BEE FLIGHT" S JOURNEY (unofficial + super weird warriors Super edition! )

BEE FLIGHT" S JOURNEY (unofficial + super weird warriors Super edition! )

Beekit limped along the trail, trying to balance on her one leg. Beekit had been born with only three legs, missing her left front leg. It had made many cats believe she was unfit to be a warrior, even her own family, who had lasted her enough without the missing arm. She made the rest of the clan uneasy - uncomfortable. Whenever she entered the den, an eerie silence would be sure to follow. Pricking her ears, she listening for a mouse. A low rustle in a bush rewarded her, so she sprung. Leaping, she timed it perfectly and was killing the mouse before it even had time to react. "HA HA! GOT YOU!" Beekit said excitedly, shaking it with happiness. Even as a kit, she managed to catch just enough food by watching the apprenticed practice hunting - it took her almost 2 moons to learn how to smell, crouch, and pounce - only basic hunting. Still, she was good enough and was more of a rogue than she was a real member of the clan. she had a den on the edge of the clearing, separate from everyone else. She took her mouse in her jaws and carried it happily into the fresh-kill pile. The leader, Blossom Star, was inspecting the heap of prey. "You can eat it, no one will want to eat prey you've touched," she said disdainfully to Beekit. 

Beekit hung her head and returned to her den. She had wove it herself, heaping three large sticks and draping it with dry leaves and dried grass. It was shabby, but large and comfortable and it never let the wind in on cold winter nights. She dropped the mouse and ate it, before choking on it a horrible smell drifted into the clearing. Cats around her also yowled and growled, and Blossom Star said, "Smoke. there's a fire." 

"We should send someone to check it out, if it gets too close we can leave the camp." someone said, and Blossom Star nodded and siad, "Yes, your right, feather claw. Beekit, you can go look at the fire. Tell us if it's too close."

Beekit snorted angrily. She knew Blossom Star was just trying to get rid of her. She thought Beekit would die in the fire, and she finally got to rid her clan of the three-legged useless cat. Beekit dipped her head and said, "Alright." padding out of camp, she began to follow the scent. The fire was small, and surrounded by mostly just dirt, rendering it mostly safe. fire was engulfing a strange metal structure, but Beekit dubbed it not a problem.

Beekit turned around wrong as the metal structure came crumbling down - right on top of her. She screamed as hot metal seared her pelt, but swiftly blacked out. 

"Oh good, she's awake." a voice siad, the Medicine cat, black thorn. "Only basic herbs, blossom star said not to waste our store on her." the medicine apprentice, mist paw. "Yes, Msitpaw, I have ears." Black Thorn said irritably, and Beekit woke with a start. her pelt felt strange. She twisted and grimaced as she saw that her pelt was laced with black burns - fully making her look like what she was named after a bee. "I.. thank you!" Beekit siad because her pelt didnt hurt at all. "You're welcome," said Black Thorn. He had always been kind to her - at least, he didnt hate her. That made him one of her favorite cats. "Blossom Star needs to see you."

Blossom star stared at her with cold eyes as she walked to the den. "Murderer!" she hissed, leaping at Beekit. "YOU KILLED WOODPAW!!" someone else yelled, and Beekit ran away, confused. Blossom Star smelled like a wood paw. She was chased by hissing cats through the camp until she finally dived under the barrier and ran away. 

"You killed woodpaw" .. woodpaw was dead? and they thought she had killed him? 

"I-" her eyes widened. Blossom Star had killed Wood Paw, and she had blamed Beekit for it. "NO! I DIDNT DO IT!" she cried, spinning back. But if she went in there, she would get exiled or worse, adn in a way she had already been exiled. 

Beekit turned around and trudged away, tail scraping the forest floor behind her. She was just Bee now - not part of the clan she had once called home. She was a rouge now. 

Beekit was doing just fine without anyone else's help - until the flood struck. Bee sneezed so hard she thought she'd chuck a lung out - but she continued fighting against the rain, her legs slipping on the wet rocks. She let out a yowl of frustration as she slipped for the 20th time, mud splattering every inch of her striped fur, the wind and rain leaving her soaked and shivering. As she spotted a den, which looked dry enough, she ran to it as fast as she could, scrambling on the slick grass. Paws skidding, she padded inside and curled up in a hidden corner, falling into a deep, deep trance. She was awoken by another cat padding in, a kit just like her. "Can I rest here too?" the kit asked, and Bee said, curling up, "Sure. I don't mind, I guess." they started talking, and after a while, Bee asked, "What's your name?' The she-cat replied, "Peachkit."

She was awoken by another cat padding in, a kit just like her. "Can I rest here too?" the kit asked, and Bee said, curling up, "Sure. I don't mind, I guess." they started talking, and after a while, Bee asked, "What's your name?' The she-cat replied, "Peachkit. The next day, Beekit let Peachkit sleep and went back to her camp. At the back of the wall, where no one could see her, she howled, "Please! Wherever I did, Im sorry! I'll do anything! Please, please take me back! I'll clean all the elder's dens -" she pleaded until her voice gave out, and then she started clawing at the wall. Nothing happened. She eventually started crying, desperation rising. "Please!.. please… Take me .. back…" Eventually she grew hungry and tired, and against her complaining bones, she yowled. She whined and pleaded for anything - she just wanted her clan. eventually, her eyes grew heavy and her heart grew stone-cold. there, she fell asleep. Peacefully. 

HAHHHH

"Wake up, Furball." A voice snapped. Beekit was awake, but she smartly kept her eyes closed to listen to what the cat was saying. "I think we take her back to the clan." the cat said, and at that moment Beekit understood. Her clan didnt care about her. No one did, not anyone in the world. 

A single phrase coursed through her veins: I don't need anyone to love me, I love myself. I don't need anyone to respect me, I respect myself. With a ferocious yowl, she sprung up and threw herself at her attacker - she heavily mauled him, claws unsheathed. He scrambled back, yelping, and she dug her clown in, leaping on top of the cat. She finally bit his throat, then leaped off and ran away. Before she was completely out of sight, she turned back and said, "Run, while you can." she jumped away, leaving her clan behind once and for all. And for good reason, for her clan had only stopped her from becoming what she could have before - a powerful cat. "Wow," said Peachkit when Beekit returned, her claws stained with blood. Beekit licked her claws devilishly. She knew it was wrong - to be so vengeful and spiteful, but she found that she didnt care. "Peackit?" she said abruptly. "What?" Peachkit asked, somewhat cautiously. "I was thinking… you're not going back to your clan, right?" Beekit asked, and Peachkit said, "Absolutely not." 

"So, would you like to make a new clan??"

"That's random, but sure," Peachkit said.

The Gathering was going well. cats were meandering, and mingling with each other. I wish I could be one of the cats, so happy and free. Beekit thought, with a tinge of jealousy. Sharing it off, she leaped into the caring, her voice loud and clear. 

"You've probably heard of me. My name is Beekit, and Im the one who killed Feathermist. Gasps ran along the crowd. Bee lifted her chin high up and said, "But im here to ask one thing: your alliance. Im assembling my clan, who will each be bestowed with mystical powers." Bee said, and her new wings slid out of her back. They were crystal-clear dragonfly wings that shimmered in the sun. Her tail turned into a stinger as well. "I Only want to ask. Join me, and you'll forever have a place where you are valued." I said, shooting a glare at Blossom Star before stalking away. As I returned to my den, I saw two others with each kit. "Hi, I'm Plumkit." said the dark brown colored one. "Nice to meet you!" I chirped, and we spent the rest of the evening talking, feasting on the random rabbits that Plumkit had caught. 

"We have three cats in our new clan now!" Beekit said happily, chewing on a piece of rabbit.

Beekit trudged through the mud. She had decided to make herself Beepaw, sensei it seemed only fitting. She wasn't happy about getting her pas dirty, but at least it wasn't raining. As she neared the strange cave, the feeling in her heart tugged even more. It was calling her. It had been ever since she had gotten that phrase in her head: "I don't need anyone to love me, I love myself I don't need anyone to respect me, I respect myself." She knew something was up, something was connected. She raced towards it and gasped as she entered. It was the strangest cave she had ever seen - filled with crystals. She stood there for a few moments, before poking around. Her first thought was Starclan - but she knew that if they had never done anything while she flailed, helpless, in her old clan, they would never do anything now. Starclan was not real. admiring the crystals, she realized it was just an ordinary cave - but studded with crystals. She randomly touched one with her nose, the surface cold and smooth. After nothing happened, she walked away, disappointed. Just an ordinary cave, after all.

But she didnt notice that her scars were clearer, proper bee stripes, and the pair of wings shimmering on her back. 

"BEEPAW!! WHAT IS THAT?!" Peachkti asked as soon as she entered the cave. "What is what?" Bee asked, confused. "Those - those WINGS!!" 

"You hallucinating," Bee said flatly and curled up in her nest. Peachkit decided she had to see it herself to believe it, so Peachkit ignored Beekit entirely and went to sleep too. 

The next day, a sea of cats stood outside the den. "We want to join secret clan." they chorused. 

beating her translucent wings and skimming the desert landscape for opening, Beeflight dived down, swooping back up, twisting in the air to soar higher and dive down again, clouds scattering in her wake. finally spotting an oping with intoxicating music flooding out, she swooped and landed neatly on the sand. Taking a deep breath, she headed inside, breathing in the musky scent. inside, long hallways decorated with beautiful mosaics and exotic plants filling every nook and cranny, with servants carrying buttered rolls and iced fruit cake. She fluttered her wings once again and headed into the main corridor, which led into the bustling streets of the fox clan. Known as one of the most ruthless clans, Beelfight jumped away when she saw a full-grown cat, roasted and salted, on a stick, its mouth open in a screech of horror.

"Jeez, talk about meat eaters," she muttered, siding away. 

Cannibalism. One of her least favorite things, so she was lucky she wasn't part of THIS clan. Fox clan, the most savage ever. they waged half of the wars all over Aeino, destroying EVERYTHING under their leader. Which was why Beeflight was here to assassinate the leader - or, at least, talk to him. Sometimes she wished she was SecretPeach, able to use any power she wanted but on;y for an hour - she's KILL to have hypnotisim. But oh well. Beeflight continued exploring - her mouth watering at the sight of all the delicious foods. Oh well, that would have to wait. Beekit headed towards the king's quarters - where she threatened a servant until he gave her directions. Upon entry, Bee instantly gasped. The room was lavish, with gold furniture and crystals, and jewels, studying every single corner. The king sat in the middle, watching her passively. He was a big, powerful cat, fearsome indeed. Bee said, "Uhm.. hi. I was sent by a secret clan to negotiate. 

"What would that lousy clan possibly want to negotiate?" Fox star asked, licking his paws passively. 

"I mean, you've been waging wars all over Aeino, like crazy. So Ive been told to convince you to stop fighting wars… or kill you." Bee said, and Fox star laughed. he laughed and laughed a bit more. "You! puny creature! kill ME?!" he asked, and Bee bowed her head. Seeing she couldn't convince him, she leaped into the air and sped towards him. He was fast, so he instantly batted a paw at her, biting what was left of her leg. She growled and swiped back. successfully lodging her pa in his fur. She swiped hard, almost tearing off his muzzle. Then she bit hard into his neck, and with a sickening rip, tore out his throat.

Blood went everywhere adn he fell to the ground, dead. That would show the Fox clan. She ran over to the small pool in the room and washed herself, blood turning the water red. She hated fighting, but alas. It was her mission to negotiate with Foxclan - whatever way that might have been. She sighed and took out the potion from her pouch - one that erased her memories of what had just happened. She could never have lived with Herlsef for doing what she did, so Black Thorn had made her memory potions - that made her forget what had happened. she knew she had killed him, but not anything else. She sighed, relieved, and her memories faded away. It was a strange feeling but she knew what it did and she didn't mind. When she had a mental breakdown, Black had come to her rescue as always. Sighing, she took another thing out of her pouch - a small vial. She dipped one claw into the substance and touched her wounded leg with it. The wound evaporated, and she carefully capped the bottle again, making sure to not spill a single drop. It was precious: just a small claw tip could heal Fox stars throat. She leaped out of the window as the guards came it, and flew away, leaving the leader bleeding on the cold marble floor.

"Back from my mission!" Beeflight called, and Secret Star came running over. "Welcome back!" said Black Thorn, also running over. Beeflight grinned, her clan always made her feel welcome. "How it go?" secret star asked, and Beelfight siad, "I had to resort to killing him. Im not sure I would be able to live with myself if I hadn't drunk that potion!" I said, and added, "Thanks" to Black Thorn. 

"Always!" Black Thron said.

CHAPTER TWO !!!

Beeflight beat her wings, clearing all the debris off one more time. Then, she plopped down in her nest, which was full of surplus material that they had pillaged from the two legs. At one point, she had been renamed Speaker and had the power to speak any language. She could talk to two legs, birds, ANYTHING. So she had talked the two legs into giving him a lot of materials with his devilishly smooth tongue. But that lifestyle had not stuck with her and she had changed her job in 5 moons. She was pretty happy now because she was doing what she loved most: adventuring. She had been everywhere in Aeino, (which By the way, we call the area where all the clans KINDA live in harmony) she had climbed on top of mountains and visited the mines of Crystal clan so deep underground she had to descend for three hours. She loved her life and would trade it for anything. Anyway, she soared up to the secret clan. it was hidden deep in the best tree ever: The titan tree. It was so big it stretched up into the sky where the air got so thin Beeflight fainted when she tried to climb to the top. At the base of the Tree, Beeflight whispered, "Ono hun" (you, change) Her friend Bee had taught her the words, and Beeflight had learned them easily. The roots of the tree parted to reveal a tunnel. Bee trotted in, a fat rabbit dangling between her jaws. The fresh kill pile was enchanted so that the prey never rotted: this way, they had fresh prey even in the harshest winter. Bee dropped the rabbit idly in the huge mountain of fresh kill and picked up a small mouse herself. She ate it quickly and then proceeded to fly down to the market. There, you could buy things based off of how many missions you had done and how successful it had been out of four categories: failed, incomplete, success, exceptional. All of her missions had been exceptional: even her most recent one, because she had eliminated all threats Fox star posed. The secret clan was safe, and she had been paid 20 times what she usually would for an exceptional mission because of its importance. Bee grinned happily at the heavy weight of the sheer coins she had been paid in. She saw an interesting stall selling fabric, so she bought the best pair. Then, she wandered around even more, browsing every stall idly. She got a new eagle egg that would hatch. As long as it was a hatchling, she would put it in her bag safely and let it fly beside her as it got older. "And, Uhm, what would it take to make the egg hatch?" she asked the vendor. "About a meek, ma'am." the vendor said, and Bee nodded and said, "Sure. ill take it."

Her spending had barely made a dent in the sheer amount of coins she had, but she certainly didnt need to spend it all at once. when I eventually got home, I took the sticks from my bag and made a crude nest, putting a modest amount of fabric in the nest. I put the egg carefully in the middle and then used the rest of the fabric to make four gloves - my paws often got a bit scraped when I landed. much better! I thought, fastening the straps on the gloves so they didnt fall off. A shadow in the den sent me spinning around, snarling. 

"Relax, it's me." the cat said, and I realized it was Secret Star.