A/N: Helloz, everyone! Wynter is back with a new story, called The Elementals! This is the prologue of book 1, read, enjoy, and please review! Also, I now have a fictionpress, check it out if you want!
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Prologue-The Six
The Dark Forest is rising once more.
The clans are doomed, unless the Elementals come together again.
Shadow, weather, earth, wind, water, and fire must be reborn. Shadestorm, you will become your former self. Lightningfrost, you too. Yewsong, Flaminglight, Streamfall, Rushingflight, you must return also. I call upon the eldest of the Elementals!
Darkness enveloped the clearing, but it was the comforting darkness of sleep. Starlight pierced the shadows, and a mighty tom stepped forth. He was pure black, darker than night, with a blue hue to his fur. The tom had eyes of dark amber, with a slight tint of orange.
"Shadestorm is here."
The second of the Elementals!
Thunder boomed and electricity crackled, the air filling with the scent of ozone. A lithe she cat materialized and lightning arced down from the sky, frost growing under her paws, and tiny pinpoints of starlight in her white tortoiseshell pelt. Her ears, one orange, one blue-black, flicked as the she-cat's eyes, emerald green around the centre, fading to gold, regarded the place.
"Lightningfrost is here."
The third of the Elementals!
Catnip, marigold, lavender. Oak, coltsfoot, lemongrass. The underlying scent of fresh deathberries. A beautiful tortoiseshell she cat, somewhat plump, but still lovely, appeared from within the ferns. Sprigs of rosemary and other fragrant herbs sprung up beneath her pure white paws. The plants glimmered with silver stars, as the she cat blinked her dark amber eyes, which were almost the same as Shadestorm, though somewhat lighter.
"Yewsong is here."
The fourth Elemental!
There was a howl as the wind rose. Leaves began to rustle and rose up to join others, creating a tornado of stars and other debris. Then, it all collapsed, leaving a tom standing there, an unseen and unfelt wind ruffling his golden pelt. He had emerald green eyes, and starlight danced around him in a glittering wind.
"Rushingflight is here."
The fifth of the Elementals!
A fresh, tangy smell filled the air. It was the smell of rain in summer, mixed in with the salty scent of seawater. A wave rose up and then crashed down, leaving a small tom with black fur sitting there. Starlight shone under his paws, and reflected from the puddles of water that remained. He stood, sea blue eyes kind and gentle, tiny ripples of blue in his dark pelt.
"Streamfall is here."
I call upon the youngest of the Elementals!
There was a roar as heat washed over the five assembled cats, and a massive fire erupted. A long legged she cat was left after the flames died down. She was ginger with pinkish highlights, and had dark green eyes. Her fire coloured pelt seemed to dance in the starlight. Flames flickered around her paws, specks of fallen stars wrapped in the tall limbs of scarlet.
"Flaminglight is here."
Elementals, you must be reborn to save the clans. The Place of No Stars are rallying their forces to try and overthrow StarClan once and for all. They must be subdued for the clans to rest in peace, well, as peaceful as they usually are. All six of you will be born to Ripplesong and Silentstep, descendants of all six tribes and clans. Shadestorm, Lightningfrost, and Yewsong, you three are first.
The three said cats closed their eyes. Shadestorm melted into the shadows. Lightningfrost disappeared in a flash of lightning. Yewsong's herbs swallowed her up.
Rushingflight, Streamfall, Flaminglight, you three now.
Another tornado carried Rushingflight away. Streamfall's wave reared up and down, whisking him off. Flaminglight's fire around her paws grew, and then removed her.
May StarClan light your paths.