A/N: My second fic, and my first Warriors fic (for my other fic fans, no this is not Naruto! Get out!). Although this is chapter 1, think of it more as a prologue.
Dark and Light, Black and White
Chapter 1
The Metallic scent of blood clogged the air. The body of a dead cat lay huddled next to two mewling kits. Near them, a group of four cats were watching.
"Who was she? A kittypet?" meowed a golden-brown tabby.
"Yes. Look, she has a collar. What was she doing in our territory?" replied a pale ginger she-cat.
A tom with a fluffy white coat stepped forward. "But what should we do with the kits?"
The golden-brown tabby sighed. "We don't really have a choice, do we? We'll have to take them back to the camp. They would starve and die out here."
Two of the cats nodded in agreement, and those two pushed forward to take the kits.
Suddenly one cat hissed from behind the other three. "You're just going to take two kittypet kits into the clan? Whatever happened to being clanborn!"
The cat that had spoken slinked his way out from behind the group. He was a tom with a pale-gray coat.
The white tom who had been walking towards the kits stepped forward towards the other cat with his fur on end. "You mousedung, some of the best warriors in this clan aren't clanborn! Look at Firestar!"
The ginger colored she-cat pushed in between the two fighting cats.
"Ashfur! Cloudtail! That's enough! Should Warriors fight amongst themselves? And, Ashfur, the warrior code clearly states that any warrior must help a kit in pain or danger. Regardless of clan, or lack thereof."
Both cats instantly backed down.
"Sorry, Sandstorm" Cloudtail meowed quietly.
The other cat, Ashfur, just backed away, not looking very sorry at all.
Cloudtail and Sandstorm both started walking back toward the small bundles of fur that were mewling for their mother.
The two cats were almost to the kits when they froze.
The two kits were the strangest kits that had ever been seen. One had a pure black coat with a single white dot on the back. The other seemed like the opposite. It had an entirely white coat, except for the single black dot on the back.
Then they heard a voice that seemed to come from everywhere at once.
'Two cats will bring power to the clan. And those two cats will decide its fate.'
"Cloudtail? Sandstorm? Why are you hesitating?"
After a moment of blatant staring, the two cats snapped out of their stupor, both thinking they had been the only one to hear the voice.
"No reason, Brackenfur. Let's get the kits, Sandstorm."
Sandstorm and Cloudtail bounded towards the kits, and each picked up one of the mewling bundles by the scruff.
They rejoined the patrol and began the journey from the outside of the territory to the camp. The patrol was silent, but questions were ringing through the heads of two of the cats.
'Two cats will bring power to the clan. And those two cats will decide its fate.'
Were the 'two cats' the two unnamed kits that the patrol was bringing back to camp? Were these the two kits that had so much greatness in store for them? The two kits let out a high-pitched mew at the same exact time, as the patrol headed back towards Thunderclan territory.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! R&R please! More to come! By the way, I already have the next chapter typed. I will post it when I have at least two reviews (not counting Duskcloud. She's my friend, and I know that she'll review. I also won't count it if someone reviews more than once). So just go over to that little button to the bottom left and click it. Then write a review. Thanks.
Kagekitsune49, out.