Warriors:
The Darkest Powers
Prologue
Swifstar's claws scraped against the moonlit rocks as he flew and leaped and bound over a gurgling stream. The stars in his pelt had never shone so brightly, his heart never beating this fast till now. Tonight was the night. It had come. It was finally here.
The black tom broke into a clearing and skidded to a halt, pausing to quickly smooth his fur. Three pairs of eyes followed the young StarClan cat as he found his place on the grass before the pool.
"Greetings, Swiftstar," a she-cat mewed. Her voice was raspy and held many years of wisdom. Her sleek, silver tabby pelt was groomed to perfection. Her name was Icestar.
"Greetings to all of you," Swiftstar replied, dipping his head to the older warriors. Now silent, he wrapped his tail tightly around his paws.
There was a grumble as the oldest leader rose to his paws, his green eyes shining. Hawkstar had never looked so troubled before. "We gather here to discuss a recent event. Last night, at the stroke of midnight, four kits were born. One to each clan. They-"
"All at the same time?" the last leader asked, leaning forward. It was Gorsestar, a pale ginger she-cat. Her eyes narrowed. "This means something, but something dark. I can sense it."
Icestar nodded in agreement. "We don't know much about this, for the future for these kits is clouded by darkness. They are not normal. They were born for something. They have…gifts that no cat has ever seen before. It will lead them down dark paths and they will have to make difficult decisions along the way."
Suddenly Swiftstar felt something ripple up his spine, an indescribable feeling that made his whiskers twitch and his claws dig into the grass. His eyes sparkled with something new and he slowly said, "These cats are like none before them. Their choices and actions will shape the future of the clans. They will either be the greatest heroes or the darkest of all villains known to us. We can only wait and see."