Beginning of a new story. I got rather creative with some ideas I had...and so I created another story. This takes place in the old territory many seasons before young Rusty/Firepaw was born. This story is filled with adventure, mystery and love. There are also many twists and tragedies that will be shocking...maybe. So here we go, the first chapter to this exciting, fun-filled adventure.

Chapter 1

A young tortoiseshell curled her tail around two kits. Another cat sat by her, he was a large, dark gray tom. His eyes focused on the entrance of the nursery. The tortoiseshell's eyes gazed worriedly at the entrance. Her two kits moved around a bit, squeaking for their mother's milk. One kit was a dark gray tabby tom with black stripes and a distinctive white chest and paws. The other was a black she-kit with a distinctive gold splotch on her chest.

"What if they return?" she whispered.

The large tom turned his head and licked her ear affectionately. "I'll be here if they return. I won't let them touch you or our kits."

The tortoiseshell lowered her eyes and stared at her two kits. "They stole one, Cinderstar. WindClan stole my kit!" she cried out furiously. Another queen turned her head and looked up.

"My kit and I are trying to sleep." She snapped.

The tortoiseshell she-cat turned towards the other queen. "I'm sorry Ferntail." She meowed.

"You should get some rest, Brightflower." The large tom meowed to his mate. She nodded and curled up into a tight ball with her two remaining kits close to her chest.

"I hope they didn't kill him." She mewed. Cinderstar closed his eyes and took a deep breathe. Brightflower closed her tired eyes and slowly fell asleep. Cinderstar sat there for a moment and looked at his mate. Memories came pouring down, he remembered when his kits were born, Brightflower and him were so happy. That seemed so long ago even though it had only been two moons.

Suddenly a rustle in the bushes interrupted Cinderstar's thoughts. The large tom's fur rose as he glared at the entrance of the nursery. He was ready to attack. A small white head peeked into the nursery's entrance.

"Cinderstar?" the white cat mewed. "Could you come out please." She asked. Cinderstar slowly crawled out cautiously.

"What is it, Whitewhisker?" he meowed to his deputy.

"ThunderClan is still strong, we haven't lost any warriors from the WindClan attack." She mewed happily. Cinderstar took a sigh of relief knowing that his clan wasn't hurt that badly. "I have something more important to tell you." Whitewhisker spoke again. "Bluefeather said she needed to speak to you right away."

Without another moment to lose, Cinderstar dashed over to the medicine cat's den. There he saw ThunderClan's medicine cat, Bluefeather, organizing her herbs. Her blue-gray fur seemed silver under the moonlight, her tail looked like silver feathers slowly moving with the wind. She saw Cinderstar approaching. She set her herbs down and sat in front of her den. Cinderstar came over and sat down in front of her.

"Greetings Cinderstar." She dipped her head.

"Hello there, Bluefeather." The large gray tom mewed. "Whitewhisker said you had a message for me."

"Yes. Before WindClan attacked I was napping, that's when I received that dream." She began. "There is a new prophecy and if it can't be fulfilled all the clans will be in jeopardy."

Cinderstar's eyes widened. "What is it?" he asked.

Bluefeather paused to think for a moment.

"Moon and sun will clash,

wind will stop blowing,

the river will stop flowing,

shadows will perish

and thunder shall vanish.

Destruction shall prevail.

But the one with a heart made of pure gold

must seek the missing stars…

Kin, Fate and Friendship of four

will protect and shed blood

for the chosen one."

"What does it mean, Bluefeather?" Cinderstar asked in confusion.

Bluefeather looked up into the night sky. "All I know is the four clans will be in great danger if the one with heart of pure gold isn't found."

"Tumblekit and Goldenkit…" he mumbled. "Goldenkit, my black kit, has a golden spot of fur right on her chest where her heart is. Is she…?"

Bluefeather's eyes widened. "Yes…I think so." She paused. "Four others shall protect her, according to the prophecy."

Cinderstar nodded. "When will the prophecy begin?"

"I guess when the moon and sun clash, she must find the missing stars." Bluefeather mewed.

"Should I tell Brightflower?" Cinderstar asked. Bluefeather shook her head.

"We don't want to get her worried. When the moon and sun clash, we must tell Goldenkit the prophecy that she must fulfill. Until then she should live a normal life, do not tell her about the prophecy until it's time." She mewed.

"Why would StarClan send you a prophecy now? It's too early." Cinderstar questioned.

"To prepare us…I guess." Bluefeather looked up at Cinderstar with confusion. "I'm sorry…But I don't know."

"It's okay Bluefeather. Thank you for telling me." Cinderstar dipped his head. He looked up into the sky and closed his eyes. "When StarClan? When will she have to fulfill this prophecy…" he mumbled. Suddenly a large gust of wind blew by. Cinderstar and Bluefeather gazed up at Silverpelt, both begged for answers.

"Moon and sun will clash,

wind will stop blowing,

the river will stop flowing,

shadows will perish

and thunder shall vanish.

Destruction shall prevail.

But the one with a heart made of pure gold

must seek the missing stars…

Kin, Fate and Friendship of four

will protect and shed blood

for the chosen one."

What did you think? I hope I didn't make many spelling errors...and if I did that's becuase I didn't proof read it. Why? Well, I'm lazy and I need to hire an editor that'll proof read for free. Hehehehe...anyways, I hope you all enjoyed it. I'd appreciate reviews as well as constructive criticism. Thank you for reading.