An Old Flame Renewed (PG)

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Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.
An Old Flame Renewed
Prologue:
Firestar sat in his den alone. It was strange, this loneliness that had recently overcome him. Being around Sandstorm and his Clan just didn’t seem like enough. Why? He wondered, but Firestar already knew the answer to the question. He missed Cinderpelt. The she-cat had earned a special place in his heart and when she died, well he hadn’t been the same since. Firestar let out a deep sigh. Why can’t anything go right for once? He thought bitterly. Nothing good ever lasted. The life he led right now was a tough one indeed. I wonder, he thought to himself suddenly, what would have happened if she hadn’t been in that accident? She wouldn’t have nearly lost her leg and become a medicine cat. Maybe things could have been good for once. Firestar dozed off with that last thought.
“I tire of your complaining.” A voice whispered.
Firestar jerked his head up. He knew he was sleeping. “Spottedleaf?” He called.
“Yes, it is me.” Spottedleaf replied. Her voice sounded like honey to his ears. “Why do you always think about her?” She asked rather abruptly.
The question threw Firestar of guard. “I wish things could have been different.” He responded after a moment of thinking.
Spottedleaf showed no reaction to his answer. “Would you give up the life you have now to go back and save her?” She asked softly.
Firestar’s eyes lit up. “Of course I would! Everything would have been much better if I hadn’t let her go!”
Spottedleaf looked a little bit disappointed. “That’s what you think?”
“I know it would have been.” He retorted.
“Fine then, I’ll send you back.” Spottedleaf turned away from him.
Firestar looked confused. “You can do that?”
Spottedleaf nodded. “Of course I can. Do you think us dead cats are as powerless as you?” She said without turning around.
“Will I be able to change things?” Firestar asked. He could feel the excitement building up in his chest. “I mean, what’s going to stop everything from repeating itself?”
“You won’t forget that you’ve gone back in time. That way you can save her.” Spottedleaf said with a slight edge to her voice.
“Send me back then!” Firestar said excitedly.
Spottedleaf turned suddenly towards him. “If you’re sure…”
Firestar nodded. “Of course I am!” Just like that, he started to disappear. It was an odd sensation he thought.
“I have renewed you.” Spottedleaf said quickly before he vanished. “Just remember, Cinderpelt isn’t the only one you have to watch out for. You’re actions will have dire consequences.” She spat the last bit out, and Firestar it seemed she was mad at him.
Firestar nodded. “Of course.” And he vanished.

I don’t know if anyone has done a story like this, but I’m not stealing any ideas! Tell me what you think!!!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors!
An Old Flame Renewed
Chapter 1:
“Ugh.” Fireheart groaned. He rolled over on his nest. Fireheart blinked open his eyes and stared confused at the roof of the Warrior’s Den. Then it all came flooding back. Fireheart leaped to his feet with surprising ease. He grinned, he felt great! Fireheart stepped out of the den and stopped. The scene before him was breath taking. In front of him sat the old ThunderClan camp, just as he remembered it.
Dustpaw walked up beside him. “Fireheart, Tigerclaw needs to speak with Bluestar. He’s scented ShadowClan on our territory near the Thunderpath.”
Memories of Cinderpaw’s accident flooded into Fireheart’s mind. They took his breath away. “Holy StarClan.” He breathed.
“What?” Dustpaw asked.
“Nothing.” Fireheart said quickly. “Tell him Bluestar will be there shortly.”
Dustpaw nodded and took off.
Fireheart turned abruptly and nearly ran Cinderpaw over. “Whoa!” Cinderpaw exclaimed. “What’s the matter?”
The sight of Cinderpaw’s leg uninjured was odd but incredible. He didn’t respond immediately. “Tigerclaw wants to see Bluestar.” He said.
Cinderpaw frowned. “She’s sick with greencough, she can’t go.” She paused to think. “Why don’t I go?”
Fireheart shook his head vigorously. “No way! Promise me you want leave the camp!”
Cinderpaw seemed taken aback. “Um, alright. I promise.” She said bewilderedly.
Relief flooded over Firestar. “Great, I’ll go tell Bluestar and she’ll decide what to do.” Fireheart took off before Cinderpaw could say anything else.
…
“I’m going.” Bluestar announced.
“You can’t go, you have greencough!” Yellowfang protested.
“I’m fine.” Bluestar said. She stood up shakily. “See?”
Yellowfang shook her head. “I can’t let you go.”
“You can either let me, or watch me leave.” Bluestar said stubbornly.
Yellowfang sighed. “You’re stubbornness will be the death of you.” She muttered.
Bluestar dipped her head. “Thank you.”
Fireheart listened to the whole conversation without uttering a single word. His mind was too scrambled to think clearly.
“May StarClan be with you.” Yellowfang murmured as Bluestar exited.
…
Dustpaw broke into the ThunderClan camp, a look of terror in his eyes. Tigerclaw came in behind him coolly dragging along what appeared to be a body.
Fireheart was suddenly on his feet. He knew what was coming. What have I done!?
Tigerclaw set the body down gingerly and then looked up at the Clan. His eyes burned with an intensity that Fireheart had never seen in him before. Fireheart’s heart stopped.
“Bluestar is dead.”

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Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors!
An Old Flame Renewed
Chapter 2: CINDERPAW

Cinderpaw watched Fireheart race to their leaders den. ‘I promised I wouldn’t leave camp.’ She thought. ‘But spying isn’t leaving. Now is it? I am going on a Warrior mission!’ Cinderpaw made sure no one was watching, and she slipped out the camp.
Cinderpaw crept silently through the trees. She heard Bluestar huffing behind her. Cinderpaw found a tree, and slunk behind it to hide. When Bluestar kept walking, Cinderpaw followed, creeping along the ground so low her belly fur brushed against the dirt.
As Bluestar neared the Thunderpath, Cinderpaw found a large tree that overlooked the spot reeking of Tigerclaw. She noiselessly climbed it to a branch, hidden from view, and sat down to spy.
“Tigerclaw, what is the news of ShadowClan? You said you had news for me!” That was Bluestar.
“Come closer, Bluestar! It is right next to the Thunderpath. You can’t see it until you’re nose is right on it!” Tigerstar’s voice echoed from the ground. Cinderpaw crept forward onto the branch to see what was happening.
Bluestar began to walk to the forest’s edge. “I don’t see anything, Tigerclaw. Are you sure of what you saw?” Bluestar was about to turn around when a monster came crashing through the trees. Bluestar yowled and jumped out of the monster’s reach.
Cinderpaw was grappling the edge of the branch nervously with her claws. ‘This is bad!’ She thought. ‘What would have happened if Bluestar really did die?’ She leaned in to hear more of what her leader and deputy were saying.
“Tigerclaw, there was no ShadowClan markers, or leftover bones! You could have gotten me killed! You traitor!” Bluestar hissed, her eyes blazing with fury.
“Bluestar, you have driven me to this! You are not the leader you once were. It is time this clan was led by one who is not afraid to spill a little blood. It is time I was leader of ThunderClan!” Tigerclaw hissed as he lunged for Bluestar’s neck. Bluestar backed up, but just then, a monster came barreling down the road. Bluestar’s body was flung through the air and landed just below the tree where Cinderpaw was hiding. Minuets passed without a sound floating through the still air.
Bluestar began to breathe again. Cinderpaw almost yowled with happiness; her leader still had one life left! Bluestar sat up, and looked around for Tigerclaw. She stood, and prowled forward. Tigerclaw screeched as he flung himself at Bluestar. The writhing cats rolled toward the Thunderpath. As another colorful Monster thundered by, Tigerclaw pushed his hind feet into Bluestar’s belly and thrust her into the Thunderpath. Bluestar hit her head on the hard ground. The monster swerved to miss her.
Tigerclaw strode out and picked up her body in his massive jaws. He looked around, and almost laughed. Then he started to walk back to camp screeching in fake horror.
Cinderpaw watched in shock the whole bloody death of her beloved leader. ‘Tigerclaw was a traitor, and he was going to lead ThunderClan into a bloody end!’ She thought. ‘Maybe if I can get back to camp sooner than him, I can tell the whole camp of what happened.’ Cinderpaw turned around, and began to crawl to the end of the branch she was sitting on. Cinderpaw yowled, lost her grip and fell from the tree onto her leg.
As she was lying there, her eyes fell closed. Cinderpaw saw herself gently pushing the swollen stomach of a silver tabby. Graystripe was sitting next to her, and Fireheart was licking a small newborn kit. Cinderpaw blinked and the picture was gone. Cinderpaw looked at her leg, I might never be a warrior. She thought. Then everything went black

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