Prolouge
"Foxes!" a loud yowl sounded. The sleeping camp suddenly turned into a crazy place. Cats were running around everywhere. A ginger tabby tom leaped on the first fox. Two others joined him. The two other foxes entered camp. A grey she-cat bit the third Fox's neck, the second fox attacked an innocent small, black tom. His yellow eyes glinted with fear.
A golden tabby she-cat with black spots defended the small apprentice. "Get through me first, fox!" she hissed, pouncing on the fox. The fox snarled and bit her throat, scratching her cheek. She yowled in pain. The apprentice hung back, watching his mother get mailed by the fox. "Don't just stand there, mousebrain!" a deep voice growled behind him.
"O-okay!" the small black tom stammered, fighting off the fox. Blood was spilled that night majorly. "I'm out of herbs!" the cream-colored medicine cat wailed.
Suddenly, a white tom with gruesome yellow eyes and black spots slunk in the camp. He had a large scar on his chest. Everybody gasped. "It's Bonecrusher! Run!" a she-cat yowled. Just like the fox attack, everybody started scrambling. "Calm down!" Bonecrusher yowled, making all the cats freeze. "You sent the foxes, didn't you?" a ginger tom yelled out. Bonecrusher just smiled. "Indeed, I did. I failed...partially. I'll finish this...with my crew," he hissed, flicking his tail. Tons of cats outnumbered the ThunderClan cats.
The cats fought ragingly. Even the bravest warriors coward back. Bonecrusher watched his own gang fight the Clan cats. He then eyed the ThunderClan leader, Finchstar. "We fight, too," Finchstar hissed, leaping at Bonecrusher. The evil tom leaped away, later smashing into him. He mailed the ThunderClan leader, Bonecrusher only bleeding from his neck. The fight soon stopped. Only a queen and her unborn kits, the deputy, and three elders, and two warriors survived. They all hid in their dens.
"This fight is over," the surviving warrior growled, panting heavily.
Bonecrusher smiled. "Very well."