"Excuse me," Leafpool asked, ringing the campana on the main checkout counter. "Do tu have a book on the history of herbs?" Suddenly, a large book hit her head, and her pelaje, piel bristled. "NO TALKING IN THE LIBRARY!" Brokenstar Yelled, staring at her with wild, hatred-filled eyes.
Suddenly she looked down at the book, which was titled "The History Of Herbs" por Yellowfang. " Um, thank you." She nervously said, and ran out with the book clenched in her mouth.
This was a normal día at the Warriors Library. With Brokenstar at the front desk, every cat that so much as breathed got a book to the head. Owlstar, the book store manager, was thinking about a new librarian...
Suddenly, Tigerstar jumped into the store, his brown and black striped pelt gleaming unnatrully. "Brokenstar, I need a book about how to rule the forest!" He proudly demanded. Brokenstar stared at him thoughtfully for a heartbeat, and then his eyes filled with hatred as he threw a book at Tigerstar. "NO TALKING!" He screamed. Tigerstar was taken aback. "Is that a way to talk to your future ruler?" Tigerstar taunted, shaking his fur. Brokenstar growled at him, then flicked his tail at the book. Tigerstar looked down at it.
"How To Be A Supreme Leader" it read, and Tigerstar stared in awe at the author. Brokenstar?! He glanced at him as the wild cat's eye twitched. "I'll go then..."
Tigerstar sprinted out of the door, making sure the book was clenched tightly in his jaws.
Brokenstar paced back and forth, muttering to himself. He never got anyone to just shut up, even though Owlstar had strictly dicho "No talking in the library". He was infuriated at this, how no cat would any longer follow his orders. I am a great leader, He thought. Why won't people listen to me?!
Suddenly, Sorrelpaw leaped into the store, bouncing happily toward the counter. "Periodicals, please!" She said, quickly dodging the heap of magazines that flew through the air at her. "STOP TALKING FOR THE SAKE OF STARCLAN!" Brokenstar pleaded, still wild-eyed. Sorrelpaw laughed. "Ha! Your funny," She taunted. Suddenly she started looking at the magazines, frowning as she could not find what she wanted. Brokenstar flicked his tail toward the Magazine isle, and she bounced through it. "Thank you," She dicho as she walked out with a copy of Cat Fancy and Justin Beiber Magazine. "Justin Beiber got a new haircut!"
Brokenstar shook his head. "She-cats," He groaned.
Then, Brambleclaw came in, strutting happily. "Hey, Brokenstar," He greeted. "I need a book on how to rule the forest."
"We don't have it, SO STOP TALKING!" He yelled, throwing a book at him.
Brambleclaw swiflty dodged the book. "Aren't tu talking por saying 'Stop Talking'?" Brambleclaw pointed out. Suddenly, Brokenstar stared at him for understanding. "Oh," He said. Brambleclaw picked up the book and chuckled. "Now it's your turn," He said, and threw the book at him. Brokenstar shook his head after the impact. "Your book is not here," He growled. Brambleclaw's eyes turned to shards of green. "Then where is it?" He growled back.
BACK AT SHADOWCLAN
"The first step to ruling the forest," Tigerstar chuckled. Then he stared in awe at what it read. "KILL TIGERSTAR?!" He ran away from the book, screaming like a she-cat.
BACK AT THE LIBRARY
"Yeah, um..." Brokenstar stammered. He started pacing back and forth. "Oh just forget it," Brambleclaw said. "Just get me a copy of The Darkest Hour."