Disclaimer: I do not own, whatsoever, anypart of the warriors series. I do not wish to gain prophet from this, just fans. I only own my imagination.

Prologue

There came a time in the forest where the four clans lived in peace, harmonizing and laughing as there kits enjoyed play dates with other clans and time seemed to stand still while seasons past pleasantly.

Five cats were born, there lives more extraordinary than the rest. Dragonkit, named for his intelligence and flame colored eyes. Goldenkit, her name flaring from her sun colored pelt and bright nature. Aurorakit for his brilliant colored eyes and unexpected attitude. Glisteningkit, for his shining silver talons and sky blue eyes, and finally Flowingkit for her soft pelt and passive nature.

Each grew up in there own lives, each choice affecting the next until they were warriors.

Dragonkit became Dragonstorm, raised in ThunderClan with Goldenflame, unaware of their entwined fates. Aurorakit became Aurorawinds, Warrior of WindClan and eventually close friends with a ShadowClan warrior, GlisteningShadows.

Of course Flowingkit lived alone with no connections to the other clans and became Flowingcurrent, holding strong for her clan.

They grew to warriors expecting the normal life that so many others had led. Until, that is, a prophecy was spread through out the clans. Each day grew less rewarding than the next as each of the five cats became intrigued with the prophesy, leafing through the histories kept by other mind day after day.

Though it was soon for Goldenflame to find out that her heritage was not the full blood ThunderClan she had hoped for, but halfblooded. She was raised with a ThunderClan mother and a WindClan father, who had fallen in love with each other as they saw each other at frequent gatherings. She was outraged, taking out her anger on anyone and anything. Little did she know the importance this held in her extraordinary life.

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Small paws padded through the forest as a small she-cat walked through the trees. She was a brilliantly colored she-cat with a seemingly shining silver pelt and pale blue eyes. Her fur seemed to be perfect in everyway, unscarred. Her body seemed to be beautiful and more perfect than one could grow to. She seemed as though she had gone through no battles, as though she had just fled from her Twoleg home.

She stepped lightly, making sure to not cause noise in the life filled forest, her eyes watching a scuffling mouse under a tree. Dropping into a hunters crouch, she slowly sneaked forward and leapt, her body moving in fluent motion, almost hovering over the clueless mouse and landing on top of it, her teeth sinking in and stealing the life away from the brown lump.

She seemed to be more silent than seemed possible, unfollowable and unstoppable as she stalked through the ThunderClan forest towards Fourtrees. She seemed on a mission, yet held no power within her clan. She was but a simple warrior, out to protect her clan. Yet she seemed to be heading into enemy territory. A soft sound of the wind making the trees wave was heard behind her as she climbed the slope into Fourtrees. Four other cats were waiting for her.

Her eyes widened in surprise, yet she did not attack or make a move to do other wise. The other cats she met there were silver also, with the same pale blue eyes as she, yet different in body build and size. Standing beside an older tom on the ShadowClan side was a young silver she-cat, seeming apprentice in age. She was different than the other four cats, she seemed to have a default in her perfect pelt, for on her chest was a white mark shaped like a flame. Her blue eyes flickered between confusion and fear.

A she-cat from Riverclan stepped foreword, her pelt shining brighter than the others in the dull sunlight and more sleek, showing that she was indeed from RiverClan. "Hawkcry, we have unfortunate news." She said, speaking in an intoxicating voice. The younger she-cat let out a cry of pain as the older tom slashed at her with his paw, "Silence, Sparklingpaw!" She whimpered before retreating into her own mind.

Hawkcry gave the ShadowClan tom a look of disgust, watching Sparklingpaw closely. "Tell me why there are five." Hawkcry said simply, expecting the younger she-cat to know the answer. Sparklingpaw shook with terror as the ShadowClan tom shoved her foreword. "Hallowedcrest!" Cried the RiverClan she-cat, stepping towards the trembling apprentice. "You retched old mousebrain! Don't hurt her, StarClan will not be pleased!"

The RiverClan she-cat looked towards the tom from WindClan, her eyes pleading for him to do something, for he had said nothing during the time they had been there. He was the second youngest, only looking a few moons older than Sparklingpaw but so many moons wiser. He gave a small shudder before stepped towards them and talking in another uncommon but intoxicating voice.

"Sparklingpaw, come and sit by me. Hallowedcrest, please don't upset Raindancer." He said, indicating the RiverClan she-cat with a smug look on her face. The she-cat apprentice was still trembling as she made her way to the tom and sat beside him, hiding her face. "Tell us why there are five" He said kindly, she looked up at his eyes and spoke is a voice so sweet and intoxicating that he widened his eyes, "Frozencharm, there are five because the powers have slipped, they've fallen to earth and the Fire will find them and there will be Chaos. There will no longer be four clans, but five. I am here for my leader, Goldenstar."

The other cats let out a gasp as Raindancer spoke quietly, "But there is only one cat with Golden in her name." Hawkcry let out a small hiss, and Raindancer continued, staring right at Hawkcry "Goldenpaw is in ThunderClan."

She stopped and stared at the trees by ThunderClan, it was trembling more then the wind could make it. Hawkcry whipped around, seeing two apprentices fall out and land on each other, looking up with wide eyes. "Goldenpaw! Silverpaw!" She gasped, the other cats hissed at Hawkcry, Hallowedcrest yowled in her face, "You were followed?" He growled, barring his teeth.

Hawkcry blinked and whipped around, the two apprentices already halfway back to camp. Sparklingpaw bowed her head, eyes dancing with delight. Frozencharm hissed at Hallowedcrest, talking softly through his teeth[b"Harm her and I will have your head"[/b Before anything else could be said Sparklingpaw spoke again, her voice echoing and chorused by many others, though unseen.

"There will be five,

Five who set the powers free

And bind the unbound colors"

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