Prologue

Each and every one of us was descended from someone. We may be ordinary, normal, and regular, but each one of us has a destiny made for us to fulfill, whether we are ready for it or not, whether we want to or not. But as i found out the hard way, it doesn't matter what we want, our destiny will find us, we will not find it, we will not choose us. We were all born for a reason, it just needs to make itself clear. We might not accept the fact that it has to happen, but we will always be ready for it, even we don't think so.

Chapter One

-Leaf-

Stick by your own decisions. Trust in yourself, Believe you are right. Otherwise the words of your enemies will poison you, and you will not listen to your own mind...

It was what her mother had always told her. And She had believed it more strongly than anything else in this world. Lately Leaf had shaken away all thoughts of her beloved mother, banishing them from her mind, but she couldn't control it all the time. her mind flashed back to that one terrible day...

"Leaf," Pepper said, whispered. "You must go. Go now, I'll stay here, I'll be fine."

"No...we both know that you're sick, I need to stay with you." Leaf had protested, crouching by her mother.

"We need food." Pepper argued back, "And you can get it, even if you can't find any around here, you know where." Leaf sighed, and knew that she should listen to her mother, but she didn't want to.

"I'll be back very soon." She promised over her shoulder as she left the shelter she called home. Pepper nodded, her eyes calm. Leaf looked back at her for moment, then...

Leaf banished the memory now, shaking her head as she looked up at the creaking rafters of the roof. Why did you have to leave me?

She tapped her claws on the ground, searching for something to distract her sharp mind. Her eyes were drawn to a pile of leaves, swirling around in a circle, the kind she used to pounce on when she was a kit to see if it would spin her with the leaves. It never did, even when she was just a little bigger than a squirrel.

Leaf suddenly stood up, but she wasn't sure yet of where she was going. She just wanted to move around before the memories could take her. She padded to the end of the alley, away from the little shed she slept under. she tilted her head back to look up as she bunched her muscles to jump onto a dumpster and over the brick wall.

She landed neatly on the top, then hopped over and landed with a poof of dust. she quickly pricked he ears, tensed to go with her instincts like her mother had taught her if she faced danger. Leaf caught a musky scent; the scent of rain on dirt. when the slight cloud of dust cleared, she looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

You can never be too careful. Leaf reminded herself, the life of a loner was a hard one, you never knew who your friends were, or your enemies. But in some ways she liked it that way. Your best friend could turn out as your worst enemy. Always remember the real enemy, Her mother told her, The real enemy is trust. Never show trust, for it will be your downfall.

Leaf straightened up and took a few silent steps away from the wall. She knew this place well, there was the wall on one side, making a narrow pathway with the chain link fence on the other side until it came out onto the street.

She walked down the alley, never making a sound, she was quiet as falling snow. She flattened to the ground when a loud bark from a dog sounded, but it was quickly silenced, and led away by one of those twolegs. Leaf narrowed her eyes as slunk forward again, unafraid but wary of the twolegs. She turned the corner, hunched low to the ground in case she had to dart away fast from danger.

A loud noise nearly made her jump out of her fur. She looked up to see a twoleg device, a monster. Leaf hissed as the monster drove past her, seeming busy to her. She quickly slipped in between two stone walls, twitching her whiskers to pick up any alerts that another cat could be nearby. She didn't always come here, because she knew others lurked about in the shadows behind this building, waiting for the twolegs to throw food scraps out. Leaf would only come here if she was very tired, or if she needed food fast and didn't have time to go looking. Today was the first time ever that she'd come here, just because she was a little hungry. she normally wouldn't take risks like that. It was dangerous here.

Leaf sniffed, noticing faint scents of other cats passing through here. Even though she knew this was to be expected, her fur still prickled with unease. I should get out of here. the thought crossed her mind, but didn't fully register, and she padded forward again, her ears straining for any notice of others.

A sharp crash sounded, echoing everywhere. Leaf froze, smelling the strong scent of meat. another thud came, and she ventured forward, and her eyes brightened at the sight of leftover scraps. she darted forward and grabbed it, then streaked away the way she had came, heading to her shelter.

As she ran, her paw landed on a sharp stone, causing her to stop. Leaf huffed in annoyance, picking up the meat again and padding back to the alley. She ignored the pain, waiting until she knew she was safe to let her guard down. she leaped over the wall, wincing as she landed. She hurried into the shed and set the food down. She started licking her paw, trying to get the stone out. she pulled at it, giving a slight whimper as it came free, along with a little blood.

Leaf turned to her food, wolfing it down before it attracted others. As she ate the last mouthful, she heard a creaking sound above her, coming from the twolegs. She glanced up, and a few sprinkles of sawdust fell down onto her, but she paid it no mind as she settled in to watch the entrance.

-Frost-

The outside world is harsh. Its no place for you, keep it that way. Frost had never doubted these words, not once in all the times she heard it, coming from her father's mouth. She lay peacefully out in the garden, her soft fur mixed with the bright green grass. she flicked her tail lazily, basking in the sun. her eyes were half closed, her legs stretched out. This was her favorite time of day, mid afternoon, the warmest part of the day after the sun had warmed the sky all day.

"Frost," She looked over to see her father, Bane. "Its time to come in, the housefolk are coming." he said bluntly, which was his usual manner of saying things. Frost stood up and followed him to the door, where she waited for it to be opened as the twolegs walked across the yard towards them.

Frost twitched an ear and purred as the female twoleg scratched her head. She followed the housefolk inside and ruffled her fur as the cool breeze of the air conditioning brushed over her fur. Her father headed past her into the kitchen, where she heard the housefolk pouring two bowls full of the little brown pellets. She headed away from the kitchen, going to the bed-room with the big white fluffy thing that she loved to lay on. she hopped up and curled into a ball like she would always do. She wasn't tired, but she wanted to get comfortable and just lay and watch for a while.

As she sat there she thought of what might be over the fence that she had never been out of. She was born and raised here, in this very house, though she'd never known her mother. Her father never said anything about her either.

She huffed, knowing she would never be able to see, and would probably live here forever, bored and easy going. She didn't really mind, except it was so hard for her to control her natural curiosity about things she hadn't seen. It would drive her crazy. She couldn't explain why she wanted to know thing so badly, but she did know that her father didn't approve of her asking questions, no matter what they were about.

She shook her thoughts off, trying to relax while she could, before they would have to get up or do something, and her father would make her go with him. he was so controlling sometimes, she wondered if her mother had simply left him. She didn't know if she was even alive. It didn't make her sad though, she couldn't miss what she had never had.

A few times she jumped up, hearing the housefolk and thinking they might be calling her, but none of the times they were. She shook her head, thinking of how bored a cat could get before they just snapped from it. she yawned, not noticing when she fell asleep, a nap seemed nice right now...

-Pine-

Don't be afraid to take a step away from what you know. You may find a different place is better for you than anywhere you have been so far, don't hesitate when you know something is right, and don't be afraid to speak out.

Pine woke up from his nap with these words in his mind and his ears. It was what his mother had told him on the last day he saw her. she stood up and stretched, shaking his fur out. He looked at the small form of his daughter next to him, and was struck with a familiar pang of grief for his mate, who was identical to the she-cat beside him.

"Glacier." He said gently, nosing her neck.

Glacier's jaws opened in a wide yawned as she blinked to clear her eyes from the fuzziness of sleep. "What?" she asked, blinking clear blue eyes.

"I think they want us to go outside." Pine responded, jumping off the bed and hearing Glacier following him. He padded around into the place where the housefolk were, waiting for them to notice him and Glacier.

"I don't wanna." Glacier said. "the grass is probably wet."

"We can sit on the dirt."

"I guess..." She said. "But I'd rather just stay inside."

"Well, we can't." Pine said as he trotted out the door, hearing Glacier's pawsteps behind him. he shook out his fur as he stepped onto the grass, which was wet as his daughter had said. He sighed slightly, and started padding around the yard, checking it. It was a habit of his, from when he was a loner. this was his territory, of course he had to check it every day.

Glacier had found a spot next to the house, leaning against a wall. She was trying to get back to sleep now that she had made herself somewhat comfortable again.

After he was done, he went back by the door and sat on the hard concrete, not fully understanding why the housefolk wanted them to go outside, they must be doing a twoleg thing, like when they went around checking every piece of furniture and brushing it off. Twolegs are crazy... he thought, shaking his head a little to himself. oh well, might as well enjoy the day, it's nice out...

AN: So this was a pretty long chapter! I need to warn you that the rest of them may not be this long, and if they are it'll take me a little longer to update. I hope you enjoy! R&R!