Prison Break

Firestar had had enough. He had been held in this stupid prison long enough. It was time he got out.

The large orange tom leaped to his feet and slowly approached the bars.

A guard came around the corner at the same time and stopped.

"Hey," Firestar said casually. "You're shoes' untied."

The guard bent down to inspect his shoe and at that same time Firestar lashed out. Unfortunately the strike came short by a couple of inches. "Well… this is awkward." He stammered.

The guard opened the door and proceeded to beat the fox dung out of Firestar, but what he didn't realize was that while he was being pounded on Firestar had grabbed the guard's keys. The guard grunted and life Firestar to his own misery.

Firestar watched the guard and waited until he was half way down the hallway. He turned to everyone else in his cell. "We're busting out of here!" He yowled at the top of his lungs and unlocked the door.

All the cats came streaming out of the door. Firestar stuck his tongue out at the guard as they rushed by him.

A sudden banging sound stopped all the cats in their tracks though. They turned around to see the guard firing an AK-47! Firestar's mouth gaped open. "Seriously? Gambling cats is one thing, but an AK-47? Our writer must be pretty desperate…"

He stepped forward to intercept the guard but Dustpelt stopped him. "Go, I'll take care of the guard." He said to Firestar roughly.

Firestar looked confused. "How? He has a gun!"

Dustpelt smiled and pulled out a grenade. "This should cover it."

Firestar stood still, amazed. "Oh my StarClan! Is that enough?"

Dustpelt chuckled. "I got enough C4 to blow this place, and I plan to."

Firestar patted him on the back. "You will be remembered by gambling cats everywhere." He turned and ran for it.

A large crowd of cats scrambled after him, they murmured their thanks to Dustpelt as they passed him.

"Don't let them escape!" More guards had appeared on the opposite side. They all rushed at once.

Dustpelt inhaled deeply. He pulled the pin on his grenade and clutched the detonator for the 500 pounds of C4 that he had planted earlier. He threw the grenade and started the detonation. The brown tom let out a loud final war cry. "This…..is…THUNDERCLAN!"

-Okay I know it was really really really really really really really really short, but I just had to end it like that. :P