Captain Bayley's Heir: A Tale of the Gold Fields of California

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George Alfred Henty (1832-1902) was born at Trumpington near Cambridge and attended Gonville and Caius College in Cambridge University. He became a war correspondent and covered the Austro-Italian War, the 1868 British invasion of Ethiopia, the Franco-Prussian War, the Ashanti Wars, the Turco-Serbian War and rebellions in Spain. When he turned to writing fiction, his young protagonists became known as "Henty heroes" because they exemplified the cool, calm, intelligent qualities that he identified with the public ...
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George Alfred Henty (1832-1902) was born at Trumpington near Cambridge and attended Gonville and Caius College in Cambridge University. He became a war correspondent and covered the Austro-Italian War, the 1868 British invasion of Ethiopia, the Franco-Prussian War, the Ashanti Wars, the Turco-Serbian War and rebellions in Spain. When he turned to writing fiction, his young protagonists became known as "Henty heroes" because they exemplified the cool, calm, intelligent qualities that he identified with the public school-in the British sense of private boarding school-lads who served the Empire. He authored more than 122 novels.

Henty has been accused of jingoism and racism, but defenders can find examples that contradict that image. For example, in With Clive in India, a sympathetically described Indian servant marries a white woman, and in Freedom's Cause the hero bitterly attacks the English and the English monarchy. Yet those are exceptions. Quite simply, as a man of his times, in ideology he was an imperialist who believed in the values of the British Empire. Importantly, he was also a great storyteller, which is why his books have survived. The Henty Society in England holds meetings at places central to his life and maintains a lively web site at

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  • ISBN-13: 9781590870464
  • Publisher: Althouse Press
  • Publication date: 10/28/2002
  • Pages: 402
  • Product dimensions: 5.30 (w) x 7.90 (h) x 1.00 (d)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 30, 2012

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 18, 2012

    The New Clan- Chapter 14 (Chapter 15 in next result!!)

    Foxpaw yowled in horror as he saw the writhing mass of fighting cats. The cats, the cats with studded collars, were winning! Not them!! ?They were hopelessly outnumbered. Snarling, he leapt toward a muscular black cat with ginger streaks scoring his pelt. Before he could grab him, another cat bowled into him, a ginger and white she-cat, her claws unsheathed. Everything went black as the cat scratched his stomach.
    Foxpaw sprang up, panting. He expected to see in a large battlefield, blood and fur littered everywhere, but he was surprised to be inside the tree stump. If he was safe, why was the reek of blood still in the air? Why did his stomach sting with the wounds of a cat's claw? His mind aching because of his thoughts, he padded outside, sat down, and sighed.
    A rustle of leaves told Foxpaw another cat had came to join him. Firepaw walked out beside him. "Are you okay, Foxpaw?"
    Foxpaw nodded. "I just had a bad dream, that's all." He licked his stomach to hide his embarrasment and to soothe the stinging in his stomach.
    Firepaw gave Foxpaw a quick lick on the ear. "It's okay. Dreams are dreams, unless they are had by a medicine cat."
    Foxpaw tensed. That WASN'T just a dream. It seemed as vivid as if he was in the actual battle. Without realizing he was doing, he poured his whole dream out to her.
    "I can still smell the tang of blood in the air," he mewed desperately. "I think it might be a sign from StarClan."
    Firepaw frowned. "We haven't had any signs that this could happen," she mewed. Foxpaw felt a chill go down hus spine as Firepaw looked at him with her intense, blue-green gaze. "Are you sure you think it might be real?"
    Foxpaw sighed. "It's okay if you don't believe me," he sighed, "but yes. I think it was an omen.''
    Firepaw gave him one last lick on the ear before standing up. "Do you want to go hunting?"
    "The fresh-kill pile's already full."
    "No. I mean, just hunting for the two of us."
    Foxpaw sensed she wanted some alone time with him, so he nodded. "Sure."
    Foxpaw felt his body instintively go into a hunting crouch at the sight of a mouse. He sprang, and the mouse's screech of terror was cut off with a bite to the neck. He dropped down beside Firepaw. "Share?"
    Firepaw nodded at him, her eyes shining happily, before the two ate. When they were done, Firepaw sat up. "I'm going hunting some more. You can stay here."
    Foxpaw nodded and sat down. He watched the last of Firepaw's white-tipped tail vanish into the trees. She was so, so precious to him. He didn't know what he would do if he lost her.
    Firepaw came back with a fish in her jaws. Even though it was average for an OceanClan cat to catch a fish, her eyes were shining with excitement. She dropped her fish and mewed, "There's something really shiny back there! I think it's some sort of Twoleg thing."
    Foxpaw leaped up. "Really? Let's go check it out!"
    The two cats padded toward the Twoleg thing. It was a blazing silver, catching the light of the sun. "It's so beautiful."
    But Firepaw was staring at something else. "Look at that fallen branch. The beam of the sun is shining on it."
    Foxpaw shrugged. "What's the big deal?" But as he said those words, he smelled something. Something burning.
    At the same moment, Firepaw screeched with terror. "Move the branch, NOW!" she yowled.
    Foxpaw dove toward the branch with Firepaw, ready do grasp it in his jaws, but it was too late. He watched in horror, as the branch broke into smoldering flames.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 1, 2012

    Twoleg of the Clans~ Chapter 2 (Read, Rate and Revie Please :D!!)

    I speed through the foliage, the only source of light coming from the full moon gazing lonlily from the empty sky. The forest was never known as a welcoming place, even in it's earliest days. Between poison ivy, venomous spiders, and it's other mysteries, it was a place most people avoided. Branches groaned and swayed back and forth in the stiff breeze; shadows flitted across the ground, each one looking more threatening than the last. I can feel the person, no, THING, chasing me; the whoosing wind of barely missing claws against my back, hot, stinking breath scalding my neck.
    A strange feeling makes me want to stop, but the animal pursuing me keeps me going. Finally, nerves make me give in. I press my heels onto the ground, skidding to a pause.
    All in good time. I feel claws lightly graze my nose. Had I been going just a bit faster, or taken a longer time for me to realize there was something in front of me, I could have lost an eye- or worse.
    While inhaling my sigh of relief, caterwauling makes me realize that there is more than one creature. Large, furry creatures with pointed ears and fluffly tails circle me like lions surrounding a antelope foal. I was cornered. I was cornered, by cats- but not your average house kitty. These cats were muscular, large, the biggest nearly surpassing my knees, with glinting amber eyes, long claws, sharp teeth, and the extreme need to kill.
    I drew in a breath as I saw the cat I saw yesterday, the black cat with green eyes. Would they really kill me?
    "Fuffil." The voice was scratchy and harsh, like acid slowly dissolving a rod of metal. The voice was many, yet it sounded like one. "Fuffil your destiny." The black cat leaped on me. As if that was a signal, the mass of cats swarmed on me. I screamed, but it was drowned out by a slice of a claw. The salty tang of blood filled my mouth, turning my plea for help, my last chance to be found, into a helpless gurgling. There was no way I could be saved now. I shut my eyes and prepared for death.
    I jerked up, my clothes clinging onto my body from sweat. I felt my neck. No bite. It was all a dream.
    No. It WASN'T just a dream. It was so… so vivid, so real, that it COULDN'T be just a dream, even if I wished it was. It had to be some sort… some sort of vision, a warning, or- if that was even possible- a blessing.
    I was still thinking when the clanging of pans that it was morning.
    My mother was staring at me through hostile, icy eyes, while her hazel gaze was normally soft and caring, even for people she didn't know that well. She didn't call me over to her, indicating that I didn't do anything wrong- or was too angry to speak with me. I quickly traced back to yesterday. I didn't remember doing anything bad, besides looking at that cat.
    That cat. That cat in my dreams. Why my mother never talked of my father and didn't let me get a pet. Suddenly, I was sure, for some reason, cats were tied to the reason of how my father had died.
    "Eat your breakfast," my mother snarled, yanking me out of my thoughts. I quickly sat down and ate my breakfast. With a shudder, I realized Tari was frowning at me too. 'What have I done to deserve this? I didn't know the cat was bad, I didn't even want that dream? Why are they shunning me?'
    I ran back to my roon, leaving my breakfast, and sobbed into my pillow. My mother didn't come to comfort me, like she usually did.
    Something is wrong.
    Something is terribly, horribly wrong.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2012

    After the War chapter eighteen

    Lilypaw crouched down. She fell into a famliar position. "NO! Lilypaw, if you ever want to become a warrior you have to master this skill" Lionblaze meowed strickly. "It's fine!" Lilypaw protested gritting her teeth. "Keep your feet in! No not like that, like this!" Lionblaze ordered fixing her position. "Dewpaw, let's see if you can leap at that flower" Brakenfur meowed. Lilypaw glanced as Dewpaw leaped perfectly and clawed the flowed. "Now Lilypaw it's your turn" Lionblaze meowed. Lilypaw leaped as she fell right were Dewpaw was. "Great!" Brakenfur prasied. All Lionblaze did was nod approvingly. "Dewpaw, you go hunt by the ShadowClan border. Lilypaw, you go hunt by the WindClan border. Catch more then three peices of prey" Lilypaw and Dewpaw nodded then raced off. Lilypaw sniffed the air as she slowed to a stop. The large trees shadowed overhead. Sunlight streaked throught the treetops and dappled the green land. Birds tweeted all around. The WindClam scent hit her nose as she found herself by the stream that was the border. "Hello Lilypaw" a voice meowed. It was Shrewpaw. "Hi" Lilypaw meowed. Lilypaw turned as she smelled a rabbit. Lilypaw leaned down and starting stalking the rbit. Everything else seemed to vanish as she mad her way, stalking, toward the rabbit. She leaped, nipping it's neck, killing it. "Nice catch" Shrewpaw meowed. "I gotta hunt" Lilypaw mewed "see you next gathering". "Maybe, maybe not" Shrewpaw took off. Lilypaw turned at sniffed again. She shot into the shadows f the forest_______Lilypaw returned with two sparrows, a rabbit, and a squirrel. Dewpaw wated with three starlings and a finch. "Great hunting" Lionblaze had a thrush and a mouse by his paws. Brakenfur has two mice and a starling by his. "Let's get back to camp". Lilypaw followed as she proudly carried her prey. Lilypaw marched into camp and set down her prey. Dewpaw, Lionblaze, and Brakenfur did the same. It was filled up. "I'm surprised" Hazeltail meowed "I thought the Great Battle would make times harder then the longesnt leaf-bare" Lilypaw turned. "Me too" Foxleap agreed. "That was moons ago. One battle won't ruin the future for us" Lilypaw reminded them. "This one was different. More deaths and more fighting" Hazeltail retorted. "She's right. We better stock up on prey for leaf-bare. It's a good thing Sandstorm's patrol is hunting too" Lionblaze cut in. "We should go hunting now too" Foxleap gt up. "I'll come too" Hazeltail joined in. The two went off. "Whhy not take that rabbit to the elders" Lionblaze ordered after the pair left. "Okay" Lilypaw grabbed the rabbit and headed off. She padded into the padded den off the Elders den. "Mhmm a rabbit" Purdy rasped. Briarlight dragged herself to the fresh-kill. "After this can you take care of our ticks" Purdy asked as Lilypaw started out. "Sure" Lilypaw replied unenthusasticly. Lilypaw sighed as she left and went to get the stinky mouse bilw. She returned a few heartbeats later. The rabbit was reduced to a pile of bones. "There was this one time..." Purdy started on his long stories as Lilypaw begun to start on their ticks...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 8, 2012

    After the War chapter eleven

    The sun fell slowly. It been a moon since the battle agaisnt WindClan. Tonight was a gathering. Jayfeather yawned and nudged Amberpaw. She blinked and got up. "You know I'm not going to the Gathering" she yawned. "I know," Jayfeather meowed "but it would be helpful to gather some herbs while I'm out tonight". "Instead of sleeping?! No thanks." Ambepaw leaned over and fell nto a deep eep. She must be tired jayfeather reminded himself silenltly, but it was worth the try. ------------ Jayfeather trudged forward. The full moon shone above. Stars twinckled nervoualy. "I wonder what WindClan has to say?" His brother asked. "That was a moon ago" Jayfeather reminded him. "There wasn't any Gathering between" Lionblaze replied. "I'm sure Onestar won't talk about defeats-" "Will Bramblestar talk about his victories" Lionblaze cut in. "I'm pretty sure not-". "Of course he will!" A voice interuoted. Lilypaw bounded up to them. "WindClan did attack our camp". "That would break the truce" Lionblaze meowed. Jayfeather rolled his eyes. ThunderClan soon arived at the island. Jayfeather climbed across the tree, trying to not even glance at the churning waters below. Soon he jumped off and started off to the Medicine cat. Kestrelflight and Mothwing were speaking. "Hello Kestrelflight, Mothwing" Jayfeather greeted. He said "Kestrelflight" cooly. "Jayfeather" Kestrelflight nodded coldly. "Hello Jayfeather" Mothwing looked at him and Kestrelflight. "What happened" she asked. "A battle" Jayfeather and Kestrelflight meowed in unison.----------- Lilypaw surged forward. She leaped to Shrewpaw. "Wheres tat cat, Amberpaw, wasn't it?" Shrewpaw meowed not even saying hello. "Back at camp" Lilypaw replied. "How was life" Shrewpaw asked. "Same as always". Lilypaw glanced around. "We gather here under StarClan for a meeting!" Onestar yowled. Lilypaw looked up the the lithe leader. He seemed fine. A scar was across his throat. Onestar quickly caught her gaze and glared back. Lilypaw turned. "WindClan is...... fine. We are as strong as alwa- ever" Onestar called awkwardly. "That is good. Now may I speak" Bramblestar stood up. "Sure" Onestar hissed. "ThunderClan is good also! Prey is abundent and we recovered from a attack- I mean we are strong too" Bramblestar called as awkwardly as Onestar. "An attack you say?" Blackstar asked. He tilted his head, obviously intrested. "It's not your buisness" a voice called out fron the cloud. "I'm sure Cloudtail would agree". It was Thornclaw. Yowls of agreeal came up from ThunderClan. But Lilypaw didn't dare to join in. "Enough! As he said it is none f your buisness. Mistystar you may go" Bramblestar yowled. "RiverClan is fine. To new apprentives join. Oakpaw and Hailpaw. Their mentors are Beetalwhisker and myself. That is all. Blackstar you may go" Mistystar quickly meowed. Then something happened. It was to fast to tell what was going on. Blackstar stood up quicklym "we are being attacked!" He warned. Cats purned un from all sides. They blocked th tree brigde and attack everyone. Lilypaw saw no choice and quickly leaped into the mass of swarming, battle, cats.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 20, 2012

    Runningtails choice chapter one

    "Go Runningpaw, warn the clan! I'll hold off Riverclan!" Runningpaw took off into the forest,

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 27, 2012

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 18, 2012

    Stormpatch's story chapter two

    I woke up just before dawn. 'Good' i thought. 'If im early maybe Scarheart wont be so mean.' I gave my fur a quick cleaning then headed to the camp entrance. Scarheart was wating for me. 'Good job, Stormpaw. I wasn't expecting you yet.' He said. 'Lets go do some training.' He pads out of camp & i hurry to catch up. When we get to the training hollow Scarheart turns & says to me, "i'll attack you. You block me & then try to attack me instead." "Okay" i mew. He goes to one side & attacks my left side. Before i can react he swerves, attacks my right side & pins me to the ground. I feign unconciousness & he flips me on my back. Insantly i shot out my back legs with all my strength. He flies offme & lands hard on his feet. He looks at me & says with a mixture of surprise & pride in his voice, "you dont need any training. StarClan has blessed you tremendously. I shall tell Clawstar this. Maybe this will get him to believe in StarClan." We walk back to the camp & Scarheart went straight to Clawstar's den. A bit later he called everycat to the Bonehill for a clan meeting. We gathered around & Clawstar spoke. "Scarheart has informed me of somthing that has almost caused me to believe in StarClan. Not completely though. Stormpaw has somehow already learned every bit of her training. Therefore, Stormpaw, as well as Blackpaw, Angrypaw & Darkpaw will become warrors." He paused for breath, then continued. "Stormpaw, Blackpaw, Angrypaw & Darkpaw, piease sep forward. I steeped up to the Bonehill with the other apprentices. Clawstar spoke to me first. "Stormpaw, do you solemnly promise to understand & keep the warrior code?" "I do." I said. He looked at Scarheart. "Scarheart, has Stormpaw understood & upheld the warrior code?" "She has." "Then from this day forward you shall be know as Stormpatch." As the cats chanted my name, I stepped forward & respectfully licked Clawstar's shoulder. "Blackpaw, do you solemnly promise to understand & keep the warrior code? "I do" the solid black tom said. Clawstar turned to a white shecat with hard grey eyes. "Rockeyes, has Blackpaw understood & upheld the warrior code?" "He has." Rockeyes barked. "Then from this day forward you shall be know as Blackfang." After Blackfang had licked Clawstar's shoulder Blackfang turned & searched the crowd until he was looking straight at me. A shudder rippled through my body as our eyes met & i fell insantly in love. He walked over & sat beside me, his tail resting on my back. I heard nothing else but my own thoughts as Angrypaw became Angryclaw & Darkpaw became Darkface. When the meeting was over Blackfang went with me & the others to sit vigil in front of the camp. When the sun rose Blackfang & i went to a hidden corner & mated. It was the best day of my life. All my previous worries about my clan had melted away. I was as happy as a lark. (Hope you like this. Read chapter one at write first result.) •Stormpatch•

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 16, 2012

    To Geckoleaf

    Its good!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 16, 2012

    The Virus:Chapter Two(Continued)

    The two Shells circle my tree, sniffing the air like hounds. The look up and seem to stand there a few moments. I hold my breath, knowing that if l move even slightly, they will see me. For a moment, l believe they see me, for they begin making growling noises. But they soon turn and shamble slowly onto the street. I let out a small breath, my head pounding. I swallow, my mouth dry. I realize that l need water and food, but the Shells are too close. They'll surely smell me before they even see me. I rack my brain for a plan, knowing that at nightfall, l will have nowhere to stay. I dig around in my pockets before pulling out my knife. I unfold it and stare intensely at it. The knife alone can't help me, because there are too many Shells. I get an idea,maybe not a prefectly sound one, but it's an idea. I begin quietly sawing at a branch, going painfully slow so l make no noise to attract Shells. I'm not even half way through when l hear gunshots and screaming, as well as growling. I throw caution to the wind, and l saw viciously at the branch. It snaps off, and l cut the smaller branches away from it, forming a spear. I sharpen both ends, the bark and dirt rubbing off into my hands. I have to repeatedly wipe them on my pants to keep a good grip on it. Finally, l have a very sharp weapon. I peek out through the leaves to see the Shells swarming around the police station. A few fall every couple of moments, being shot from the roof. But more take their place, like a Hydra in mythology. I bite my lip and am about to climb down when l hear a car's engine. Several engines. A line of cars equipped with armor speed down the street, knocking Shells aside. Men sitting on the top spray bullets around, killing Shells everywhere. I instantly feel relieved, knowing that my home and friends are saved. I suddenly hear growling, and l look down to see Shells crowding around my tree. They jump up, failing to climb but succeeding in scaring the wits out of me. I climb up another branch, not paying attention so when l place my full weight on it, l don't realize that it has broken until l've hit the ground, gasping for air. The Shells begin making their way to ne, and l scramble backwards, still on the ground. I feel pain in my ankle, but l ignore it as l stand up. I start running/limping for the house, only to find the front door locked. I look behind to see the Shells pursuing me, and l head to the backyard. It is fenced off, and the fence is wooden. I keep on running, looking for a gate. I find one and shove, feeling relieved to find it is unlocked. I dart in and shut the gate, locking it. I back up, and l hear the Shells growling beyond it. I'm about to turn around when l see a figure in the corner of my eye, shuffling towards me.(end of Chapter two)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 15, 2012

    The Virus:Chapter One

    "Shells, around 10, fifty meters out," Jacob Harbor says into the walkie talkie. I ready the pistol, knowing accuracy is everything. "Are we runnin' or gunnin', this time?" I inquire. "Gunnin'," he replies. I nod and check once more to make sure the pistol is loaded. The first Shell finally comes into focus, the blood of past meals staining what was once a white shirt. But the clothing is so tattered and torn, as well as dirty, that it's hard to tell it's even there. It drags one leg, and everything below the ankle is gone. Another Shell turns the corner, pulling the rest of its torso with its arms. I shudder and look away, holding back vomit as their stench reaches us. I cover my nose with the back of my left hand, raising the pistol in my right to aim it at the limping one. I wait a few moments until squeezing the trigger, my arm jolting from the force of the bullet leaving the weapon. It strikes the Shell in the left side of its face, and it crumples into a heap. The crawling Shell is shot by Jacob. "Does it ever get any easier?" I ask him once the other 8 are dead. Jacob looks at me wearily. "It never gets any easier. You just learn to not feel anything," he says quietly before climbing down the tree and getting on the bicycle. I bite my lip before following him, and l get on my green bike. We pedal off deeper into town, the place l once called home. It used to be safe here. But in this new world, nothing can be safe forever. And there's no such thing as a safe place anyways. Only a place less dangerous than the one you're in. We finally turn the corner to the police station, where we stay for now. My father is a police officer, and my mother was a teacher. Was. Until her own students ate her. (This is only part of chapter one. The rest is in the next result)-Geckoleaf

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 6, 2012

    The shadow;the wind; and the fire; chapter two

    Firebreak asked blowturn if she wanted to go hunting with him? Blowturn nodded. They went to the end of the terrioty. A evil cat named Shadowfire lurked in the woods. His eyes glaring. He turned to his father. He mouthed 'go' and shadfire and other evil cats ran torwards the Firebreak and Blowturn. Shadowfire pinned his siblings. "Well, well, well!" He spat. Blowturn gasped "shadowkit!!" And Firebreak growled. "Hes not one of us!" Shadowfire growled back. "Its Shadowfire! And yes our brother is correct im NOT on your side!" Blowturn eyes widen. "Why?!" Firebreak stuggled out. And pushed him off their sister. Blowturn looked around. There were Evil Within cats circled around. Viperclaws voice enetered the quite circle. "We kill you!" Viperclaw growled. Firebreak growled. "Come out! And fight like a real warrior!!" Viperclaw chuckled. "Im not a warrior. Im a shadow!" Vipercaw enetred the circle. Blowturn saggered back. "Dad!!" She growled. "Im gonna kill you and Firebreak!" Firebreak roared and charged forward. He bit at Viperclaws neck. Shadowfire growled and and ran at Blowturn. She bit his neck. Viperclaw fell down. And firebreak snapped his neck. The last thing he said was "your gonna pay! Shadowstar will kill you! He is now the leader....." he stuggled to say the last then his head drew back and he died. Shadiwfire now shadowstar growled fericley! "You killed your own Father!!" Then he and his clan left. "We'll be back!!" He yelled. And firebreak and blowturn ran back into camp. Shinestar looked at there cuts and wounds and yelled "MEDCAT!!! ASAP!! what happened!!!"....

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 28, 2012


    Chapter 2
    I stiffen. The bears. One had chased us through the trees, right up to the Elite Center. It had attacked me, and left me unconcious for who knows how long. Now bunches of them are skipping around in front of us, waiting for some defenseless victim to stumble across their path. Only, we're not defenseless.
    "Up the tree." I whisper, nodding at the oak to my right. Jonah scales the tree and perches on a branch, bow loaded and an arrow pointed at the clearing. I climb after him and settle on the branch below him. Finnick sits on the branch beside me. We load our bows and find the bears.
    "No fire arrows, guys. Too much snow. Explosive or regular." Pax's voice says through the head set. I nod, knowing that somewhere, he sees me, on a life-size, so-realistic-it's-scary holograph. I'm aiming at a large, dark brown bear, four times the size of a normal bear. I release the arrow, hitting the top of the bear's head, which should've killed it instantly. Jonah and Finnick fire, hitting bears, too. An explosion rocks the clearing. The bears stagger. We start firing explosive after explosive, until every bear is dead. We leap from the branches, the snow cushioning our fall. I can't see anything down here. The explosions threw tons of snow into the air, and now we're struggling through it. We stumble out of the snow cloud, into the clear forest.
    "This way." I say, and point forward. They nod, and we move on. Pax's voice warns us about a huge snake just before it drops from the trees. I stuff a fire arrow down its throat, and we leave it on the ground, writhing and screeching. Soon, the sounds stop. We keep going in silence, scanning the trees. Pax doesn't get time to warn us about our next little surprise.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 25, 2012


    Chapter 15
    I reach desperately for something to catch myself. There's a rope rail on both sides of the bridge. It hadn't fallen with the bridge. I manage to grab it, and dangle over the floor.
    "Okay, Terran, just climb across. We're right behind you." Pax calls. I began moving to the other side, putting one hand in front of the other.
    When I reach the other side, I reach out and wrap my arms around one of the wooden posts that hold up the ropes. I pull myself onto the platform. Jonah, Finnick, and Pax climb after me.
    Jonah reaches me first. He watches me, his gray eyes flickering with amusement. Finnick joins us, then Pax. We walk across the wobbling platform, to find the far side is blocked off by wooden planks.
    "What's with that? Are they still building it?" Jonah asks.
    "No. We're supposed to break through. Without activating whatever guardian they have today." Pax explains.
    "Okay." I say, and step up to the front. I start prying the wood away. Whatever I can't pull away, I kick off. When it's open, we're staring into darkness. Pax frowns. "I don't know what this is." He says. Something that sounds like a scream comes from the dark, echoing.
    "It must be deep. A pit." Finnick says, leaning over to look in. I grab his arm and pull him back. The scream is nearer. Something about it isn't right. It isn't continuous. Just an occasional wail. Short, quick, and echoing. It sounds almost...inhuman. Ringing all the way up to us. More of the horrid cries join the first. It changes, now. To savage, high-pitched screeches that fill the pit, making everything echo with that horrible chorus. It's joined by terrified screams. Even in all that noise, I pick one scream up. One horrified wail that makes my heart pound and adrenaline race through my veins. I whisper the name, run towards the edge. I scream the name into the abyss. "Lark!"

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2012


    New clan is awesome!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 7, 2013

    DragonClans story part 11

    2 kits were at the bottom of a hill. They were both black with dark blue eyes but each of their right eyes were blind white. One had a white head and the other a white tail. 3 rogues were biting and clawing them. Dragonstar Shadowflight and Bladefang ran down the hill and crashed into the rogues. Dragonstar attacked the biggest one while Bladefang attacked the other 2. Shadowflight quickly grabbed the kits and ran to the woods. "Retreat!" Dragonstar yowled. He and Bladefang ran after Shadowflight with the rogues behind them. As they crashed through the forest the rogues drew even closer. "Now lets show them how dragons really fly!" Dragonstar yelled. This was the sign to turn around. Then Dragonstar slammed into the largest cat again. He slashed at the cats head then spun and kicked his face with his back legs. Then he slammed his paws into his face and knocked the rogue out. He yowled with triumph then as he turned his victory yowl quickly cut off as he saw 30 cats errupt from the bushes and saw Shadowflights body on the ground. Dragonstar felt paralyzed as they took the kits and ran off. Then the kits turned into Bravekit Leafkit Shadowkit! "Nooo!" He yowled then woke up in his den. Moss was scattered everywhere. He sighed. Ever since Dragonflywing had had her kits he had been having that nightmare. He sighed and tried to go sleep. In the morning after Bladefang had assigned the patrols Dragonstar said. "Bladefang could you join me in my den for a minute?" "Of course Dragonstar." He followed Dragonstar into his den behind the Dragonstone and sat down across from Dragonstar. "Whats wrong Dragonstar?" He asked. Dragonstar sighed. "Do you remember those kits that we rescued when Shadowflight died?" "Yes why?" "I was thinking about rescuing them but onlyus two. We're on paws anyway." Bladefang swallowed hard then nodded. "When do we start?" "Tomorrow at sundown." Dragonstar looked Bladefang. "You dont have to come." But Bladefang was already shiking his head. "You cant take on at least 30 cats by yourself." Dragonstar smiled. "Thank you Bladefang. Just like old times huh?" "Yes just like old times." Bladefang sighed sounding nostalogic. "Anyway im taking a nap. I was on dawn patrol this morning." "Very well. You may go." Bladefang nodded and padded out...
    By Lilyfang

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012

    To author

    I love it!!!!!! Continue writing

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 8, 2013

    DragonClans story part 11

    Dragonstar was running down the hill. 2 black and white kits were at the bottom. 3 rogues were tormenting them. Bladefang and Shadowflight were beside him. "Attack!" He yowled. He slammed into the biggest cat and knocked him off balance. He quickly swiped his unsheathed claws over the rogues ears and bit his ear. The rogue ran away yowling with pain. Dragonstar turned. He saw Shadowflight was almost to the woods with the kits. "Bladefang retreat!" He and Bladefang ran up the hill to Shadowflight and escaped into the woods. But the rogues persued them. "Now lets show them how dragons really fly!" Dragonstar yowled. Shadowflight shoved the kits out of the way and the 3 warriors turned around and smashed into the rogues. Dragonstar slashed his claws across the rogues face then spun and kicked his face with his claws. Then he slammed his front paws into into the rogues face. He turned...then stared feeling paralyzed. 30 cats had jumped from the trees and Shadowflight was dead. The rogues took the kits and ran into the bushes but then the kits turned into Bravekit Shadowkit and Leafkit!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dragonstar woke up. He looked around and sighed. Ever since Dragonflywing had had her kits,he had been having this nightmare. He decided it was time to rescue the kits. After Bladefang assigned patrols Dragonstar walked up to him and said. "Could you join me in my den please?" "Of course Dragonstar." Bladefang followed Dragonstar into his den behind the Dragonstone. "You remember the kits that the rogues took when Shadowflight died?" Bladefang nodded. "I do. Why?" "Because i think its time we rescued them." Bladefang thought for a moment then nodded. "But who should rescue them? We're short on paws already." Dragonstar gazed into Bladefang eyes. "I was thinking about Whitepaw." Bladefang instantly responded. "Dragonstar,forgive me, but are you crazy?! Whitepaws has only been an aprentice for a day! You cant expect her to take on all the rogues." "Yes i do." Dragonstar gazed steadily at Bladefang. "Im sure you remember the eagle." "The 1 that attacked Whitepaw? Of course." "Do you think a 3 moon old kit could move that fast?" Bladefang thought. "No. But how could Whitepaw-" Dragonstar interrupted. "I dont know. But i do know that Whitepaw can accomplish this mission." Bladefang nodded. "When do tell her?" "Tomorrow." Dragonstar replied. Bladefang left his den and Dragonstar looked around. "Oh StarClan please let me be right about Whitepaw."
    By Lilyfang.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012

    Dragonclans story part 3.

    All the cats there were paralyzed after hearing what Pinestar had said. Finally Dragonstar recovered enough to say. "We shall help you Pinestar." The other 2 leaders nodded as well. "Is everyone finished?" Dragonstar asked. Flamestar Greenstar and Pinestar all said they were finished. "Then call this Gathering to a close. May StarClan light your paths." And with a nod Dragonstar leaped off the tree. Pinestar slowly bunched himself up then gave a small leap. He landed staggered then caught his balence. Flamestar leaped off and almost landed on his face. Muffled mrrrs of laughter came from all the clans. Greenstar leapt fearlessly off the tree ad landed not far from the head of LeafClan. Dragonstar again nodded to all the cats then yowled. "DragonClan,fly!" Suddenly they all took off as fast and fleet as a dragons flight. Pinestar croaked. "TreeClan,let us return." They ran as fast as they could even though hunger and sickness slowed them down. PhoenixClan left next. Flamestar yowled. "PhoenixClan,lets soar!" They ran out almost as fast as the DragonClan cats. Greenstar called. "LeafClan,blow away!" All the cats ran for the entrance then scattered. It was a custom among LeafClan to decide who would band together after the Gathering and try to help his/hers teamates get home the fastest. When Dragonclan reached home Featherflight slowly came out of the nursury. It looked like she would have her kits any day now but Windwhisper said it would be at least another 7days. "How was the Gathering?" She asked Dragonflywing. "TreeClan barely survived this winter. Im not suprised. Its the worst winter we've had in 4 seasons. Many warriors and elders have
    died. TreeClan can not catch enough prey to survive. They asked all the clans to give them a little prey each day. All 3 leaders said they would. Now some of us will go to deliver some prey tomorrow. Also PhoenixClan will soon have new aprentices and kits. LeafClan doesnt have anything to report but their prey is increasing slowly. They looked a bit thin though but nowhere near as thin as TreeClan. Every cats ribs poked through ther bones." Featherflight exclaimed. "Those poor cats!" "I know," Dragonflywing said grimly. "It was terrible the way they looked. Ther pelts were thin and 3 cats were coughing. I think their herb supply is running low and they probally catch less then a peice a day no matter what Pinestar says." Featherflight nodded then yawned and said. "Im going to bed Dragonflywing. You should too. Its getting late." Dragonflywing said. "Just a second Featherflight. I just want to look at the moon. Its really big and bright tonight." Featherflight nodded and went into the nursury. Dragonflywing stared at the stars and mumered. "Oh mother,why wont you answer me?" By Lilyfang. Should i continue? Does it sound good?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2012


    Chapter 5
    "Alright, soldiers!" A voice shouts. The man who had gotten us on the hovercraft. "I am Korrin. You will listen to me from now on! When you are divided into squads, you will listen to your squad leader. Today, you will learn how to effectively use a gun, and one other weapon. Tommorow, you will be assigned to squads and given jobs. The size of the squad, the job for the squad, and so on, will vary. And..." he stops to look out a window. "Boys and girls, welcome to the Base."
    The hovership lands with a jolting thud. I stand up, see everyone else is also getting to their feet, and glance at Finnick. He raises his eyebrows slightly, silently asking "What?" I shake my head a little to show I'm all right, then file out the door with everyone else. We drop into a huge grassy field. In front of us is a gigantic gray building. The Base.
    I stay close to Finnick, staring at the building as Korrin leads the group to it.
    When we reach the base, Korrin opens a door and walks inside. All the teenagers follow, pushing the door open when they pass it.
    "Okay, recruits, follow me." Korrin says, and heads toward some destination only he knows about. After going through doors and rooms, taking elevators, and a lot of other short cuts I didn't pay attention to, we enter a very big room that must be for training. "Follow're starting with gun training, we are." He stops in front of a long table. On that table must be every gun still existing. And past the gun-covered table is a shooting range.
    "So, I'm going to show you how to use each gun. Then, you'll all pick a gun and try yourselves. No fighting, you can all get a turn with every gun." Korrin explains. He picks up a sleek black-and-gray gun and begins to show us how to connect a scope to it. He shows us how to reload, shoot, everything we need to know. He does this with every gun on the table. Finally, he gives us freedom. I immediately pick up a small silver gun, and point at a target. I'm not awful, but I'm not very good. Most of us are average, a few are terrible, one or two are pretty good. Finnick has chosen a pretty big firearm, and has it aimed at his target. He pulls the trigger, and hits the target...and blows everything in a twenty yard radius into the air.

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