Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors, the series belong to the courtesy of Erin Hunter

The prologue will come first, then the allegiances. This story is rated T for blood, gore and slight violence. The story might get a bit slow at points, but it's all for a reason. I'll update once a week if I can or if the chapter is done. Sometimes it might go a bit longer than a week between updates, maybe two weeks in between. If that were to happen I'll try to tell you before hand, but no promises. Okay? Now, enjoy!


Prologue:

The clouds cried, their tears never ending, soaking all the residents of the red stained clearing and washing away the foul smell of blood. Clumps of fur and countless dead bodies littered the ground, their eyes wide-open in shock and horror. Many other cats stood around the clearing, all of them bleeding from several wounds and cuts. They all had their claws unsheathed and they were all looking at the same thing.

In the middle of the clearing a cat stood, his ears lay flat against his skull, his tail was lowered and his tail-tip curved. The tom-cat's back was arched, brown fur standing on end, and his eyes, red and glowing, was narrow and his pupils dilated. His lips was drawn back in a low growl and his claws were unsheathed, glinting with red stains.

"Murderer! Surrender or be killed!", a large, black tom-cat stepped forward, his brown eyes glowing, his pupils constricted and his tail thrashing violently back and forth behind him.

The brown tom hissed and shook his head, crimson droplets raining from a wound to his cheek. "No!", he took a few steps back,"I won't surrender, not now, not yet!"

"You don't have a choice in the matter! Justice will be served, and I swear by Starclan, you will be punished for the evil you have wrought!", the black tom-cat advanced forward, fur bristling, "Don't resist!".

Then he leaped for the brown tom-cat, yowling and screeching as he pummeled into him, sinking his teeth into his shoulder and raking his claw along the tom-cat's flank. The brown tom-cat yelped in surprise and alarm, but he was not about to give up. In one swift movement he bit down into the black tom-cat's neck and swung himself on top of him, ripping his shoulder loose from the black tom-cat's grip and tearing his fur and flesh off in the process. The weight of the brown tom-cat's body sent the black tom-cat crashing to the ground, yowling and spitting in a seething rage. Before he could shake the brown tom-cat loose, he bit down harder on the black-tom's neck and dug his claws into his belly, causing him to squirm and writhe as a red glow surrounded his body.

Some of the other cats had leaped in to stop the battle, but they all stopped when the brown tom-cat looked at them, his eyes glowing brighter than ever. "Don't come any closer!", the tom-cat bristled, his claws sinking deeper into the black tom-cat's belly, "I'll kill him, blow him up like I did the others!". He jerked his head towards the dead bodies littering the rest of the clearing, the glow around the black tom-cat intensifying.

The other cats took a few steps back, glancing warily from the brown tom-cat to the dead bodies and back again, fear and anger evident on all their faces.

"You murderer, how dare you threaten us!", one white she-cat spoke up, her blue eyes glowing with intense fear and anger.

"You don't understand!", the brow tom-cat yelled in response, voice thick with desperation. "Please, leave me be and I'll disappear. You'll never have to see or hear anything from me ever again. I promise!". He looked at all the cats, eyes wide, "I don't want to kill you".

"Liar!", for a split moment the brown tom-cat had slackened his hold on the black tom-cat, and in that instant he had wriggled loose from his grip and rammed into his left side, sending him flying and crashing onto the ground a few tail-lengths away. Right in front of the other cats.

They all leaped at him simultaneously, tearing, biting and screaming. The brown tom-cats pained screech was lost in the sound of fighting and snarling cats. Blood and clumps of fur splattered everywhere, but the battle was yet not over.

A red glow started to cover the other cats bodies. The black tom-cat noticed and yelled out in alarm, but it was too late. All at once, every single one of the other cats exploded, their death so quick that none of them felt anything or even realized what was happening.

Beneath the remains of the cats, the brown tom-cat lay, body glowing an eerie red, broken and bleeding from innumerable wounds. His eyes was glazed and dull, glowing with pain.

The black tom-cat shook the blood from his pelt, eyes wide and horrified. "What have you done?!", he stared at the brown tom-cat, his head shaking in disbelief. "You killed them all!", his voice was shrill and trembling, and his breath quick and shallow.

""I-I didn't m-mean to", the brown tom-cat wheezed, his breath hitched and irregular. "I-it was an a-accident", he coughed up blood as he spoke, his body convulsing and shaking with pain. He tried to stand, but his legs shook and he collapsed onto the ground with a groan.

The black tom-cat staggered over to him in a state of shock, mumbling beneath his breath, "You killed them all!", over and over again. He stopped in front of him, shaking wildly and with his paw raised, claws unsheathed. "You killed them all!", he hissed, spitting out the words like venom.

"N-no, p-please, don't!",the brown tom-cat begged, coughing up more blood, but the black tom-cat did not listen.

"You killed them all!", he screamed, outraged, voice laced with hate, disbelief and despair. "You killed them all!".

"NOOO!", the brown tom-cat's scream was cut short by the strangled sound of someone drawing their last breath, as the black tom-cat's claws sliced his throat.

His body shook and convulsed as blood sprouted from the wound, his body jerking and going into spasms. "No, n-not like t-this! I r-refuse to d-die, n-not before I prove m-my-", with a strangled, guttural wheeze, his entire body shook violently, before all movement stopped as his last breath was snatched from him.

The black tom-cat started laughing. It was a cackling shriek, brittle, mirthless and hollow. He laughed so hard that his body started to shake and he started coughing in whooping coughs, gasping for breath. "He killed them all...", the tom-cat sunk unto the ground, laughing softly to himself, "They are all dead. By Starclan, they are all dead!". He wailed and threw back his head in a despaired howl, before his body collapsed onto the ground with exhaustion. His eyes slid close as he lost consciousness, still laughing and mumbling to himself. "He killed them all...".


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