Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors, and I never will.
Rated: T
PROLOGUE
Many seasons had passed since the time of Firestar and his powerful offspring. The forest had been quiet for longer than any cat could remember. The Clans lived in relative peace, with the occasional conflict; even the great leader had realized that such disputes were natural and should be allowed. The long, bitter wars, however, were caused by something much more sinister; the cold hatred stirred up every once in awhile by cats such as the infamous Tigerstar, Hawkfrost, and Scourge. That caused unnatural rivalries in the Clans and threatened all life, and StarClan sent heroes to save the Clans and show that even the smallest and most unexpected could become great.
But now something rotten had made its way into the life of the Clans. Silently it came, twisting the minds and emotions and causing friend to turn on friend. It could turn the most peaceful cats into cold-hearted murderers, though they never realized it was them that was doing the slaughtering of innocents; it had that effect on those it claimed as its own.
Slowly and quietly, it passed from cat to cat, taking their minds and controlling their movements. Wild-eyed and snarling, those infected soon turned to murder and deceit, and the healthy cats began to retaliate. Orders were given, and those infected were killed, leaving great gaps in the ranks. But the terrible disease continued to spread through the cats of StarClan, until they turned their backs on their own ancestors and fought bitterly, living in the moment, not trusting any-one. Dark ambitions took hold, and those who fancied themselves leaders took their power by force.
The warrior code was dissolved; the spirits were broken. The Clans would never be the same again...