Book Two, here I go! Here's your prologue, readers. Hope you like! Review saying if you do or don't, why or whatever. I just am saying I accept reviews. Oh, and you might want to read Book One first…Just saying…;)

Disclaimer: I can't believe I have to start off a perfectly good story with a disclaimer. Whatever. Anything you saw in the Warriors series here, it 'tis not mine.

Dragonclaw's fur pricked as he stared angrily at the cat in front of him. His fur bristled slightly as the tabby cat slowly padded in front of him, taking his time in placing his large paws.

"Greetings, Dragonclaw," Tigerstar purred, a small smirk playing on his face. "I see you've decided to join me once again," Tigerstar's smirk grew wider as he saw Dragonclaw flinch at his words. Gritting his teeth, Dragonclaw managed to get out a reply.

"Look, Tigerstar, I'm only here because I have to be. I don't like you, and I don't want to be trained to be like you," Dragonclaw ground his claws into the cold ground as Tigerstar continued to give him a cocky grin, which only broadened at Dragonclaw's words. He felt power stirring up inside him, but Dragonclaw continued to dig his claws deeper into the empty soil until it stopped. No. Not here. Tigerstar can't find out now.

"Find out what?" Tigerstar purred, his long claws sliding in and out. Cocking his head, Tigerstar flicked his tail. "I like you, Dragonclaw. When the world is mine, your death shall be quick and painless." His amber eyes searched the dark ginger cat in front of him, and deciding his words had the desired effect, Tigerstar stepped back and melted into the shadows. Dragonclaw glanced away, his eyes shut tightly.

"I will never be like you, Tigerstar," Dragonclaw whispered, "never. I don't care what the prophecy says," Dragonclaw took his claws out of the ground, picking the dirt out from between his claws. "I won't be like you, and you can't make me."

Bluestar sighed, sweeping her tail around. "Poor cat," Bluestar flicked her ear upon hearing another cat approach, but otherwise paid no attention.

"Anyone who thinks siding with Tigerstar is an idiot and does not deserve Starclan's sympathy," Yellowfang spat, her gnarly gray fur puffing up. Darting Bluestar a side glance, Yellowfang hissed, "You should know better than anyone."

Bluestar bristled, turning to glare at the sharp-tongued she-cat who had once been her medicine cat. Flashing her teeth into a snarl, Bluestar hissed, "Shut up, Yellowfang. Who had kits with that Raggedstar and made Brokentail, anyway?"

Yellowfang frowned, letting out a low growl from within her throat. "I got rid of him, didn't I?" Yellowfang rasped, her throat slightly cracking with emotion. "That's what counts. Starclan had already punished me enough."

The two stared at each other in silence, and each noted their bond with a slight nod. Spottedleaf watched far off, amused. Padding up she mewed, "All that has been through and done. Now we have other cats to think about. For one, there's Dragonclaw," Spottedleaf used her head to gesture to the viewing pool, "and the others include Firestar, Briarlight, Jayfeather, and-"

"No," Bluestar murmured. "Do not speak that name here." She glanced over to the far off Dark Forest border, and Spottedleaf nodded, understanding.

"I know, Bluestar," Spottedleaf touched her tail tip to Bluestar's shoulder. "But we need to help them. Dragonclaw is in the Place of No Stars, thinking he has no choice, Briarlight's-conflicted, Jayfeather knows things he shouldn't, and Firestar-" Spottedleaf chocked up, and this time Bluestar comforted the pretty she-cat.

"It's okay, Spottedleaf. But you're right, we have other things to think about." Bluestar darted a look at Yellowfang. "You forgot to mention Cinderheart, though. Now that Yellowfang has burdened her with this knowledge and-"

"It's not my fault!" Yellowfang snapped, slightly embarrassed. "I truly believed it was the right thing."

"Yes," Spottedleaf replied dryly, "we all know what you thought was the right thing, Yellowfang. But I was right, and so was Leafpool when she spoke to Jayfeather. You just had to enter his thoughts, didn't you?"

Yellowfang bristled, but before she could reply, Bluestar stepped in between the two, cutting them off. "Please," she mewed, "look at the pool."

Spottedleaf and Yellowfang but unwillingly looked, but not after sending each other a glare. Suddenly they gasped.

"This is not good," Spottedleaf murmured, "not good at all…"

Review, please. And sorry if the Starclan part doesn't make much sense to you, but you had to read the Forgotten Warrior to know, you know?

~Dragonclaw11