A Change in Fate

[eve]

Prologue
Fireheart sped away across the clearing. Cinderpaw sprinted after him. “Fireheart, wait!” she called.
“Go back to your den, Cinderpaw.” he meowed over his shoulder without slowing down.
“But I could go and give Tigerclaw the message while you get the catnip!”
Fireheart stopped in his tracks and turned to face his young apprentice. “Cinderpaw, if there are any ShadowClan warriors around, you need to stay in camp.” Cinderpaw was crushed.
“Go back to your den!” he growled one final time and then took off.
Why didn’t he let me go? she thought bitterly. Cinderpaw didn’t care though, she kept racing forward toward Tigerclaw.
She finally spotted the ash tree Dustpaw had told Fireheart about. She realized that it was right next to the Thunderpath. She was in the process of crossing the Thunderpath when, suddenly she was startled by the sound of an approaching monster. She was so frightened that she couldn’t move. The monster was surely going to hit her!
“Watch out!” Cinderpaw was knocked to the ground.
Almost immediately after, a high-pitched screech filled her ears. The noise of the monster had finally died down.
When Cinderpaw looked up she saw a sand-colored cat lying next to the Thunderpath motionless.
“Sandpaw!” she heard Fireheart yell from somewhere behind her.
She turned around to see the tom running toward the hurt she-cat behind her. Cinderpaw felt a pang of guilt stab at her heart like the sharpest claw.
“She’s still alive,” she began softly. “But she needs to get back to camp quickly.


Cinderpaw and Fireheart carefully set Sandpaw’s body down in a nest in the Medicine cat’s den. Yellowfang started treating her wounds immediately. Cinderpaw walked outside Yellowfang’s den and to the apprentices’ den. Brackenpaw came out of the den and sat beside her. He must have heard already… she thought. He gave her comforting licks on her head.
Fireheart then walked out of Yellowfang’s den.
“I’m so sorry, Fireheart.”
Fireheart glared at her and went into the warriors’ den. She winced. That look made Cinderpaw feel like she got a claw raked across her pelt. She sighed and went into her nest and curled up. She slowly feel asleep having nothing but blank dreams which were worse than any nightmare…
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This is kind of like a fan-fiction. It's what I think should have happened if Cinderpaw hadn't get hit on the thunderpath.

Also I did use some of Erin Hunter's words to start it off. If you want to see where, it is:
Series: First Arc
Book: 2; Fire and Ice
Page: 173-175

Characters (c) Erin Hunter
Scenes (c) Erin Hunter
Plot (c) EeveesEatPopcorn/Mintpaw

Hope you enjoyed ^^ Please comment and tell me what you think!

[eve]

Chapter 1
“Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highrock for a Clan meeting.” yowled Bluestar.
Cinderpaw raced out of the den excitedly. She was finally going to become a warrior!
“Brackenpaw, Cinderpaw, step forward.” Cinderpaw and her brother Brackenpaw moved to stand in front of the Clan. Frostfur, their mother, was standing in front. A proud look on her face.
Bluestar jumped down from Highrock and stood in front of Cinderpaw and her brother.
“Brackenpaw, Cinderpaw,” she mewed. “You are now ready to become warriors.” Cinderpaw was shaking with anticipation.
“I, Bluestar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on these apprentices. They have trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you in their turn.” she fixed her gaze on Brackenpaw, then her eyes slowly turned to Cinderpaw. “Brackenpaw, Cinderpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan even at the cost of your own lives?”
“I do,” said Brackenpaw proudly.
“I do,” repeated Cinderpaw quietly.
“Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Brackenpaw from this moment on you will be known as Brackenfur. StarClan honors you for your forethought and your determination, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan.
“Brackenfur, Brackenfur!” Cinderpaw shouted, the loudest of the whole Clan.
Then Bluestar turned her bright gaze toward Cinderpaw.
“Cinderpaw, by the powers of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Cinderpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Cinderpelt! StarClan honors you for your honesty and your bravery, and we welcome you as a full warrior of ThunderClan.”
“Cinderpelt, Cinderpelt!” The Clan started shouting.
Cinderpelt looked over at the Medicine cat den to see Sandpaw looking at her with a smile. Cinderpelt could see the sadness in her eyes. She couldn’t help but feel guilty. She knew that because Sandpaw’s leg was crumpled that she was never going to be a warrior. But does she know that? Cinderpelt thought.
“Good job, Cinderpelt! You’ll be a great warrior!” Fireheart congratulated her.
“Thanks, Fireheart! I had a great mentor!” she purred.
Fireheart’s eyes showed pride.

Later that afternoon, the medicine cats got ready to go to the Moonstone. Cinderpelt noticed that Sandpaw was following Yellowfang out of camp. Is she training to be a Medicine cat because she can no longer be a warrior? She thought. She shook the thought away. She couldn’t think about anything, tonight she would have to sit vigil, and that is what she had to worry about. But this night might be the longest night of her life.
She was startled awake by the sound of Bluestar’s voice. She had barely gotten any sleep. Her and Brackenfur we’re out long past Moon-High.
When Cinderpelt walked outside of the den, Sandpaw was sitting next to Yellowfang. Bluestar was on the Highrock. Most of the cats had already gathered.
“All of you saw Sandpaw leave yesterday with Yellowfang. This is because Sandpaw is training to be a Medicine cat. Ever since the horrible accident on the Thunderpath, Sandpaw has been helping Yellowfang.” Bluestar seemed to choke when she talked about what happened. “So last night at Moonstone, Sandpaw got her warrior name. Sandpaw is now Sandstorm!”
“Sandstorm, Sandstorm!” The Clan seemed happy that now she actually had a place in the Clan. Sandstorm look that way, too.
“Am happy for you.” Cinderpelt smiled slightly walking up to Sandstorm. “I only wish it was me..”
“Don’t say that!” Sandstorm mewed harshly. “I don’t regret saving you.”
“But it’s my fault!”
“No, it’s mine I didn’t have to jump out in front of that monster…”
Cinderpelt didn’t have anything else to say so she walked away slowly. She sighed and curled up in her nest trying to sleep for just a few more moments…

“Cinderpelt…” A paw prodded her side.
She jumped up, awake and alert. “Huh?” She looked at the cat that woke her. It was Spottedleaf.
“Hello, Cinderpelt, I bet you know who I am.” Spottedleaf mewed.
“Yes,” she nodded. “ I have heard many stories about you…”
“Fireheart talks about me all the time doesn’t he?” she faintly smiles. “But I did not come to talk to you about Fireheart. I need to talk about something more than that. Cinderpelt, Sandstorm was not supposed to get hit by that monster.”
Cinderpelt gulped.
“It was supposed to be you who got hit by the monster…”
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I did use some words for the real story with when Brackenfur became a warrior. Wanna know where? Well here it is:
Series: First Arc
Book: 3; Forest of Secrets
Page: 213-214

Characters (c) Erin Hunter
Scenes (c) Erin Hunter
Plot (c) ~EeveesEatPopcorn/Mintpaw