Marionettes

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VOILENCE, MURDER, RAPE AND TOURTURE ALONG WITH EXTREME BLOOD/GORE. IF YOU HAVE ANY ISSUES WITH THAT. STOP READING NOW. THANK YOU

~Firecat21870

Special thanks to Allie for drawing the cover

Thunderclan

Leader: Lionstar- a massive brown tom with amber eyes

Deputy: Lightningtail- slim yellow spotted shecat with amber eyes

Medicine cat: meadowsweet- tortoiseshell shecat

Warriors

Oakfur- strong brown tom

Greyfur- grey she cat with long hair

Tigerstripe- huge brown tabby tom

Nightwhisper-black tabby Tom with a scar over his right eye and burning green eyes.

Ravenwing- black shecat with gentle green eyes

Stormtail- dark grey Tom with blue eyes

Scorchstrike- a brown Tom with legs that fade to black and a black tail tip

Flintspark- a grey tom with amber eyes

Sedgestep- white Tom

Apprentices

Tundrapaw- black and white dappled she at with blue eyes (Sedgestep)

Rosepaw- brown and cream spotted shecat with amber eyes (Flintspark)

Ravenpaw- black and white shecat with green eyes (stormtail)

Wolfpaw:-grey tom with broad shoulders, sharp ears with a slightly pointed muzzle and ice blue eyes (Scorchstrike)

Queens

Dawndapple- a golden and black dappled shecat, mother of Thunderkit and Morningkit

Willowfur-white shecat with green eyes: mother of Dovekit

Elders

Fawnleap- brown shecat who is lame in one leg.

Peakclaw- deaf grey Tom

Thornspike- golden Tom who is blind in one eye.

Prologue

Lightningtail, deputy of Thunderclan, had just found out that her best friend had died giving birth to a tom. She had been excited that she was expecting the kits of the former deputy Redfire, who had died in a skirmish with Shadowclan a few moons before.

Now her sister was with her mate, leaving the young tom orphaned. Meadowsweet, the medicine cat now looked at Lightningtail as her mate, Lionstar, dug his claws into the dirt. She was numb to the world, first her parents had died the day they became warriors, now her best friend was gone.

Lightningtail stepped into the nursery, the scent of milk rushed to greet her, she looked to her friend's, and a small spotted shape was nestled around him. She walked to her, Dawndapple's still body was still slightly warm as she buried her face into it.

"Lightningtail. Im sorry." Greyfur's mew rang in her ears, she felt the shecat's breath on her. But her gaze was fixated on the bundle of mewling fur. "Thunderkit…" Lightningtail whispered, the tom stirred as she picked him up and set him down at Willowheart's nest, the white shecat was wrapped around a white shekit. Dovekit was a quarter moon older than Thunderkit, but the way their frames nestled closer together was adorable, as if they had accepted each other. "Thunderkit… a fine name for a fine warrior." Willowheart purred. "That's the name she said she would name her firstborn, she would have named the shekit Morningkit. I'll miss her." Lightningtail whispered sadly, referring to the other bundle of fur in the nest, a beautiful golden and amber dappled shekit, she had been stillborn.

"He'll be a great warrior, just like his father. And a tough nut to crack like his mother." Greyfur said. "Dawndapple was always one of the toughest and most stubborn cats." Lionstar said, his brown pelt rippling, putting a paw on lightningtail's paw.

"Im sure Dovekit would love the company, but the nursery is almost full." Lightningtail said. "That it is." Willowheart mused. A sudden ball of fur flew towards them. "Tundrakit!" Greyfur said. The dappled kit stood at her mother's paws and said. "Why is Dawndapple not moving?" the shekit was almost an apprentice. Foxkit, Oakfur's daughter, trotted up to her, Foxkit was only a quarter moon old. "She's just tired!"

Lightningtail looked to the kits and said "yes… she's just very tired…" Lightningtail tried to brush away some of that tears that ran down her face. A low growl came from behind them. "Im so sorry, Lionstar, Lightningtail…" Lightningtail spun around, but Lionstar beat her to it.

In the blink of an eye, a black tom with a scar over one of his fierce green eyes was pinned to the ground. "Nightwhisper! Get out, you have no business here!" the huge brown tom snarled. "Tigerstripe! Get him out of here!" Lionstar shouted. A huge dark brown tabby with a white chest stalked into the room and Nightwhisper's green eyes glinted in fear and amusement. "Nightwhisper… do I have to drag you out again?" the huge tabby sighed, his amber eyes bored.

"Now, now, Tigerstripe. Do you really want to make a bad example of yourself in front of kits?" Nightwhisper growled. "I am respected! All you do is act like your hunting and steal some of the apprentices prey and call it yours!" Tigerstripe hissed.

Suddenly, a mew alerted the cats that a kit was watching. Dovekit's silvery white fur gleamed in the den, a pair of bright, intense blue eyes met Nightwhisper's, they seemed to burn into him, searching his soul, stealing his secrets and tearing his stone heart into ribbons.

No.

She was just a kit, there was no way something so innocent could see the torment inside him. Nobody knew what he had gone through. Not even his brother, Lionstar, knew.

Lightningtail flicked her tail and Tigerstripe shoved Nightwhisper out of the den. Maybe it had just been his imagination, or was it? There definitely something special about Dovekit.

"Come on, and don't goggle at the kit." Tigerstripe said, shoving Nightwhisper away. Nightwhisper complied, his mind full of thoughts. He thought of how he could have thought that a mere kitten could look so powerful, but was so young. But he knew that she could be a great warrior.

Hello Everyone! I am so sorry that this seems rushed, I really have a lot planned for this story. More content is coming as soon as I can. I have a few chapters already written out on my phone, I just need to transfer them to my computer, make edits and add content. But I promise that more is coming soon.