Here you go, peeps. The first chapter of what seems like a very much wanted CinderxLion kit fanfic!

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. The Erin Hunters do. If I had been one of them, I would've made sure that there was a Last Hope epilogue.

PROLOGUE

A dark brown tabby tom padded through a lush forest. He looked around warily. "Hello? Is anyone there?" he called.

"Bramblestar." a mew rang out, and a ginger tom stepped out from behind a bush.

The tom jumped, his fur bushed up. He whirled around to face the ginger tom. His fur slowly flattened. "Firestar!" he gasped. "You nearly scared me out of my fur!"

"My apologies." Firestar dipped his head. "I did not mean to."

"What am I doing here, in StarClan?" Bramblestar asked.

Firestar ignored the question. "How are things in ThunderClan?"

"Good. Prey is running well."

"That's good." Firestar nodded. "Now I have some news for you."

"What?" Bramblestar meowed, pricking his ears.

Firestar's voice lowered, and it became deeper. Bramblestar stiffened. This could only mean one thing.

A prophecy.

"The Three have saved the Clans. Now kin of the Second will be the ones to save ThunderClan. There will be something special about one, who will be the biggest help in saving the Clans. The others will help the One follow his destiny, but then there will be a sacrifice at the end."

"Wait!" Bramblestar felt himself fading. "Tell me more! I need to know more!"

He woke up.

"Push, Cinderheart!" the gray tom meowed.

Cinderheart panted, but obeyed.

The tom opened the kitting sac, and a kit tumbled out, squeaking.

"A tom!" squealed the she-cat next to the tom.

"Get ready, Briarlight, you're going to do this one." the tom ordered.

Briarlight wriggled into position as another kit came out. She nipped the sac, and the kit squealed loudly. "A she-kit!"

"Shes-" Cinderheart was cut off as another spasm went through her. "How many more?" she panted.

"Three." the tom put a paw on her flank.

"What?!" screeched Cinderheart.

"Push!" the tom hissed. "The next one's coming!"

"Are you doing this one, Jayfeather?" asked Briarlight.

"Sure." Jayfeather nipped the sac and the kit plopped onto the nest.

This went on for two more kits before it ended.

When it did, Cinderheart sighed, exhausted. "I can't see myself doing this again- at least, not very soon."

"Well, you have three she-kits and two toms. Do you want me to get Lionblaze?" Jayfeather asked.

"Yes, please."

Jayfeather and Briarlight went out of the den.

Moments later, Lionblaze burst into the den. "Cinderheart, are you okay?" he asked. "It sounded painful."

"It was a bit," Cinderheart admitted. "But we can't fuss over that now. Look, it's your kits."

Lionblaze crouched down beside Cinderheart. "They're beautiful," he purred.

"This one looks a bit like you." Cinderheart purred, nodding to the first tom, a golden, spiky-furred tom with a white tail-tip.

"A bit." Lionblaze agreed.

"What should we names him?"

"Thistlekit."

"But that was the name of a Dark Forest warrior!" Cinderheart exclaimed. "I like the name too, but what would our Clanmates think?"

"That they need to learn to trust names. You may not be able to trust actions, but names are harmless."

"All right," Cinderheart meowed.

"You can name the first she-kit." it was a tortoiseshell she-kit with a dappled golden tail.

"Sunnykit." Cinderheart gently placed her tail-tip on the kit.

"I like that."

"You name the next she-kit."

"She looks a bit like Hollyleaf." Lionblaze tilted his head. "I'd like her to be named Hollykit."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Cinderheart purred.

"That name can be our pick then." Lionblaze purred back.

"Okay." Cinderheart nodded.

"You can name the second tom." It was a flaming-red tom-kit.

"He looks a bit like Firestar."

"Well, I am his kin." Lionblaze commented.

"Blazekit. I'd like to name him Blazekit."

"After Firestar? Because fire blazes through the forest?" Lionblaze asked.

"Sure." Cinderheart mewed absently, running her tail down the kit's spine. "But more for you, Lionblaze."

"Aw, Cinderheart," purred Lionblaze. "Does that mean I have to name our last kit Cinderkit or Heartkit?"

"No."

"Then let's name her Featherkit. She's gray and fluffy."

"Featherkit. I do like that."

Lionblaze purred. "Blazekit, Thistlekit, Sunnykit, Hollykit, and Featherkit. They're perfect."