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Y/N - Your name

F/C - Favourite color

H/C - Natural hair color

F/F - Favourite food

A/N - Apprentice name

W/N - Warrior name

Italics - Thoughts

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Y/N was lying on her bed, gazing at the glowing screen in her death grip. She gasped as Hawkfrost encouraged Brambleclaw to kill Firestar, backed up by the spirit of Tigerstar. Come on Brambleclaw, you can do it! You can do it!

Suddenly, she broke into a huge grin, and started cheering at the top of her lungs. The neighbours probably thought she was watching rugby. Instead she was doing something even better! Reading Warrior Cats!!

She gasped, as Hawkfrost leaped for Brambleclaw and then Bramb- Just then, her face dropped, as the worst possible thing that could happen, happened!

"IT'S DEAD??? WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?"

Slowly sitting up, she plugged her phone in, almost crying. As soon as it was on charge, she laid back down, grabbed a pillow to hug, and started screaming with pure rage.

"WHY IS IT DYING NOW OF ALL TIMES? I NEED TO KNOW THE ENDING!!!"

She glared at her phone with the rage of a thousand dying suns, and stomped down the stairs to make some Breakfast/Lunch/Dinner.

Y/N wanted to make some F/F, but didn't have the ingredients/and/or/skill to make it. So she had to settle for a mediocre sandwich.

She chewed angrily on the sandwich, glaring at it when it was on her plate, and then just glaring at the wall when she had eaten it.

She realised that her phone could've possibly finished charging by now, and instantly jumped up, and sprinted towards her bedroom.

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A/N: Yes, it took you that long to make a sandwich.

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She bellyflopped onto her bed, and peered at her phone suspiciously, before turning it on with the touch of a finger. 

As soon as the device registered it, the screen flashed white, before showing her F/C lock screen. Y/N urgently typed in the password, and swiped.

"YE- What the hell?"

She looked at her phone, and gasped as she saw a swirling white visual where her online book should be. It looked like the PNG images you got when you searched up 'white portal', but it was 3D.

Without a seconds hesitation, Y/N thought three things.

1. Did I get hacked? Did I lose my book?

2. Is this one of those ASMR apps that I get ads for?

3. HOW IN THE NAME OF KFC IS IT COMING OUT OF MY PHONE??

As you could tell by the last thought, the portal was indeed swirling out of her phone, and pulling Y/N with strong force.

Y/N shrieked, and threw her phone across the room, so hard that it should've broken. But it didn't. It was as if a strong wind was pushing her towards the portal.

Y/N just sat on the bed, as all her remaining braincells shriveled up and died. 

"Y'know what? Fuck it."

Y/N said suddenly, as she finally made a decision. She threw herself at the portal, before realizing that it wasn't big enough to fit her, and she was about to be stuck, half in, half out.

Until the portal suddenly turned into a giant swirling vortex. The vortex was pulling with such force, Y/N couldn't even stop if she wanted to.  

As Y/N fell into the portal, she heard voices. 

No, not that kind of voices. 

The voices of how she imagined her favourite characters to sound, and some that she liked, but didn't love.

"Take me home to Kansas!"

"Come on Brasswitch."

"A Wundersmith?"

"The boy who lived."

"Konichiwa!"

"The black swan."

"Aslan!"

Y/N wasn't even surprised anymore, she kinda thought this was a dream, but was really really hoping it wasn't.

As she flew into the portal, she started whooping. It was kinda like a big wormhole, but it had windows, and through the  windows she could see fictional characters, and their worlds.

 Harry Potter, Tanjiro Kamado, Sophie Foster, Wren, Morrigan Crow, and so many other characters. Some she recognised, and others she didn't. 

"If this is a dream, I really, really, really, really don't want to wake up. Someone disable my alarm please."

As she flew along, she looked ahead, and saw an end to the portal. It was a birds eye view of what seemed to be a small town.

There was a forest, a river, and so many cats. One orange cat in particular, who seemed to be ready to pounce off a wall into a forest.

"Oh my God. No way. I'm going into Warrior Cats."

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