A/N: Well, hello all! This is the first fanfiction on my new FF account, and I am so excited to get it started! I haven't written any sort of fanfiction (or any at all for YuGiOh) in a while, so you'll have to bear with me here. I really hope you all enjoy it, and I would love nothing more to get some feedback on how I'm doing! Critique is always welcomed, and if lovely people could give me some help on getting the characters personalities right, that would be awesome! 3 Enjoy!

Prologue

Bright rays of sun light shone through the leafless trees as Firestar padded at a steady pace towards the Fourtrees where he was told to meet the other clan leaders. A fresh layer of snow covered the ground, and it crunched uncomfortably underneath the ginger tom's paws as he maneuvered through the familiar scenery. It had been so frigid lately, and the clan was lucky to finally have a day of sunlight so that their patrols could catch more of the prey that was out in the open to take in the sunshine.

Firestar paused at the top of the hill that overlooked the clearing, and his breath caught in his throat as he recalled the battle that took place there no more than three moons ago. It was a tragic time, the only time in history where the Four Clans of the forest came together to battle against the deadliest enemy any of them have ever met; BloodClan, a ruthless group of cats who were led by their blood thirsty leader, Scourge. It was the battle where he lost the first of his nine lives, and many of his clan mates, including his deputy.

'Whitestorm…' The thought of his old teacher and friend caused a pain to jab at his heart, and Firestar couldn't help but bow his head mournfully. He remembered seeing the crumpled body of his former deputy on the ground as the white-furred tom still managed to smile up at his leader. He knew that Whitestorm was right, and that Greystripe would be a wonderful deputy to his Clan, despite his former relations with Riverclan.

Inhaling a sharp breath, the leader raced down the hill and into the frosty clearing below. In the center sat the three other leaders; Tallstar of WindClan, Leopardstar of RiverClan, and the newest leader, Blackstar of ShadowClan.

Tallstar gave a warming smile as Firestar padded towards them, glad to see his fellow leader and friend once more. Leopardstar looked up from a conversation with the ShadowClan leader and gave a small nod towards the ginger tom, while Blackstar gave a soft snort.

"Finally decided to join us have you?" he inquired in a curt tone, his tail lashing lightly. Firestar was used to the jibs from ShadowClan cats, Blackstar in particular. The large tomcat was never too fond of the former kittypet, and still threw him some taunts now and again.

"Hello, Blackstar, a pleasure as usual," Firestar meowed in a calm tone, looking up to stare at the other leaders in question, "Do any of you have any clue why we were called here?" They all shook their heads, only Tallstar speaking up.

"No. Our medicine cat's told us to meet here, so that StarClan could speak to us personally." he rasped, his ear flicking nervously. All four of them exchanged confused glances, not sure what they were supposed to do now. A voice rang out through the clearing, startling all of them.

"You all are here, very good."

Their heads shot up, and they stared at the top of the Highrock, where two starry figures sat. Firestar immediately recognized one of them as Bluestar, his mentor and former leader. The grey-blue she cat seemed to be looking at only him, a welcoming look in her eyes. The cat next to her, however, Firestar didn't recognize. He was a small grey-brown tom with a pair of deep blue eyes and a lighter brown underbelly. He was examining each and every leader with an un-nerving glint in his eyes, his frightening gaze pausing on Firestar momentarily. He ignored the urge to flinch away and duck his head; instead Firestar stared back with a stubborn determination. An amused smile seemed to flicker on the strange tom's lips, but only for a brief moment before he looked back at Bluestar.

The she cat hesitated for several heartbeats, choosing her words carefully, the same as when she was living.

"You have been through hard times," she began carefully, "As has StarClan. I and the rest of us would love nothing more to fight for our Clans' once more, but as you all know, we cannot prevent or assist with the troubles that occur with the living. We can only foresee and do our best to warn you about them. "

"We have seen something that is beyond our reach-"

There were cries of disbelief and shock from all four leaders.

"-and that is why we have gathered you here. I would like to introduce you to someone…" She nodded towards the mysterious tom-cat, who rose to his paws to stand next to Bluestar. His deep blue eyes seemed to hold no emotion as they gazed down at the cats below, his expression ice cold.

"Greetings, my name is Shadi. As Bluestar has already said, there is a storm coming; one that you cannot handle by yourselves. I am not of StarClan, I watch over a different kind then your own," he meowed in an eerily steady, yet somewhat quiet tone. Confusion struck Firestar, a different kind then them? What could that possibly mean? "So, I have decided to send some of my own to assist you in the battle to come. I trust them deeply, and confident that they will be able to fend off the foes who dare to threaten the Clans."

"And how will we know who these cats are?" Tallstar called out, his gaze clouded by confusion. Shadi turned to look at the older tom, his expression stoic.

"You will know when you see them," he answered simply, his ear flickering as if someone leaned over to whisper to him, and he paused. Bluestar glanced over at him, her face holding concern. Several heartbeats that felt like moons passed, "I'm afraid my time here is over. But I have one last warning for you all; be wary of the shadows. The darkness will tear at you and try to swallow you, but you can fight it- I know you all can."

The image of the two cats atop the boulder flickered momentarily, and then both figures were gone as fast as they had appeared. A heavy silence hung over the cats, confusion, and perhaps a hint of fear, clung to their pelts like brambles that dug into their skin. No one spoke, until finally Leopardstar's voice rang out through the clearing.

"Well….now what?" she asked, the RiverClan leader's voice abnormally small. She feared for the fact that danger lurked around the corner, just after she managed to pick up the pieces of her Clan that was torn apart. Firestar couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy in his heart as he lifted his head to meet her gaze.

"Now we can only wait. Wait, and pray to StarClan that they can shine their light on us, so that we may all be safe from this supposed darkness that lurks in the forest."