Well, after actually finishing a fanfiction story (It's called Redemption if you wanna check it out) and having so many amazing reviewers, I decided to start another one! But I can only continue it if you review!
Disclaimer: The summary is a slightly edited version of a lyric from 'Some Nights' by Fun. I do not own it.
Other Note: I haven't decided on a title yet. Let me know if you think of something!
And with that.. enjoy :)
Prologue
The most amazing things… they can come from some terrible lies.
Rain poured down, striking the earth in a thousand places at once. The dirt had turned to mud and the mud had turned red. Crimson-stained water filled every pawprint that covered the clearing.
Snarling rose above the pounding rain as cats hurled themselves through the gray mist, continuing a losing battle against their own species.
A shadow moved near the back of the clearing, quickly making its way through a dense and easily missed tunnel and away from the fighting cats. A tom emerged out of the other end, his usually sandy brown fur made dark brown with wet. The dense forest of pines and hemlocks offered little protection from the rain and he could still hear the screams of his dying Clanmates.
He just wanted to die. The last screeches of his friends and family pierced his eardrums and squeezed the tears from his eyes. He couldn't believe he wasn't there, fighting alongside them.
Deserter.
Traitor.
Coward.
But then the tom felt a weight shift on his back and something squirm in his jaws. A gray bundle of fur hung loosely from his mouth and another light brown kit cried pitifully from its position on his back, their normally soft fur plastered to their tiny bodies. Their eyes weren't even open yet. They had no idea what was happening to their home.
Determination surged through the tom. He didn't desert his Clan or throw away his respect for himself for nothing. He had done it for these two tiny kits, who didn't deserve to have their lives cut short because of the terrible mistakes of the cats before them.
Murmuring encouraging words through the gray kit's fur, he took off through the woods, away from the battle, away from his Clan, away from his old life…
There was only one thing he knew now.
There's no turning back.