The Red Sun

Prologue.

It was time for all the medicine cats to go to the Moonpool. This was Shiverstep of WindClan, Fluidspring of Riverclan, Maplesplash and his apprentice, Sleekpaw of Shadowclan and Spiderclaw, with her apprentice, Rockpaw of Thunderclan. The cats gave each other a brief greeting before dipping their muzzles into the mystical water. Shiverstep's eyes slowly clamped shut, and she awoke, shrouded in darkness. She was now in the dream world, but was confused. Where were StarClan? A chill dashed down her spin, raising her hairs. A voice began to speak.

"One will endure pain, both physical and mental
By three beings who become detrimental
Corrupted minds who lack a conscience
Will listen to a mastermind's nonsense
And the sun will rise blood red."

Shiverstep arose from her dream. The prophecy rung clear in her head. It wasn't spoken by a specific member of StarClan, but more a raspy voice with a somewhat mischievous tone. Who was the prophecy regarding? And who were the three? She dashed back to camp, ignoring the calls of the other medicine cats.

"Fieldstar! I received a prophecy!" The old and wise, not to mention enormous leader lay in his den, sprawled across the floor. His head rose sharply to face the young medicine cat.
"Go on, Shiverstep." Shiverstep took a deep breath and repeated the prophecy. Fieldstar's face remained unchanging, but mild panic rose in his body.
"Do you know who the prophecy is talking about?" Shiverstep shook her head.
"Hmm. What should we do about it?" Shiverstep paused for a moment, her tail flicking as she thought.
"What if they are yet to be born? What if it's Bumblewing's kits?" Just then, the roof of the den collapsed and three cats ripped through the den to reach the two trapped inside. With one quick slash, two of the assassins killed both Fieldstar and Shiverstep, whilst the other one watched over. After it was certain the both of them were dead, he dashed over to the sleeping deputy, plucked a clump of hair from his pelt and placed it inbetween of the claws of the dead leader. With a puff of smoke, the intruders returned to the dark forest.