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Stormcry's Prophecy --- Chapter 10
"Stormcry, I don't care that you mated with Solemenstar."
"You don't?" Stormcry asked, very confused. She confessed to Splatbelly what happened between her and the Thundreclan leader earlier that day, now over moon ago.
"No. It wont help our kits if they're torn between fathers. We probably wont know if they're Solemnstar's or mine. But I want to be a father to them. I never had a father and my kits deserve the best."
Stormcry cuddled up to her mate. Full of love for him, she felt like her heart would burst. She looked down as she felt a small kick. The kits were growing, and fast. Stormcry's small body could only hold them for a little over a moon and a half more.
From what she could tell, there were two. She desperately hoped that they were Splatbelly's children. He was the one who loved her, no matter what.
---
The clan hated the idea of Stormcry being a mother.
"I hope your mother and you shared fates." Waspfur said one day later.
"Same to you." Stormcry said devilishly. Then she regretted it immediately.
Waspfur jumped up by this comment. "HOW DARE YOU! My mother was a great cat! You are lucky she let you live, you worthless scum! She gave you life as much as Juniperspots did!"
Stormcry looked down in guilt.
"And my son!" She spat when she said this. "Why would he ever love a cat that will eventally lead to his demise?"
"Waspfur, I love Splatbelly. I would never hurt him. I've never hurt anyone."
Waspfur gave off a wicked smile, "What about the prophecy?"
"Its not mine! It can't be! It's someone else's! I'm not the 'King of all Storms'"
Waspfur looked thoughtful for a while. "You suppose its talking about a tom, since you are a queen." She paused. "You know, I had a prophecy too."
Stormcry cocked her little head. "You did!?"
"Still do," the older queen said. "I believe it goes, 'The stinger of a wasp will stab the heart of the storm, and bring peace again'..." She smiled her wicked smile again.
"You think that's about me. That's why you've hated me all this time."
Waspfur laughed, "Of course! It is about you. Both prophecys tell of you destroying Thunderclan...and me saving it from you."
Stormcry shooked her head violently. "It can't be me! Waspfur! It just can't! I'm not an omen. I would never hurt this clan, despite how much it has hurt me."
"Then who is this 'Storm' if its not you?"
"Well there's Stormfall of Shadowclan and Rashstorm of Riverclan..." She tried to think of any other cats with the word 'Storm' in their name. "There's a kittypet named Storm too!"
Waspfur decided to join Stormcry's arguemnet instead of fighting against, "Maybe its a cat in Starclan...or a cat in the past or future."
The two rivals stared at each other in wonderment. Maybe, today was they day they became true littermates.
---
"STORMCRY! STORMCRY!!"
The she-cat awoke with a start. Her belly was now swollen with her kits, ready to burst anyday. She felt her children squirm as her name was screamed.
"Stormcry, you have a visiter. Its very important." Solemnstar said, poking his head into the nursery.
She walked passed him without looking at him. She nodded when she passed by the deputy, her 'new sister'.
"What is it, Waspfur?"
The ginger tabby pointed with her tail to the camp entrance, where a large tom stood. Suddenly, she thought that Hoaxface had come back, but then the moonlight proved that this tom's fur was blue-gray not brown.
'Blue-gray!' Stormcry thought, 'That's the color of Lushpool's mate.'
Suddenly her heart stopped, 'Why is he here. Something must be wrong!'
She bounded over to the tom, who had a small creature in his mouth. He laid it on the ground, revealing that it was a kitten.
"Lushpool gave birth very late and bled to death... She made me promise that I would give you Speck-kit." Icesplinter said. He pushed his daughter to Stormcry who stood there open mouthed.
"Lushpool's dead?!" She didn't want to believe it. 'Is it my fault? The prophecy! Is this having to do with the prophecy?' Her thoughts screamed at her to ask Waspfur to end her life. But her kits and Lushpool's daughter needed her.
"Thank you, Icesplinter," she said in a weak voice. "I'll take care of her, just like my own."
Icespinter nodded and left with the patrol that brought him.
Stormcry looked down at the little kit. 'Speck-kit, that's a lovely name.'
The kit was snow white, with ginger and blue-gray fur mixed around her head and back. Her small tail had three gray stripes. She was oddly beautiful.
Picking up Speck-kit, Stormcry walked back to the nursery.
She was ready to have her own kits now.
---
"Congratulations Stormcry, Splatbelly, you have two healthy kits."
Twinekit had Stormcry's body and head shape. The only difference was a longer tail. She was definatly Splatbelly's daughter. Her right eye had a large ginger heart over it. Ginger fur also covered her tail and one front paw. Light tabby markings striped her cream colored fur. A white tail tip completed her pelt.
Webkit was large, and painfully obvious Solemnstar's son. His long pelt had dusky brown fur while his stump of a tail, face, ears, and legs were a light shade of gray.
Each one owning a different father baffled Stormcry, who pushed her two kits to join Speck-kit at her belly.
Sunsteps, Juniperspots, and Gustyfoot watched the kits from Starclan. The old deputy leaned over to her medicine cat.
"The prophecy is going to take place soon. I hope the clan is prepared. This storm needs to end before it begins."
Gustyfoot shrugged. "Waspfur will be ready. She knows her destiny."
Juniperspots watched her grandkits and grinned. "Surely this storm isn't as violent as we believe?"
Sunsteps shook her head, "Juniperspots, you have no idea what you have started. Death is just the beginning."
"Stormcry, I don't care that you mated with Solemenstar."
"You don't?" Stormcry asked, very confused. She confessed to Splatbelly what happened between her and the Thundreclan leader earlier that day, now over moon ago.
"No. It wont help our kits if they're torn between fathers. We probably wont know if they're Solemnstar's or mine. But I want to be a father to them. I never had a father and my kits deserve the best."
Stormcry cuddled up to her mate. Full of love for him, she felt like her heart would burst. She looked down as she felt a small kick. The kits were growing, and fast. Stormcry's small body could only hold them for a little over a moon and a half more.
From what she could tell, there were two. She desperately hoped that they were Splatbelly's children. He was the one who loved her, no matter what.
---
The clan hated the idea of Stormcry being a mother.
"I hope your mother and you shared fates." Waspfur said one day later.
"Same to you." Stormcry said devilishly. Then she regretted it immediately.
Waspfur jumped up by this comment. "HOW DARE YOU! My mother was a great cat! You are lucky she let you live, you worthless scum! She gave you life as much as Juniperspots did!"
Stormcry looked down in guilt.
"And my son!" She spat when she said this. "Why would he ever love a cat that will eventally lead to his demise?"
"Waspfur, I love Splatbelly. I would never hurt him. I've never hurt anyone."
Waspfur gave off a wicked smile, "What about the prophecy?"
"Its not mine! It can't be! It's someone else's! I'm not the 'King of all Storms'"
Waspfur looked thoughtful for a while. "You suppose its talking about a tom, since you are a queen." She paused. "You know, I had a prophecy too."
Stormcry cocked her little head. "You did!?"
"Still do," the older queen said. "I believe it goes, 'The stinger of a wasp will stab the heart of the storm, and bring peace again'..." She smiled her wicked smile again.
"You think that's about me. That's why you've hated me all this time."
Waspfur laughed, "Of course! It is about you. Both prophecys tell of you destroying Thunderclan...and me saving it from you."
Stormcry shooked her head violently. "It can't be me! Waspfur! It just can't! I'm not an omen. I would never hurt this clan, despite how much it has hurt me."
"Then who is this 'Storm' if its not you?"
"Well there's Stormfall of Shadowclan and Rashstorm of Riverclan..." She tried to think of any other cats with the word 'Storm' in their name. "There's a kittypet named Storm too!"
Waspfur decided to join Stormcry's arguemnet instead of fighting against, "Maybe its a cat in Starclan...or a cat in the past or future."
The two rivals stared at each other in wonderment. Maybe, today was they day they became true littermates.
---
"STORMCRY! STORMCRY!!"
The she-cat awoke with a start. Her belly was now swollen with her kits, ready to burst anyday. She felt her children squirm as her name was screamed.
"Stormcry, you have a visiter. Its very important." Solemnstar said, poking his head into the nursery.
She walked passed him without looking at him. She nodded when she passed by the deputy, her 'new sister'.
"What is it, Waspfur?"
The ginger tabby pointed with her tail to the camp entrance, where a large tom stood. Suddenly, she thought that Hoaxface had come back, but then the moonlight proved that this tom's fur was blue-gray not brown.
'Blue-gray!' Stormcry thought, 'That's the color of Lushpool's mate.'
Suddenly her heart stopped, 'Why is he here. Something must be wrong!'
She bounded over to the tom, who had a small creature in his mouth. He laid it on the ground, revealing that it was a kitten.
"Lushpool gave birth very late and bled to death... She made me promise that I would give you Speck-kit." Icesplinter said. He pushed his daughter to Stormcry who stood there open mouthed.
"Lushpool's dead?!" She didn't want to believe it. 'Is it my fault? The prophecy! Is this having to do with the prophecy?' Her thoughts screamed at her to ask Waspfur to end her life. But her kits and Lushpool's daughter needed her.
"Thank you, Icesplinter," she said in a weak voice. "I'll take care of her, just like my own."
Icespinter nodded and left with the patrol that brought him.
Stormcry looked down at the little kit. 'Speck-kit, that's a lovely name.'
The kit was snow white, with ginger and blue-gray fur mixed around her head and back. Her small tail had three gray stripes. She was oddly beautiful.
Picking up Speck-kit, Stormcry walked back to the nursery.
She was ready to have her own kits now.
---
"Congratulations Stormcry, Splatbelly, you have two healthy kits."
Twinekit had Stormcry's body and head shape. The only difference was a longer tail. She was definatly Splatbelly's daughter. Her right eye had a large ginger heart over it. Ginger fur also covered her tail and one front paw. Light tabby markings striped her cream colored fur. A white tail tip completed her pelt.
Webkit was large, and painfully obvious Solemnstar's son. His long pelt had dusky brown fur while his stump of a tail, face, ears, and legs were a light shade of gray.
Each one owning a different father baffled Stormcry, who pushed her two kits to join Speck-kit at her belly.
Sunsteps, Juniperspots, and Gustyfoot watched the kits from Starclan. The old deputy leaned over to her medicine cat.
"The prophecy is going to take place soon. I hope the clan is prepared. This storm needs to end before it begins."
Gustyfoot shrugged. "Waspfur will be ready. She knows her destiny."
Juniperspots watched her grandkits and grinned. "Surely this storm isn't as violent as we believe?"
Sunsteps shook her head, "Juniperspots, you have no idea what you have started. Death is just the beginning."
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This is actually the last chapter of the story. I'm planning on making the sequel right now if you guys are interested.
If I do make the new story, Stormcry will no longer be the main character, and her kits will be instead.
How does that sound? I'd like to hear any ideas you have for the story, what you think of this ending...etc.
Warriors (c) Erin Hunter
Story and Characters (c) Shadowgaze
This is actually the last chapter of the story. I'm planning on making the sequel right now if you guys are interested.
If I do make the new story, Stormcry will no longer be the main character, and her kits will be instead.
How does that sound? I'd like to hear any ideas you have for the story, what you think of this ending...etc.
Warriors (c) Erin Hunter
Story and Characters (c) Shadowgaze
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That is actually very possible for a cat to give birth and one kitten belongs to one cat and the other kitten belong to another cat. It's very weird.