Firestar was lying on the grass, bloody. The lightning struck the tree, then it fell with fire. Indicating that Fire Has Fallen.. Lifeless bodies lay on the ground. Graystripe came over and sat next to Firestar. Ravenpaw was there too. "I would have taken your place." Graystripe silently said. "Remember the day we met? But now.. Your leaving me. Like Silverstream... Please.. don't go Firestar." Ravenpaw had mewed something to Firestar, "Thank you for freeing me from Tigerstar and being my friend forever.." Graystripe meowed, "Don't you remember all the memories? All the adventures... Rusty...Firepaw...Fireheart...Firestar... my dear friend. You are what I have left... Lionheart, Silverstream, Patchpelt, Willowpelt, Sorreltail, Feathertail, Rainwhisker, Sootfur, Stormfur left me for a while and.. now you" he finished. He turned to Ravenpaw. "How did you get here?" he asked. Ravenpaw shrugged. "Goodbye Graystripe... Thank you for everything..." Firestar said as he lost glitter from his eyes. "He's.. gone.." Graystripe mewed.
Lemonade padded over to a bush and went inside, with a plump mouse in her jaw. Her cream brown fur and dark brown spots with green eyes was camouflage sort of. That is why she left her Twoleg, to use the gift as you should. She has six kits. One was a handsome orange tom, another was a dark tabby with amber eyes, The last tom was a sandy-gray tom with a white flash on his chest and green eyes, There were three she-cats, one was slender, pale gray with unusual blue eyes, Another was silver with blue eyes, and a brown one with green eyes.
"Sorry kits... It is winter." Lemonade muttered. The brown mother was very skinny. In winter, Lemonade barely eats. Well she use to, when Blake was around. It all happened so fast. The badger struck fast. It was winter, he was vulnerable. Lemonade now despises badgers. A brown tom with white paws was up in a tree, watching the bush. "So Lemonade, Those kits won't survive" he said with a smug face. "Yes they will!" she hissed back at the brown tom. The smug face faded and he leaped from the tree to the fence and jumped down from the fence into his yard. "W-what?" she stammered. "What i-is g-going on?" But then a red shape flew through the bushes, attacking Lemonade. Fox! Lemonade thought quickly. She leaped at the fox, bit down on his back. The fox shook her off, thrashing in terror, Lemonade went flying! through the pushes and hit the tree, getting knocked out easy. The fox carried the six kits away, running through the forest, few seconds later the fox bowled over, the kits went flying, dropping right at the patrol's paws. a white she-cat padded over quickly shoved them over away from the fox and protected them. A russet-furred tom and black she-cat were clawing the fox, blood ran from the fox. It leaped up, completely bowling over the two cats, and ran as fast as it could through the bushes. "We sure showed him!" the tom said. "Frostdawn, are those... kits?! Morningfern will be so pleased!" the black she-cat rasped. "Ravengorse you are too old to fight! Just tell Flarestar you are ready to go to the elder's den" "Supposedly Frostdawn" said."I am not ready to give up deputy" Ravengorse growled. "Just consider following my advice" Frostdawn sighed. "So Russetsplash, Ravengorse, let's head back." Each of them carried 2 kits. "Kits..." a gray tom growled as the patrol padded in with kits. "Shut it Icefang" Ravengorse growled. Icefang rolled his eyes and went back to guarding. "Kits! I have to tell Morningfern!" a white tom yowled in excitement. He went into a leafy den. A tortoiseshell soon came running out with two bundles of fur at her side. "They are so cute! Can I have all of them!?" Morningfern asked in awe. A russet-furred tom came down from a tall rock and padded to them. "Hmm.. Moonfur do you want kits?" the russet-furred tom asked. "No thanks Flarestar, I couldn't imagine having ten kits" a golden she-cat replied. "Then Morningfern, you may have the-" he was cut off by, "YES!" Morningfern yowled. "Let's help carry them in" Frostdawn mewed. They carried the kits in the den, by their scruffs. Morningfern sat down with them. They started suckling on her. "So cute" she meowed. "Should I help name our new kits?" a ginger tom with black legs paws, and ears mewed as he entered the den. "Sure Rabbitcatcher" Morningfern replied. Her tortoiseshell pelt, shining in the sunset. "I will name the toms, This ginger tom can be Firekit, The dark tabby will be Tigerkit, and the sandy-gray tom can be Thrushkit" Rabbitcatcher listed. "The pale gray she-cat is Willowkit, The silver she-cat can be Featherkit, and the brown one can be Mousekit" Morningfern meowed. "Gee Willowkit has pretty eyes" Rabbitcatcher said, his eyes widening. "Well at least we have she-kits" Morningfern shrugged. "Well I guess Tumblekit and Timberkit won't be lonely, well they were never lonely, but at least they will have sisters" Rabbitcatcher guessed. They had no idea that they had a reborn hero and a reborn villian in there litter, But soon, they will learn.
There you go a prologue! yay! Was it long? Leave your favorite character in the reviews!
P.S. I know that stuff didn't happen in the Last Hope.