"PEOPLE OF THUNDERCLAN!" roared a powerful voice, shaking the camp. Cats stood to attention, crawling out of their nests into the middle of camp where Catstar stood, her pelt shining in the afternoon sun. Kits, apprentices, queens, warriors and elders gathered in a large circle around Catstar, wondering what was going on. Vladmirsoup stood slightly behind Catstar apprehensively. Medicinecat watched on, worried. There was a traitor in their midst..., who could it be?
"It has come to my attention that some of you...," Catstar paused for dramatic effect. Everybody held their breaths. After a few minutes, Vladmirsoup prodded Catstar gentle on her back.
"Erm...," he urged her to continue.
"Sorry, I lost my line of thought," Catstar whispered back. "Can you get me a burger, I'm feeling peckish."
"Y-you were going to take care of the traitor in our midst," Vladmirsoup reminded.
"Right right... but the burger first. I've got priorities," Catstar muttered under her breath. Vladmirsoup nodded although he didn't know where he could possibly get a burger.
"Are planning on killing me," finished Catstar finally. A few cats were faint as they had held their breaths for almost five minutes waiting for Catstar to finish her sentence. As her words sunnk in, there were gasps of disbeliefs and murmurs of conspiracy. The true traitors were huddled in the back of the crowd, trying to peer over the heads but unable to push through to the front.
"What... how does she know?" whispered Greyrejected.
"Medicinecat, our Medicine cat... brought this to my attention this morning... well, like a few minutes ago actually," Catstar announced, her eyes scanning the clearing. Her stomach growled angrily.
"Are you kidding!" Runningnose exclaimed. "who would want to do that?"
"Yeah, we would never!" Tigerthorn agreed.
"Shut up, nobody cares about you," hissed Catstar to both Runningnose and Tigerthorn. She turned back to the rest of her Clan. She realised that she did care about them. They were her family but some of them were not who they said they were. She rolled her eyes realising who it was.
"It's you isn't it, Staryeet?" Catstar sighed in disappointement. "You were so mad that your place as leader was taken away that you decided you wanted to kill me."
"Ah... I what? I'm the one that gave you the role!" cried Staryeet.
"Don't lie to me! We both know full well that it was you... I mean, I am the rightful leader and you're just jealous," Catstar accused.
"I made you leader!" exclaimed Staryeet once more. Cats were eyeing him in disgust and some started to growl. "I swear it isn't me!"
"What are we going to do?" whispered Sidekicksoup under his breath.
"Let me think... Let's see what she says first. Maybe she'll throw Staryeet out and our plan can be carried out just as planned tonight," whispered Blackpoop intently.
"I'm kidding... I'm kidding. It's a prank. HAHHAHHA LMAO YOU WERE TROLLED. I know it wasn't you, don't worry dude," laughed Catstar. Everybody relaxed and a few cats gave Staryeet a pat on the back. He sighed in relief. He was too old for this crap. He was glad he had no more responsibilities like taking care of a whole clan. It wouldn't be his fault if the Clan died because Catstar was a terrible leader. All he had to do was lay back and be old and have apprentices pick ticks off him and finally die of old age.
"Now... to the traitor," Catstar said, looking at every single cat in her Clan. "I want you to come up now. Don't be a coward. Traitor or traitress..."
"What?" interjected Vladmirsoup from behind.
"Traitress..., you know.., like traitor in feminine. I'm not sexist," explained Catstar.
"No what- I... it's ok go on," Vladmirsoup told her.
"ANYWAYS, traitor or traitress..., instead of being a coward and hiding your true self why don't you come out here right now. And challenge me to a one to one fight. If I win, you may take over my Clan..., if you lose..., you will be pooped and peed on and thrown out of the Clan," declared Catstar. "If you do not show yourself.... you are a stinky chickenbutt."
"Should we go?" hissed Greyrejected into Blackpoop's ears.
"No what why? We'd expose ourselves!" retorted Blackpoop.
"But if we don't then we're stinky chickenbutts," Sidekicksoup frowned.
"True...., but... ok fine... we have to go out there. Ready guys?" Blackpoop glanced at Greyrejected and Sidekicksoup. Greyrejected's fur was soaking wet and shining in the sun.
"W- what, did you just take a shower?" asked Blackpoop incredously.
"No. I'm sweating cos I'm nervous," shuddered Greyrejected, his slimy sweat flying everywhere.
"Ew," Sidekicksoup almost puked.
"Follow me," growled Blackpoop.
"Come on show yourelves!" cried Catstar.
"It is us!" roared Blackpoop. The whole Clan was silent, making way for the three elders to walk to the middle of the clearing. Everybody was holding their breaths, shocked at the reveal of the traitors. There were three of them and they were all elders.
"Mmmmmm... Greyrejected I see... you did not age well," sighed Catstar.
"We're the same age!" exclaimed Greyrejected. "I'm like a moon older!"
"Shut up nobody asked," Catstar rolled her eyes. "And did you just take a shower?" Greyrejected shook his head.
"Back to the point," snarled Blackpoop. "We challenge you. All three of us. To a fight. If we win, I take over the Clan."
"What... I thought we were going to share the role," Sidekicksoup exclaimed surprised.
"You're going to be my deputy and Greyrejected can be... I don't know... the medicine cat," huffed Blackpoop. "Anyways, now isn't the time to debate.
"Alright," smiled Catstar, confidence shining in her eyes. "Let's do this. Vladmirsoup.., you have the honour of doing the countdown."
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