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A Day In the World of a Warrior

"Alex, get out of here!" Thomas yelled at his sister. "Why don't you watch TV in the living room?"

Alex made a disdainful face at her brother. "Mom and Dad are watching the news!"

Thomas sighed. There was no point in arguing with his sister. She was the baby, therefore, their parents would always sympathize with Alex. "Fine. But don't get in my way!"

"Okay." Alex replied. She then ran over to the recliner and plopped herself down. She reached for the remote, and turned on the TV.

Thomas turned back to his current project, the Literary-Life bringer. He turned on the welder, and began to seal the jagged steel edges to the main frame. That's when his ears were invaded by a very childish song.

"My Little Pony! My Little Pony... My-y-y-y...."

Thomas quickly flipped his welding mask back down, and began to continue working on his invention. It was nearly complete. Just a little weld here, and maybe a screw over there...

"What's this?" Alex's voice interrupted his thoughts. Thomas turned off the welder, and took off the mask. Alex was holding his only other invention that had been a success, the TV-Brain mixer. It allowed you to scan a TV show, or movie, for the desired amount of time. Then you would attach the helmet, and press 'MIX'. This allowed you to watch TV anywhere you wanted!

"Alex! Put that down!" Thomas yelled at his sister. Thomas didn't want all of his hard work to be lost to his sister's filthy little hands.

"No." she said. Thomas narrowed his eyes dangerously. Alex put the device down, and went back to watching My Little Pony.

Thomas sighed again. Why did there have to be little sisters? It was like some kind of cruel joke. Thomas finished welding the edges of the Literary-Life bringer, and added the screws in the needed areas. Complete! Thomas thought joyfully. Two years hard work had finally paid off! Rather, he hoped it had. He had yet to actually test the device.

"Hey Alex, I'm going upstairs." Thomas told his younger sister.

Alex had gone back to messing around with the TV-Brain mixer. "Would you STOP that?!" Thomas yelled, exasperated.

Alex thought about this for a minute. "Hmm... only if you tell me how to use this thing."

"Fine." Thomas responded, just wanting to test out his latest invention. "You point this lens at the TV, hit record, then press stop when you're done."

"What's this big button for?" Alex questioned, pointing to the 'MIX' button.

"You put this helmet on your head when you're done, then you press this button when you're ready to watch the show." Thomas replied, irritated.

Alex looked dumbfounded for a minute. "You made this all by yourself?" she asked, impressed. Thomas couldn't help but boast a little.

"Yep! Maybe one day, when you're all grown up, you might be as smart as your big brother!" Thomas teased, ruffling Alex's hair.

Thomas headed to his bedroom upstairs while Alex walked back over to the TV, and started to record My Little Pony.

* * *

Thomas closed his door quietly, eager to start his testing. He quickly ran over to his bookshelf, and grabbed the last book of his favorite series, Warriors: The Darkest Hour. He then walked over to his bed, sat down, and began scanning the pages.

* * *

Alex's episode of My Little Pony had ended, and she had recorded the last fifteen minutes of it. She was eager to re-watch it, but it was probably a bit too soon to be watching it again. Alex wanted to thank her brother for telling her how to use the strange experiment thingy. She decided to find out where he was at. Alex hopped up the basement stairs, and into the living room.

"Have you seen Tommy mom?" Alex asked her mother.

"No sweetie, I haven't." Alex's mom told her. "Have you checked his room?"

"Nope! I'll do that right now!" Alex responded enthusiastically, heading for the staircase. Alex hopped up the steps two at a time.

"Tommy?" Alex called, knocking on Thomas's door. "Tommy!" she called again. Still no answer. Alex knocked again, a lot louder this time. "TOMMY!" she shouted.

Still no answer. Alex was pretty freaked out by now, but then remembered that her big brother used to take something called 'naps'. Alex's mother had told her that when she was a teenager, she would start taking naps too. Alex shuddered. Who sleeps during the day? There's so much to do!

Alex went into Thomas's room regardless, figuring that maybe she could read one off those books Thomas talked about so much. She took a step inside, and saw her brother fast asleep on the bed. He had a book next to him, and his weird invention thing was by his side too. He had some strange wires in his ears too.

Alex walked up to the bed. "Wake up."

No response.

"WAKE UP BIG BROTHER!" Alex yelled.

Still no response.

Alex thought for a minute. She giggled to herself. She had thought of a genius way to wake her brother up.

* * *

"Ungh..." Thomas groaned. He had a massive headache. He opened his eyes. No longer was he in his bedroom, but he was now in a lush forest. Thomas sprang to his... paws?

"YES!" Thomas shouted. "It worked!"

He was eager to explore this new place, so he took a step forward, just to fall flat on his face. He growled with impatience. This being a cat business was going to take some getting used to.

* * *

Firestar and the rest of ThunderClan were on their way back to camp after the battle with BloodClan. Firestar had lost one of his nine lives in a face-off with BloodClan's leader, Scourge. Firestar shuddered as he remembered how it had felt to lose a life. He was one step closer to hunting with StarClan now.

"Are you okay Firestar?" asked Firestar's mate, Sandstorm.

Firestar looked at Sandstorm. She had a long wound gashed across the side of her pelt. It was swathed in cob-webs, they helped stop the bleeding. The only one who wouldn't recover from the battle was Whitestorm. Firestar's deputy had died in a battle with BloodClan's deputy, Bone.

Firestar sighed. "Yeah Sandstorm, I'm fine, I just keep thinking about Whitestorm."

Sandstorm licked his ear in a gesture of comfort. "Firestar, because of you, that's the only loss ThunderClan has suffered."

Firestar had managed to gather the four clans of the forest to deal with the threat of BloodClan once and for all. It had been he who had defeated Scourge in the final battle.

"I know." Firestar replied. "But I can't help but feel that the danger isn't over."

* * *

"This SUCKS!" Thomas cried, still not being able to walk very well. He had only walked a few fox-lengths before he fell again. It was already night-fall, and he was starting to feel hungry.

"Freaking Anatomy class! Telling us that humans and cats have similar bone structures. It's a bunch of bull-"

Thomas fell into silence when a badger lumbered out of the brush. For a human, a badger may appear cute and cuddly, but if you were a cat, you would find them rather intimidating. The badger had caught sight of Thomas, and started to lumber towards him.

"Of all the-" Thomas scrambled to his paws, finding that using them was a lot easier when you were about to run for your life.

Thomas stopped in his tracks as he heard a loud screeching from the bushes. The badger looked around, confused, as a patrol of ThunderClan warriors darted in from the bushes. Thomas recognized Dustpelt, Cloudtail, Graystripe, and Bramblepaw from their descriptions in the Warriors books.

Dustpelt launched the first attack, jumping on the badger's back and sinking his fangs into it's neck. Cloudtail followed, slashing at the badger's legs with lightning speed. The other warriors joined in, Graystripe going for the badger's eyes, and Bramblepaw biting it's tail.

The badger howled with rage as it tried to throw off Dustpelt. The badger quickly swung around to swipe a massive paw at Cloudtail. Cloudtail quickly rolled under the attack, and sprang up to bite the badger's ear.

The badger then realized that it was badly outnumbered, and quickly backed away into the brush. Thomas sighed with relief, only to be bowled over as a fifth ThunderClan cat barreled into his side, pinning him down.

"Who are you?!" asked the cat, who Thomas recognized as Longtail. Thomas could only lie there and struggle; he was too scared to speak.

"Your fear scent is overwhelming." Longtail said. "The others can smell your fear too. Graystripe!" Longtail called.

Graystripe came up to the pair, and looked down on Thomas. "What do you suppose we do with this one?" Longtail asked Graystripe, not taking his eyes off Thomas for a moment.

"We'll take him back to camp, and have him explain himself to Firestar." Graystripe answered. He turned around and summoned the Thunderclan warriors with a flick of his tail.

The ThunderClan warriors made a circle around Thomas, to prevent an attempted escape. Thomas sighed. What can I do now?

* * *

Firestar sat in Cinderpelt's den, waiting for his wounds to have a poultice put on them. There were quite a few other cats inside the den too. Cinderpelt approached Firestar for a third time. "Cinderpelt, tend to the others' wounds first." he ordered.

She nodded, and limped off, due to an old injury on the Thunderpath. After Cinderpelt had helped the others, she limped back over to Firestar. She spat out the juice of a marigold poultice onto his wounds.

"You fought well today Firestar." Cinderpelt said, keeping her eyes on Firestar's wounds. Firestar shifted on his paws uncomfortably.

"All of the clans fought well today. If LionClan hadn't come together, all of the forest clans would have been driven off or killed." Firestar replied.

"Bluestar made a good choice in making you her deputy." Cinderpelt said, seemingly oblivious to Firestar's last comment.

Firestar felt a pang as he remembered ThunderClan's previous leader, Bluestar. She had sacrificed her own life to save Firestar from a pack of ravenous dogs Tigerstar had used to try and destroy ThunderClan. She had taken the dog pack over the gorge on RiverClan's side of the border. Unfortunately, Bluestar had fallen into the river too. The current had been too strong, and the old ThunderClan leader had died on the riverbank.

From the first day Firestar had arrived in ThunderClan as a kittypet, Bluestar had known he had a special destiny. Spottedleaf, the medicine cat before the last, had received a prophecy from StarClan.

Fire will save the clan.

* * *

Thomas padded in the center of the other cats on the way to the ThunderClan camp. Even though he was currently a prisoner, he couldn't help but anticipate the arrival at the ThunderClan camp. Everything looked so different through the eyes of a cat. The trees looked a hundred times bigger than through a humans eyes, and Thomas couldn't suppress the urge to climb one.

Thomas's thoughts were quickly interrupted when he stumbled over a rock.

"Eyes ahead mouse-brain!" Dustpelt growled.

Ugh, Thomas thought. This is going to be worse than I thought.

After a few more minutes, they had arrived at the ravine leading down to the ThunderClan camp. As they descended, Thomas recognized the entrance to the ThunderClan camp, the gorse-tunnel.

"Move." Longtail meowed, prodding Thomas in the side. The cats made their way into the gorse-tunnel, and into the heart of the ThunderClan camp.

A few cats were still up this late; some socializing, others sharing tongues (1), and a few were in the medicine cat's clearing. The fresh-kill pile lay on the side of the clearing. A cat was heading towards it.

"Brackenfur!" Graystripe called. The cat plodded over.

"Fetch Firestar." Graystripe ordered.

* * *

After Firestar received treatment for his wounds, he had went straight to his den to call it a night. The leaf-fall weather offered no remorse, it's harsh wind blowing in the hollow under the Highrock. Firestar fell asleep as soon as his eyes shut.

Firestar opened his eyes to see a green, grassy clearing. There was a strange shiny object in the middle of the clearing. Next to the strange-looking object was a cream colored tom. A few fox-lengths away lay another shiny object. This one was surrounded by twelve odd-colored cats. Suddenly, Firestar became aware of Spottedleaf's scent.

"Take heed of what you have seen Firestar, for thi-" Spottedleaf began.

"FIRESTAR!"

Firestar sprang to his paws panting heavily. He was aware of Brackenfur staring at him quizzically.

"Graystripe called for you." Brackenfur said, bowing his head then retreating from the den.

Firestar padded out of his den to see what ThunderClan's new deputy wanted. His jaw dropped when he saw a circle of his warriors surrounding the same tom from his dream.

"Graystripe!" called Firestar.

Graystripe padded over to Firestar, beckoning for the prisoner to follow. The tom looked nervous about being under the hostile gazes from the rest of the clan members. His fear scent was quite powerful.

Firestar looked around him, taking note of all the cats that had gathered in the center of the clearing. "Back to your dens!" he ordered "The prisoner shall join Graystripe and I in my den."

Turning back towards his den, Firestar motioned for the others to follow. Once they were in his den, Firestar spoke. "Make yourself comfortable." he told the prisoner.

Thomas gladly accepted the offer; laying down on the soft dirt floor. "Graystripe, report what happened." Firestar ordered.

"We were going alongside the ShadowClan border when Dustpelt heard some lumbering through the undergrowth. We went to investigate, and caught sight of a badger."

"Go on." Firestar said. Badgers were very dangerous if provoked, and the odds of beating one in a one on one fight wasn't very likely.

"Myself and the rest of the night patrol quickly drove it off. Longtail was in the bushes, keeping an eye out for any ShadowClan cats, when he caught sight of this one." he said, flicking his tail towards Thomas.

Thomas dropped his ears nervously as Firestar turned to him.

"What is your name?" Firestar asked.

Thomas had always wanted to come up with a warrior name. "Irontooth" he said.

Firestar and Graystripe stared at each-other questioningly. "What is this 'iron' you speak of?" Graystripe finally asked.

Dammit. Thomas sighed. "The name's Thomas." he said.

Firestar wasn't surprised by the kittypet name. This cat reeked strongly of Twolegs. "Are you a kittypet?" asked Firestar.

"Yeah." Thomas replied, not wanting to say anything else totally stupid.

"What are you doing in the forest?" Firestar asked, turning away for a moment. Thomas wondered why, but then remembered that Firestar himself had been a kittypet a long time ago.

"Uh, yeah... about that." Thomas said, flicking his eyes towards Graystripe. Firestar sighed.

"Graystripe is my closest friend; he can hear anything you have to tell me." Firestar told Thomas, narrowing his eyes.

"Can I tell you tomorrow?" asked Thomas suddenly. He didn't want to make things awkward before he tested out his invention's exit process. It was quite simple actually; all you had to do was fall asleep, and then Voila! You were back in the real world.

Firestar hesitated for a moment, but then sighed in resignation. "Fine. At dawn tomorrow, no later."

"Thanks Firestar." Thomas said, bowing his head. Graystripe led him out of the den.

Firestar stayed up for a while longer, wondering what Spottedleaf had tried to warn him about.

* * *

Graystripe took Thomas over to a warrior called Thornclaw. "Show him the prisoner's nest. And keep guards posted.I wouldn't trust this one for a second." Graystripe said. Thornclaw bowed his head, acknowledging the deputy's order.

"Follow me." Thornclaw ordered Thomas. Thomas followed the warrior over to a fallen tree that appeared to be hollowed out.

"This is where you'll sleep." Thornclaw said, nodding his head at a pile of wet moss on the ground.

"Okay." Thomas responded, to tired to argue about the wet moss.

"And I wouldn't try anything if I were you." Thornclaw added before turning away. "There will be guards posted all night. They'll have you pinned down before you can say 'mouse'" Thornclaw warned.

After Thornclaw had retired to his nest, a white warrior padded outside to keep watch on Thomas. The warrior, who Thomas knew was Cloudtail, stared down at him with a cold gaze.

Whatever, Thomas thought, laying down in the moss to catch some sleep.

No matter how hard he tried, Thomas could not fall asleep. Every time he felt as if he was going into REM, scenes of My Little Pony kept going through his mind. Again, and again, and again. Eventually, Thomas finally decided to deal with the colorful scenes and childish speech, and just went to sleep. Eventually, the scenes came to a part where the ponies had turned into cats.

What the hell? This just keeps getting weirder and weirder... Thomas thought, wondering if he would ever wake up as Thomas(human) again.


(1): As one of my viewers brought up, for those of you who haven't read Warriors, 'sharing tongues' means cleaning each other's fur; NOT a sexual term.