Heavy rain fell through the cold and dark night, as two cats treaded on down the rocky mountainside and into clan territory.

"We must hurry, Stormfur. It's almost time!" the brown tabby she cat mewed to her mate. She was heavy with his kits, and worried that they might not make it to Thunderclan's camp in time.

"I know, Brook, but Feathertail told me that they must be born in Thunderclan." The gray tom replied confidently.

They padded on, towards the Thunderclan camp. Stormfur and Brook knew that there were countless dangers in clan territory, and were very wary about their surroundings. Stormfur jolted to a stop.

"We should stop here for the night. You need to rest," he mewed pointing his tail towards a hollowed out tree trunk, "Rest in that tree trunk, and I'll go and hunt."

"Brook, don't worry. We're almost there." Stormfur meowed.

They padded on, and arrived 6 fox lengths away from the Thunderclan camp. They were about to pad in, when Brook collapsed on the ground moaning and yowling in pain.

"Brook! Stay calm! I'll go get help!" Stormfur mewed in alarm, as he dashed into the camp.

"Stormfur? What in the name of Starclan are you doing he-"

"There's no time to explain! Brook is kitting right outside the entrance, and she needs help!"

A strong muscular dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes skidded down a heap of rocks and paused in front of Stormfur.

"What's going on?"

"Bramblestar! Thank Starclan! Brook is kitting, and she's right outside of the hollow! Please! Fetch Jayfeather and Leafpool! Silverstream died kitting, and Feathertail died saving the tribe. All I have left are Graystripe and Brook! I couldn't stand to lose her too! The kits are coming early, too! Something might be wrong-"

"Stormfur! Calm down! Molewhisker! Go fetch Leafpool and Jayfeather at once!"

Stormfur scrambled out of the camp to Brook. Before he could reach her, a scent touched the roof of his mouth. Blood! Starclan, no! Please don't do this!

He reached Brook and licked her gently. She's bleeding! Everything is going wrong!

Jayfeather and Leafpool charged through the gorse wall, and examined Brook.

Jayfeather gently placed a paw on Brook's swollen belly. "The first kit is coming," Jayfeather mewed.

As he spoke, a kit slithered out onto the leaves.

"It's a she-kit. Nip the sac open, so it can breath."

Stormfur bent over and nipped the sac open. It was a ginger she-cat with a white underbelly, with five unusual star-shaped patches on its flanks. Each patch was a different color. White, black, yellow, blue, and silver. Above her eyes, was a lightning shaped patch, with an unusual bright yellow color with white lined around the edges.

"Another one is coming, Stormfur," Jayfeather announced as another she-kit slipped onto the leaves beside her sister.

It was a ginger she-cat with a white underbelly, like her sister. And she had five sun shaped patches on her pelt. Each one was silver. He gently nipped the sac open, and started licking the kit the wrong way to get the blood flowing.

"Stormfur, get ready for another kit," Leafpool mewed gently.

The little kit slithered out, and Leafpool nipped the sac open. The kit was another she-kit, And was silver except for the five yellow moon shaped patches on her pelt and a white underbelly.

The last she-kit slithered out, it was gray and covered in five white cloud shaped patches on her fur with a white under belly.

Brook screeched in pain.

"Brook! Can...can we name the kits now?" Stormfur meowed with worried eyes.

"Yes...the orange she-kit with the star shaped patches can be…Lightningkit," Brook wheezed.

"Ok, then the other tabby she-kit can be Sunkit," Stormfur mewed.

"And the silver kit...can be… Moonkit," Brook gasps.

"And the last one… Cloudkit," Stormfur mews.

Brook suddenly gasps and her eyes close, her head slamming into the ground.

"Brook! No! Don't leave me!"

"Stormfur-take care-of our-kits…"

Then she took her last breath, before all life drained from her eyes.

Stonefur collapsed onto Brook, wailing in greif. He looked up to the stars and whimpered. He looked down at his kits, pondering what would happen to them without their mother.

"STARCLAN HELP US!"

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Wow! The suspense is already here and it's only the prologue!

I just want to say that I have been working out the details for this story for three years now, and I have sent my ideas to the Erin Hunters. They like it alot but are unfortunately not allowed to accept fan ideas.

I'm gonna say right now, that in this story, most of my OC characters are based off of people in real life! You should easily be able to figure out which one is me!

Anyway, other than that, I hope you enjoy the story, and I will try my best to update as soon as possible!

~Lightning out