A/N: Hey guys! Here's the prologue of my new story! I hope you like it!

Prologue

"WHAT?"

"But father, no~"

"We can't father, we can't go there!"

"BE QUIET!" roared my father Silent. "You are going and that's final!"

I stared up at my father, shocked. He never actually raises his voice, and I wondered what had pushed him over the edge. "Wynter, go to your room," he whispered, running his hand through his hair. He pointed to my room and shooed me away. "Willow, Night, you too. Just-just go." He turned around, and our mother Ripple hugged him.

My sister Willow and I trudged off to our room, my brother Night going in the other direction. It all started when the school we went to decided to close down. Because of that, we had to transfer, and the Four Clans High was our only choice. I lashed my tail in fury.

Yeah, I said tail.

I'm a neko. Half cat, half human. We have tails and cat ears, as well as fangs and claws. The Tribe School, where I used to go to, also was a school for nekos. My worst enemy, Drew, went to Four Clans high, and I wasn't really keen to see her again. I went to the school once, and did not want to again. There was a sense of foreboding, of death and disaster. Upset, I pulled the covers over me and fell asleep.

My iPhone rang, and I answered. "Hello?" I asked, still sleepy.

"Hi Wynter!"

"Ice?" I queried. "What is it? It's five in the morning and the reason for you to call me at this ungodly hour better be good."

"Well, not really," Ice said darkly.

I shot upright, fully awake. "What is it?"

"I have to transfer to Four Clans High." She replied.

"So am I!" I squealed. "When are you going?"

"Next week."

"Oh. I'm going two weeks later."

"Cool. I'll see you later. Bye!"

"Bye!" I hung up. Maybe going to Four Clans High wouldn't be so bad after all…

"Good morning class," Miss Leaffill, the Humanities teacher, smiled. "Today we have three new classmates. Please welcome Wynter, Night, and Willow Thore." There was a few muttered 'hello's, one or two waves, and a large number of glares. I glared back, giving Drew a frosty look that, according to Willow, had the ability to return the world to the ice age. Night shifted uncomfortably under the stares of some girls whose faces were caked with make-up. The popular girls, obviously.

A bunch of girls and a boy were staring at the screens of the laptops that everyone had to have. Definitely the nerds. Next to them was another combination of girls and a boy, all reading magazines, or toying with pencils. I guessed that they weren't high or low, probably the nekos in the middle. Some, two girls and three boys, were probably the jocks.

The final group was about four boys. They all lounged back on their chairs, looking like they didn't have a care in the world. I had no doubt who they were. The popular guys. One of them, a dark haired boy's gaze locked on mine. With a start I realised that his eyes, like mine, were two coloured, blue with a black ring. His eyes widened when he saw mine-emerald green around the pupil fading to a brilliant gold. A girl next to him gave me a nasty glare, and I returned it.

"Now, will anyone want to show our new friends around?" beamed Miss Leaffill. A small hand was raised hesitantly. "Yes, Ice?" asked the teacher.

My best friend offered, "I'll show Wynter around. I used to go to the same school as her." Miss Leaffill nodded her approval. She then chose two more guides-the boy with the two coloured eyes, named Christopher Chestnut for Night, and a girl called Holly Scor for Willow. "Okay, moving on now," Miss Leaffill walked over to the board and asked, "Who knows what the relics of the clans are?"

A girl who had long black hair put up her hand instantly. "Yes, Poppy?"

"The relics of the clan are the weapons of the legendary leaders of Tigerclan, Lionclan, and Leopardclan," Poppy babbled. "The Star bow and hunting daggers of Tiger, the Star knives of Leopard, and the Star swords of Lion."

"Correct. Now, can anyone tell me about Lion and Leopard, the founders of the ancient clans and the owners of the Star swords and the Star knives?"

Holly raised her hand. "They were said to be siblings, with dark amber eyes and great skill. Lion was very swift and kind, Leopard was strong and could leap very high."

"Good job Holly. Who knows about Tiger?"

Silence.

"Well?" Miss Leaffill raised an eyebrow, and picked Christopher. He looked at his hands, and gulped. Raising his head, he said quietly, "Tiger was the hunter of the night. She had the Star bow and hunting daggers, was lithe and deadly."

"Anything else?" asked the teacher.

"She destroyed the two other great clans of the forest. When her siblings, out of grief for their lost clans, killed her, she declared that she will be reborn, mightier and much more powerful. She vowed that she would return as another soul, different from that child's in every way, except for two. One of them would be that she would still be female."

"And what is that other single difference?"

"She would still have the same eyes. Emerald green around the pupils, fading to a brilliant gold. The eyes of frost, of underlying danger and foreboding. The eyes of an untold omen. Of destruction and of death."

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