(I would have called it Warrior Cats Hunger Games only I haven't watched/read Hunger Games)
Chapter One - The Choice
POV: Tawnypelt
''May all the cats old enough to fight join beneath the Hightree for a Clan meeting!'' Rowanstar yowled, waving his tail in the air. Every single ShadowClan cat, dead or alive, was gathered here unless they had faded away. The former ShadowClan leaders stood beside Rowanstar on lower branches of the Hightree, with the cats at the very bottom the oldest leaders. Tawnypelt's heart sank. A few moons ago, Jayfeather had received a sign from StarClan saying that four cats from each Clan, two toms and two she cats, would enter a whole world of nightmares and fight to the death. The winner, and there could only be one, would be honoured throughout the Clans and bring home to their Clan a lifetime supply of freshkill. Rowanstar heaved a deep breath. ''The first tom tribute will be me, myself.''
Rowanstar? My mate? StarClan, what are you doing to me?
''No, Rowanstar!'' Screeched Dawnpelt.
''We'll fall apart without you!'' Added Tigerheart.
''There will be other leaders here to protect you,'' Rowanstar promised. ''Our first she cat tribute is Dawnpelt!'' Dawnpelt froze.
My poor daughter!
''I... I will do my best to win.'' She croaked, at last.
''The next tom tribute is Redwillow!'' Redwillow let out a low growl.
He's a traitor! Finally a cat I don't mind losing!
''I have been trained by the Dark Forest! I will win!''
''The final she cat tribute is,'' Rowanstar shuffled his paws. ''Tawnypelt.'' Tawnypelt's blood ran cold. Her paws were rooted to the spot. This was her worst nightmare. Why me?
Chapter Two - WindClan's Horrors
POV: Tallstar
Tallstar settled on a peak jutting out near the top of the Juttingrock, his fur trembling. It was the fateful day he knew had been coming, but it was only real now. Onestar stood upon the Juttingrock's top. He licked his chest fur. The usually courageous Clan leader looked terrified. ''Our... our first she-she cat tribute is Ashfoot.''
Onestar's loyal deputy. She has a good shot at winning, but I'd prefer it if Ashfoot didn't enter at all! Ashfoot looked as if she was trying to be brave. ''I will try my best to bring victory to WindClan,'' she shuddered. ''And I will uphold the Warrior Code in everything I do.'' Onestar nodded to her.
''I could not ask more. The first tom tribute is Crowfeather.''
Ashfoot's son, and another brave warrior! He may have broken the Warrior Code, but he is one cat I did not want to be chosen!
Crowfeather padded forwards.
''Are you sure, Onestar?''
''I am sure,'' mewed Onestar. ''Sorry.'' Crowfeather yowled.
''Then I will win! Do not fear, WindClan, I shall return alive!'' The audience cheered, and Ashfoot shuffled her paws. ''Good luck,'' Onestar replied. ''Our second she cat tribute is Heathertail!''
Mmm... yeah, good luck. Heathertail's eyes widened.
''Out of any WindClan cat,'' she whispered. ''It was me?''
''Yes,'' replied Onestar. ''It had to be someone!'' Heathertail slumped back down. Her fear scent wafted around the camp, making Tallstar tremble. ''The second tom tribute is... Tallstar!'' For a moment, Tallstar couldn't move. All of a sudden, emotions gushed through him like river water. No, no, no! I can't do this! StarClan, help me!
Chapter Three - RiverClan's Announcement
POV: Oakheart
Oakheart felt as if his heart was about to burst out of his chest. His daughter, Mistystar, surveyed the Clan. ''Welcome, past and present warriors of RiverClan!'' she declared, loudly and clearing. She was trying to be confident, Oakheart knew, and he felt pity rush down him. He was glad he would not be the one to deliver this fateful news. ''As you know, the fight to the death is coming. It will cause pain for every cat, and there can only be one winner... but it shall be from RiverClan!''
''RiverClan! RiverClan! RiverClan!'' The gathered cats cheered.
''Our first she cat contestant is... Leopardstar!''
Leopardstar was a great leader, and I am sad to see her go, but at least Mistystar is safe - for now.
The former RiverClan leader sprang to her paws. Fear flared in her eyes, but her mew was confident and brave. ''I will do my best to bring glory to RiverClan.'' She promised, before stepping back.
''We will remember you as the greatest warrior ever,'' Mistystar promised. ''Our first tom is... Hawkfrost!''
He may have broken the Warrior Code numerous times, but I have sympathy for even him. When all cats share a common threat, rivalries must be put aside. That is what the Warrior Code has taught us!
Hawkfrost's blue eyes shone.
''Finally! I can kill all the cats I want now!''
''Have fun.'' muttered Mistystar. Oakheart's strange feeling of pity swept away in and instant. If Hawkfrost was going in to kill, Oakheart wanted him to die! ''Our next she cat is Silverstream!''
My dear niece! Why oh why?
Silverstream stepped forwards. ''I have fear,'' she admitted. ''So much fear. But I will have courage, and I shall never forget RiverClan!''
''Good,'' replied Mistystar. ''And we shall never forget you. Our final tom is Oakheart!'' Oakheart wanted to yowl to the sky. He must have heard wrong? Surely he hadn't been chosen! What's going on?
Chapter Four - ThunderClan's Decision
POV: Hollyleaf
Hollyleaf sat in ThunderClan's camp. Her gaze was fixed on Bramblestar - the Clan leader looked horrified. ''I didn't want this to happen,'' the tabby was croaking. ''But Jayfeather has never been wrong before. We must send four cats to their deaths.'' Wails of grief rose from the crowd, and everybody huddled closer together. ''Who shall go?'' Yowled Rosepetal.
''Yes, tell us!'' Agreed Redtail.
''Of course,'' Bramblestar sighed. ''Our first tom is Lionblaze.''
If only Lionblaze still had his power! Then my brother would be safe!
Lionblaze heaved a deep breath. ''I am proud to represent my Clan,'' he mewed. ''And I will never forget you.'' He turned to gaze at Cinderheart - no words need be said.
''I admire your courage,'' Bramblestar mewed. ''Good luck, Lionblaze. Our she cat is Dovewing!''
I'm sorry, Dovewing, but I'd rather my brother came back alive than you...
Dovewing shook her head. ''No, I won't do it.''
''You have to.'' Bramblestar replied.
''But I'll die!'' Insisted Dovewing.
''You'll be remembered as a hero.'' Bramblestar coaxed.
''I'm a hero already.'' Bramblestar looked frustrated.
''StarClan have spoken! Please, Dovewing!'' Dovewing sighed, stepping back and grumbling.
''Our final tom is Redtail!''
I don't know him... but I know Tigerstar killed him. Redtail must be very brave. It is said when a cat fades away, they are forgotten, but I will never forget Redtail, never!
Redtail nodded, bravely. ''I have no fear! I will do what I can!''
''We honour you, Redtail, for your courage and optimism, and wish you the best on your quest. Our final she cat is... Hollyleaf.'' Hollyleaf froze.
What? How?
Chapter Five - The Send Off
POV: Tigerheart
Tigerheart padded over to his trembling mother, sister and father.''Why... me?'' Tawnypelt whispered. ''What did I do to anger you, StarClan?''
''Nothing.'' Tigerheart comforted, licking his mother's ear.
''I'm scared too,'' Rowanstar pressed closer to his mate. ''We'll do this together.''
''But we can't!'' whispered Tawnypelt. ''One of us must die!''
''And whoever it is will watch over the other from StarClan.''
''Wait,'' Tigerheart mewed, suddenly. ''You have nine lives, Rowanstar, so won't you have to die nine times?''
''We all have one life now,'' replied Rowanstar, bleakly. ''The power of this place we're going to will zap away eight of my lives.'' That filled Tigerheart with fear.
What if he survives? Then he'll still only have one life left! Tigerheart decided not to voice his concerns. Dawnpelt heaved a deep breath. ''We all have our destinies,'' she murmured. ''This is ours. If we honour StarClan, that is all that matters.''
''Honour StarClan?'' Redwillow snarled. ''I have no need to honour StarClan! I walk the paths of the Dark Forest already!''
''As soon as the fight to the death begins,'' hissed Dawnpelt. ''I'll rip your fur off!''
''I'd like to see you try.'' He sniffed.