When our stars align

by AcrylicDawn

Rating: everyone
Tags: Main 6, Discord, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Other, Original Character, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 3794

Warriors and MLP meet.

When Bluestar notices a shift in their ancestors and their silence as well, she must come up with a plan to calm the fallen stars and living warriors, but when one of the Four leaders, Firestar, sees a sign, he must be prepared for the strange event that will befall the clans.
Across the universe, Twilight and the others have befallen their own fate as they fall into the prophecy with Discord following close behind with his own plan, resurfacing some of the Warriors' old enemies and allies as well.

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Oh, and this is a narrative voice story, i think it's called as in 3rd person terms or something?
plus, this is my first story and i guess it might suck a bit, i'd like to see how well people react to my type of written form or such.

Considered Cancelled till i have the will to write again, sorry :/

Picture made by moi ;)
Warriors belongs to Erin Hunter.

Published 2012-08-07 07:04:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-21 03:12:24 UTC

Before we meet

Author's note: for readers of Warriors (or not) this is either before the book The Last Hope or it can also be stated as my own idea of how the book turns out, though i have not gotten a chance yet to read it, i hope that the book comes out well when i do.
Please enjoy.

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The sun was setting in a beautiful ark, casting hues of orange and pink, birds chattered, squirrels scampered and twolegs chased towards home. But up above, where the stars aligned to form feline shapes and figures, words hushed down as four figures came forward to the highest rock of the silver night sky.

“Cats of the clans!” stated a blue-pelted she-cat; her blue eyes pierced the crowd of fallen warriors.
“The stars have realigned tonight, out of most reasons… The full moon is upon us and we shall not fear!”

The cats below and beside her mumbled and muttered, “Bluestar, but- the stars, they are changing, forming… We are unknown of the result-,” Bluestar hushed the tortoiseshell she-cat beside her with a flick of her tail she whispered with a small hint of fear in her voice, “Spottedleaf, we can’t show our fear, if we do-.”

A yowl interrupted her; her eyes flickered to the backs of many cats; past the youngest of the fallen warriors. She was still faithful her own apprentice, now known as Firestar was not in the ranks; otherwise, the peace below the silver-pelted sky would cease.

“You think so Bluestar? Even The Dark Forest is feared of this- thing you speak of?” Cats swarmed, defending their space, their tails bristled and teeth bared, heck, even little Badgerpaw who was almost completely transparent thanks to apprentices everywhere who remembered his bravery in the battle Brokenstar thrust him into countless seasons ago.

“Tigerstar,” Bluestar hissed, having three cats flank her almost immediately.

“Bluestar, Tigerstar, sheathe your claws,” a familiar tabby soothed, his crooked jaw and fading body proved his wisdom, A ginger tabby and white tom nodded their heads in agreement.

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

The two ageless enemies hissed their tails curling in anger. Two cats rose from the invisible marker that separated the two parts of Silver-pelt; Spottedleaf and Hawkfrost.

“Now if we may wrap this up, can we get to the point, Tigerstar?” growled the son of the leader, having betrayed his own clan and barely murdering his half-brother Brambleclaw, he still would do anything to gain the respect his father had for being the brute-evil cat every warrior knew.

“Yes, I- I think it’s about you told everybody, Bluestar, you can’t keep it from everybody.” stuttered Spottedleaf, her tail curling a bit from the sudden silence.

Bluestar glared at the medicine cat, scowling a bit at the she-cats’ impatience, Bluestar leaped back up towards the highrock, looking down upon the cats with a fierce yet worried glance just like she had so many seasons before, when she was alive and had a true-beating heart and led her Clan, ThunderClan with a strong leadership, when she had been foolish and had Fireheart (Firestar now) hold her back and show her the truth, she sighed.

“StarClan, I have gotten a single and terrifying new prophecy from our ancestors, ancestors of The Tribe too.”

She looked once more, she had their full attention.

“The bright colors of day, night and Twoleg; a wind’s path will blow memories away.”

Cats gasped below as the tall slender shadow with several claws rose from behind her, towering their shadow over them all.

It was a regular day like any other in Ponyville; Market was open, ponies looked evidently through different carts, a particular stallion made sure he didn’t run into the huffy little filly at the Apple farm’s stand again.
“Just be glad they’re not pears…” he mumbled to himself as he trotted past.

Twilight Sparkle, a lavender unicorn, element of magic, egghead-err, uhh- bookworm, protégé of princess Celestia and town Librarian. At the moment, she’s a bit into her little Eon Hunter book there, the one about the- oh you’ll see later.

See that bouncy earth pony over there? By the green-coated Pegasus that has pink hair? Yes, that’s her, Pinkie Pie; element of laughter, best party planner and possibly best known around Ponyville. She’s bit into that conversation about chimicherries and cherrychongas, so we best leave her to that.

Ooh, that rainbow-maned Pegasus up there? the name’s Rainbow Dash, hard to beat her at the job of clearing the skies, she’s learned to beat her own personal record of less than 10 seconds, best not try to show off; she is the element of loyalty, but she can be a pain in the flank with competitions. You really don’t wanna wake her up from her daily nap or you’ll get the mouthing of a lifetime!

Oh, that Pegasus over there? Fluttershy, hard getting the name outta her. It’s a- bit awkward when you try to get to know her at first, but trust me, she’s a bit of a cutie, her big eyes and all. She’s the element of kindness, and from what I heard, she has a secret way of winning over animals, I think it’s called ‘the stare’. Oh yeah, and she’s real good with animals too, bit sheepish when you meet her.

Those two ponies? The ones rambling about cleanliness? Oh, Applejack and Rarity, elements of Honesty and Generosity, Applejack has the farm that’s not too far out of town with her two siblings and grandmother; Rarity owns that boutique not too far from here, she’s a bit of a gossip if-you-know-what-I’m-saying .Best not get between those two, bit o’ rough fighters, learned that the hard way.

Oh? My name? Oh, you can call me anything really; just don’t call me rambler ‘because though I do- hey look, some cute fillies- oh, look at the little orange one- oh. I was rambling, sorry, my mom called me Chatty, though it’s not my legal permanent birth name, doesn’t mean I can be called whatever.
You can call me Narrator, yeah- it does go along with the story, but on first hand, I haven’t even told you what’s going on through the ponies’ or the Cats’ sides for a while have I? Well here’s the thing, my mind goes blank and I forget to use my spell to actually sift through their minds and train of thought, which gives me a title as the third person- or what in this case be pony- narrator or the single important person themselves. And now look what you made me do?! I rambled on again.
Fine.
I’ll get to my spell, geez you little-
@#^%&( KAZAM

Twilight read deeper into her book, the character (and by all-time already, her favorite character) Rusty, a ginger cat, also an orange kitty if I can’t be so smart at felinities for you. He’d gone into a forest, made a new best friend, but in the most particularly strange way, in a fight, but not a back-talk word fight, a tussle-and-scratch-bite-almost-kill fight. The two right now, were being scolded by-

“Oof!” Twilight grunted as a buttery-yellow Pegasus blocked her from reading further.

“Oh, oh I’m so sorry Twilight, I-,” Fluttershy started, her eyes getting big.

“Oh it’s quite alright Fluttershy, I should’ve been watching where I was going,” she levitated her book into her saddlebag, have to read that later, she mind-noted, she was liking the story so far, two of the characters out of particular reminded her of Celestia and herself.

“Oh, I’m so glad Twilight- what was that you were reading? I thought I saw a kitty on the cover,” Fluttershy had seen the book somewhere at the library sometime from her earlier visits to Twilight, but never had the courage to take a peek at it’s unknown contents.

“Oh, this old thing?” Twilight pulled the book back out so Fluttershy could take a peek at it, “It’s a book called, ‘Into The Wild,’ by Eon Hunter, it’s the first book in the series, but I’ll doubt you’ll like it, the animals are a bit reckless in the prologue and second chapter,” Fluttershy looked at the back to glimpse the summary, Twilight continued, “But there are also some pretty wise ones too, now that one really reminds me of Celestia,” she chuckled, the Princess could get along well with that one character.

“Oh, it’s sounds well, and if it’s a fantasy- also meaning fiction- it means no animals were really harmed. Do you think I could borrow it sometime? Oh please say yes, Twilight!” Fluttershy put out the big guns, her eyes glowed, brighter almost every second, her smile radiating as the sun.

Twilight laughed, “If you really want to Fluttershy, sure! What’re friends for?”
Fluttershy grinned, picking up her bearings and trotting off in the direction of Rainbow Dash, a bit of bounce in her step. Twilight smiled, a possible letter could be taken out of- no, a lesson couldn’t have…

Suddenly a blinding light and deafening noise made her curl up; things around her slowed down, the Cutie Mark Crusaders… Applejack and Rarity stopped arguing and started (or continued?) hugging each other as their screams drowned out by the unbearable noise… Pinkie Pie…?... Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy jolting up in fear and surprise and their eyes turning to pinpricks.

What has just happened to us?

… To Be Continued

Stupid prophecies

Authors note: sorry for taking so long to update, I've finally found some time today since i was sick and had nothing else to do but figure out what'd happen next. If you find any errors i should fix, please tell me, also, if you want more, i suggest you comment, i'll try for a new chapter at least every month. Enjoy :)

Authors note (Chatty): Hi! Chatty here! I'd just like to say, no wait, ask, if you like me appearing in this story, if you don't, the real author is threatening to take me off, bugger. Its okay if you don't, she's planning on making a new story, just for me! As long as uh- you say you like me of course... >///< As people down in the country where i'm from say; 'Shut your mouth girl!'

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The sun was fairly high in the sky, basically mid-day, and to the looks of it, a water patrol is passing through thicket after thicket, soon to see our favorite heroes and crusaders.
"-Yeah well, she didn't tell me it was a death berry! And she should have! I would've DIED for crying out loud, Lionblaze!" complained a plump creamy tom through a mouthful of moss, two small warriors behind him nodded their heads in agreement.
"Don't agree with the mouse-brain you two! And Berrynose, she probably expected you to know death berries apart from regular ones! That was a kits' mistake, you're a full grown warrior now, grow up." Snapped the fiery tom between his moss.
He was a bit tempered when it came to the hot-headed Berrynose and he didn't want to have to put up with the tom when they shared the elders' den together, though Lionblaze doubted himself ever having to with the help of his special gift from StarClan.
"Say, Lionblaze, whats that weird smell? Smells almost like WindClan for some reason..." said one of the apprentices behind.

~Oh, hi, this is Chatty! Sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to tell you i'm a cat now! Bit of a back story really- but that'll be another story from today, i guess you could say- 'Larkpaw?' ;3 ~

Lionblaze tilted his head, "No, Larkpaw, WindClan is far off from where we are now, and they wouldn't be able to trespass this far without us noticing," he recalled Dovewing's gift, if WindClan had been trespassing, she'd notify him right away and he'd be battling to the death right now, though, he wouldn't get hurt.

"No that's not WindClan, Larkpaw, i think it smells more like those big things you'd see there, what were they called- horse, i think," replied a smaller tom, ignoring Lionblaze's reply.

Lionblaze grunted, knowing it wasn't in his place to argue with the younger tom, it was probably the moss getting in the cats' nose that made everything smell like moss, probably shouldn't send Leafpool on moss patrol by herself anymore, he knew better than to think that but it seemed reasonable to calm his mind. But then he smelled 'horse' too.

"Stand back," he said raising his tail, he silently crept through the bushes, for the element of surprise beside him hopefully.

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Lionblaze prodded at one of the cats laying in the small clearing, the one he prodded at was one of the six older she-cats, her fur was one of the deep colors of a sunset, and her tail and a tuft of head fur was even darker. Only out of the nine cats there did only two look like normal ginger she-cats, those two must be sisters, thought Lionblaze indigently. He looked at two other she-cats, one older than the young apprentice looking one, both where a silvery white, reminding him of the incompetent Cloudtail, but the two also had strange colored fur on their tail and a mangy looking tuft of fur on their heads, except for the elder one, hers was sleek back curling at the tip.
There was more cats to look at with more strange coloring, like the sky-blue one who was slumped over a golden-rod colored she-cat and a small fiery pelted kitten. The other sunset hued she-cat with long curly fur was curled up by the two other ginger she-cats, who were immediately placed as sisters like the two white furred ones. The dark sunset one still didn't wake, Lionblaze sighed, this is going to be a long day.

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Much later, with the help of Larkpaw, her brother Yarrowpaw and Berrynose; they managed to get the three kittens from the clearing before sundown.
But when they arrived with the three, they got strange looks from the clan; Purdy and Mousefur even came out of the elders' den to see what all the commotion was, and when they saw the strange smelling cats, they became confused and scared at the least.
"What is that ranking smell?!" yowled Mousefur, curling her tail over her nose, even with the help of Mousefur, anything could be done.
The three kittens woke.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
they chorused, their shrieks deafening, every cat closed their eyes and put their heads between their paws.
Finally their screams died down, and the first word was spoken precariously from the clan.
"Thank StarClan Jayfeather isn't here, he'd claw their throats out!" Is what Berrynose had to say.
A she-cat, a light ginger she-cat with glowing grace and green eyes sat atop the rock pile and looked to the kittens, "why so quiet?" her voice gentle, she'd grown with impatience on Berrynose and ignored his words.
"Well, i- uhm, why're we cats?" said the light ginger kitten (obviously Applebloom if you didn't notice) her eyes wavering between shine and tears, the white kitten beside her spoke up, "We have bigger problems you dodo! Wheres Rarity and your sister!?" the white cat was on the brink of tears as she spoke, and finally the third just sat there, like it was no problem.
The white kitten just looked at her, "and Rainbowdash!" Cats had their full attention on the third as she shot out of the camp.
"Well there goes that," sneered a white tom, his mate swiping her tail over his mouth.
"oh no! Sweetiebelle! What was that fo'? You shouldn't have said that, now we'll never find Scootaloo," said Applebloom exasperated, totally forgetting the fact that there was a whole camp around them.
"Oh, don't worry about her, i'll send a search party for that kit," said a male voice, the two looked up at a ginger tom with graying green eyes. The two looked at one another, "uhm, okay- i guess... What's a search party?"

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Now much later on, sometime after dark, when the mice and birds had gone to sleep and water voles hid in their holes.
The bearers of harmony were still unconscious laying in the center of TunderClan camp, cats awaiting their consciousness to arrive.
Firestar, Sandstorm, Lionblaze and Berrynose had arranged a small meeting for when their deputy and medicine cat would return. Secretly, Lionblaze awaited for the best of his sister and his brothers' arrival to tell them everything, and needed a word spoken with his once apprentice Dovewing.

It wasn't long when the deputy, medicine cat and Hollyleaf appeared at the front of camp with good and bad news of their opposing Clans, they ushered Berrynose, Sandstorm and Brambleclaw away, leaving the three siblings and the leader to it.

"Hollyleaf, Jayfeather," Lionblaze greeted, Firestar doing the same, Firestar flicked his tail for their attention.
"I'm sure you had the same dream, Jayfeather," he started. but left Jayfeather confused, i had no dream though...

"There is a new prophecy."

Old Friends and New Justice

It was a quaint setting; the clouds were puffy and high in the sky, dazedly swishing past the sun as birds scattered the sky-scene. Trees littered the freshly trimmed field while far behind them off in the distance and background was high-peaked mountains, as well as the horizon, sometimes greatly known as 'The Sun-drown Place'. Amid the beautiful scenery laid a red barn, farmhouse and a construction site across the opposite side of the field, almost tarnishing the spring mood of a certain tom.

In fact, this tom was a husky, plump, black-and-white loner; his eyes twinkled with mischief, making cats question his age, which was, indeed, not needed to be known. The tom was glaring at the twolegs with utmost uncompassion and anger, unsheathing and re-sheathing his claws contemptibly.
"Hey, Barley!"
The tom whisked around, his tail twitching scandalously, "Oh, hello, Ravenpaw, is something the matter?" almost off of his mild farm accent that popped out so often. His companion, a former wild-cat, trotted up beside him and sat down with a soft thud and sigh. Which seemed, always to worry the older cat, Ravenpaw was almost like a brother to him, or what did the wild-cats call them- apprentice, yes, that was it, an apprentice to him.
"Well, actually yes. I had the strangest dream last night, Barley." The black tom stated while curling his tail around his front paws while Barley let the news sink in.
"You don't usually have those kinds of dreams, don't you?" Barley asked before Ravenpaw could respond.
"No, Barley, and I wish I could forget it... It was horrible! I was at this large pond, I think a lake- like RiverClan's camp almost, but with no ground to step on! A- and Firestar, Graystripe and the others were there, but it was complete bloodshed, far worse than the great battle with BloodClan! A- and..."
Ravenpaw was shaking, his fur bristled up with rage, his eyes frozen in memory of the frightening experience.
Barley looked at him with a softened gaze and curled his tail around the former apprentice of ThunderClan, "Whoa, calm down, Ravenpaw," he sympathized the younger tom, he grew up to a Clan and was a timid tom, his mentor had been blood thirsty and had almost destroyed the Clans. Tigerstar, the dark warrior that haunted kit's dreams and was long gone, as far as Barley knew, he had helped in aid of the Clans in defeating BloodClan and Tigerstar's followers. Many cats were lost in the battle, luckily none of the cats who Barley had known were dead. It was all seasons ago, it was the past and no cat wanted to remember the horrible experience.

Ravenpaw shuddered beside him, he immediately put his attention on the tom instead of the past.
"Ravenpaw," he started, nudging the green-eyed tom beside him, "what if it wasn't just a dream? What if -," he paused, trying to remember the name,"-StarClan, is trying to send you a message? What if you should respond? Probably the Clans need you." He grimaced at his own words, feeling his blood rush through his veins, Ravenpaw might have to leave...

Ravenpaw looked at him, terror in his eyes, "B-but Barley, I can't leave, what if they don't accept me back? But then again..." The young tom paused, he sighed, "It might be a sign from StarClan... I've got to answer them!" He stood, his tail bristling, "I've got to help my Clan!" Barley purred, "Ravenpaw, you might want to stop by Princess' twoleg nest on the way there, you might want to tell her face-to-face where you're going, she won't take my word for it." Ravenpaw looked at him with a bright look in his eyes, "right after I have my fill of mouse then I'll be on my way."

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Author's Note

Okay okay- so it's somewhat of an update. This little chapter was hidden in my google drive (Microsoft programs won't work on this computer, believe me, I've tried) and for the next chapter won't be up for quite awhile. (a week or so at most)
I feel really horrible for leaving all of you stranded at this story in time, but I will try to catch up on writing this (even if it is my horrible work yet- like, the first story I've ever written)
Please don't expect me to put my all into this story, I never though so many would like it.
And for those who may or may not be upset at me pulling Ravenpaw into this story- please please don't hate me *hides*
He's my favorite character ever and putting him in there may be all what I need to even try to continue this!
And I apologize beforehand for any characters acting OOC!!

Not a real Chapter (please read)

There's no bad news to this story unless you take it in a bad way but here goes.
I'm really trying to sink back into the Warriors series as much as possible and I feel a real bad sting of pain when I realize I've written this at such a bad rate in the past year or so. I really want to rewrite it in a better sense with a slightly different story line if that's okay.

Just- think of it as a Christmas present from Author/Artisan to Reader. I hope to have the better installation before New Years. I hope you readers aren't mad at me ^^"
Please don't be upset, I really want to make this story better than what I left off with it.

Au revoir! See you around New Years! (Maybe before!)