Prologue
June 5th, 1944.
"I remembered when it was clear, not even a cloud in the sky, it was raining for the past few days and tonight was a go. The ships shone in the night time sky and many of us were boarding the boats and planes and we were off." A voice began the narration. Out of the building came out a fluffy white tom with blue eyes as he went up to the three cats that were getting onto their plane.
"But Uncle, why don't you and Brightpaw come with me to the beach, I don't want to paratroop into the country without you." Cloudpaw said as he feared for his safety.
"I know that you wouldn't miss me from before. But, I understand your concern for the both of us but we'll be fine. And hopefully you can stroll onto the beaches with ease with us disrupting behind their lines. I still the both of us make it and link up." Fireheart told his nephew. He soon gave him a hug.
"If you are praying for us to stay safe in the streets, then we'll be praying for your safety. After all, you still have your friends Ashpaw and Fernpaw with you." Brightpaw smiled. She soon gave him a hug to show for his safety.
"Fireheart, Brightpaw it's time to go." Whitestorm commanded. Mousefur and Thornpaw were the last to enter the plane.
"We'll be going. Wish us luck out there. First Normandy, then the Rhine River." Fireheart gave Cloudpaw a handshake to the very end. He, Brightpaw and Whitestorm entered the paratroop plane as it took off.
"All troops heading to Normandy enter ships 4, 12 and 27." A voice called out. Cloudpaw hung onto his rifle as he entered with Ashpaw and Fernpaw.
"You excited?" Ashpaw asked.
"Nervous." Cloudpaw admitted entering the ship.
"They'll be okay, you'll be okay I promise." Said a loving voice, it was Brindleface.
"Come along now, we have a night to sleep then we'll be on those beaches." Ashpaw mewed.
"I wonder if I would be assigned to the same beach as Dustpelt?" Fernpaw asked excited.
"That is enough about Dustpelt." Darkstripe's stern voice called out.
"Cut her some slack." Dustpelt snapped at Darkstripe.
"That is enough or you'll both be assigned different beaches." Bluestar shouted. "It's time we get some rest; we have a big day ahead of us." She walked away as she let the three apprentices enter their bunks to get some rest.
Allegiances: (The characters for them will be assigned name, rank and weapon they will be using. This will be Thunderclan only.)
Leader: Bluestar (Rank: Staff Sergeant, Weapon: M1A1 Thompson)
Deputy: Fireheart (Rank: Sergeant, Weapon: M1 Carbine)
Medicine cat: Cinderpelt (Rank: Medical personal, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Warriors:
Whitestorm (Rank: Corporal, Weapon: M1 Carbine)
Darkstripe (Rank: Corporal, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Frostfur (Rank: PFC, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Brindleface (Rank: PFC, Weapon M1918A2 BAR)
Longtail (Rank: Corpral, Weapon: M1903A4 Springfield with a 330C Scope)
Mousefur (Rank: PFC, Weapon: M1 Carbine)
Brackenfur (Rank: PFC, Weapon: M3A1 Grease Gun)
Dustpelt (Rank: PFC, Weapon: M1A1 Thompson)
Sandstorm (Rank: PFC, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Apprentices:
Swiftpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Cloudpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Brightpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon: M1 Carbine)
Thornpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon M1 Carbine)
Fernpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon: M1918A2 BAR)
Ashpaw (Rank: Private, Weapon: M1 Garand)
Trainers: Cats training new recruits (Kits) for battle.
Goldenflower (Rank: Staff Sergeant, Weapon: M1919A4 MMG)
Speckletail (Rank: Staff Sergeant, Weapon: M1A1 Thompson)
Willowpelt (Rank: Corporal, Weapon: M3A1 Grease Gun)
High Ranking Staff (Elders) These cats don't have weapons.
One-eye (Rank: Master Sergeant)
Smallear (Rank: Master Sergeant)
Dappletail (Rank: First Sergeant)
[A/N]: This is my first time doing a war themed Warriors fanfic. If you are reading, I need help on gathering trucks, tanks, aircraft, ships and artillery that I would like to use so if you're a history buff such as myself, send me some of what you want me to use for these battles. Drop me some history that I can research, I will need it.
