Voices of the Fallen- a Warriors fanfiction by Moonfirefalcon
Prologue-
"We will never help you, pathetic Starclan. You are all excuses of warriors, kittypets, and Half-Clan scum!" The large tabby tom snarled to the starry blue she-cat, who stood there calmly, taking all the insults.
"Tigerstar, you of all cats would want this, it is nothing but beneficial to you as well as Starclan."
Still holding her gaze, just a hint of remorse in his pale yellow eyes, he said in a strong voice, "Very well. The Dark Forest will follow through with this. But, I wouldn't expect to have help in this matter, even if it kills the Clans themselves!"
He stepped back, eyeing a few particular members with undisguised disgust. "But how, Bluestar? All of us are already fading, and doing this will take a part of our souls as well."
A voice piped up from the throng of cats, and a golden she-cat with gentle green eyes stepped up, and the dark tabby tom couldn't take his gaze away from her, his eyes for once filled with a gentleness he could not explain.
She met his gaze and looked away, incredible sadness etched in her fine features.
Bluestar spoke, shaking Tigerstar out of his day-dream.
"I understand, Goldenflower. But this is the only chance we have to live on. This kit will bring back our legacy. Mousefur has already faded, and Minnowtail isn't too far off. We must, our legacy will live on."
Bluestar raised her voice at the last part, and the starry warriors behind her yowled their approval.
"Bluestar, are you sure? The kit shouldn't have to go through this. It is a gift, I suppose, but it will cause her much pain, whatever the outcome. We'll be merging a part of our souls with hers; she will hardly have her own personality." A young tortoishell she-cat stood up.
"Yes, Spottedleaf. But it will be her and her alone in the end." Spottedleaf bowed her head in acceptance to her former leader's words.
"Let us begin." Bluestar's powerful voice rang out.
All of the cats, starry and shady, looked into the pool and spoke in unison, in a voice that didn't belong to any cat,
" Silver shines bright, the blazing sun may fool you. In the end, Silver shall voice the fallen."
The cats left wordlessly, a few glances back, many quietly thinking, 'It is done.' The powerful words still echoed around Starclan, "Silver shall voice the fallen…."
Chapter 1-
Allegiances
ThunderClan
Leader- Violetstar- Dark tom with unusual violet eyes
Deputy- Morninglight- Light golden tabby she-cat with amber eyes
Medicine Cat- Raindapple- dark gray she-cat with blue eyes- apprentice: Fadedpaw
Warriors- Foxtail- Bright ginger tom with pale yellow eyes
Ashfeather- Dark gray she-cat with feathery long tail and amber eyes
Skymist- light blue-gray she-cat with misty blue eyes
Darkriver- Black she-cat with gray-blue foot and dark blue eyes
Icetail- Gray she-cat with white tail and green eyes
Flameleg- Yellow she-cat with particularly orange legs and dark blue eyes
Swiftleap- Black and white tabby tom with green eyes-apprentice: Lightningpaw
Roseshiver- Bright red she-cat with long tail and bright green eyes- apprentice: Vinepaw
Shadowclaw- Black tom with pale yellow eyes
Lionfur- Large golden tom with blue eyes- apprentice: Frostpaw
Whitepad- Dusty brown tom with extremely unusual white pads and golden eyes
Whitetiger- White tabby she-cat with black stripes and blue eyes
Tigerleg-Dark brown tom with unusually striped legs and dark blue eyes
Nightfur- Pure black tom with bright amber eyes
Apprentices: Fadedpaw- Light yellow she-cat with bright amber eyes that stand out
Frostpaw- Pure white she-cat with blue eyes
Lightningpaw- Dark tabby tom with several jagged white streaks and pale yellow eyes
Vinepaw- Dark grey tom with long tail and misty green eyes
Queens: Firefall- Grey she-cat with bright orange streaks running down her and amber eyes (Silverkit, Owlkit)
Snowweb- Pure white she-cat with bright blue eyes
Goldpetal- Gold she-cat with soft amber eyes (Sunkit, Eaglekit, and Blazekit)
Kits: Silverkit- bright silver she-cat with blue eyes with just a hint of silver to them (Firefall)
Owlkit: gray and brown mottled tom with pale yellow eyes (Firefall)
Sunkit: Golden tom with yellow and green eyes (Goldpetal)
Eaglekit: Gold and brown she-cat with yellow eyes (Goldpetal)
Blazekit: Bright ginger she-cat with green eyes (Goldpetal)
Elders: Amberdrop: Dark amber she-cat with still bright amber eyes
Seedfur: Pale ginger she-cat with green eyes
Jayfoot: Dark tabby tom with dark blue eyes
Silverkit's POV
Silverkit woke up, the first rays of dawn barely peeking over the horizon.
It was a habit of hers to see the warriors in the dawn patrol off.
Silverkit had come to look up to some of them, like the strong and brave Lionfur, the fastest cat in the clan, Swiftleap, or the cunning and elusive she-cat, Darkriver.
She quietly padded out of the nursery, careful not to disturb any of her sleeping denmates, and then ran across the silent camp, where she sat next to Roseshiver, the warrior on guard, who twitched her whiskers in amusement when Silverkit straightened her back, puffed out her chest, and narrowed her eyes like she was guarding camp herself.
They sat in silence for a few minutes, until the dawn patrol walked up.
Roseshiver sighed in relief and sleepily dragged herself over to the warriors den.
Silverkit watched in excitement as the patrol passed
. There was Nightfur, Lionfur, Foxtail, Frostpaw, and Lightningpaw.
The patrol purred in amusement as the kit excitedly bounced up and down as they passed.
Silverkit groomed her fur as the rising sun rose over the horizon.
She watched the sunrise, staring in wonder at the sky.
She sat there, mesmerized, as the sky changed from gentle pink, then scarlet red, to a burst of gold, and then settling into a light blue.
Silverkit stretched and padded into the nursery before her mother, Firefall, started worrying about her.
She crept in and lay down in her nest, pretending to be asleep.
Right on time, she heard rustling in the nest next to hers.
Silverkit struggled not to prick her ears at the sound, and instead waited for the sound of him stretching. 3, 2, 1...
Silverkit pounced on her denmate, who mewled in surprise as she tackled her much larger friend.
She pinned him down and squeaked, "I caught you, Sunkit!"
Sunkit growled playfully and shook her off of him.
They tumbled around the nursery until they crashed into Goldpetal, Sunkit's mother.
She opened her bleary amber eyes and grumbled, "Why don't you two ask the elders for a story?" then went back to sleep.
Silverkit and Sunkit crept out of the nursery and headed straight for the elders den.
They looked at the sleeping bodies of the cats and immediately jumped on them to wake them up.
It was a series of "wake up! Wake up! Wake up!' All around the den.
There was a hiss, and a dark amber she-cat sat up.
"What are you kits doing here?! We're trying to sleep!"
Oblivious to her anger, the kits excitedly answered, "So you can tell us stories!"
The old queen purred in amusement despite her annoyance.
"Actually, I think Seedfur would like to tell you one." She said, a glimmer of amusement in her weary eyes.
The kits' ears pricked and they ran over to the heap of fur called Seedfur.
"Tell us a story! Tell us a story!"
She sat up and meowed, "why do you always hand the task to me, Amberdrop?'
Seedfur huffed as she sat down, and looked at the eager kits.
"Hmm…. What's a good story? One you haven't heard yet….. I've got it! How would you kits like to hear another story about Jayfeather?"
The kits didn't say anything, just watched in awed silence.
Jayfeather was one of their favorite cats to tell stories about, which was why they "idolized" Jayfoot, who had been named after him shortly after he died.
"Well, I'm going to tell you about my former mentor's parents' story. Let's begin with Crowfeather…
"In the end, she saved the tribe. She leapt up onto the hanging stone, and it plunged down on Sharptooth. This came with a price though: her life. Crowpaw couldn't move on, but they had to leave The Tribe. Yes, Feathertail was a brave cat"
Silverkit swayed on her paws.
Ever since Seedfur had started talking about The Tribe, she had felt dizzy.
But at the mention of that name, she collapsed on the den floor.
Feathertail watched as Brambleclaw was thrown to the side by the huge mane -less lion: Sharptooth.
She let out a yowl as she ran towards him.
The Tribe cats looked at him in fear, then in surprise when she ran towards him.
She surely couldn't take him down.
The mountain lion turned to her, blood lining his jaws.
As the enormity of what she was about to do came down upon her, time seemed to slow down, and she saw the cats that had become like Clanmates to her.
Brambleclaw, who looked so much like Tigerstar, the cat who had caused her so much pain, but was completely different from him.
She never truly trusted him until this moment.
Squirrelpaw, whom she had admired from the start.
Tawnypelt, who saw what she was doing and tried in vain to catch her on her infected leg, her green eyes wide.
Stormfur, her brother, who had always been there for her, his amber eyes wide with fear for his beloved sister.
Feathertail finally gazed upon Crowpaw.
He ran to her with all the speed of WindClan, but even his great speed could not catch her.
She had not realized how much she loved him until that very moment.
She almost stopped to rub up against his dark fur, look into those cunning eyes, which would be full of affection when they laid eyes upon her.
Crowpaw, who didn't care that she was Half-Clan, or even from another clan at that.
She loved him to the ends of Starclan.
She looked back to the target, Sharptooth.
She leapt up to the stone spire, which cracked, but it wasn't enough.
She shook it more by going underneath it, her claws barely holding on, and it fell down on Sharptooth.
She landed on the hard, cold stone floor, feeling what would be warm blood seep out of her, but she was so cold that the red liquid felt freezing like everything else.
She lay down, the feeling creeping out of her legs.
All the cats had stopped to stare when the spire had dropped, impaling both her and Sharptooth.
Now they all rushed over to her, "Brambleclaw, Squirrelpaw, you have come to mean so much to me. I hope to watch you from my place in Starclan. Tawnypelt, you are like a sister to me. I hate to leave you like this, but I will be with you, on this journey and beyond."
She coughed up more blood and croaked," Stormfur, my brother, you were always there for me. I love you."
Feathertail stopped before speaking, drawing in a rasping breath.
"Crowpaw, how else to say it? I love you. I'm so sorry I had to leave like this, but I will always be there. I love you, Crowpaw, I love you all, I love you….." Feathertail looked into all of their eyes, her gaze finally resting on Crowpaw, his blue eyes glazed over with sadness.
He leaned closer to her and whispered in a choked voice, "I love you too,"
Silverkit blinked her eyes.
She smelt the strange herbs of the Medicine Cat den.
She struggled to pick up her head and speak, but it came out as a pathetic mewl.
Raindapple, the medicine cat, turned around at the sound.
"Fadedpaw," she said.
A pale yellow she-cat walked up.
"Yes, Raindapple?" she meowed.
"Fetch Silverkit some water." Fadedpaw dipped her head and padded out of the den.
Raindapple turned back to Silverkit. "Silverkit," she began, "Can you tell me what happened?"
Silverkit took a deep breath and said, "IhadthisdreamwhereIwasinacav e, andIwassomecatnamedfeatherta il, andtherewasthiscat..."
"Hold on, sweetie," the dark blue she-cat interrupted, "Slower,"
Silverkit nodded, and then said, "Well, after I fainted, I had this dream about this cat like I was the cat, Feathertail. I was in this cave, and there was this mean lion, Sharptooth, but he didn't have a mane like other lions. I killed him, but I also killed myself. There were a couple cats, Bumbleclaw? Something like that. And there was another, too. Crowpaw…." She looked into space thoughtfully.
"Why did you faint?" Raindapple said patiently.
"I fainted when…. Feathertail was mentioned. Must be coincidence. "
Raindapple looked deep in thought.
"Can I go now?" the eager Silverkit mewled, fidgeting as she looked up to the Medicine Cat.
Raindapple snapped out of her thoughts, and looked down at the silver she-cat, who gazed at her expectantly. "Yes, Silverkit, but if you don't feel good, come right back."
Raindapple watched the kit run out, and then murmured to herself, "Yes, I believe she has come."
Silverkit padded out of the medicine cat den, and looked up to the sun, where it was nearing sunhigh.
Her mother, Firefall, was anxiously walking back and forth.
When Silverkit walked out, her ears pricked and she ran towards her, ferociously licking her.
"Oh, Silverkit! I was so worried! Don't you ever scare me like that again!" She said, purring in between words.
"Mom! Stop it!" Silverkit mewled, squirming away.
"You need to rest, Silverkit" Firefall said, picking her up by the scruff and carrying her to the nursery, despite her furious meows of protest.
Firefall plopped her kit down in her miniscule nest and ordered in a firm voice, "Go to sleep. Now, Silverkit. "
Silverkit knew it was pointless to argue when her mom used "The Voice."So she closed her eyes, and fell into an uneasy sleep, not knowing of the nightmares that awaited her.
Not too bad for the first chapter of my first fanfiction, right? Sorry the argument at the beginning of the prologue was so short; I didn't want to make it too long. What should Silverkit's and Sunkit's warrior names be? No flames, please, R&R!
-Falconfire out!