A/N: Hah. This is my first fan fiction and Warriors story. It may seem a bit crappy at first, but it'll get better in the future chapters. I already have a plan on what's going to happen.

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors. If I did, I would've made Tigerstar ruler of the forest and Squirrelflight, Firestar and Leafpool would've been never born. Oh, same with Spottedleaf. xP

Deathheart: Meanie.

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Allegiances

LightningClan

Leader: Silverstar – Gray/Silver tom-cat

Deputy: Deathheart – Pale tabby tom with dark stripes

Medicine Cat: Tawnystripes – Tawny coloured she-cat with dark stripes

Warriors (Toms & She-cats without kits)

Rapidclaw – Black tom cat with a white underbelly and white forepaws

Frostfoot – Pure white she-cat with blue eyes. Slightly deaf, but can manage to hear

Tauntingdream – Gray tom cat with short hair

Apprentice: Nightpaw

Hiddenwind – Light ginger she-cat with a white underbelly

Apprentice: Galepaw

Desertrose – A sandy coloured she-cat

Apprentice: Moonpaw

Meteorstrike – A dark grey tom cat, nearly black

Apprentices (At least 6 moons old, in training to become warriors)

Moonpaw – A light silver she-cat

Galepaw – Black she-cat with forepaws white

Nightpaw – Pure black tom

Queens (She-cats nursing or expecting kits)

Rosethorn – Light brown she-cat

Elders

Smallvoice – Beat up old dark brown tom

Slowstep – Old black and grey tom

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"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey come here, and gather under the Tallrock!" The LightningClan leader yowled, sitting atop of what seems a very, very tall rock. Wow, I bet you know where they get the name from.

A light ginger she-cat blinked her blue eyes, tilting her head sideways as she sat down near the other warriors and apprentices. "What's going on?" She wondered out loud, as a dark grey tom came up to her.

"It seems Silverstar has an important message to give." The tom cat meowed to Hiddenwind, before settling down beside her.

"Obviously, Meteorstrike." Hiddenwind was about to say something else, but was cut off by Silverstar's message.

"It seems that a killer is lurking around the forest." He was mewing, flicking his tail from side to side. "During the dawn patrol, which was made up of Tauntingdream, Frostfoot and Nightpaw, they discovered something grave. Terrible, in fact." He spoke in a low tone, and then yowled out the following words:
"Deatheart is dead!"

A sandy coloured she-cat yowled out first in agony and pain. "He can't be! No! I can't believe this!" She started to trail off in murmurs of disbelief of Deatheart.

Hiddenwind looked sympathetically at Desertrose, knowing that she had loved him, and he had loved her. However, the next words that came from Tawnystripes, their medicine cat, was like a leaf-bares frost, "The fur between his claws is black and white."

All the cats at the meeting turned onto a black and white-tom who was sitting there. His amber eyes darted around. "What?" He spat out, and then rolled his eyes. "I didn't kill Deathheart, honestly. Honest to StarClan." He hissed once more before turning away.

The apprentice beside him looked concerned at Rapidclaw, before looking at the surrounding cats.

"Rapidclaw wouldn't do such a thing. He's probably too afraid of the deputy anyways, to kill him." She flicked her black tail, only to get a paw swiped at her ear. "Hey!" She playfully growled at Rapidclaw. The tom warrior just grunted.

Hiddenwind gazed up at Silverstar. "Perhaps it was a cat from WaterClan?" She suggested, hoping that would work. There were bound to be cats from WaterClan that have black and white fur. She hoped it was true – that not one of her own Clan's cats killed the deputy. Please StarClan…

Tawnystripes answered before a reply came from the silver/gray leader. "No. The scent which was on the black and white fur wasn't from WaterClan…" She hung her head low. "It smelled of a rogue." The medicine cat hissed, letting some of her claws unsheathe themselves.

"Rogue?!" A queen wailed, looking down at her kits that were mewing quietly. "Would they dare…attack the Clan?" She asked quietly, glancing at the bundles of fur.

Silverstar shook his head. "Calm down, Rosethorn. It seems that it was only one rogue that killed Deathheart…" He paused, glancing down at LightningClan. "From now on, the patrols are doubling. Four warriors and one apprentice to each patrol." With that, he leaped down and padded over to a pure black apprentice. The apprentice looked at Silverstar, gave a small hiss and bounded off into the forest.

"Nightpaw!" A long haired gray tom yowled after his apprentice, jumping up and was about to give chase but was stopped by Silverstar. The leader shook his head and padded to leaders den.

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Hiddenwind sighed, looking at Meteorstrike, Frostfoot and Desertrose who padded beside her. Trailing behind them slowly was Moonpaw, a silver apprentice. "Desertrose…" The apprentice mewed uneasily, giving a quick glance around. "Are we going to be all right?" She asked a small tremble in her voice. The patrol all stopped, taking a glance at the young apprentice.

Desertrose didn't reply, so Hiddenwind gave her thoughts instead. "Moonpaw, we're going to be fine. If anything bad happens, we'll protect you. Right?" She glanced around for support from her fellow warriors. Desertrose shifted her paws uneasily. Frostfoot just stared blankly at them.

"Yes. Of course we'll protect you." Meteorstrike finally mewed. "We can't have an apprentice taking on a rogue by herself, now can we?" He brushed his tail lightly over Moonpaw, who gave a small shiver.

The apprentice looked up, and smiled. "Thank-you, Meteorstrike…" She finally meowed, and the patrol continued on.

The ginger and white she-cat stopped dead. "I smell something…" Hiddenwind meowed slowly. "Two scents mingling together. What could it possibly…"

"NIGHTPAW!" Frostfoot screeched, cutting off Hiddenwind.

What was the black apprentice doing out here? And the other scent defiantly didn't smell of a LightningClan cat…

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A/N: Oh, shnapple. A stupid little cliff-hanger for the first chapter.

I know, it probably wasn't that good. But as I said before, it'll get better on later.

And probably longer, as well.

Deathheart: I didn't make an appearance!

…Oh be quiet. Well, bye for now? (Please R&R! Thanks!)

P.S: Each chapter switches in between LightningClan and WaterClan (Hiddenwind is LightningClan and…you'll see WaterClan's cat POV)