Finally, I get this up. xD

So, I'm going to start by saying that I'm Bookworm101. And that I like pancakes. A lot.

Do you like them?

I sure hope you do.

Warriors does not belong to me. But, I do own the idea and my made up characters.

On with the story!

In Which I Explain How This

Whole Thing Started

Sometimes, I wonder what would have happened if I had never placed the book near the alarm clock. Maybe my life would have been normal. No, it definitely would have been normal. No crazy old men, or flying squirrels, or pineapple throwing ninjas, or assassins, or wizards in funny hats would have attacked me if I had never placed that book near the alarm clock.

Do I regret what I did? Yes and no.

Why is this my answer? I'll tell you.

This whole thing started on what was supposed to be a normal Tuesday.

That's right a Tuesday.

It should be a law that nothing happens on Tuesdays.

Anyways, my siblings and I had just got off the bus. I had my earphones on and was blasting the song Stereo Hearts. But, that wasn't enough to keep me from hearing my two sisters bicker.

''That was my seat!'' exclaims Casey furiously.

''No, it was totally mine!'' shoots back Krista.

''No, it was mine!'' insists Casey.

''It was mine.''

''Mine!''

''It was mine, and that's final!'' With this, Krista storms away.

''That little...'' grumbles Casey.

''She's not worth your anger, Casey,'' says my brother, Jacob.

''Whatever,'' she replies. Her black eyes smolder with loathing as she follows Krista.

Jacob sighs loudly. I understood how he felt. Those two fought so much, it's disturbing. I stretch my hand out to Jacob. He takes it without a second thought. ''Sometimes, I wish things were better between them...'' I give his hand a squeeze. He sighs again, but softer this time.

We walk to the house in comfortable silence, both in our own little worlds.

When we got to the porch, we found an impatient Krista and a slightly unhappy Casey.

''You're late,'' says Krista scathingly. I shrug and unlock the door. Almost immediately, Krista is on the phone, gossiping. Casey shrugs and goes upstairs to her room. I hear the door slam and know she is safe and sound. Jacob goes to the kitchen and empties his backpack. I assume my responsibility of making some quick snacks for all of us.

''Stacey?''

''Yeah?'' I reply as I am going through the cupboards.

''Can you clean my room?''

I look up at my brother. ''Again?''

''I can make dad give you a raise in allowance.''

''Deal,'' I say. Out of experience, I take a trash bag with me.

And dear God am I glad I brought that thing. I absolutely love my brother, but I wish he were a bit tidier. His room looked like a tornado went through it, threw a huge party, used a bomb, and decided to make mountains. Just about everything you think of was scattered in his room; books, socks, underwear, some apples, a moldy sandwich, pencils, pens, papers...well, you get the picture.

I get on my knees and start to clean. Oh, the things I do for money. It wasn't very long into the process that I found the book. I was looking under his bed, trying hard not to puke, when something clean caught my eye. Something clean in this pig sty? I quickly grabbed it, wanting to save it from major harm.

The title was Omen of the Stars: Warriors. The cover was a picture of a sliver and white tabby cat in a circle. Behind it was a forest scenery and a two cats on a log. The one to the left was a gray cat while the one behind it was a golden color. The title of the specific book was Fading Echoes.

Wasn't this the series that my friend Maggie was so obsessed with? I turn the book over and read the summary. I wasn't highly impressed by it. The plot seemed a bit overused to me. But, then again, I read just about anything I can get my hands on. Maybe I should give this book a go.

So, I placed it near Jacob's alarm clock, not even caring. Because, what would happen if you place a book near an alarm clock? Nothing. But, Jacob didn't have an ordinary alarm clock. Of course, I didn't know this. In fact, I didn't even care when it flashed a bright neon Warning!

No, I just left it there and continued to clean the room.

When I was satisfied that the room looked decent enough, (which means when the room is cleaned of all that is disposable) I tied the bag up and dragged it outside.

It was mid-May, and it was sweltering hot. With my heavy load and the heat, I found myself sweating like crazy. Ugh. I would have take a long shower when I got back inside. I stuffed my bag in the trash can and turned to go back to the house. And that's when I saw them.

There were two figures lying motionless on the sidewalk. Dear Lord, what had happened to them? I quickly rushed to their side.

It was a girl and a boy. The girl was probably in her late twenties, while the boy was in his mid-thirties. She had a petite, slim, and a rather curvy figure. The boy, however, was tall and muscular. She had pale skin with a light splash of freckles on her face and her red hair seemed to almost be on fire. The boy, however, had tan skin and brown hair with black streaks in it. Both were wearing the same outfit; a white shirt and light blue jeans.

I knelt down in between them. Using three fingers, I placed them on the girl's neck. There was a pulse, so she was alive. Using the back of my hand, I felt her forehead. It wasn't hot, so she probably hadn't been here for too long. I did the same procedure to the boy and got the same results.

What could have happened that had lead them both to be this way? I decided it was heatstroke and to go back inside to call the ambulance when the girl groans. Her eyes flutter, revealing dark green eyes. She groans again. I loom over her and ask, ''Are you alright?''

Never in a hundred years would I have expected her to answer, ''I can understand you.''

I blink in surprise. ''Of course you can understand me.''

She shakes her head. ''No, I shouldn't be able to understand you.''

''But, you're a human too.''

''Human? What's that?'' Dear God, is this girl mentally insane? She starts to cough and places her hand on her mouth. Suddenly, her eyes widen in surprise. The girl sits up and looks at her legs. Next thing I know, I have my hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming at the top of her lungs.

She starts to struggle from my grasp. With an amazing strength, she manages shakes me off. Getting up, she tries to back away from me and lands on the ground on her butt with a painful thump. The girl starts to breath heavily. ''Don't you dare come near me!'' She takes a stick and brandishes it like it was a sword.

I put my hands up.''Okay.''

Her breathing becomes much more calmed, but she doesn't lower the stick. ''What do you want from me?''

''Nothing. I only want to help you,'' I replied honestly.

She raises an eyebrow, and says, ''How do I know I can trust you?''

''You don't have to trust me. If you want, you can drag the boy all the way to hospital, but I could make it a whole lot easier.''

The girl looks behind me, where the boy is. Her eyes widen in surprise and then she glares at me. ''What did you do to him?''

''Nothing! I swear! You two were lying on the sidewalk...''

''Sidewalk, hospital, and human,'' she mutters to herself. ''Fox-dung, you two-legs have some really strange words.''

''Two-legs? You mean me?''

''Well, your species. That what we call you, two-legs.''

I nod slowly. Hello, I have a delusional girl and a knocked out guy. The girl seems to be mentally insane. Could you send an ambulance here? Okay, thanks.

Curious, I ask her, ''What were you before you were human?''

''A cat.''

I nodded, playing along. ''Okay. What about him?'' I point to the boy. The girl crawls to the guy. ''He was a cat too,'' she said mournfully. My heart gets stabbed with an enormous amount of pity. I just hate it when people are sad.

''Do you want me to call the ambulance?'' I ask.

''What's an ambulance?''

Dear Lord, how do I explain an ambulance? ''Well, it's sort of like this huge thing that moves with people that have experience in the medicine field. They can help you and your... friend.'' I wasn't too sure what to call the guy.

''Oh.'' She places a finger to her lips. ''So, it's something that carries a bunch of medicine cats around when they are needed.'' The girl looks like she is really considering the option, but then replies,''No. It's okay. But thanks for offering.''

''STACEY!'' I involuntarily jump at Jacob's voice. That kid sure knew how to scream.

''What is it?'' I said.

''Did you place the book near the alarm clock?'' he asks. His voice had lowered down a notch, and it was a bit harder to understand. Especially since he was in his room upstairs.

''Yeah, so?'' What was the big deal about putting a book near an alarm clock?

Jacob sighs. ''Stacey, you have no idea the mess you just got yourself into.''

Well, I totally understand the mess now, but what did I know back then?

''Who was that?'' asks the girl, gripping the stick tightly.

''My brother, Jacob.'' I close my eyes and sigh. ''Though, he is usually much better tempered than that.''

A long and awkward pause happens after these words left my mouth. I shifted from side to side, highly affected by this silence. Fortunately, Jacob comes bursting through the front door, which breaks the silence.

He roughly shoves the book and an icepack into my hands. Bewildered by his actions, I say, ''Hey! What's up?''

He ignores me. ''You, get him to sit.'' The girl slits her eyes at him. Obviously, she doesn't want to be pushed around. ''Do want him awake? Help me get him to sit.'' The girl responds by helping Jacob to heave the boy onto a tree in a sitting position.

''Stacey. Icepack.'' I throw him the icepack he had handed to me. Then, my brother does something very dangerous. He shoves the icepack down the boy's shirt.

The reaction is instantaneous. The boy shoots up and screams at the top of his lungs. He starts hopping around, saying, ''Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold!'' I suppress hysterical laughter as he attempted to shake the icepack out of his shirt. The girl placed a hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh. Jacob lets a small grin show on his face.

After about a minute of hopping around and screaming, the icepack finally lands on the sidewalk. The boy breathes a sigh of relief. He touches his back, trying to calm himself down.

Since he was making such a huge racket, our neighbors came out of their houses to see what was going on. So, we basically had the whole block staring at us. The boy realizes this and waves awkwardly to the people.

Wanting them to leave, I blurt out, ''It's alright! I just shoved an icepack down his shirt when he was sleeping. It's all good!'' I can feel the boy's glare on me. Oh, dear God, please help me.

My neighbors take my word and go back inside their houses. I breathe a sigh a of relief that they were gone. That's one problem tackled down. Now, all that was left was for me to confront the boy. He was going to kill me.

Just like I had expected, the boy was looking at me as though he wanted to down right murder me on the spot. His amber eyes were slitted. I realize that if a fight were to break out, I would be at a huge disadvantage. I'm pretty short for my age and I'm not exactly the best athlete either. My best choice would be for me to kick him where it hurts. But, then again, wouldn't that make him want to kill me more?

''So, it was you?'' he asked angrily.

''Umm...'' was my only response. ''Look, I'm sorry and all that-''

''It wasn't her.'' Jacob puts himself between the boy and I. ''It was me.''

The boy glares at him with hostility. Jacob returns his glare with the same intensity. The boy turns to the girl. ''Let's get out of here.''

The girl looked like she wanted to protest, but the boy glared her down. The girl bowed her head and looked at the floor ruefully. That was more than I could stand for.

''If you go away now, you won't be able to go back to being a cat!'' I blurt out.

The boy whips around and looks at me. ''So, you turned us into two-legs?'' he asked menacingly.

I gulped. ''Well, no.''

The boy stepped towards me and I got prepared to fight back. ''Don't move a muscle or if I see you or your Clanmates here again, I'll call a two leg with the ability to put you guys in cages.'' The boy halts and stares at my brother with a bit of terror in his eyes. ''Trust me, I'm not afraid to do it.''

''Clanmates? Two-legs? Jacob, what exactly are you talking about?'' I ask.

Jacob looks at me, his chocolate brown eyes staring into my soul.''Stacey, I would like you to meet our guests.'' He gestures to the boy and girl and said the names that turned my world inside out and upside down. ''Stacey, meet Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw.''

And so it began..

*le gasp* Anyways, hoped you enjoyed this!