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This page contains a fanfiction written by Bramblefire3118.
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Blurb: Halfpaw is half everything - half black and half white, half-Clan, her eyes are different colours. Everyone in ShadowClan picks on her, and she is miserable.

In the aftermath of a battle between ShadowClan and ThunderClan, Halfpaw is exiled for something she did not do - and wants revenge on her former Clan. She flees to ThunderClan, where the other half of her bloodline runs, and there, she becomes a warrior - Halfstripe.

Put under pressure because of her past in ShadowClan, Halfstripe soon beats the odds. When she does something that affects all the Clans, the message is through - nothing will ever be the same again.

This is a stand-alone novel by Bramblefire3118.




Allegiances

ShadowClan

Leader:

Snakestar - large dark brown tabby tom

Deputy:

Crowsong - black tom with amber eyes

Medicine Cat:

Primrosewing - light cream she-cat

Warriors:

Skycloud - blue-gray she-cat with white patches like clouds

Apprentice, Beetlepaw

Tanglepelt - matted-furred brown tom

Apprentice, Hailpaw

Whiteflight - white she-cat with green eyes

Flywing - white tom

Apprentice, Dawnpaw

Toadspring - dark brown tom

Duskclaw - black tom with yellow eyes

Shinedusk - brown-and-white she-cat

Apprentice, Halfpaw

Eaglesong - silver tom with blue eyes

Apprentices:

Halfpaw - half-black, half-white she-cat with am amber eye on her black side and a blue eye on her white side

Hailpaw - gray tom

Dawnpaw - dark ginger she-cat

Beetlepaw - black-and-white tom

Queens:

Littlewhisker - small tabby she-cat, mother of Tanglepelt's kits: Yarrowkit and Yewkit

Goldenshadow - golden tabby she-cat, expecting Toadspring's kits

Kits:

Yarrowkit - black she-cat

Yewkit - long-furred dark brown tabby tom

Elders:

Smallfeather - small dark gray tom

Graycloud - smoky black-and-gray she-cat with blue eyes


ThunderClan

Leader:

Rosestar - pretty dark cream she-cat

Deputy:

Oatclaw - brown tabby tom with amber eyes

Medicine Cat:

Shimmerwater - blue-gray she-cat with black flecks

Warriors:

Nightshade - pitch-black tom


WindClan

Leader:

Applestar - mottled brown she-cat with dark green eyes


RiverClan

Leader:

Bravestar - sleek black tom



Prologue

"Hey, Skycloud, are you there?"

A pitch-black tom emerged in the moonlight, pelt turned silver by its glare. A blue-gray she-cat with white patches padded out from the other end, belly very swollen with kits.

"Yes... Nightshade, I'm... here..." The blue-gray she-cat collapsed onto the ground. "Fetch me... a stick..." she gasped. "I... think I'm kit...ting...." Her words broke off in a yowl.

The dark-pelted cat, Nightshade, padded away for a moment. He came back with a skinny, yet sturdy stick. Placing it into the she-cat's mouth, he shuddered.

"Our kits will be okay," he meowed, licking her head. "They'll be okay."

Skycloud groaned in pain as a reply.

"Everything will be over soon," Nightshade assured her.

Skycloud panted, biting on the stick. A shape came out. Nightshade licked it worriedly.

"Any more?" he asked between licks.

"No," the blue-gray cat replied. She looked at her kit, with not a trace of love in her eyes, just hatred. The she-cat hated her kit from the start, it just looked... ugly, in her world.

"It's a she-kit, I think," Nightshade mewed. "Do you want to name her?"

"You name her," Skycloud snarled angrily.

"Okay..." Nightshade replied weakly, licking the young kit's head. She was half-black, and half-white.

Skycloud laid down on her side reluctantly, so the kit could feed. It mewled, then scuttled over.

"Welcome, Halfkit," Nightshade purred under his breath.

"Don't you dare show favor!" Skycloud hissed.

"Okay..." Nightshade muttered. However, Nightshade knew that he would love her, even when Skycloud would take her back to ShadowClan when she was fit to travel. Nightshade had to head back to ThunderClan, his own Clan, before his Clanmates suspected him of anything suspicious.

"Goodbye, Skycloud," Nightshade whispered, as he padded away.

Skycloud nodded coldly as he left. When her kit had finished feeding, she grabbed the kit by its scruff, and then padded away.

Meanwhile, a dark tabby tom had watched the pair, hatred flaring in his amber eyes.

"I will hate that kit forever," he vowed under his breath. "I will hate her - and treat her like fox-dung, like she deserves, because of her half-Clan origins."

Running away, the dark tabby picked up speed. He wanted to be back at camp when the kit arrived. Then, the pleasure, the pleasure of knowing something no-one else knew about - woukld be in his thrall.

I can't wait, he thought. I can't wait.



Chapter 1

"Hey half-cat, get your tail over here and start training."

Halfpaw turned her head towards the spitting brown-and-white she-cat. Shinedusk waned to go out training, again? She had to train for hours on end, from dawn to sunset, and all she'd get out of it was a meager, stringy small meal! She was sick of it.

I want to be loyal to ShadowClan, and be respected, Halfpaw thought. But every cat in this Clan won't let me.

"Are you coming or not?" Shinedusk hissed.

"Ye-"

'Don't you dare speak!" Shinedusk snarled. "You filthy, half-Clan mousebrain!"

Halfpaw followed Shinedusk miserably, tail trailing in the marshy ground. The rippling waters of the lake nearby reflected her sorrow, her want for love, and spirit.

"Keep up!" Shinedusk barked angrily, as she started to trail behind. "Because of you, we're late for our training session with Dawnpaw, Hailpaw, Beetlepaw, and their mentors."

Oh no, Halfpaw thought. This is going to be torture.

When they finally arrived, six cats stared at them with cold, icy eyes. Silence held for a minute, then a cat sneered:

"Aha! It's Halfpaw's fault again! I knew it!"

None of the cats replied to Dawnpaw's words. Silence held again.

Stupid Shinedusk, making an excuse, Halfpaw thought bitterly. She always takes an age, to get me in trouble.

"Okay, so today, Hailpaw, Beetlepaw, and Dawnpaw will be doing advanced battle moves," Flywing mewed to the three younger apprentices.

Hailpaw, Beetlepaw, and Dawnpaw bounced around happily, then sat up, erect, eager to hear what Flywing would say next.

"While the most useless apprentice in the whole world of the Clans, Halfpaw," Flywing sneered, switching his cold gaze onto Halfpaw, "will be doing the basic battle moves again, which she still hasn't mastered after six moons of training."

Halfpaw knew that they were exaggerating. She knew those moves all too well, and she knew that the warriors would be using her as a weakling loser, because of everything that was completely not her fault. It was pure torture what she had to go through.

"If you apprentices do well," Flywing continued, "you may get selected for the battle patrol, in a quarter-moon. We will be attacking ThunderClan, because those mange-ridden, flea-bitten mongrels have been caught on our territory yet again."

Halfpaw knew that no cat would let her on the battle patrol. They all hated her, loathed her - because of everything.

"Okay," Flywing snickered, "Skycloud and Shinedusk will take Halfpaw. Tanglepelt and myself will take the other three." He signaled for the meeting to be dismissed with his tail.

Halfpaw felt dread overtake her. Shinedusk and Skycloud were the two cats she hated the most.

What's going to happen?



Chapter 2

The two she-cats swarmed in, spitting.

"Okay, so attack me," Shinedusk sneered.

"Fine then," Halfpaw growled, "I will."

Pouncing, the black-and-white she-cat leaped. Shinedusk was bowled over in surprise.

"Who's laughing now?" Halfpaw spat, unsheathing her claws into Shinedusk's fur.

"Get off her!"

Skycloud bowled into her, loosening her grip.

"Get off her," Skycloud repeated, pinning Halfpaw down.

Shinedusk joined Skycloud when she pinned Halfpaw down. Halfpaw squirmed under her mentor and her mother's grip.

I hate those cats. Halfpaw snarled the words inside her mind. When she was older, she'd get those ungrateful cats back.

"You admit defeat?" Shinedusk spat in Halfpaw's face.

"Yess...."

"Get off her, then."

The two cats moved away, only to let Halfpaw get to her feet. When she had done so, they pressed their matted, unkempt fur against her.

"You're going back to camp with me," Shinedusk snarled. "And you will be cleaning the dens again."

"Should I go help with the other three?" Skycloud asked.

"I can manage this on your own. You go help the toms."

"Thanks." The blue-gray and white she-cat padded away to where Hailpaw, Beetlepaw, and Dawnpaw were. Flywing and Tanglepelt. When they saw Skycloud, they swarmed around her. A few moments later, Halfpaw saw their faces, looking scornful and nasty.

Typical. This is how I am treated every day.

Tell them to stop it, then. A voice rang inside her mind.

Halfpaw pushed the thought away. They'd ignore me.

Leave the Clan, then. Head to ThunderClan. That's where all the cats in the Clan say where your father is.

I want to stay here. If it is necessary, I'll flee there. But while I'm in ShadowClan, I will stay.

"Come on," Shinedusk spat. "Are you coming or not?"

"I'm coming."

Halfpaw left the training area with her mentor. Worry swarmed through her:

Do I really belong in ShadowClan?



Chapter 3

They'll never guess I'm here.

Halfpaw crouched behind the bush, watching cats fall to the bloody ground. ShadowClan had accused ThunderClan of trespassing again, and a full-scale war had been produced.

ThunderClan had the advantage, having more cats than the ShadowClan warriors. Their opponents were being ordered around by a cream she-cat.

Rosestar.

A brown cat was at her side.

"Oatclaw," Rosestar mewed, "get away from me. Go slaughter some ShadowClan warriors for me."

After those words were spoken, a ShadowClan warrior, Whiteflight, pounced on the ThunderClan leader. Rosestar winced, but pushed her away.

The Clan's losing.

A black tom from ThunderClan was fighting Shinedusk, scoring clawmarks in her brown-and-white fur. The ShadowClan cat yowled in pain.

"You fool," the cat rasped. "Don't - you - dare -"

"Dare what?" Shinedusk spat.

"I know who your apprentice is," the cat retorted.

"I - Nightshade! Don't-"

"I dare." The ThunderClan cat - Nightshade - spat in Shinedusk's face. The she-cat flinched.

"You will pay," he snarled. "for what you, and your mange-ridden Clan, have done -"

"Done to what?" Shinedusk replied. "I haven't done-"

"Actually, you have. You treat Halfpaw like a - "

Halfpaw flinched from behind the bush.

"Aha! You are the ThunderClan cat we have scented on our territory."

"Let me finish - "

"Watch out!"

Oatclaw pounced onto Shinedusk and clawed at her. Her mentor fell still.

"You will pay," he snarled, "for what you have done to Halfpaw. And you have. But I will die to protect her. Halfpaw is..."

Halfpaw flinched again. What's he on about?

"Nightshade, what are you on about?"

"Sorry."

"ShadowClan, retreat!"

Snakestar yowled the call for his Clan to gather. Halfpaw turned and ran back to camp.

She mustn't be caught.

Or she would pay the price for it.



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