May as well get this over with. This is just a random idea I had that I thought I would start. It is my first story, so please don't be too judging!
It was dark near the pool where he had laid down. His right flank was gushing blood. He knew he didn't have much time left. Silverblaze lay there, reflecting on the words of the prophecy he had spoken.
There will be 3 moons
2 deaths
And 1 cat, a silver streak in the night
And then you will be destroyed
It was a strange prophecy, really. He wasn't sure where it came from. One minute he, Silverblaze, an ordinary cat, was meeting with the leader of ShadowClan. He had looked over at his son, Silverpaw, who had just become an apprentice. Silverpaw had been named after him, because they both shared the same sleek silver pelt. Silverblaze desperately wanted to mentor his own son, but Moonstar, the leader of ShadowClan, stood firm.
"Please, Moonstar!" He pleaded.
"No! A father mentoring his own son is…is…well, it's unheard of! If people start thinking we are doing things differently here again, they might protest. And I will be forced to cave. We can't have a strange pair of cats here at all. I would be forced to…remove them." He replied.
Silverblaze knew exactly what he meant.
The thought of his son, sweet, innocent Silverpaw, who was at the moment playing with a bit of moss in the middle of the clearing, being torn apart by Moonstar was almost too much to bear. At that moment Silverblaze was filled with such rage at Moonstar's wickedness that he spouted the prophecy. Afterwards, as he stared into Moonstars face, he noticed something change. Moonstar seemed afraid.
"Out! Both of you, out of this clan! I never want to see you show your face in ShadowClan territory again! And if you do, you will be torn apart by my own claws!" He raged. Cats were beginning to gather. They slowly filtered out of the dens to watch the scene unfold.
Silverblaze knew it would be pointless to argue. He turned, and ushered his son out of the clearing. As they disappeared from sight, Moonstar turned to his deputy.
"Redscar, go after them. Take one or two trusted warriors who can keep a secret. I want neither of them left alive. Are we clear?" Moonstar growled.
"As day." He replied. He found a couple of warriors and followed Silverblaze out of the tunnel.
Silverblaze was walking by his son.
"Daddy, why did we have to leave?" Silverpaw asked.
"Because" replied Silverblaze "Moonstar is a corrupt leader and he wanted us out." Silverblaze's bitterness was all too evident.
"But-" Silverpaw started. He never finished because a black tom had gripped him by the throat and was squeezing, hard. Silverblaze leapt at him and tore him from Silverpaw's throat. He turned on the tom, and began to worry. There were two other cats with him. And one of them was the deputy of Shadowclan.
"Silverpaw," Silverblaze said "I want you to turn and run as hard as you can into the forest."
Silverpaw started to reply, but he was silenced by the fiery look in his father's eyes. He turned and ran. Silverblaze faced the attackers again.
"Alright", he said, "So this is what it's come to."
There was no more need for words.
Silverblaze fought furiously, clawing, spitting, and biting, but it was not enough. He felt himself beginning to weaken, the fight sapping his strength. The thought of his son was the only thing that kept him going.
He hacked at one cat, while the other circled him. Silverblaze jumped on one of the cat's back, forcing it to the ground. He turned and bounded towards the other cat, and then slid and turned over so his belly was exposed. He clawed, and felt blood. Both cats turned and ran into the forest, and Silverblaze allowed himself to relax. The weariness he had kept at bay earlier was now seeping into him. But it was then that Silverblaze realized his mistake.
There had been three cats attacking him. He had only been fighting two.
Silverblaze felt a weight on his back, and went crashing to the ground. He had no strength left to fight the deputy who now sat on him, clawing, biting, and hacking at his hide. Feeling himself slipping away from his son, about to die, the attacks stopped.
"You're not worth getting even more blood on my paws." Redscar spat. "Havee a good time in StarClan, you worthless pile of mouse dung."
Silverblaze drug himself to his paws and began slowly lurching to the sound of running water. He found himself in a cave with no wind, no smell, and no sense of direction. Silverblaze then realized that he had no idea where he was. That was good. He lay down near the small pool, and began to reflect on the day's events as his life slowly ebbed into the night.
So there is the first chapter! Really short, I know, but don't give up on me! I had hardly any time to write it, and this also accounts for the lack of description of the scenery. Sometimes I do that, because I know what the place looks like, but I forget that others don't unless I actually describe it. Let me know if you want more chapters, and please tell me any ideas you may have. This was all I had for now, and I'm drawing a blank. Expect chapter 2 soon!