This is from the create a cat. I don't own warriors or many of the cats in this story. I just came up with the ones in the begining. Enjoy, and please R&R.
Darkness covered the forest. The moon and stars were covered by clouds. Days in Starclan had not been this way in many moons. In the depths of the forest was a large clearing where the grass grew long. There was were the storyteller stayed.
No one knew his name, but then again, no one ever asked. He was never out with the Sun, since he prefered the shadows. He'd often sit on the rock in the middle of the clearing. It was black, smooth, warm, and surrounded in moss. On cloudy nights, he'd tell long forgoten stories.
This was one of these nights.
He laid, stretched out, on the black rock, washing himself away, when something in the bushes caught his eye.
"Who's there?" he called as the leaves ruffled vigorously. There was no movement. "I know you're there! I'm not mouse-brained! Now come out! Don't be shy, I don't bite."
Slowly, two small kits padded from the undergrowth, shaking with fear. Once they saw the tom, their eyes widened.
"Are you little ones lost?" The two nodded in unison. "Then I'm guessing you've never been here before. Do you know who I am?" The small kits looked at each other before shaking their heads 'no'. "They call me the Teller of all Stories, for my name is not important. But, the names of the brave warriors in my stories are. It's late, and I do not intend to send such small kits home alone in the darkness. Would you like to hear one of my tales so I may send you home at dawn?" One of the kits, a gray tabby she-cat, shrugged.
"Now, what are your names?"
"I'm Graykit," said the tabby. "And that's my brother Oak-kit," Graykit meowed, pointing her tail towards her brother, a dark brown tabby.
"Graykit and Oak-kit! What fine names indead! Now, what story shall I tell? Hm, maybe the great war between Nightclan and Snowclan? It could be the story of the great Funnel of Wind the tore up Fogclan's territory... I know! How would you like to hear the tale of the Shadowcrawlers?"
"Sure!" Graykit meowed.
"Allright, then! Where does it start again? Ah, now I remember...
"Once, a long time ago, a tom was born into Risingclan. Starclan had blessed this tom with powers far greater than their own, hoping he would use it to help the clans. Unfortunatly, with power, it's user has two choices. One, to use it for good, or two, to use it to gain even more power. To Starclans dismay, he chose the second choice.
"Secretly, he killed cat after cat until he was chosen deputy. But just being deputy wasn't enough for him. No, he went even further and tried to kill his own leader. But his leader outwitted him and banished him from the clan.
"Without clanmates, catching prey was hard, and without much prey, soon, the tom was weak and defenseless. Finally, he met a group of other cats who had been banished from thier clans. An idea began to form into the tom's twisted mind.
"He gathered as many cats as he could, whether it be rouges, loners, kittypets, you name it! He'd even managed to persuade a pack of dogs into his 'army'. By about a season, the tom had a huge force, and by three seasons, the tom had been forgoten. A mistake on their part.
"After spending all that time in the shadows, it was said thier pelts were stained black, and as they crept in on the unsuspecting Fogclan and killed every cat there, they gained the name. The Shadowcrawlers.
"The news of Fogclans destruction terrified the people. It was an enemy they couldn't see as they attacked, and an enemy they could not even dream to face.
"Next came Snowclan's demise. These cats had been alert for the Shadowcrawlers day after day, and as night fell a quarter moon after the fall of Fogclan, the Shadowcrawlers attacked, tearing the clan to bits. Not one cat from either clans had made it out alive.
"By now, for the remaining three clans, there was only one hope left. Kill the Shadowcrawlers, or be killed.
"The three clans, Risingclan, Sunclan, and Nightclan, joined forces in a final attempt to stop these horrid cats. They didn't even seem like normal cats in the final battle. More like monsters trapped in cat bodies.
"The battle lasted for days and the ground seemed like a river of blood. The toms powers were not wasted in this battle, either.
"Finally, when all hope seemed lost, a silvery she-cat with a starry pelt came. She managed to weaken the tom, but with little energy left herself, she knew she could not defeat him. Instead, with the last of her life force, she sealed away the tom into a mysterious, glowing rock.
"With their leader defeated, the rest of the Shadowcrawlers tried to flee, but failed as the clan cats managed to kill them as they ran.
"Tired, wary, and hurt, the clan cats hid the odd stone in a cave. Only cats who knew the right path, or were just lucky, could make it through the labrith within the cave, and for many seasons, they was an era of peace."
"Is that all?" asked Oak-kit, looking at the still dark sky.
"Now, If I were any elder, I would've stopped the story right there, but I'm not, now am I?"
"Well you do look kinda old," Graykit pointed out.
"Well, yes, but that's not the point. I know what happens after that. A tale that has been long forgoten. Do you care yo hear the rest?" The two nodded vigorously. "All right then.
"But, unfortunatly, peace never lasts. One day, a loner who had heard of the stone that had sealed away the tom, came into the cave. Out of pure luck, he made it to the end. Rolling it carelessly out of the pile of rocks that it lay in, he grabbed it under his chin and carried it away.
"Not know how fragile it was, he dropped it on the ground to go chase a mouse not to far away. Just as he landed, the mouse scurried away. Turning around to go pick up the orb, he saw it. The tom, Bloodbringer, had been reliesed from his prison within the stone.
"In a matter of moments, the loner laid dead on the ground, half his head caved in." The two kits shivered in fear. "Don't worry, Bloodbringer won't come for you. But Starclan knew the dangers from experience and chose four cats to save the clans. This is their story.