This may not be edited often, because I’m also working on other fanfics.
Also, please note that this was originally supposed to be humans in this, that’s why it may seem a little weird. I wrote one exactly like it (on a different wiki) except with humans and kingdoms. But I just changed it to Clans and cats, so more people can read it, because this wiki is much more active than the other one.
Prologue
I look down at my son. He’s shivering, trembling with fever. I’m not sure if he’ll make it. I have to get us out of this prison. I know I have to. I don’t care if the leader’s my brother. I have to leave. Traitor? I’m no traitor. Neither is my son, Felix. All he did was stand with me. When the time came, he decided to stay with me.
Guards are down the hall, walking towards us. “Felix!” I hiss, shaking the unconscious young tom. He has a slick black coat, and sharp-maroon colored eyes. Well one. The other one is glassy and faded. Blind. He’s only sixteen moons.
I shake my head. I have to get him awake before they take him off to the supposed “medicine cats”. But every time he comes back he’s worse than he was before. I try not to think about why they even have the excuse of bringing him to the medicine cats. I try not to think about what happened to him.
Felix moans, but opens his eyes a little. They’re glassy and dazed with fever as usual. He can barely process what’s going on. The guards open the door. “Get the young one!” One says. He’s chained to the wall. His paws and wrists are chained together. They’re all attached to the wall, and there was even one on his neck! They don’t chain me up though.
My son is one of the most powerful felines FireClan has seen in centuries. I can only hope that one of the other four Clans will come and save us. There’s us, FireClan, ShadowClan, WaterClan, StormClan, and RockClan. They probably won’t. All five of us have been warring for years. No one really knows why. No one try’s to remember why, either.
Maybe there are a few neutrals, who don’t like to get involved. But I can’t believe how foolish I seem to hope that someone from another Clan will come and save us. The guards open the cell door, unchain Felix, and bring him away. I want to go after them, but I know I can’t. I can’t for both of our sakes. Tears come to my eyes.
It couldn’t be much longer until he died from them not caring for him, or overworking him. He had only been to the real medicine cat once. Right after the accident. I watch as they drag him away. I can hear the King talking through the walls of my cell. I hear a loud crack and everyone laughs. I sigh, and close my eyes, praying that Felix will be able to hold on for one more day.
Chapter One
“I’m gonna get you, Dad!” I call out, laughing. My father, Zorro, pretends to run away. He’s an average sized cat with gray eyes, and long dark gray fur. I chase him through the fields near our home. I thrust myself forward, pretending to be an Elemental. Well I am an Elemental. Just not trained.
Of course I don’t know how to control fire yet, but I’m sure Zorro will teach me. There’s no real name for these powers. Some people think it’s magic. Others think it’s witchery. I don’t know what I think of it. I’m not quite sure what to call it. For now I call it Fire Magic. Or Storm Magic. Or Shadow Magic. One for each of the five Clans.
It’s mostly genetic. If you had a StormClan mother and a FireClan father, that both had these powers your powers would be one of the two, or you’d have none. I have Fire Magic. From my father. My brother or mother aren’t Elementals though. My brother, Akin, is watching me, smiling. He’s 12 moons older than me. His fur is a dirty blond color and he has brown eyes.
I jump at my father, laughing. He pretends to fall over as I tackle him. Akin joins in too and the three of us roll around on the ground, before sprawling out, laughing. I’m only five moons old. Akin is seventeen. I’m not sure how old Zorro is. I’ve never really thought about it. I’m not sure how old my mother was when she died either, though.
I wake up, gasping, hitting my head on the ceiling, stunning me, and making me topple over. “Owwwww!” I exclaim, lying in my nest, pawing at my injured head, before looking up at the ceiling, wishing I could go back to my dream. My memories. “You awake?” Calls a voice. A young tom, about sixteen moons, my age, peeks in the room, with wide eyes.
He has black fur, and amber eyes. He has a thin and tall frame, and likes the color red. “Yeah, yeah. I’m awake, Ashanka.” I say, looking at my cousin. “This stupid ceiling is way too low! I can never wake up without hitting my head!” I complain. He laughs. “Then sleep outside!”
“Maybe I will!” I huff. “Come on,” says Ashanka, “let’s go before Zorro and my dad start criticizing us for sleeping in again.” I yawn, leaping down, out of my bed. “Yeah, Dad and Colt aren’t too forgiving about that.” I mumble, as I lead the way down towards the outside of camp. As me and my cousin arrive in the yard, Zorro and Colt weren’t there.
Ashanka frowns. “Hmmmm. Where are they?” He then looks at me for some reason. I shrug, helplessly. “Don’t look at me!” Ashanka blinks, and we here two voices, as Zorro and Colt arrive in the yard. I sit down and lock my knees, crossing my paws, and decide to pretend like I had been waiting here for hours. Colt and Zorro see us, and their eyes widen.
“Uhhhh, Ashanka, Felix! We though you weren’t here!” Says Colt, his amber eyes darting around, nervously. “Well we’ve been waiting here for you!” Said Ashanka. That‘s not a lie. We have been waiting. Just not for hours. For maybe a few minutes.
Zorro narrows his eyes at us. I nod. “Yeah! The one day I decide to wake up- Ow!” Ashanka elbows me. “Fine, he woke me up.” I say, looking at Ashanka. “I thought so.” Said Zorro. “You’re never are time.”
Look who’s talking. I think, bitterly, fighting the urge to roll my eyes, and give a sarcastic remark. “Bye, Ashanka!” I tell my cousin, as I go to follow my father. “Thanks for waking me up!” He shrugs. “No problem!” The four of us go our separate ways, me with Zorro, and him with Colt.
As I follow my father, I realize that we’re not going where we usually go to train. “Where are we going?” I asked, feeling slightly alarmed. “You have the day off today.” He said, flatly. I look away from him, my gaze downcast. I don’t know why. Half of me had hoped my father would forget today. “Do you mind coming with me hunting?”
Yes. I do actually. I think, but I shrug and say, “No I don’t mind. I’ll come with you.” As we head into town, I force myself to look ahead, and fantasize a different reason why we’re here. “Stay here.” Orders Zorro. I nod, and look down at the ground, closing my eyes, and clenching my fists, trying to shake the memories out of my head.
Why isn’t he here with us? I thought, as I began to lead myself into a fantasy. He should be here with us at least. I keep playing along, as I play tricks on myself. Horrible tricks that force me to forget what’s happened. The back of my mind is screaming at me to stop this. But I can’t. I won’t. Eventually I believe what I’m saying.
I force myself to believe that he’s at home, and me and Zorro are here to surprise him. But we’re not. We’re here to remember him.
I’m snapped out of my reverie, as Zorro places his tail on my back. “Felix?” He says. I look up at him. “Oh, sorry! What?” I ask. “You know I know he didn’t do it right?” He asks. I look away.
“The leader didn’t know that.” I say, bitterly. “Neither did anyone else, but Jagger himself.” Zorro sighs. “I know it’s hard for you when this day comes, but we have to remember it. Remember him. Felix, your brother may not be alive, but either way this his special day.” I shake my head. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. “I know. You’re right.” I say.
Zorro motions for me to follow him. “Come on.” He says. “Let’s go.”
Chapter Two
As I follow Zorro, part of me knows he’s right. But I know Akin didn’t kill Jagger. After the Trial he was deemed guilty by FireClan’s leader, and was killed by a fox trap in front of all of FireClan immediately after. I still don’t know who did it, but all I know is it wasn’t Akin. Luckily no one judges me for what they think Akin did. I try to act normal. Be a normal kid. But I’m not. Either way.
My father is a famous Warrior. He took over many cities in this war. For FireClan. The leader had said that it hurt him to kill Zorro’s son. His best friend’s and brother’s son. Colt was the King. He was the one who had killed Akin. I still despised him for it. But I didn’t despise his son, Ashanka. He was one of my only friends.
I look up at Zorro. How can he still love Colt when he hung Akin? I just don’t know. After all, I hate him and he’s my uncle. Colt was first-born so he became King instead of Zorro, my father.
After all, I hate him and he’s my uncle. Colt was first-born so he became leader instead of Zorro, my father. Of course, I don’t get as much special treatment as his immediate family, which I’m happy about, but sadly I’m still fussed over sometimes. So yeah, sure I’m still part of the Royal Family, but I’m just his nephew.
And I still don’t like him.
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We spent the rest of the day looking around the forest for prey, and in the evening we looked up at the stars, and just remembered him, I guess.
When we got back, I went to my den, still tired from walking around town all day. Luckily I don’t have to sleep in that horrible bunk bed tonight. I look around my room, waiting. When everyone goes to sleep I sneak out, and knock round up some of my friends.
Ashanka, Ender, Maverick, and Xavier. Some of my other friends. Well, these are basically all of my friends. Ender pokes his head out of his den, his green eyes wide, and short blond fur, ruffled. Maverick has short black fur, and brown eyes.
Xavier short-ish black fur, as well, that draped over his eyes. He had multi-colored green and brown eyes. “Where’s Ashanka?” Whispers Ender. I shrug. “He should be out soon.” I reply. Ashanka comes out of his room, finally, looking tired. “Okay, come in!” He says. The four of us step into the young cat’s den.
“Nice place you got.” Says Maverick. Xavier nods. “Pretty sweet.” He looks at me. “What’s your den like, Felix? After all, you’re Colt’s nephew.” I shrug. “Nothing as big as this one.” I say. “I may be part of the royal family, and my den is still, eh, kind of big, but not as cool as this one.” We began talking about dens, which lead to conversations about our families, which lead to conversations about the war, which lead to conversations about FireClan, which lead to conversations about Elementals.
Ender pokes me. “What’s it like being an Elemental?” He asks. Him and Maverick don’t have any sort of Magic. Me, Ashanka, and Xavier all have Fire Magic. I shrug. “It’s okay.” I say. “Training can get annoying sometimes, but overall I’m glad I have it.”
Ashanka looks at me. “Which reminds me, why weren’t you at training today?” I blink. Yes, I admit, I should have been expecting that question when I brought up training. Xavier nodded with Ashanka. “Yeah, I don’t believe you were at training today.” I shrug. “Uhhhhh, my Father just pulled me out to go to town.” I say. Xavier frowns. “That’s it?”
While Ashanka‘s eyes widen. “Lucky! My dad doesn’t let me go to town.” Maverick looks at him. “Why not?” He asks. Ender Also frowns. “Yeah, why not?” We then spiral into conversations about random things. Relieved that the spotlight was off me, I joined them in talking, fighting, and wrestling. After we had roughhoused around for awhile, and were all panting from exhaustion, Xavier looks at Ashanka, and asks, “So, Ashanka, how are things going between you and Tris?”
Ashanka’s eyes widen. “Oh, you know. Just normal stuff.” He says, quickly. I let out a snort of laughter. “You haven’t kissed her yet?” I say, as everyone bursts out in laughter, except for the young Fire Prince. “Well, no . . . but I will soon!”
“Yeah, right.” Says Maverick rolling his eyes. “Like you’d ever have the guts to do that.” Ashanka’s eyes flared. “And you do?” Maverick nods. “I’ve kissed a bunch of girls!” Ender looks skeptical. “How many? One?” Maverick shakes his head. “Like three!” Xavier nods. “I’ve kissed not one, not two, not three, not four girls . . . !” He trails off, and we all look at him, expectantly.
“But zero. I haven’t kissed a girl.” He said, looking down. “You and me both, Xavier!” I say.
We all laugh, and fall asleep on top of each other.
Chapter Three
I look at my father in the eyes. “But Dad, why?” I ask, sadly. I’m eight moons old now. Something bad has happened. Something horrible. Really, really horrible. “I’m sorry Felix. You can’t come.” He says, gruffly. I look down, sadly. “It’s Akin, isn’t it?” I say. Zorro looks away from me, and doesn’t respond. Tears come to my eyes.
“He’s going to kill him! Isn’t he?” I whimper. Zorro shakes his head, vigorously. “No! I- I don’t know. But I promise I’ll do everything I can to protect him.” He says. I don’t speak. I don’t hope. I know there’s only so much he can do to change Colt’s mind about finding Akin guilty. “But please, can I come to the Trial?” I ask.
He shakes his head again. “No. I’m sorry, Felix. You just can’t.” I look away from him again. “Promise you’ll tell me what happens?” Zorro looks at me, not responding for a few moments, before saying, “Promise.”
And he leaves. He’s just gotten back from war. This is the first day. As he leaves I let out a harsh cough, and start shaking again, pulling the covers over my head, and fall asleep.
“FELIX!” Roars a loud voice. “AHHHHHH!” I scream, and fall out of my nest, before unsheathing my claws, leaping on to my paws, and putting on my defensive mode, whipping around to face my attacker. Which apparently was my father. “Dad?” I say, sheathing my claws, and falling down on to my bed, exhausted.
“How long were you up last night?” He demands. I blink the sleep from my eyes, the rush of adrenaline wearing off. Suddenly I don’t feel so good. “Uhhhh, I don’t know.” I said. “What time is it?” He narrows his eyes at me. “Sunlights.” My eyes widen. “SUNHIGH?!” I exclaim. “I’ve been asleep for like four hours!” I immediately shut my mouth, realizing what I just did.
Zorro glares at me. “Were up again with Ender, Maverick, Ashanka, and Xavier?” He asks. “Maybe.” I reply. “Maybe not.” He frowns, as I lay back down on my bed. I really don’t feel good. “Felix, do you feel okay?” He demands. “Yes, I feel fine.” I mumble. “I just stayed up late. That’s all.”
“You stayed up all night! Until morning!” He snaps. “Everyone else was awake as well!” I shrug. “Guess I lost track of time. But I’ll make it up to you! Let’s go train!” I say. Zorro sighs. “Alright.” We head out into the garden, and the whole way I hide how sick I feel.
I’ll feel better once I start training. I think. Zorro starts talking, but I barely hear him. His figure begins to blur, and fade away, as do his words. I’m faintly aware of my body hitting the ground, before darkness surrounds me.
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I’m not quite sure what’s going on. Semiconscious, I can still hear everything that’s going on, but I’m still unconscious at the same time. I can’t move myself, and I just wish I could dive back into my sleep. But first I have to assure everyone that I’m okay. I think. Nah. They know I’m fine. Right? Uhhhhhhhhh, fine. I tell myself, as I force my eyes open.
“Felix!” Exclaims a muffled voice. “Whhhhhhhaaaaaaaatttttttt?” I moan. That came out much worse sounding than I wanted it to. “Felix, are you okay?” Asks the voice. Everything’s becoming more clearer now. I realize I’m with the medicine cats, who are all leaning over me. I wave them off.
“Give the boy some room!” Comes a familiar voice. “Uncle!” I exclaim, looking, and sitting up, as my uncle strides towards me.
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