Hi, it's me, BlackDragonofDoom. Okay, here's the disclaimer. Don't we all love disclaimers? Also, by the way, Rainwhisker didn't die. I like him, kind of (I mostly like his name).

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors, only part of this storyline and some characters. All original characters and storyline belong to Erin Hunter.

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The Storm

Prologue

A small cat was staring into a pool. Her tail drooped down to the cold ground, and her ears flattened against her fur. She stepped away from the pool, and into the moonlight. The stars that shined in her fur gleamed in the night's light.

"Do not feel sad, young one. It was your destiny." said a calm and sweet voice. The cat turned toward the voice. She gasped.

"I know you! I've heard stories about you. You are Spottedleaf, right? The old medicine cat, before Leafpool!" Another cat walked up, and yet another. "You are Bluestar, right?" The cat bounced up and down. "My name-"

"Quiet, young one. I am Bluestar, and this is Tallstar. He was leader of Windclan before you." said Bluestar. "We have come to talk to you about your death, and life here in Starclan." The young cat stepped away.

"I don't want to go! I want to go back! I don't want to stay here with you, Starclan. I've only just become an apprentice! I need to go back and serve my clan! This isn't the way it's supposed to be!" It cried, and without waiting for a response it ran off.

"Wait!" The cat heard Spottedleaf say. She didn't stop. But Spottedleaf was much faster then her, and the tortoiseshell easily caught up with the younger cat. She stepped in front of her. "Stop. Do not go this way. It leads to darkness." The younger cat fell down on the dark path and began to cry.

"I don't want to come here!" she cried.

"It's okay, young one." said Bluestar, after she caught up with them.

"I'm not young! I'm an apprentice!" said the small cat.

"We didn't mean to hurt you, little one." said Tallstar. The cat didn't even bother proving she wasn't small. "But now is not the time to sulk. We need you to tell us what happened that day."

"You… You didn't see?" asked the cat. "I thought Starclan could see and control everything!" Bluestar shook her head.

"No, not even Starclan has enough power to stop Twolegs, and their monsters. Starclan can't control everything."

"Much less see anything." said a new voice. "No, Starclan has no power at all. They couldn't even help your death." All three cats snarled.

"How did you get in here?" growled Bluestar.

"Bluestar! How is it going? I haven't seen you in a while."

"Get out." said Tallstar.

"Look, young apprentice. Look at how immature Starclan are acting? Come with me, and I may even be able to send you back down to Thunderclan." The young cat's eyes widened.

"You can bring me back to life!" she exclaimed.

"Perhaps. But only if you promise to do me a favor."

"Okay. But first, what is your name?" asked the young she-cat. The older cat smiled as he walked away from Bluestar, Spottedleaf, and Tallstar. He stepped into a dark forest, away from Starclan. It had no Silverpelt or moon.

"Tigerstar."

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First chapter. What do you think? Review please, or I wont put up the next chapter! Thank you!