TITLE - Life of Blood
AUTHOR - lost moon falling in stars and
RATING - T for blood, death and such
GENRE - Adventure, romance
FANDOM - Warriors
A/N: To the lovely people reading this, this story is for the SecretClan contest. I am doing a colab with in which she writes a chapter, I write a chapter. We hope you enjoy this fandom!
|Prologue|
It was a dark night in the forest where you could hear the wind blowing and could hear a murmuring. "Time to choose," a raspy voice said. "May SpiritClan cower before our choices."
Snickers filled the air. "That's right Shadowclaw. Our choices will make them wish they tried harder for their dear, little, clans." The last words were slow and taunting. Shadowclaw stood before a small cat with a beautiful golden pelt with a defiant look on her face.
"Do not insult SpiritClan Stoneshade. We are still powerful and the clans believe in us and not you vile cats," she said her words dripping with disgust. Stoneshade yowled in anger and brought his unsheathed paw to her face.
"Be quiet Ivyshadow," he growled. "It is not your time to speak." The cat that stood in front of Stoneshade suddenly looked frightened. Ivyshadow had shock clear in her eyes but then recovered and took her place back in front of Shadowclaw with her head held up high.
"Now there Stoneshade," a voice purred. "You're scaring dear Fallowstep and her little sister, Amberpaw. Be a good cat and relax a bit."
Stoneshade bared his teeth at the white cat. "Mouse-brain," he muttered under his mouth.
The white cat sprang to her paws. "What did you call me?" she asked threatingly. "I am not a mouse-brain, you are! I am the founder of this place, the founder of where you are, and where you rule. You will not call me mouse-brain or fox-dung or any insult unless you wish to disappear. You will only call me by my name Iceshadow!" Iceshadow roared.
Amberpaw and Fallowstep winced and a chuckle escaped a cat's mouth. "Weren't you the one telling Stoneshade to relax so Amberpaw and Fallowstep won't be scared? You're quite a cat I see."
"Ravenstorm is here," Shadowclaw said sighing. "You can just tell."
"What, do you not adore me?" Ravenstorm asked pretending to sound hurt. "Oh and I've brought little Miss Prissy from SpiritClan, Larkwing. Ooh, that was a good kick," Ravenstorm said while he laughed as Larkwing tried to fight. "Ouch," Ravenstorm said sarcastically as a weak kick hit his pitch black pelt that gleamed in the dark.
"Let go of me!" Larkwing yowled. "Let go, let go, let go!"
"Shut her up will you?" Shadowclaw asked annoyed. The three other SpiritClan cats watched with their gazes horrified as Stoneshade stalked up to Larkwing and slammed her head onto the ground.
"There." Looking back at the other SpiritClan cats horrified looks, he laughed and merely said, "She's not dead. Just almost dead," enunciating the almost as he cackled with his other friends. Iceshadow laughed.
"Oh what fun it is to tease the SpiritClan cats tonight, hey!" she chanted then started to laugh maniacally while her vile friends joined in on the humor. Amberpaw, Fallowstep and Ivyshadow glanced at each other with disgusted faces.
"Oh. Do we really disgust you that much dear?" Stoneshade said between laughs.
"Yes. Now let go of us," Ivyshadow said; acid dripping off her every word.
"Ooh! Ivyshadow's being a mean girl. Stoneshade, help! I'm scared!" Ravenstorm said sarcastically and then burst out laughing while the other cats from the Black Forest joined.
"Now we four are the four picked to decide all clans for the first Taking. The first ever Taking that will happen and will be a legend. Stoneshade and I are the cats who pick the apprentices while Ravenstorm and Shadowclaw will decide the warriors," Iceshadow purred as she winked at Amberpaw who collapsed on the floor in fright.
The other three cats murmured their consent and bent their heads in conversation with their partner. 10 minutes later, the four cats came to an agreement.
"From WaveClan, Stormblaze and Smokefrost," Ravenstorm said.
"Fro-" Stoneshade started but coughed as Ivyshadow jerked up suddenly and clawed his face.
"Well Little Miss Attitude," Iceshadow said clucking disapprovingly. "You can hide, but you can't run. "The downfall of the clans will start here. Run little ones and bring the SpiritClan cats a message. "The song of a wild bird shall light the games and bring the glory."
"SpiritClan will tell you something as well. "The call of a wild bird shall light the games and lead the battle."
As the SpiritClan cats bolted away, the last of the prophecy echoed in the Black Forest cats ears. "Are they saying something?" Ravenstorm murmured.
"We must warn the clans of this new game the Black Forest has thought of. Quickly. Ivyshadow, Amberpaw, Fallowstep alert three of the clans. I'll alert BlightClan. Hurry!" a cat cried. "Send them a prophecy! Anything!
"When the day is young and the stars are dim, the night will show and take the chosen. The chosen will fight, to end to death. When you must fight for life and fairness, all will stop and watch you take the last breath..."
"Flamestar! I have hear and received a prophecy from SpiritClan. They said something about fight, fairness, life, death, night, dim, stars, chosen, end. I don't remember..." As those words were spoken a gust of wind blew into the leader's dark cave and an eerie voice was heard.
"When the day is young and the stars are dim, the night will show and take the chosen. The chosen will fight, to the end of death. When you must fight for life and fairness, all will stop and watch you take the last breath…"