Hi, this isn't me, Laura, it's my friend Ellie's fic, so I don't take any credit for it.
Title; In the Dark
Summary: Weaseltail is a young PlainsClan warrior, brought up on the legends of an evil cat known as Vipertooth, but cats are going missing right from their dens, can old legends reawaken?
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, but I do own Weaseltail and my other characters I have made up (Sorry if anyone uses the same names.)
Prologue
A young dark brown tom was sat in the elders' den, listening intently at the story being told by one of the elders, named Bluntclaw, the young tom's name was Weaselpaw, and he knew the story well, he'd been told it as a kit and time and time again since. The story of Vipertooth, one of the most evil cats any of the three Clans had seen, legend said that he was born in Weaselpaw's Clan, PlainsClan, then was exiled to RowanClan, and then left to become the leader of CrescentClan, during a time of war between the Clans, but had been overthrown and driven away from all the Clans, and no-one had heard anything of him ever since.
Weaseltail woke within the warriors den with a start, the smell of the elder's den still seemed to linger in the air, he shook the moss free of his pelt, and stretched his legs, jaws opening into a yawn, the rest of the camp was starting to wake up, the sky outside was black, even though it was newleaf, there would probably be rain later, suddenly a yowl cut through the air, from the apprentice's den, Weaseltail along with many of the Clans warriors ran to see what was happening, Weaseltail could only catch a glimpse of what was going on, a small, motionless shape of pale brown fur, it was Sparrowpaw, one of the Clans' apprentices, and his best friend, Blazeclaw's little brother.
(Sorry it was so short, next chapter coming up soon, read and review!)