World War 3

The apocalypse has come! The government has put a price on the head of anyone who is a part of a fandom. Now it is time for the fandoms to join together as one to take down the government. Many challenges face the fandoms the biggest is being able to cooperate with one another.

Also we need some names for the different fandom members, so if anyone wants to submit a name we will make it a character in the story for that fandom. Thanks!


7. Chapter 6

      Greypelt disappeared behind a clump of reeds. I hesitated before entering. I knew how the Clan would react to my returning and I had to be ready. Taking a deep breath I stepped after Greypelt. The camp was in the shelter of a huge ledge that has a waterfall running over the side. The leader's den was underneath the waterfall, the warriors den was near the patch of reeds that I had just entered through. The apprentices den was on the opposite side of the entrance, next to the apprentices den was the nursery. Opposite from the nursery was the medicine cat's den. I stepped out of the reeds into the bright afternoon light. Greypelt had disappeared and all of the other clan members who happened to have been walking around the camp turned to look at me. I could feel the uncomfortable gaze of everyone looking at me. I started forward not acknowledging the fact that I knew that I was being watched, I headed towards the leader's den. When I was about half way across the camp people started coming over and greeting me.

      "Ashheart! It's so good to see you!"

      "Welcome back."

      "Where did you go?" asked an apprentice that I recognized as Frostpaw. Questions came flying from every direction and I was a bit overwhelmed. Then the crowd of people parted and Lakestar came forwards followed by Greypelt. "Greetings, Ashheart." Lakestar said. I dipped my head and replied, "Lakestar." The people gathered around us started to leave until soon it was just Lakestar, Greypelt, and I. "We've got lost to discuss I presume." "Yes," I said and followed Lakestar into his den. The den was dark and misty. The sound of the waterfall could faintly be heard and as I sat on the floor I started to tell Lakestar about the notice about the fandoms. Leaving out the part about the Heroes of Olympus fandom. When I had finished Lakestar stood and started pacing around the den. "This certainly spells disaster for the clans. But perhaps Starclan will know what to do." Lakestar said turning to me. "We should leave at once if we are to arrive there by dusk." Lakestar turned to Greypelt, "watch over the camp while we are away." Greypelt dipped his head, "Yes, Lakestar." Lakestar nodded at Greypelt then waved a hand at me. "Come," he said, "we mustn't delay." I followed him out of the den and once more across the camp. This time no one seemed to notice us; thank Starclan! I pushed the reeds aside and followed Lakestar through Riverclan territory.


      Dusk had fallen, Lakestar and I sat outside of a "cave." It was actually a log cabin where the elders of the clan went after their fake deaths. But the walls were painted a dark grey making it look like a cave. Lakestar and I were waiting until the moon had risen to its highest. The night was deathly silent as we waited. My mind began to wander as I looked at the stars. I thought back to a year ago when Grasspool, Riverclan's deputy had left. There were rumors flying all around the camp that I would be chosen as the new deputy. The rumors were then confirmed when Lakestar asked me if I were made deputy then would I stay in the clan permanently. To this I was flattered but I had to refuse, my life did not just lie with the Warriors fandom. So Greypelt became the clan's new deputy. And now that I was back I realized that Greypelt had not known that I was the first choice for deputy. Otherwise she would have been hostile towards me when she found me. I sighed why did life have to be so complicated? I looked towards the "cave" again and noticed that it was time to speak with Starclan.

      Lakestar and I made our way over to the "cave" knocking quietly on the door. A light went on, then slowly the door opened. It looked just like the inside of a cabin only this cabin was filled with people of all ages talking, laughing, and wearing cat ears. This was Starclan.

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