AN: This is rewritten from my other version of this story. Totally disregard that story if you read it. ANYWAYS, the main character in the prologue is one of my cats. And the other two kittypets are also mine. I know not many people read stories with mostly OCs, but the Three are very prominent in this story. Especially Dovepaw (now known as Doveflight, since it's not confirmed what it will be).

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warriors; the Erins do. But I do own the Group (you'll see that later ;]).

Prologue: New Heroes, New Enemies

A pale ginger-and-white tabby tom crept through a barrier of thorns to a hollow with a pool at the bottom. There were three cats there: a gray tabby with sightless blue eyes, a large golden tabby tom, and a pale gray she-cat.

"There is a new prophecy," the gray tabby tom mewed. "And we must prepare the cats, cat and kit, for it. They will be better prepared."

The watcher's ears pricked, wondering what the gray tom was talking about. What prophecy?

"If we had had guidance, our job would not have any easier, Jayfeather," the golden tom mewed. "When I had had that little…training, I wasn't stronger. Sure, I knew a few battle moves, and that was it."

"And Tigerstar was a good cat?" Jayfeather retorted. He received a glare from the golden tom.

The gray she-cat chuckled. "We weren't told the prophecy." The gray she-cat stared hard at Jayfeather. "It was sniffed out like a piece of prey. We should tell them. Maybe not the kittypet directly, but surely the kit. She'll be old enough by the time the kittypet comes. And, Lionblaze, I know what you're going to say."

Lionblaze let out a mrrowof laughter. "The kit hasn't even been born yet, and the kittypet has no skills! Is that what you thought I was going to say, Doveflight?"

"Yes, it is," Doveflight said. "And I know how to indirectly tell the kittypet." Doveflight leaned closer to Lionblaze and Jayfeather. "He is here."

"He is?" Lionblaze said. "Should he be listening?"

"He is more powerful than us, Lionblaze." Doveflight said. "I doubt that we three combined could drive him away."

"A kittypet, more powerful than us!" Lionblaze exclaimed. "Is the kit like him as well? If she is, then their enemies had better watch out!" In a lower tone, he added, "We had better watch out too. They're inexperienced."

"She is, or will be. But their enemies are just as strong. We will have to do as much as we possibly can. And that's actually quite a bit," Jayfeather said, ignoring Lionblaze's last statement. "I think the new prophecy should be said. Are you ready for it?"

Lionblaze and Doveflight nodded. Unseen, the kittypet nodded as well. What could it be, this prophecy?

"Kittypet, rogue, they gather the stars in five paws with great power." Jayfeather said. His voice was twined with others, invisible others, sounding mysterious and forbidding. Jayfeather dipped his head once he was done.

"What could it mean?" Doveflight mused. "The first part seems clear enough, but the last part? 'They gather stars in five paws with great power'?"

The kittypet turned and fled, disappearing into the dark night, tripping down the stone slope from which he had come up from. He ran until a tree blocked his path, and he woke up in his Housefolk's house.

He stretched, then froze. His dream...was odd. He knew he was the "kittypet" in the prophecy—Doveflight said it. He also knew what was on his agenda today.

"Hey, bro!" he called to a large ginger-and-white tabby tom who was blinking sleep out of his yellow-green eyes.

"Yes, Cosmo?" the tom said, his words slurred with sleep.

"Come out to the forest with me?" Cosmo offered, flicking his tail. "Maybe bring Creed too?"

As if on cue, a tiny gray-and-white tom with brilliant green eyes joined the brothers. "What sort of torture are you going to inflict on Nuwanda and me?" Creed asked, amusement playing in the depths of his eyes.

"Searching for a group of cats," Cosmo replied. He didn't know exactly why he was looking for a group of cats, but it felt like the right thing to do. Maybe the three cats from his dream planted it there.

Nuwanda's ears pricked. "Let me eat first!"

"Of course, fatty." Cosmo and Creed spoke in unison—it was an old joke between the three of them.

Many minutes later, after Nuwanda stuffed himself to his stomach's limits, the three friends set off.

It didn't take long to find the group of cats, which should have been surprising but wasn't. Cosmo had somehow known that there was the group of cats out there to be found.

The three toms were soon surrounded by a patrol of tough-looking cats: a large gray tom, a large golden tom, a white she-cat and a pale gray she-cat. All were well-muscled and obviously itching for a fight.

"Wait!" cried Creed as they circled, ready to fight. "We want to talk to your leader."

"You stole the words right out of my mouth," Cosmo murmured as they were herded towards some unknown place.

"What's the plan?" Nuwanda whispered to Cosmo.

A small smile graced his lips as he said, "Join them." Somehow, he knew that the other cat would be with this group of rogues, and that if he only waited long enough the kit would reveal herself.

Of course, the kit wasn't born yet. That would be a problem.

There was no more time to ponder his predicament. They were pushing though the low-hanging branches of a low-hanging willow tree. Once past the sweeping boughs, Cosmo could see many cats around the camp, grooming each other, talking, some even play fighting. It looked like a nice place to be.

"This is the LightningGroup camp," the pale gray she-cat announced. "The whole group is split up into three parts: LightningGroup contains hunters, fighters, a medicine cat, a deputy and a leader. We protect the Group. ThunderGroup has the trainers, trainees, elders, a Healer, a second-in-command and a leader. The Group is when we come together as a whole, but there is a head leader, Rain—you'll have to speak with her—and a head second-in-command and Healer."

A gray she-cat with blue eyes came up to the foreign trio and said, "My name is Rain. Ice told me you wanted to join us, and I can see Dawn has already educated you in our ways. We can't really not accept you—you know too much. So, welcome." Rain gave them a false smile, sugary and rotten. "I hope you have fun here."

What do you think? It's not so much of a prologue at the end, but it works. Next chapter, you'll meet Glow!