Hey, this is my first fanfic ever. This is a test to see if anyone will like this idea I've had in my head for awhile so reviews are appreciated. Any questions anyone has I would be happy to answer. This story is focused on a she-cat who is introduced a bit in here. This prologue is just to give an idea about what the Society cats are like and what's going on in Thunderclan right now.

I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. They belong to Erin Hunter. All OCs belong to me.

Prologue

In a two-leg nest several cats started taking shelter there. Since it was abandoned by two-legs the cats didn't have to worry about disturbances from them. Instead of chasing each other out of the nest a leader rose out of the group of rogues. He turned the cats into fighters and defenders. He made hem invincible. In return the cats worshiped him. Treated him with respect and loyalty. The leader also made sure that the cats he taught feared him. The leader knew that if they didn't fear him one of them could try and turn on him.

The leader created social hierarchy amongst the group. The leader being the top, next was second-in-command and fighters, then she-cats, last is the injured. The tom made everything in his own image. She-cats were are not allowed to fight. The she-cats are only used to create kits. Toms are above she-cats. The cat decided to call the group Society.

This system for these cats has been working for moons. The leadership was passed down from father to son. If the father had multiple sons he would make the sons fight to the death for the leader spot. Whoever won was seen fit to rule over the cats. A regular fighter was allowed to challenge the leader to a duel and whoever one became the new leader.

Society cats began to notice that four large group of cats at the lake close to where they live. The new leader of Society decided to do something about it. Society had been living beside the clan cats for 48 seasons in silent hatred. This new leader was a regular fighter who challenged the leader to a duel and won. His first order as the new leader was to start disposing of the clan cats. The new leader came up with a plan of taking over the clan cats.

Before the leader put the plan into action his own kit turned against him. The kit was a she-kit who could see the faults in the Society. She didn't want to have to live in the Society. She wanted to be able to fight and live like a cat. For eight moons the she-kit lived there fighting against the rules until a threat to her life causes her to flee. She runs into some of the clan territory where she gets further injured. She gets chased off by cats that refer to themselves as Shadowclan until she runs into cats willing to help that refer to themselves as Thunderclan.

Breezeleaf welcomed the calming sense that Starclan provided. He had just closed his eyes but when he opened them he was in Starclan. The beautiful fields with glittered starlight in the grass. Whenever he came to Starclan he always ended up in the open field with tall grass. He tried to look in the distance except it was just never ending starlight. His sharp ears could hear rabbits that shuffled in the grass but Breezeleaf could never catch a scent of it.

He never understood why Starclan brought him to an open field when he was Thunderclan. He needed the shelter the trees provided for him. Out in the open his black fur was easy to spot. As he focused on the horizon in front of him he didn't notice the cat that appeared in a twinkle of stars. The white she-cat stared at the black tom with loving green eyes. Breezeleaf feels a soft tail wrap around him. Turning to face the glittering white she-cat he lets out,

"Snoweye, I've missed you!" The black tom nuzzles her gently purring.

"My kit, I'm sorry to say I'm not here on good wishes." The white she-cat's face turns solemn as she continues, "The great blue above shall oversee the destruction of the white beast."

Breezeleaf watches in horror as a blinding bright light blinds him. It swallows his mother from view. The light is so intense and bright it burns his fur. A heat so hot he can feel it reaching down into him as if to sear his heart. Breezeleaf wills himself to wake but nothing happens. The light still surrounds him. Fear starts to set in. He tries to run away but everywhere he turns the light is there.

"Snoweye please! Help me!"

Nothing answers him. Nothing helps him. Breezeleaf is hopeless and exhausted from trying to outrun the blinding light. He finally curls in a ball as if to hide himself away from the light. It doesn't work. It still claws at him as if to burn him until he will join Starclan. All Breezeleaf tries to picture is the face of his mother. Her sad look fading as it gets blocked by the light. Slowly Breezeleaf falls into a dark surrounding blue that chases away the blinding light. It reminds him of the dark waves in the lake that is the center of the four clans.

"Breezeleaf, the great blue is not what you expect. Have faith in us, in your leader, and in yourself." Its Snoweye's soft voice. It's all he hears as his visions blackens and he opens his eyes. Breezeleaf expects the blinding light to be there. Instead he's back in his den in Thunderclan camp.

The only light Breezeleaf see's is the gentle morning sun seeking its way into camp and his den. He breathes a sigh of relief relishing the familiar scent of herbs. He'd take this sort of light any day. Rather than the horrific burning light he experienced. It was as if Starclan themselves ordered the sun to try to talk to him.

I need to speak with Snowstar. Breezeleaf knew that his brother would want to know about this message as soon as possible. He knew that Starclan was trying to warn him about something. Breezeleaf prays that whatever is to come Starclan will help them. Quickly Breezeleaf left heading to his brother's den. The Highledge already had a cat upon it. Luckily it was Snowstar. Hurrying up the rocks Breezeleaf forced himself not to look worried in case other cats were watching.

"I need to speak with you," Breezeleaf urges. Snowstar's green eyes that are so like their mother's makes the prophecy all the more real to Breezeleaf. Snowstar nods and lets Breezeleaf lead the way into his den. After settling down Snowstar begins,

"Have you spoken with Starclan?" Snowstar was able to recognize the panic that was Breezeleaf's eyes. Breezeleaf nodded and launches into his dream from Starclan. Starting from the open field to the blue abyss that saved him. All the while Snowstar was just as confused and curious as to what Starclan wanted.

"What do you think it means?" Snowstar asks. The white tom was surprised to hear the prophecy the medicine cat received. Snowstar feared that it meant danger ahead. Only Starclan spoke in riddles and gave no answers. Always leaving Snowstar with more questions. How big is the threat? When will it come? Who is the great blue?

"I have no idea. I do believe that it warns of danger," Breezeleaf answers voicing Snowstar's thoughs then adds, "All I believe we can do is think about it and wait for more signs. Have faith in Starclan, Snowstar."

"Thank you brother," Snowstar meows gratefully. Breezeleaf had eased most of the worries that Snowstar felt about the prophecy and what to do about it. Breezeleaf nods and stands to leave to get ready for the day.

"Breezeleaf I feel I should tell you something," Snowstar meows hesitantly.

"I know that you have a mate," Snowstar whispers. Breezeleaf's eyes grew wide and his mouth gaped open in shock.

"How did you figure it out?" Breezeleaf asks. Snowstar had half expected his brother to deny it and try to further hide it. Instead he openly admitted it to his own leader.

"Molepaw has the same green eyes as you. Also, Spottedpelt can't find anything better to do than to stare at you. You're lucky Fernpaw and Molepaw look more like their mother."

"They're beautiful kits. I couldn't be prouder." Breezeleaf looks fearless and like a proud father should. Snowstar is thankful that when his kits come that he won't have to hide like Breezeleaf.

"Anyways, I'll wait and see if Starclan will speak with me too," Snowstar meows dismissively. Breezeleaf nods having a hard look in his eyes. Breezeleaf is thankful that he doesn't have to hide the fact anymore but he's curious if Snowstar will tell everyone. Breezeleaf left Snowstar's den wondering if Starclan would speak to the new leader. If they did he wondered if Snowstar would even know if it was a sign.

As Breezeleaf left a warrior from the dawn patrol ran in and went straight to Snowstar's den not stopping. When the tom entered his leader's den he was out of breath. Snowstar was surprised that the dawn patrol was back so quick. To Snowstar's surprise that wasn't true.

"Snowstar, we just found a she-cat in our territory."