The Messenger

This story contains harassment and mild gore. If you'd like to skip ahead, or not read it, feel free to do so. Please also know that these chapters are somewhat short, so the story might not seem long, but I put lots of effort into it all the same!
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== The Gangs ==
Say a Prayer
Leader: Fisher
Proxy: Deep
Fighters: 
Fathom
Ocean
Net
Turtle
Queens:
Coral
Youth:
Guppy
== About The Gangs==
Say A Prayer
"Say a Prayer" is a group of rascal cats led by Fisher, an old and bedraggled tom who is wear and tear and doesn't take no for an answer. He has sharp ears, but is almost blind. In his youth, he was a warrior to be feared, yet years of ruling has led him to be corrupt and evil. His second in command is his first son, Deep. Deep is a tall and skinny tom, with ruthless eyes and and tongue to watched out for. He is a proud cat, born to fight, and, born during a war. His sons Fathom and Net always disappointed him. Fathom was always a feather brain. He did not know how to fight, yet was covered in scars from countless punishment. He has good wit, yet cannot fight to save his life, which has happened, in a situation where Turtle lost his eye protecting his king's grandson. Net however, poor Net, desperate to please. He didn't know what he got himself into when he had kits with Coral, realizing that being a father was a lot of work, especially since Coral didn't care for Guppy, so he raised the small she-cat alone. Net was bound to the nursery for moons, chewing up prey into a pulp to feed his starving daughter.
== chapter one ==
"Fathom!" Deep called, his voice commanding. The large red tom was standing tall, his crooked tail twitching. Only his eyes betrayed the anger that shone inside of him. Fathom looked up with fright and scurried towards his father.
"Y-yes Deep?" He meowed, his voice small.
"What did I tell you about seeing her?" His father meowed, his voice cool, yet laced with rage.
"T-t-that girls are a distraction and shouldn't be taken into consideration because they mess up your work." Fathom mumbled. "But Deep, she doesn't have anything to do with work, she's on the outside. She doesn't know anything!" He cried desperately.
"Exactly!" He spat, his anger boiling over. "You will rope her into this and she will become yet another of Fisher's slaves!" Deep snarled. "You really want whats best for this girl? Breaking her heart isn't the worst you can do."
"Screw Fisher! He can go die in a hole for all I care. She's mine." Fathom snorted, scrunching up his nose. Deep's face went pale. He lunged for Fathom, his eyes wild. "How dare you?" He roared. "How dare you insult your leader?" Deep slashed his claws across Fathom's eyes. Fathom cried out. 
"I'm sorry! I didn't know what I was saying!" He howled, pain searing through his body. Fathom struggled in his grip. "Please, Deep." Deep let out a snarl. He pinned Fathom to the ground with some rocks and rope. He sank his teeth into an almost-healed wound in his tail. Fathom screeched, his eyes flying wide. Deep scowled, but backed off. "Watch your words, boy. Know that Fisher will hear of this." Fathom gulped and nodded quickly, his eyes wide with fright. "Y-yes Deep." He nodded quickly, his red fur bristling in fear. "Of course."
"Get out of my sight!" Deep snarled suddenly, saliva flying from his jaws. Fathom let out a small squeak and scampered away, his eyes shut tight as he turned, tail pressed tight to his legs, and ran as fast as he could, his legs taking him to an unknown rout, following his paws had never gotten him anywhere, but what could be worse than Fisher hearing about what he just said? Nothing. So he followed his paws to see what more trouble he'd find himself in, knowing that wherever he went, he couldn't bear to face his father again.
Fathom walked for what seemed like hours. He had never strayed this far from home. Ever. His paws were numb, his eyes downcast. What am I doing? He thought to himself. Deep is right. I really am a fool, wandering around with no clue and about anything that's happening. He sighed loudly, knowing that nobody would hear and come comfort him, but he thought he give it a try. See if the gods frowned on him so much. He looked around, then decided to go to see the one cat who understood him most. He needed to see Rayna.
== chapter two ==
Rayna's tail curled around her body, a purr rising in her throat. Her fluffy brush slipped under Demien's chin as she slipped away, having spent the night with him. He snickered and licked her head. "I had fun last night. Maybe we'll see each other again?" Rayna winked at the dark gray tom cat. "I'd love that." She cooed, then pranced gracefully away. Demien watched her go sadly, a slight frown on her face. 
Rayna bounded through the forest. She didn't really like it, so she rarely came here, but something told her she needed to. Her pretty blue eyes darted here and there, ears alert for any sort of movement. Birds chirped loudly and bugs buzzed in her face. Why was she here again? Rayna did not have an answer to that question. With a sigh, she finally settled in a hollow tree, her nose wrinkling at the smell of the rotted wood. With a sigh, Rayna curled up on the uncomfortable, packed dirt. Grumbling to herself, she slowly fell asleep, wishing for Demien's soft body curled around her.
She poked her head up, hearing rustling in the bushes around her. She could see two grey ear tips pass by her, along with the sounds of many other sets of paws. She wondered who they were as she tilted her head upwards. Suddenly, one of the froze. "Do you smell that?" The mysterious cat growled, turning his nose upwards, angling herself at Rayna's tree. Rayna flinched back, her eyes wide as she covered his mouth with her paws and tried to lower the sound of her breathing. Don't move, don't move, don't move! was her only thought as she prayed they would not find her. They did.
The strange she-cat strode towards Rayna's tree, and Rayna's breath caught in her throat. "What do I do?" She whispered to herself, but they were upon her. 
"Hey Deme, we got a coward on our hands, huh?" The mangy female snickered. Demien came up behind her. "Not surprised, all the forest cats are." He laughed, before he caught sight of Rayna. "Awe, hello there dearie." He purred, striding forwards. "Reign, I'd like you to meet Rayna." He paused. "Isn't that funny, your names sound alike!" Demien gently helped Rayna out of the tree, and Reign bared her teeth, her claws out. Rayna squeaked and ran behind Demien. "Awe, Reign, don't be so harsh! She's a newbie, she'll get the hang of it." Rayna looked up in confusion. The other cat laughed, her white-tipped ears rotating, sensing for danger.
"Hang of what?" She asked out of curiosity. Reign barked a laugh, as did a younger russet tom with a strange necklace on. "Awe, so innocent!" The other cat barked. "I'm Ruler, lovely." She purred, his whip-like tail, tracing over Rayna's frame. Rayna backed away, her lips curling. "Don't touch me!" She hissed, anger rising in her. Reign came up from behind Ruler, her eyes narrowed. "Someone's got a temper." Ruler whined in a teasing voice. "Oh no!" Reign snickered. "I'm so scared by the big, bad house cat!" Demien laughed, and Rayna shrunk backwards, trying to hide from the echoes of their teasing voices.
== Gallery ==
Tumblr on1h1so1RA1w6xf0wo1 1280-1.png|Fathom
tumblr_nluhi1dAMf1skmox9o1_500.png|Fisher
tumblr_njgxc4Ezjw1skmox9o1_500.png|Deep
tumblr_n8m63krIWv1skmox9o1_500.png|Guppy
== Credits ==
Credit to Wizzarios101 for all art on page, f2u with credit (unless specified otherwise)
Credit to Wammer17 for all writing and characters, and the banner
Category:Stories
Category:Cats