The Blue Moon

by Blitzhorse

Rockshadow runs away from the Clans. I, Iceheart, follow him. We build our own Clan away from our home, but one year later a prophecy I recieved before I left home comes true and we must return to the Clans and save them all with the help of four other cats. The Blue Moon draws nearer, and Chaos is leading the monsters the Blue Moon brings straight to the Clans. Will they survive?

1. Prologue - Chaos

Prologue –

"How much longer must I wait!" the powerful black tom hissed, his anger echoing around the cave.

"I know it is not ideal, but within the year we will be able to summon the Blue Moon, control the Mutors, have our own army, and the Clans will fall," mewed a smaller ginger tom respectfully.

The black tom's tail flicked in annoyance at the waiting time, but an evil grin crept onto his face at the mention of his plans. He yawned and looked around, his blood-red eyes scanning the cave. He exited slowly, the ginger tom following closely behind.

The two body guards that stood outside the black tom's den followed behind, sworn to protect their leader. The black tom bunched up his massive form and leaped up onto a large boulder, calling to the cats around him. "Come to me my friends! I have news of our plans!" He yowled out to the cats.

They all turned to him, their eyes glimmering hungrily at the thought of the battle they were planning. The black tom stretched, showing his battle scars, before sitting down on the gray boulder.

"I have both good and bad news," he began. All the cats had gathered, turning their bloodthirsty eyes on him.

"Bad first. It will be just under a year before we have enough fyrestones to summon the Blue Moon," he continued. Yowls of distress echoed around the clearing.

"But during this time we will be finding and training new recruits and practicing our battle skills," he concluded, knowing how much the cats around him loved the thought of power and war.

The cats cheered happily. Now for the new recruits.

"Blood, I hear there a few new recruits that need their tests?" the black tom mewed to his ginger companion. Blood nodded and turned to reveal four young cats.

"Perfect," mewed the tom. He leaped from the boulder to stand infront of the four young felines.

"Names?" he asked first, seeing if they had kept their soft rogue or kittypet names, or changed to the names they had here.

"Whiplash," replied the red/brown tom. The black tom studied Whiplash, before noticing the bloodthirsty glint in his eyes that all true fighters had. The black tom nodded at him and sent him to the left.

"Mittens," replied a soft-looking white she-cat. Then she noticed her mistake. "I… I mean… um…," she stumbled over her words, fear radiating off her in waves.

The black tom cut Mittens off. She didn't have the same glint in her eyes as Whiplash. She could never be one of us. "Let this be a lesson to us all. Kill or be killed," he snarled, his red eyes fixed on Mittens.

He lunged, his teeth sinking into her throat, quickly killing her. Blood spurted from the wound, covering his muzzle. The glorious scent of blood filled his nose, and the sharp tang of it entered his mouth. This was the taste of victory.

Loud cheers erupted from the cats gathered around him. He was proud of them all. The black tom looked to Whiplash to study his reaction to his sister's death. He was cheering with the rest of them, not a hint of sadness or loss hidden in his eyes.

"Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!" they all chanted the black tom's name. Chaos smiled evilly, relishing the taste of the blood in his mouth. "We ARE UNSTOPPABLE!" he yowled out to the crowd, throwing Mitten's body into the mass of cats like he always did. Chaos smiled as he watched his warriors tear the body apart, blood spattering every cats fur as they always did when there was death. Whiplash joined in and tore mercilessly at the body.

"That kid has real promise," Chaos murmured to Blood. Blood nodded. Chaos yowled out again, "And the Clans will never know what hit them!"

Hey guys! Thank you for trying my story! I will probably only be updating once every 1-2 weeks because i'm a busy person, but i'll try. And before any of you complain about finding similar stories, I am working with Clover108 and another friend, writing the same story from different perspectives. Clover108 will be writing from Wildsong of ThunderClan's perspective. My other friend, who doesn't have a account yet, will be writing from Cherryblossom of RiverClan's perspective. Clover hasn't put her's up yet, but I will be sure to tell you wjhen she does so you can get the full ecperience of the story!

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~ Blitz