So here goes! This is my first warrior cats fan fiction! I actually uploaded it to DeviantArt as well, so if you want to join the story, you can go to deviant are and look for my works.
I don't own all of the characters, because I allow joining on my DeviantArt, so credits for those are at the bottom.
PART I
Night had fallen on the long stretch of forest. City lights sparkled in the distance, but the light was nothing compared to the intense shine of the many stars that dotted the night sky, and the luminous glow of the full moon. Four territories, inhabited by vicious wildcats, were hidden by the darkness, but the fifth territory could see all. Even in the thick darkness of the bone-chilling night. And somewhere in the star-littered spiritual world of the fifth territory... A silver cat, cloaked in a pelt of stars, waited impatiently.
The cat flicked her tail. Once. Twice. Three times. She seemed aggravated as she continued to wait, until the soft breeze from the edge of the territory carried a reassuring scent into the scent glands on the roof of her mouth.
"I'm dreadfully sorry to be so late." A firm, yet gentle voice echoed across the clearing as a dark ginger tom with white feet joined the silver she-cat. "I'm afraid Cinderstep couldn't make it..."
"What?!" The silver cat jumped to her paws, and her tail began to lash from side to side. "But Maggotstar, this meeting is of utmost importance!" She began to pace rapidly, her tail lashing faster. "How could-"
"Wait!" A hoarse voice called as a dark gray she-cat limped into the clearing. She had never been able to walk right, due to an injury when she was a kit that had never healed right. Her left front paw was always twisted in an odd angle, making it hard for her to hurry. She finally managed to hobble to the top of the hill and sit beside Maggotstar. "I-I'm sorry to be late, I-" She broke off in a bout of coughing.
"Cinderstep, are you okay?" The silver she-cat's voice was riddled with concern. "You sound awfully sick..." She trailed off, unsure of what to say.
"Nonsense!" Cinderstep huffed. "StarClan cats don't get sick! I'm just a little old and creaky, that's all." Cinderstep tried to hold back a cough, but that just made the next bout worse. Maggotstar and the silver cat moved forward to try to help her. "Silverheart, Maggotstar, I'm fine." She hissed stubbornly. "Concern won't make me any younger." She grumbled, and she turned to Silverheart. "Now what was it you called us here to talk about?"
"I have seen something... a vision... It was a prophecy, I'm sure of it!" Silverheart was confident in what she had seen. Maggotstar and Cinderstep looked at her expectantly, as if willing her to go on. Silverheart recalled what she had seen. "Well, I was looking out over the territories, when I was filled with a sense of dread. I closed my eyes and tried to think calm things, but it wouldn't work. When I opened my eyes... I was in a clearing of fighting cats... Blood was everywhere, the bodies of cats scattered over the clearing..." Silverheart's eyes widened in sorrow and horror. "Then I saw them... The bodies of my beloved mate... Shadestar... and our kits... Shadowclaw and Silverflight..." Silverheart started to shake uncontrollably. "And... and then... Darkness fell over everything. The cats stopped fighting, the blood disappeared, fallen warriors got back up and returned to the clans. When the night came... all was well."
Cinderstep's eyes widened. "When the bodies of fallen warriors litter the ground, and all hope is lost, a whisper in the night will bring the calm and comfort we seek." She looked at Maggotstar and Silverheart, facing their scared, confused, and curious faces. "I received the prophecy only days ago... The clan is in grave danger..."
"And if we don't find this 'whisper in the night'..." Maggotstar trailed off as his eyes widened in horror.
Silverheart was the only one who dared to utter the words... "EclipseClan will be lost forever."
PART II
The full moon shone brightly on a small clearing in the middle of the four territories, so the stars could watched their old clanmates carefully. They would be ready to send a cloud over the moon at the slightest trace of hostility. The clearing was quite a sight to behold. In one section of the clearing, a stream, lined with many mossy pebbles and boulders, ran quietly and smoothly as glossy FloodClan cats sat on some of the larger rocks. Another section of the clearing was home to a large variety of deciduous trees, with a couple brambles and ferns growing close to the trees as several LightningClan cats perched on the lower branches. Tough, dry grass and some scraggly gorse took over another section of the clearing, as TornadoClan cats sat on the tough grass, out in the open for all to see. In the fourth and final section, the ground seemed to be much marshier, and pine trees lined that section of the clearing... Although strangely enough, no cats were lurking among the few wetland reeds.
"Just like EclipseClan to take their good old time!" Several voices from the crowd whispered to one another. "Can't we just start without them?", "They're always late, just be patient!" A mother hissed at her newly apprenticed kit. "Why do we even bother to come, if they never bother to show up on time?"
"Silence!" A booming voice hissed from the center of the clearing. At once all the cats stopped and turned their heads to the tree in the center of the clearing. Four large mushrooms were growing out of the tree. One mushroom was bigger than all the others, and the leaders sat upon it. The second biggest Mushroom was home to two deputies, while the other two mushrooms sat two more deputies. The medicine cats gathered at the foot of the tree. The voice had come from a muscular yellow/orange tom, who sat on the big mushroom with two other leaders. "I am sure that EclipseClan has a good reason for being late. We just have to wait-"
"We've waited long enough!" A white she-cat with black paws and clover-green eyes snapped. She was perched confidently upon the mushroom, and she sat nearest the gorsey side of the clearing. "I will start this gathering, whether EclipseClan shows or not, and I'd like to see you try to stop me, Lionstar!"
The only cat who hadn't spoken was a blue-eyed, light brown she-cat with black tabby stripes, and white paws, stomach, chest and tail tip. "Now, Cloverstar, no need to be so-"
"Shut your yap, fish-face!" Cloverstar snapped as she lashed her tail. "I am going to start this gathering on behalf of FloodClan, whether you like it or not, Lilystar!"
"Not without us you're not!" A voice called as a dark brown tabby tom leaped out of the pine trees. His yellow eyes gleamed in the dark night. He growled at Cloverstar. "You will make the last report." He hissed. Cloverstar flexed her claws as she forced the fur along her spine to stay flat, but she didn't argue. She sat grumpily, glaring at Shadestar. Shadestar glared back, until Lionstar stepped between them.
"EclipseClan has arrived, and now the gathering can start!" He called happily, breaking the tension in the air. "All is well in LightningClan. Mintdapple has finally decided to take on an apprentice!" A white she-cat with brown and ginger spots stepped forward. Her green eyes were beaming with excitement, as a small, yellow-orange she-cat with fiery orange spots, and two white back feet stepped forward. She looked nervously from side to side, her purple eyes sifting through the sea of unfamiliar faces.
"This is Gingerpaw." Mintdapple purred. "She's learning a lot at an unbelievably fast pace." Mintdapple hadn't seemed so excited in seasons. It was as if her youth was returning to her at the mere sight of the eager apprentice. "I believe she will make a great medicine cat, even though-"
"Even though she's a kittypet?!" A black tom with brown and white patches stepped forward, making a face as if he was absolutely appalled. "She'll be running home to her Twolegs after the first battle!" The tom hissed, glaring at Gingerpaw with dark amber eyes boring into the depths of her heart and soul. Gingerpaw scrambled backwards, fear crossing her face. The tom smiled.
"That's enough, Toadleap." Lionstar hissed and he turned toward Shadestar. "Keep your deputy under control." He hissed.
Shadestar growled, and ignored Lionstar's comment. "Anything else to report?" He hissed bitterly.
"Yes. One of our queens just had kits. Cloudfluff is nursing one handsome tom, and a beautiful she-kit, Jaykit and Brightkit." Lionstar looked down at a dark gray LightningClan warrior with amber eyes, and lighter gray flecks. One of his front paws was white. "Ashstorm will make a wonderful father to the kits.
Ashstorm dipped his head. "Thank you, Lionstar." His cheeks were hot with the embarrassment of being addressed by his leader at a gathering.
Lionstar looked at Shadestar and hissed. "Now I am done."
"But now it's my turn!" Lilystar snapped, jumping forward. "You'll have to wait until my report is over." Lilystar purred at the approving glances from her clanmates. "I have great news!" She purred. "Now that New Leaf is here, the ice has just begun to melt, and the fish are returning. We grow stronger every day!" She called it as loud as she could, her voice echoing off the trees around the edge of the clearing. "Some of our apprentices have been made warriors! Welcome, the new warriors, Reedfall and Rainpuddle!"
Everyone cheered for the warriors, except for most of EclipseClan. Lilystar seemed unaffected by this ignorance. "And I am sad to say that Stonestripe has moved to the elders den, so I had to choose a new deputy to take his place. Please welcome Riverfrost, the new deputy of FloodClan!" This announcement was met with many cheers, but still EclipseClan remained silent. Cloverstar was working on the mushroom with her claws, and lashing her tail as her hackles raised. She seemed so flustered, and she looked up at the moon as if willing it to go down faster. Lilystar didn't notice any of this. "That is all. Shadestar, it's your turn." She grumbled.
Shadestar sat proud and tall atop his mushroom. "Fernleaf's kits have been born! Sagekit and Russetkit show so much promise. I can already see that they will make fine warriors! Tigerblaze must be so proud of them. Step forward, please." A bright orange tom with jet black tabby stripes and burning amber eyes stepped forward. Muscles rippled beneath his pelt as he did so. He nodded in thanks to Shadestar.
"Russetkit and Sagekit. A tom and a she-kit. I couldn't ask for anything better than that." Tigerblaze sat back down, and waited for Shadestar to continue.
"In addition to Fernleaf's kits, Owlfrost is due any day now. With Toadleap as their father, these kits will make great warriors indeed!" Shadestar looked at Toadleap proudly. Then he faced the cats of the gathering again. "I also have four new warriors to welcome to the clan. Raventhorn, Molefang, Yellowbelly, and Wolfsong!" The four siblings stepped forward as EclipseClan cheered the names of the warriors, and several warriors from other clans joined in, but most stayed silent. Shadestar ignored this.
And Cloverstar drew the gathering to a close by reporting that nothing interesting had happened, although every cat could tell that the TornadoClan cats were even jumpier than usual. Shadestar stepped forward. "Are you sure?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.
"We're fine!" Cloverstar snapped.
"Then would you mind explaining why your deputy didn't bother to attend this gathering?" Shadestar hissed, narrowing his eyes as he stared at her.
Cloverstar unsheathed her claws. "He's fine." She spat, and she began to work her claws in and out of the ground, imagining that she was clawing Shadestar's fur out. She turned around. "Come on, TornadoClan." She padded up to lead her clan home. "Let's go." And with that, WindClan was gone. Soon LightningClan followed, and then FloodClan. EclipseClan was the last to leave. Soon they had arrived back at camp, and Shadestar trotted into his den, a surprisingly roomy burrow beneath a tree stump, where he held clan meetings. He grumbled to himself until sleep finally filled him and he was whisked away into a deep, dreamless sleep.
PART III
A pain-filled yowl split the silent night air. Shadestar's eyes shot open, and he looked around wildly, wondering what had awoken him, when he heard another yowl. The clan is under attack! He thought as he raced out of the den, ready to let out a battle cry, when he noticed his warriors gathering around the nursery. He also saw Toadleap pacing just outside the entrance, some of the warriors backing off to give him his space. Owlfrost is having her kits! Shadestar finally realized, and he forced his fur to lie flat as memories soared through his head.
Shadefire paced outside the nursery as he waited for the news. The couldn't bare the sound of hearing his dear mate, Silverheart, in such pain. He stopped to tear at the ground with his claws, willing himself to take her place. Silverheart didn't deserve to go through so much pain. She was a great warrior, and an even better deputy, even though Shadefire had taken her place since she had been stuck in the nursery with a belly full of kits. These kits will be such great warriors, they have to be, because their mother was the best warrior in all the clans...
"Shadefire." Shadefire jumped as a tail rested on his shoulder he turned around to face Maggotstar. "Don't worry. She'll be fine. If she can live through a LightningClan attack, she can live through having kits."
"I know, but... Anything can happen." Shadefire looked at the ground, and suddenly the screeches stopped. Shadefire rushed into the nursery. His eyes widened at the sight of all the blood, too much blood. But he shook the thought out of his head. This is normal. Their is always blood at birth... He stepped forward and gasped when he saw five kits... Three of which were stillborn. "Silver-"
"Sh-shadefire?" She said weakly. She had given every last ounce of strength into bringing five kits into the world, only to see that three were dead before they had a chance to live. Shadefire was at a loss for words, but he nodded to show he had heard her. "The stars... are getting brighter... I'm afraid... I must go to them... to StarClan."
"No!" Shadefire screeched. he turned his head to the cat who had been watching from the corner. "Cinderstep! Can't you do something?! Can't you do anything?!" He cried.
"She's lost too much blood... I'm afraid there is nothing I can do." Cinderstep hobbled toward the entrance of the den. "I'll give you your space in your... last moments." She sighed regretfully as she left the den.
Shadefire didn't seem to have heard her. "Silverheart, you can't die!" He cried.
"It's my time, Shadefire..." Her eyes began to close.
"Wait! You have to name one of our kits before you leave!" Shadefire picked up black tom with brown tabby stripes.
"Shadowkit..." She meowed as her eyes drifted shut and she let out her last breath. Shadefire looked at Silverheart's body and closed his eyes. He looked at the two kits. The female still didn't have a name. She was silver with black stripes. "Silverkit..." He mewed. Both of the kits were beginning to mewl, and they suckled from the milk of another queen as Shadefire sat vigil for his fallen mate.
Toadleap paced back and forth as he remembered what his mother told him about Silverflight and Shadowclaw. Their mother had died giving birth to them. He paced faster, his tail lashing as he prayed for Owlfrost to be okay. He wished he could go in, but Sorrelwhisker wouldn't let him. He had tried once.
"Please just let me in! It's my mate, and I'm your brother, so you should really let me in!" He had attempted to convince his sister, but the white, black, and orange she-cat wouldn't let him.
"You may be my brother, but I am still the medicine cat." She had said this twice, a couple days ago she had told it to Tigerblaze, and now she was telling it to Toadleap.
Toadleap lashed his tail once, then began to pace again. He stopped when a tail rested on his shoulder. He turned to face Tigerblaze. "Don't even say it!" He hissed.
"I wasn't going to." Tigerblaze mewed. "This is hard times for all of us. We all know the stories. Some queens don't make it through birth."
"Fernleaf did!" Toadleap hissed, lashing his tail. He stopped, realizing that he might sound angry about Tigerblaze's mate surviving birth. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it like that. I guess I'm just a little... on edge, that's all."
"It's alright." Tigerblaze meowed. "But being a father is worth the stress, and the effort it takes. I'm sure-" Tigerblaze was interrupted as Sorrelwhisker walked out of the medicine den and trotted up to them.
"Owlfrost wishes to speak with you." Sorrelwhisker meowed. Toadleap looked terrified for a moment, but Sorrelwhisker gave him a reassuring nod and smile, letting him know that everything was alright. Toadleap rushed into the medicine den, and walked over to a white she-cat with black speckles all over her body. Her fur was ruffled and messy from the effort of giving birth. Three kits suckled at her side.
"Toadleap..." She purred when he walked in. Toadleap smiled at the sight of her and his kits. He didn't know what to say. "Aren't they beautiful?" She purred, looking down at them.
"Yeah... Almost as beautiful as you." He added and licked her cheek.
"Stop it!" She purred as her fur got hot. She pushed him away playfully. "I already named two of them." She purred. She flicked her tail at the dark brown tom with white paws. His legs seemed to be shorter than the other kits' legs. "That's Lizardkit." She purred, and she flicked her tail to the fluffy, pure white she-kit. "And that's Marshkit."
"What about the black tom?" Toadleap asked, flicking his tail at the last kit.
"I was thinking about letting you name him." She purred and she looked at Toadleap expectantly. Toadleap sat their for a little bit, thinking about the perfect name.
"Hmm..." Then suddenly a name came to him. "I think... we should call him Nightkit."
Gingerpaw~ StormHollie
Wolfsong, Tigerblaze, Cloverstar, Riverfrost~ Spywolf606
Those are their DeviantArt names, so if you want to check them out, you gotta go to DeviantArt...
Anyway, I really have to thank you for reading!