Rustpelt (a warriors fanfic)

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Rustpelt (a warriors fanfic)
Topic Started: Jul 5 2008, 08:38 AM (66 Views)
Number One	Jul 5 2008, 08:38 AM Post #1
Administrator Posts: 76 Group: Admins Member #1 Joined: Jun 25, 2008 gender male	I made this a while ago as my Bio example for my Thunderclan deputy on another site. If you've never read the series... it's about a bunch of cats that kill each other for really stupid reasons. “You die now, fox dung!” Rustpelt screamed as he loaded another clip into his cat-powered Gatling gun. He swept through the Shadowclan camp as the thousands of possessed Shadowclan warriors fell before him. Giant flying demon cats flew out of the sky and shot fireballs at the tom, but he retaliated with his powerful laser vision and they were burnt to a crisp. He double front-flipped over the giant MechaCat guarding the leader’s den and shot his rocket paws from behind him, smashing the robot to pieces as it gave out its last earsplitting roar. The paws quickly flew back to his arms and he licked them back into place, taking a quick break to groom his fur. Finally, sensing that the mutated Shadowclan leader was quickly approaching, he switched back to battle mode and prepared for the worst. “WHO DARES DEFILE MY CAMPGROUND?” a tremendous voice boomed, and the earth quaked as it’s footsteps approached. Finally, a massive, cat/dinosaur hybrid stomped into the center of the den, it’s enormous green tentacles swinging out of it’s back. The Rustpelt leader roared as it’s huge head spied Rustpelt, it’s six eyes fixated on the intruder. A massive tentacle slammed into the ground, and the Thunderclan deputy barely managed to dive out of the way before being crushed. The warrior shot several rounds at the beast, and blood trickled out of it’s thick hide, but it hardly seemed to notice. Realizing that the battle was futile, he turned and began to run out of the den. Rustpelt dived out of the leader’s den as a huge blast of fire raced towards him, singing the back of his fur. He backed into the center of the camp, using his laser vision at full blast in a futile attempt to halt the approaching beast. Finally out in the sunlight, the Shadowclan leader stood on his hind legs and roared loudly, now over 10 feet tall. The beast lifted one of it’s claws for a finishing blow, and Rustpelt prayed to StarClan that his reinforcements would soon arrive. Suddenly, a huge explosion bored into the side of the Shadowclan leader and he was knocked several feet sideways. Rustpelt looked up and saw the clear outline of a CatChopper, it’s propellers spinning rapidly about 200 feet about the trees. A leg waved out of the driver’s side of the chopper and the deputy immediately recognized the distinctive white stripe on his paw- a Thunderclan warrior! “Thank my stars!” Rustpelt thought, as he waved his tail and ran to the entrance of the camp. Several more rockets flew out of the air vessel and smacked into the disoriented Shadowclan leader, sending it reeling. The monster slammed into the ground, and didn’t recover. The chopper descended to the ground and a long ladder was quickly thrown out it’s side. The deputy jumped onto the ladder and clasped his legs onto the bottom rungs, hanging on for dear life. The chopper began to ascend, and he looked back for one last glance at the devastated Shadowclan camp. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the gargantuan beast slowly pull it's head upwards at them and open it's mouth wider and wider until the rest of it's body was barely visible. Suddenly, an enormous gust of wind began to pull the chopper back towards the earth. Trees, leaves, birds, and even parts of the camp were sucked into the massive throat of the beast as it an enormous cyclone seemed to pour into it's mouth. It's stomach and body seemed to become larger and larger and it's mouth grew and grew as more of the surroundings poured into it's inside. Pieces of the CatChopper broke off and fell into the gigantic mouth as it struggled to stay airborne. All Rustpelt could see now was an enormous dark chasm leading into the innards of the beast, slowly pulling him closer... Rustpelt felt his legs weaken as he slipped off the ladder... The panicked face of his Thunderclan ally yelled out something, but he couldn't hear it under the rushing wind... Blackness began to surrounded him now. He fell deeper and deeper into the seemingly endless stomach of the beast... Cries seemed to echo around him as the sky disappeared into a prick, and- “Get up, Ruspelt!” a voice rang in his ears. The Thunderclan cat was knocked to his senses as he stared blindly around the now bright Thunderclan camp. “Don't you have some patrols to organize or something?” the voice continued. Rustpelt looked wearily around and saw the familiar features of the warriors den come into focus. He stared up and saw Pincerclaw, the same warrior he saw in the chopper. Rustpelt turned over and groaned, trying to focus long enough to figure out what was going on. “You were yelling on about something. The other warriors wanted me to wake you up earlier, but I thought-” “You mean... I was asleep? I mean, of course I was asleep, can't a cat get some rest around here?” he forced himself up and looked around the den, still somewhat groggy. “Oh yeah. The patrols. Would you mind taking Dewfoot and Morsepelt and bringing back some grub? I really need a drink right now,” Rustpelt growled, and stumbled out of the camp without waiting for a response. He headed towards the nearest stream and tried to push away the thoughts of him making a fool of himself during his “great attack on the Shadowclan”...



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