Well, welcome to my first ever M rated Warriors story. As this is my first M rated Warriors story with this much intensity, feedback will be nice. Not much in the M rated side is in chapter 1 but chapter 2….well once you get to the end it gets quite obvious. At least I think so.

As for the content...it's pretty much going to be every mature rated thing out there that's going to be in the story. Torture, violence, rape, lemons. You name it and it's probably going to be in here. Fans of A Scarred Face are definitely going to love the torture scenes (more details are given. Yay!)

It will feature some fantasy elements as well (but that won't appear until later on). Anyway, enjoy the prologue and chapter 1….

Prologue

How did this happen? Cinderheart wasn't sure. Her fur was soaked through with blood and it dripped down onto the cold stone floor. Was it her own blood? Or was it the blood of others? How could she even be sure it was even blood. It could be water.

Her blue eyes. It was a struggle to move them.

Was that her organs over there? Or was that a piece of rock in the shape of a liver? That was possible.

The rock walls around her. Was her blood smeared on it? Was it anyone's blood?

No. It wasn't hers. Or was it? She wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of much anymore. Was she even alive? Would StarClan even accept her into their ranks? Was it even possible after this? Would they accept her tainted body?

She tried to lift up a paw but it was too much. She couldn't move anything. Feeling was going away. Everything was going away. What would happen next?

Would he be alright?

Cherrykit.

Where was she?

She was here a moment ago. Or was she? The concept of time didn't exist anymore. Or did it?

Feeling fading.

How much more must happen?

Feeling slipping away.

What was left for her?

Feeling gone.

All that's left is nothing.

Chapter 1

Cinderheart opened her eyes. The sunlight of the morning streamed through the cracks in the bracken overhead. Around her, her clanmates were awakening as well. It was another day in ThunderClan.

The gray tabby got to her paws and slipped out of the den. Outside, it was a wonderful day. The sun shone overhead, the wind was gentle and wafted in scents of prey from the forest. Today was definitely going to be a good hunting day.

Around her the early morning camp bustle went on. Cats streamed in and out with fresh-kill that was added to the large pile. The air was loud with the sounds of talking cats. First thing first. She put on a happy face before walking over to Briarlight.

The dark brown she-cat looked up from the fresh-kill she was enjoying. Her useless back legs were splayed behind her. "Hey Cinderheart," purred Briarlight as Cinderheart settled down next to her.

"Hey," replied Cinderheart. "How are you today?" With a careful eye she watched the she-cat for any sign of discomfort. She had heard rumors around camp that Briarlight probably wouldn't make it through the next leaf-bare and that was being generous.

"I'm fine," replied Briarlight. She coughed and then looked up at Cinderheart. "Really, I'm fine."

"Sure," replied Cinderheart. She didn't believe it though. It was odd but she could sense that everyday Briarlight was slipping further and further away. She found it funny that sometimes she knew how to treat injured cats. That was working right now.

Cinderheart yelped as something sharp clamped down on her tail. She twisted around to see what it was, her claws out. "Cherrykit," she sighed in relief. If she had reacted a second earlier the kit probably would have suffered major injuries.

"I'm sorry Cinderheart!" cried Poppyfrost. She ran over and plucked Cherrykit off Cinderheart's tail.

"I'm a warrior Poppyfrost!" exclaimed the young kit. She swiped the air with her tiny claws. "I'll take care of all the enemies in my way!"

Poppyfrost put her kit down and glared at her. "Cherrykit! You shouldn't bother your aunt like that. She was probably having a serious conversation with Briarlight before you rudely interrupted."

Cherrykit's ears drooped and she seemed to get even smaller than she actually was. "It's fine Poppyfrost," said Cinderheart. She liked Cherrykit's enthusiasm. It would serve her well in apprenticeship. It would be bad if it was crushed apart now. "Cherrykit is just practicing to be a warrior." She lifted up her tail. "My tail's not even bleeding. It's fine."

Poppyfrost seemed unsure but she accepted the fact that Cinderheart was alright.

Cinderheart looked down on Cherrykit. "Hey. Tell you what? Why don't I take you out on a tour of the clan territory?"

Poppyfrost stared at her sister in surprise. It was one of Firestar's new ideas. Get the kits out of camp to show them what will be in store for them in a couple of moons. Also it would help stop kits from wanting to leave camp because they weren't allowed to. Of course the kits needed to be under constant supervision the whole time for it would be quite easy for a kit to fall into camp if they weren't careful.

Cherrykit's eyes became wide and she looked up hopefully at her mother. "Can I go Poppyfrost?" she begged. "I'll be on my best behavior. I'll do everything that Cinderheart tells me to do."

"Are you sure about this?" asked Poppyfrost. "She can be quite a pawful at times."

Cinderheart shook her head. "It's fine." She bid farewell to Briarlight before leaving camp with the young kit in tow. Once they were outside Cinderheart stepped to the side to let the young kit have full view of the territory.

"Wow!" exclaimed Cherrykit. "It's so big!"

"Of course," said Cinderheart. "we need a lot of territory so we may feed all of our clanmates. Now, do you want to go see the lake?"

Cherrykit began bouncing up and down in excitement. "Yes! Yes!"

Cinderheart purred in amusement. "Well then, shall we get going?"

Cinderheart and Cherrykit began the walk down to the lake. Every now and then Cherrykit would stop and ask Cinderheart what a certain plant was or what a sound was. Cherrykit even tried catching a mouse. Well, she may not have actually caught it but her form was pretty good.

"Don't worry," said Cinderheart. "You'll be able to catch many mice after you become an apprentice. You will be bigger and stronger by then."

"Okay," said Cherrykit. She glared at the bush were the mouse had escaped to. "I let you live today!"

After a couple more interruptions, the two finally reached the lake. "Wow!" cried Cherrykit. She ran down to the edge of the lake water and stared at it. "It's bigger than I thought it would be!"

"Don't run in," warned Cinderheart. "The lake gets deep suddnely."

"I won't!" promised Cherrykit before she began exploring the lake bank.

Cinderheart was about to join the kit when she heard someone calling her name behind her. She turned and her eyes lit up when she spotted the golden brown tabby tom. "Lionblaze!"

"How are you today?" he asked as he walked over to her. "Kitsitting I see."

"Cherrykit was driving Poppyfrost crazy so I thought I would take care of her for a bit to give her a break," replied Cinderheart. She had recently realized that she had feelings for the tom. It was weird to be around him now. She didn't know how he felt about her. Did he like her the same way she felt about him?

"Oh," said Lionblaze. The two cats fell into a comfortable silence. They watched Cherrykit splash in the shallow water, the droplets catching the air beautifully. It was kind of romantic in an odd way. "Cinderheart?"

Cinderheart jumped. "Y..yes?" she asked nervously.

"Do you…um…do you…"

Oh StarClan, was he going to ask her that question. This was probably the most nerve-racking thing that has ever happened to her! How would he ask her? Would it be short and quick? Or would it be a long drawn out speech of some sort?

"Lionblaze!"

Lionblaze flinched and moved away from Cinderheart as Dovepaw ran over. What rotten timing Dovepaw had. "I need to talk to you," she said to her mentor. She glanced at Cinderheart for a moment before focusing on her mentor again. "It's important."

Lionblaze sent Cinderheart an apologetic look. She flicked her tail to show it was alright. "I need to keep an eye on Cherrykit," she said to try to keep any scrap of dignity left. She would not be the kind of she-cat that needed a tom around.

"Alright. We'll talk later," promised Lionblaze before mentor and apprentice disappeared into the undergrowth.

Cinderheart knew she shouldn't feel down about this. They would talk later. She joined Cherrykit in the shallow water. They may not have been RiverClan cats but still, trying to catch the small fish in the lake was fun. Cinderheart lost track of time as they played. This kit-like innocence of play reminded her of her own time as a kit.

Cinderheart froze and turned to the trees of ThunderClan. Her eyes scanned them quickly but she could see nothing out of the ordinary.

"What is it?" asked Cherrykit as she sensed Cinderheart's mood.

"I feel like somecat's watching us," replied Cinderheart. Realizing how creepy that sounded she added, "But I think it might have just been my imagination. A clancat would have just come up to us and asked to join us."

Cherrykit didn't look convinced. Now she was looking at the shadows of the trees for whatever spooked Cinderheart. Now Cinderheart really felt bad. Cherrykit would probably have nightmares tonight. "I'll go check to make sure nothing is there," said Cinderheart before making her way over to the trees. It was odd but the feeling of being watched was gone now. It was very weird. Cinderheart wasn't usually this jumpy. After a quick look and realizing there was nothing there she decided it would be best to return to Cherrykit now.

A yowl ripped through the air.

A yowl filled with fear.

Cherrykit.

Cinderheart's blood turned cold and she ran like foxes were on her tail. As soon as she broke the trees surrounding the lake she spotted Cherrykit in the lake. The kit's little paws were trying to keep herself afloat but it seemed like something was trying to force her underwater.

"Cherrykit!" yowled Cinderheart. "I'm coming!" Cinderheart ran towards the lake but before her paws could even touch the water, she felt something smash against her side. Air was knocked out of her lungs as she fell from the blow. Her head hit the rocks by the lake and blackness consumed her but she could still hear Cherrykit's yowls in the darkness.

Cinderheart's eyes opened and she lifted her head slowly. She felt like there was someone pounding the inside of her skull. What happened? She was by the trees and then she heard Cherrykit scream...Cherrykit! Where was she? Where was Cherrykit?

The gray she-cat ignored the pain in her limbs as she struggled to her paws. From her surroundings she could gather she was in some kind of cave. She pushed her bruised body to the cave entrance and stepped outside. Once she did, she wished she could run back inside.

The moon was bright and everything before her shone with clarity. Cats mounted on other cats, moans singing high into the air. The scents danced around Cinderheart like some kind of sick song. Echoes of "more more" and "deeper!" coursed around her.

What was this! Why were cats? Why were cats doing something so sacred in front of her? Why were they doing it in front of others? Didn't they feel any shame for what they were doing?

Hearing something to her left, she saw a young brown she-cat surrounded by three toms. All seemed to be having their way with her at the same time. They were all satisfying their own pleasure. And unlike Cinderheart who felt disgusted by looking at it, she was screaming in ecstasy.

This was maddening! Cinderheart's eyes looked around wildly for a way out. She had to escape from here. This was crazy. These cats were crazy. The area that these cats were doing it in was surrounded on all sides by huge stone walls. The stone walls seemed too high and too smooth for Cinderheart to be able to climb it.

The cave.

The cave must be the way out of this Dark Forest!

The gray she-cat turned back to the cave but a ragged white tom blocked her path. His golden eyes glinted with lust. "Now where do you think you're going?" he hissed.