Havenspirit's Heart - Prologue
Chapter Date: 26th November 2017
Lightning flashed at the edges of HollowClan's vision, and thunder rumbled dangerously as a heavy, green-leaf storm gripped HollowClan like claws. A jagged claw of lightning reached down to earth, faster than any cat could comprehend, and in a heartbeat, had gone, only leaving small traces of scorch-marks, slowly ripping the forest apart. Tree swayed, and rivers over-flooded as their banks burst, currents powerful enough to sweep away small, rooted trees and small woodland creatures foolish to hide underground. This wasn't VoidClan's mercy, it was it's wrath, inflicted on the campsites of the Clans, as if they were angry at something.
The HollowClan camp was flooded, it's sandy floor, gone, replaced by several fox-length deep, water. Branches floated on the surface, and pieces of driftwood were dragged away by invisible currents under the thrashing waves of the water. On top of a jutting rock, a small grey and white mottled tabby she-cat hung, her fur drenched and wet, blue eyes wide open in fear. In front of her, under a ledge, were other kits, a small brown tabby she-kit, and a greyish tom-kit with amber eyes. The tabby was crying for help, but her cries were swept away by the winds, seemingly useless. The greyish tom only blinked his amber eyes as the grey and white she-kit clung on desperately, her claws scraping against the rock.
"Havenkit!" Hang on! A voice called over the wind, and a ginger she-cat appeared on the jutting rock. Leaning down, the she-cat tried to grasp the kit in her jaws, but the kit's claws lost their grip, sending her down the rock, down past the ledge where her two friends were and into the river.
She splashed into the water, going only a mouse-length under, but to her, it seemed like she was under the river. Struggling to the surface, she gasped for air, soaking wet, and tried to the point of exhaustion. The hanging on the ledge had taken up most of her energy, and she felt sleepy. A small voice mewled in the wind. "Havenkit? Havenkit!" The small brown tabby she-kit cried for her friend. Havenkit tried to call out, and managed to get some words out to one of her best friends.
"Mousekit! I'm okay, just-" A wave of muddy water washed into the kit's mouth and she flailed her paws uselessly in the water, struggling to stay afloat.
"Havenkit!" The same voice of the ginger cat called out to her. "Get to that piece of floating wood, and we'll try to get you!" Havenkit nodded slightly, and started to paddle, slowly, but painstakingly, she got there, after several heartbeats. "Good!" The ginger she-cat called. "Now, try to stay there!" Havenkit grasped onto the piece of wood, precariously floating on the water, but was enough to sustain her tiny weight.
"Blitzheart!" Mousekit cried, her amber eyes wide, with fear as she gazed at Havenkit. "Havenkit's in danger!" she yowled. Blitzheart growled.
"Obviously, Mousekit, she is."
"No! Look at the camp entrance! It's going to sweep her away!" Blitzheart gazed to where Mousekit had pointed one of her white paws. She was right, Blitzheart realised, shocked.
The entrance to the HollowClan camp had been ruined, it's bramble entrance, previously holding against the water, had broken, and was now a churning mess, with water rushing out from the campsite. Cursing, Blitzheart watched the grey and white mottled tabby get caught in a current, and started to move toward to the camp entrance, where the water was surging madly, frothing and white-capped. The ginger she-cat called out to Havenkit. "Stay there, Havenkit! Stay there!" But Blitzheart knew it was hopeless. The water would sweep the small she-kit out of camp, and to VoidClan knew where. Unless, unless someone was brave enough to swim to get the small kit.
Taking a running leap, Blitzheart screamed over the wind and thunder to Mousekit and Dewkit, who were both petrified in fear. On top of the jutting rock, was a golden tom, his fur wet and stained with clumps of dirt and leaves. The only thing that made him distinguishable were his hardly visible white markings on his pelt. "Sunjaw!" She called, to the tom, who pricked his ears. "Bring Mousekit and Dewkit back to the safe place," she instructed, before jumping. "Hopefully, I'll see you there with Havenkit!" and she leapt into the water.
Sunjaw wasn't able to reply as he watched his Clanmate jump into the brown water, frothing and churning, in order to help a kit. Shaking, he realised that nobody else would be reckless enough to do and help the kit. Leaping down to the ledge, he grabbed the petrified Dewkit and hoisted him onto his back, and grabbed the mewling Mousekit in his jaws, and leapt to safety, hoping that Blitzheart would make it to Havenkit.
Brown frothy water surrounded Blitzheart and she thrashed in the water, and broke the surface, gasping. She waved her head madly, and breathed out a sigh of relief, as she spotted Havenkit still clinging onto the piece of wood. The bad thing was, that the piece of wood was still drifting in the direction of the camp entrance, and it was prgressively getting faster. Havenkit whimpered in fear as she was swept toward the entrance, and Blitzheart struggled to paddle to the mottled she-kit.
As soon as she was within grasp, she tried in vain to grab the kit, but the camp entrance was too close, and Havenkit squeaked with alarm as she was taken by the river, and rushed out of camp. Blitzheart growled, and climbed onto a nearby ledge, and was unable to look at the camp entrance, where Havenkit disappeared. She sighed. What would she say to her sister, Fallenflower?
The grey and white mottled she-kit hung onto the branch that Blitzheart told her to. She squeaked in alarm as she rushed over ditches and underwater trees, and she struggled to hold onto the branch. She rushed over the used-to-be stream of HollowClan, and she rushed down to a nearby lake. But within seconds of passing through the river, she let go of the branch, her claws slipping. Crying in fear, she fell into the water, and was pushed under, and struggled to reached the surface, but everything, every part of the water seemed the same, and she became confused. Up and down, even sideways was disorientating...
She ran out of breath, and started to panic, but finally, broke the surface, her ears straining to hear any sound of rescue over the sound of the river. Nothing came. No rescue, no sound of help coming for her. She cried, frightened, as her head went under again. Disoriented again, she didn't realise that a sharp jutting rock, blunted by the storm was coming up. Too late, she banged her head, hard on the rock, and she was blinded by pain. She became limp, and floated through the current, unconscious, and to only VoidClan knew where.
ASoBS says:
Hey guys! And welcome to the first installment of Havenspirit's Heart! Thanks for all of you guy's help for the allegiances, and I hope you'll all enjoy the story.
So, here's the prologue, and the first appearance of some of the characters! Here's a question for all of you to answer before the next chapter!
Where do you think Havenkit is going? Let's wait and see what is going to happen to this unconscious kit...
Remember: Reviews and Feedback is most welcome, and constructive criticism is wanted and does make a difference.
See you all next time!
- A Sky of Blazing Stars