glances of fear and uncertainty. “I think we should keep this between us until the right time comes.” Murmured Alderheart. Lionblaze, Squirrelflight, and Bramblestar all nodded in agreement.
The vision began to fade. Iced Blood desperately tried to burrow deeper into it, but the four cats were already fading, and beginning to drag Jayfeather’s body into the middle of the camp. He awoke with an angered hiss, springing to his paws. As he leapt up he felt his claws dig into something. “Hey— ow! What’s wrong with you?! I’m not prey!” Iced Blood blinked, getting off.
“Oh, sorry Fire Eyes.” He murmured, shaking his fur out. Fire Eyes rose to his paws. “It’s alright. I think by now we’ve all done that at least five times.” He said. Iced Blood had to force a grin. But Fire Eyes wasn’t fooled. “What happened? Did you have a bad dream?” Iced Blood looked down at his paws, his pelt prickling. He tried his best to smooth it down.
“Well . . . not exactly but kind of. But I don’t want to talk about it.” The brown tom’s fire-colored eyes flashed with sympathy. “I won’t question you anymore about it if you really don’t want me to.” He mewed. “Thanks, Fire Eyes.”
“No problem. Now lets be quiet before we wake Black Hawk and Gray Blaze.”
Iced Blood opened his eyes, drowsily. Black Hawk and Fire Eyes were awake. Gray Blaze was still snoring, peacefully. The black tom got up, yawning and stretching. It had been a few days since the odd dream. He padded outside. “There you are, sleepy!” Teased Black Hawk, gently. Iced Blood flicked his tail, dismissively. “Not as sleepy as Gray Blaze.” He pointed with his tail to where the russet tom was still sleeping.
They all laughed, snorting. Gray Blaze came out, looking ruffled, and tired. “What are you guys laughing about?” He asked. “You.” Said Fire Eyes. Gray Blaze laughed along with everyone else. But then they heard a noise. “Do you guys hear that?” Iced Blood asked, pricking his ears. Everyone went silent, and listened. “Help! Is anyone there?” Came a faint yowl.
The four cats streaked across the ground, and found a pure white she-cat with beautiful sky-blue eyes on the ground. “A she-cat! I didn’t even know those existed!” Exclaimed Gray Blaze with wide eyes. Black Hawk glared at him, shoving him roughly. The black and white tom’s green eyes then settled on the white she-cat. “Are you alright?” He asked, kindly.
She looked at him. “Not really.” She said. “A bunch of dogs chased me out of my home, and over to here. It’s destroyed and now I’m lost. Oh, and I’m Tala by the way.” Iced Blood nodded, dipping his head. “I’m Iced Blood. The black and white tom is Black Hawk, the russet tom is Gray Blaze and the brown tom is Fire Eyes.”
Tala nodded. Before anyone could say anything, Black Hawk said, “You could come stay with us.” Tala hesitated before saying, “Well thank you. I guess I could come stay for a little while.” But there was doubt in her blue eyes. “You only have to stay for as long as you need, or you don’t have to come at all.” Reassured Iced Blood. “I know how some she-cats just can’t handle toms.”
Tala let out a snort of amusement. “I’ll stay.” Iced Blood smiled. “Good.” Black Hawk looked especially pleased. “Come on, I’ll show you where we sleep.”
About a week later everyone was laying down, minding their own business. Except for Black Hawk and Tala, who were talking in hushed voices. Iced Blood glanced at them. They’re already so close. I guess I knew me and Tala could never be that way. . . . Black Hawk deserves her, though. Not me. He then shook the thought off. He didn’t like Tala. He never had. He wasn’t jealous.
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