Prologue.
(Hey guys Lucky here! First time making a fanfic and so this is a new experience for me)
Remains of a battle struck the forest, blood lined the bushes, and the once shiny, luscious green grass was stained red. Everything was destroyed. Everywhere she looked she saw destruction. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, her gaze glassy as she looked blankly ahead. Her fur was stunningly white; however her paws were stained with blood.
Collapsing on the floor, her paws splayed all over. She hung her head and shouted into the sky.
"Why Starclan Why!" She wailed, tears pouring down her face.
The trees rustled behind her, however she did not look her, instead continuing her wailing. A dark brown tabby emerged, padding towards the she cat. He sat down next to her, nuzzling her neck with his muzzle.
"Icewing, it's going to be alright." The toms voice was filled with sadness, his eyes twinkling with longness. He turned his gaze from her, gazing past her into the darkness of the forest.
Icewing looked at the tom, her eyes filled with grief.
"Sparrowfur… My sister…shes….gone… "
At Icewings voice, the tom looked down, peering at her with a mixture of pity, grief and longing.
Icewing's soft meow suddenly turned into a vicious snarl.
"And it's all Starclan's fault, I will never look up at the stars again."
Icewing growled, grinding her teeth, her blue eyes gazing at the tom defiantly, as if waiting for a challenge.
The tom held her icy gaze, matching hers with his own amber gaze. After what seemed like a millenium, he spoke, his voice soft, yet authoritative.
"Icewing, Starclan doesn't control everything. What your sister did was of her own accord, it was not Starclans fault. She sacrificed herself to save the rest of us."
The toms tail lashed impatiently, holding her icy gaze.
"Bra-" Icewings meow was cut short as a light grey tabby appeared in front of her, starlight lit his black paws. Icewings eyes widened, her mouth closing abruptly, her thoughts about her sister vanishing. She stared, daring the speaker, willing him to speak. And as if he had heard her thoughts, the tom did speak.
His voice was powerful, the same voice that had ordered Icewing to take a patrol yesterday, the same voice that her sister had fallen for and protected. He was gone too, and Icewing found herself crying again.
"Two shall become one, the Hawk will fly with the Sky, leaving a trail of Shadow behind them. Icewing, do not grieve for your loss, she'll always be with you." The starlit tabby flicked his tail towards her chest. "In here. Do not worry, Starclan will always be here for you when you need it. I shall see you sooner than you think. Take care of yourself."
With that the tabby faded out of sight, leaving Icewing staring at the spot, her tears dried, she let out a heavy sigh. "Brackenspirit... How will we ever recover?"
Brackenspirit shook his head. "I don't know Icewing, I just don't know."
(Okay guys what do you think? I've wrote stuff before but it's not warrior cats related so I didn't want to post it :P Anyways Comment and rate thanks! Also, tell me what I can add to make it better! Sorry for such a short prologue!)