Proulouge
The starry night sky shone down upon the clan. But this clan was not a clan of noble hearts; no this was a clan of monsters. They lived in blood, stepped in it every way they turned, but this was how they liked it. Once they used to be a good clan, but no more. Now let's seeā¦this story does not begin with the fairytale words once-upon-a-time. This story does not have a happily ever after.
The tom's cold eyes swept across camp, not taking it in at all. He could hear the screams and cries coming from the nursery, but he didn't care, nor did he bother to send any help. The clan had long since exiled their medicine cats.
"Freeze," the tom didn't react to the sound of his name. He wasn't always named Freeze; but his leader had told him 'Leaf' was not a proper name for a cat in EndClan.
"Freeze!" this time the name was an order. Freeze looked up at his leader, Roan. Roan lifted his paw, and a flash of stinging pain seared across Freeze's face. "When I call you, you answer." Roan spat.
"Yes." Freeze said, trying hard to keep his reply steady and not sarcastic. Roan narrowed his amber eyes.
"The kits have been born." Roan said. Freeze twitched. They were his. Why did Roan say 'the kits' in stead of 'your kits'? "Two dead, two living."
"May I have a look at them?" Freeze meowed in a monotone.
"You may." Roan gave his permission. Freeze turned smoothly and made his way to the nursery, where his silvery mate was lying. He had never particularly cared for her, nor she him. Roan had ordered them to be together, and there was nothing either of them could do. His blue eyes looked down on the kits. One was suckling hungrily, but the other one was just sitting there. He could tell it was breathing though.
"She's Dragonfly." Comet's voice said. Freeze glanced at her for a fraction of a second. "And the weak one is Blizzard." Freeze flicked his ears. When he looked at Dragonfly, he felt something other than ice within him. Before he had a chance to identify the feeling, Roan entered the den.
"I'm sure you know that you will not play father to these kits." He said. "I will." Freeze had to control the jolt of surprise and anger.
"I thought you said I would raise them." He said, "But you would train them."
"I'm afraid I have changed my mind." Roan said. "I will do both, now." He looked at Freeze. "Is there a problem with that?" Freeze didn't answer for a moment.
"No."
"Good." Roan left the den. Comet flicked her tail she really did not care how all of this played out; she did not love her kits and she had never even wanted them in the first place.
Freeze looked at his kits one last time before he left the den as well. He didn't know why, but the urge to protect the kits from Roan surged up in him. He pushed the feeling away and went back, sitting where he had been moments ago, and acted as if none of this had happened. He would ignore the kits and their mother. After all, he wasn't their father. Roan was. She Freeze got back into his icy composure and watched the clan.
AN: this is my first fan fic, i hope everyone like sit! please R&R!
