Spectral Legacies:
A/N: Drift is a horned fox with many colors, green eyes, a scarred muzzle, a lithe build, and a "V" shaped nick in her right ear. The scar is about an inch and a half from the front tip of her nose.
Drift awoke to the sound of rushing water. She looked around. She couldn't figure out where the sound was coming from. Then water rushed into Drift's cave. Drift was swept into the current. She flailed uselessly. The current was extremely strong. Drift's back got rammed into a rock making her cry out in pain. The current was excruciatingly painful. The currents roughly tore at her fur. Her back then was rammed into an Elder Oak Tree. Drift's back was cut open. Her brother Blazeer… Drift nearly cried at the memory of her brother's kind and helpful voice. Then Drift saw a Mech-Shark. A robotic-alloy shark made by Jair. Jair was the evil human who had killed her family, that killed a part of…her. It was as if a part of her soul broke off when her brother, sister, mother and father took their final breaths. Drift hated Jair. She was nine months old for StarClan's sake! Jair will die! He will be slaughtered like the animal he is. The Mech-Shark drew closer. It grasped Drift's neck in its jaws. She'd know it would come to this. But, she didn't expect to die so soon. Drift closed her eyes and waited for her fate. She heard a yowl. Drift opened her eyes as the force around her neck slightly decreased. She turned her head to see three cats. One black, one brown, and one ginger. They were going to try to kill the Mech-Shark, thought Drift.
"Get away before you—" Drift was cut off as the force around her neck quickly increased. The Mech-Shark was throwing a last attempt! Drift thought. Drift then slowly started to lose consciousness as her neck continued to bleed. Drift soon awoke an hour later. She was in a cave again. A different cave, she turned her head. Drift saw the three cats.
"Who are you?" Drift asked.
"I am Shade." the black cat said.
"I am Dusk." The brown cat said.
"I am Rust." The ginger cat said.
Drift was confused. "Are you part of cat Clans?" Drift asked.
"Were." Shade replied.
"Were?" Drift asked.
"How do I put this…we're outcasts." Dusk mewed.
"Outcasts? You mean you were banned from a Clan?" Drift asked.
"Murder." Rust muttered.
"Who'd you kill?" Drift queried.
"Shadowstar." Shade replied calmly.
"You killed the leader of SoulClan?" Drift asked.
"You're stupid aren't you?" Rust muttered.
Drift flinched. "You're murderers; I'll never be like you!" Drift suddenly snarled. "I'd rather die than dream of being a murderer!"
Shade looked at Drift. He jumped and clawed her muzzle. Leaving a deep bloody scar. Drift looked up, only to see Dusk and Rust trying to hold Shade back from attacking again. Then Shade broke free, he jumped up and tore a "V" shape into Drift's right ear. Which also started bleeding. Drift shook her head to clear it. Then realization hit: These three were merciless. They killed for sport…not survival. Drift ran out of the cave. The cats didn't follow. She ran and ran, until it hurt her lungs to breathe. Drift didn't know what to do. Her muzzle and ear still bled. Drift finally collapsed from exhaustion. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Too many people were corrupt in this world. The next morning it was raining. Drift awoke to the soft pattering of the rain. She was tired beyond belief.
A/N: How'd you like?