A/N: Hey there! Colonel reporting for duty! As you could probably see, this is the first time I have set foot into the Warriors universe, so please do bear with me! R&R, and also point out any mistakes I am having! Constructive criticisms are VERY well appreciated! I hope you do enjoy the story. Colonel out!

Just a quick note, italicized word is the voice talking in the white tom's(I am not going to say who is it, yet!) mind, while bold words are the white cat's own thoughts. This will continue throughout the chapters.

Black smoke wafted up from the scorched earth, and small flames still flickered from the burnt tree trunks and the blackened undergrowth. All was silent except for the crackling and the popping of the dying fire. Despite the inferno which raged through the foliage, traces of newleaf could still be seen. A piece of green leaves hang limply on a branch, swaying gently in the soft The wind also brought the scent of different prey and the sound of birds chirping in the distance. In the middle of the charred ground, a white tom lay on the ground, unconscious.

Wake up.

The white cat stirred, but his eyes still remains glued shut. His snowy fur, covered with soot, bristled in the wind.

Wake up. The voice repeated, this time more and more persistent. The tom finally did open his heavy eyelids, but his vision was still blurry and unfocused, like awakening from a long slumber. He blinked a few times and shook his head, trying to stand up at the same time. However, the sight of the in front of him shocked him greatly, and he collapsed once again on his already weakened feet.

"No, this can't be..." He mutter to himself, looking around.

Now do you see? With this power, nobody could stop us, not even StarClan.

"No..." The white cat mumbled again, but his voice was slurred and laced with confusion.

There is no use denying it. The voice said, irritation creeping into it's voice.

He couldn't take it anymore, so he scrambled to his feet, and he did what he always did when he was confused. He ran. Taking off with a burst of speed, the white cat soon disappeared into the thick forest.

A while later, after the mysterious cat was gone, a ThunderClan patrol, leaded by Squirrelflight, pulled in. They stared, wide-eyed at the patch of destroyed forest, thinking of the same question in their mind.

" What could have possibly made such huge destruction?"

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He ran, ignoring the sharp branches jutting out from the trees, which cut into his pelt mercilessly. The wind whistling around him as he ran.

Wait, I...I could hear? I am not deaf anymore? He paused and listened, trying to soak up the ambient noises in the forest. He was afraid, afraid to find out that it was just an hallucination, made up by his jumbled and troubled mind.

After a while, he could hear more and more noise. The wind blowing, the birds chirping further ahead in the dense vegetation. It was as if his hearing has finally woken up from its seeming forever hibernation.

So, it is not my imagination? But why? Why can I suddenly hear? He thought. Normally, the voice within would tell him what has happened,but this time it remained dominant, sitting in the back of his mind, unmoving.

Distraught and confused, the tom ambled back to his den, a million questions spinning in his head.