Title: Sunrise

Rate: T for blood, cussing (not a lot), and to make sure

Pairings: BbxRae, (warriors is the same, as books)

Note: First Crossover, so be nice. It's kind of between Firestar's Adventure and Midnight book except at the end of this chapter it starts to go into Midnight and it will kind of but not really follow the stories.

Disclaimer: don't own either, Warriors or Teen Titans

"Speaking"
'Thinking'
Dreaming
Memory


S P O I L A L E R T !!!! At the end when StarClan cats are together I got it out of Midnight's Prologue so I don't own that either, I'm Warning you now.


Prologue

T H U N D E R C L A N

A dark gray she-cat, with blue eyes, walked out form behind some ferns. She was limping because her back left leg was run over by a monster. Firestar, her ginger tom leader, thought Tigerstar, a dark brown tabby tom traitor, and Brambleclaw's father, had sent that plan up to kill Bluestar, her old blue-gray she-cat leader, who died saving the clan by mean dogs.

She slowly made her way to her den it was inside a spilt rock, where her old mentor Yellowfang had before her. She looked over at her new apprentice, Leafpaw, she was a light brown tabby she-cat, with amber eyes, and white paws, she's Sandstorms, a pale ginger she-cat, and Firestar's kit, also Squirrelpaw's, a dark ginger she-cat, sister. Cinderpelt purr and lays down in her moss bedding and fell into a deep slumber.

Cinderpelt sat in a clearing with four big oak trees surrounding it they call it fourtrees. She looked up at the huge rock in the middle and saw her old leader, Bluestar sitting on top of it. When Bluestar say her, she leap down and trot over to her.

"Cinderpelt, hard times are coming, a bird and a beast will save the clans but only if they train as ThunderClan warriors, hard times be coming so be safe," Bluestar purred.

"But you will be with us, to help right?" Cinderpelt strutted out looking up at the great cat in front of her.

"Yes StarClan will be looking out for you guys, but we can't always do things we want to do. The two who will save the clans will come form far away, farther then StarClan has ever been." Bluestar murmur as she faded away and Cinderpelt woke up.

"Oh my, I wonder what will happen," she meow as she got up and stalked out of her den towards the clearing, where it was empty except for Dustpelt who was guarding as everyone slept, she made her way to high rock where Firestar slept in the den behind it. When she got there she called in, she waited for about two minutes before Firestar told her to come in.

"What's bring you here Cinderpelt?" he ask as yawn.

"I had a dream, no an omen," Cinderpelt started, when Firestar flicked his ear for her to go she told him her dream and what Bluestar had told him.

"Wow, we should have more patrols, and more hunting, we will not fall for anything, are the bird and beast even cats?" Firestar murmur.

"Ok, I don't know, but they come form some where far." She meowed, "I'm going to go back to bed, and see if Starclan comes again," with that she backed out after she dip her head and went back to her den, and soon after sleep came.


T E E N T I T A N S

Raven sat on the coach, reading her book, when Beast Boy walked in. "Hey Raven what ya reading?" Beast Boy asks as he went into the kitchen part making him something to eat.

"Like you want to know," she mutters under her breath, but Beast Boy heard.

"Actually, I do," Beast Boy replied calmly.

"Right," Raven mutter as she raised her book for Beast Boy to reading Absolute Fear by Lisa Jackson.

"I see," replied the changeling, as he made himself tofu eggs, and pancakes. "So where is everyone?"

"Starfire and Robin are out on a date, and Cyborg is at Steel City visiting Titan's East but more Bumblebee then the team," she replied not looking once up form her book.

"Cool," he replied, as he finish eating his food, he got up and sat down on the coach about three feet away form Raven, he picked the remote up and started to flip through channels, he decide on Naruto. "So…." Beast Boy didn't know how to streak up a conversation with Raven, without arguing or getting thrown out a wind.

"So what?" ask the seventeen year old girl with violet hair that's up to her waist, and amethyst eyes. (A/N: Forgot to tell yeah guys what they look like) She also had pale gray skin, she wore a purple tank top, black jeans, and she also wore white sneakers.

"Nothing," murmur the eighteen year old boy with green hair that was a little longer then it use to be, and emerald eyes. He also had green skin, he wore a pale green shirt, faded blue jeans, and he also wore black sneakers with red stripes.

Just then a vortex appear and suck them up, dropping them in a forest. Raven could feel wind going through her fur wait fur? It didn't make much sense to her but when she landed on the ground hard, but nothing broken she fell into the blackness that consume her and her teammate.


S T A R C L A N


Night lay upon the forest. There was no moon, but the stars of Silverpelt shed their frosty glitter over the trees. At the bottom of a rocky hollow, a pool reflected the starshine. The air was heavy with the scents of late greenleaf.

Wind sighed softly through the trees and ruffled the quiet surface of the pool. At the top of the hollow, the fronds of bracken parted to reveal a cat; her blueish gray fur glimmered as she stepped delicately from rock to rock, down to the water's edge.

Sitting on a flat stone that jutted out over the pool, she raised her head to look around. As if at a signal, more cats began to appear, slipping into the hollow from every direction. They padded down to sit as close to the water as they could, until the lower slopes were filled with lithe shapes gazing down into the pool.

The cat who had appeared first rose to her paws. "A new prophecy has come!" she meowed. "A doom that will change everything has been foretold in the stars."

On the opposite side of the pool, another cat bowed his tawny, bracken-colored head. "I have seen this too. There will be doubt, and great challenge," he agreed.

"Darkness, air, water, and sky will come together, and shake the forest to its roots," the first cat went on. "Nothing will be as it is now, nor as it has been before."

"A great storm is coming," meowed another voice, and the word storm was taken up, repeated and passed around the circle until it seemed that thunder rumbled through the ranks of watching cats.

As the murmur died away a lean cat with a glossy black pelt spoke from near the water's edge. "Can nothing change what is about to happen? Not even the courage and spirit of the greatest warrior?"

"The doom will come," the blue-gray cat replied. "But if the clan meet it like warriors, they may survive." Lifting her head, she let her luminous gaze travel around the hollow. "You have all seen what must befall," she meowed. "And you know what must be done. Eight cats must be chosen to hold the fate of their clans in their paws. Are you ready to make your choices before all of Starclan?"

As she finished speaking, the surface of the pool shivered, though there was no wind to disturb it, then was still again.

The bracken-colored tom rose to his paws, starlight turning the fur on his broad shoulders to silver. "I will begin," he meowed. He glanced sideways to meet the gaze of a light-colored tabby with a twisted jaw. "Crookedstar, do I have your permission to speak for one of the cats for RiverClan?" the tabby bowed his head in agreement, and the first cat went on, "Then I invite you all to see and approve my choice."

He stared down into the water, as motionless as the rocks around him. A pale gray blur appeared on the surface of the pool, and all the cats craned forward to see it more clearly.

"That one?" murmured the blue-gray cat, staring at the shape in the water. "Are you sure, Oakheart?"

The tip of the bracken-colored tom's tail flicked back and forth. "I thought that choice would please you, Bluestar," he meowed, amusement in his tone. "Do you not think she was well mentored?"

"She was excellently mentored." Bluestar's neck fur rose as if he had said something to challenge her, then lay flat again. "Does the rest of Starclan agree?" she asked.

A murmur of assent rose form the watching cats, and the pale gray shape thinned and vanished from the water, leaving it clear and empty again.

The light-colored tabby with the twisted jaw stepped forward, towards the water's edge. "My turn," he meowed. "See and approve my choice for the second cat for RiverClan."

This time the shape in the pool was a dark gray and board shoulders. Bluestar gaze down at the image for a moment before nodding. "He has strength and loyal." She agreed. "Does StarClan approve?"

A murmur of assent rose form the watching cats, and the dark gray shape thinned and vanished, like the first, from the water, leaving it clear and empty again.

Now the black cat stood up and padded to the very edge of the pool. "Here is my choice," he announced. "See and approve it."

This time the shape in the pool was a tawny-colored and lean, with strong, well-muscled shoulders. Bluestar gazed down at the image for some moments before nodding. "She has strength and courage," She agreed

"But Nightstar – does she have loyalty?" called another cat.

The black cat's head whipped around and his claws dug into the ground in front of him. "Are you calling her disloyal?"

"If I do, there's reason for it." The answer was shot back. "She was not born in ShadowClan, was she?"

"Then that could make her a good choice," Bluestar meowed. Calmly. "If the clans cannot work together now, they will all be destroyed. Maybe it will take cats with a paw in two Clans to understand what has to be done." She paused for a moment, but no other objections were forthcoming. "Do StarClan approve?"

There was some hesitation, but it was not too long before soft meows of agreement came form all the assembled cats. The surface of the pool rippled briefly, and when it stilled again the tawny shape had gone.

A large dark brown tabby step forward towards the water's edge, "My turn," he meowed. "See and approve my choice."

This time the shape was dark gray lean, well-muscle shoulders, just like Nightstar's choice, but this one was bigger then before. Bluestar gazed down at it for a moment before she looked at the dark brown tabby "He's a right choice" She agreed. She looked out to the many cats gather around. "Do StarClan approve?"

A murmur of assent rose form the watching cats. The surface of the pool rippled briefly, and when it stilled again the dark gray shape had gone.

Another black cat got up and approached the water's edge, limping on one stubby, twisted paw. "My turn, I think," he rasped. "See and approve my choice."

The gray-black shape that formed in the pool was hard to see against the reflection of the night sky, and the cats peered at it for some time before anyone spoke.

"What?" the bracken-colored cat exclaimed at last. "That's an apprentice!"

"I had noticed, thank you, Oakheart," the black tom meowed dryly.

"Deadfoot, you can't send an apprentice into danger such as this," another cat called from the back of the crowed.

"Apprentice he may be," Deadfoot retorted, "but he has courage and skill to match many warriors. One day he might make a fine leader of WindClan."

"One day is not now," Bluestar pointed out. "And the qualities of a leader are not necessarily those that the clans need to save them now. Do you wish to make another choice?"

Deadfoot's tail lashed furiously and his neck fur bristled as he glared at Bluestar. "This is my choice," he insisted. "Do you – or any other cat – dare to say he is not worthy?"

"What do you say?" Her gaze went around the circle. "Do StarClan approve? Remember that every Clan will be lost if one of our chosen cats should weaken or fail."

Instead of a murmur of approval, the cats muttered at each other in small groups, casting uneasy glances at the shape in the pool and at the cat beside it. Deadfoot stared back with fury in his eyes, his fur fluffed up so that he looked twice his size. He was obviously ready to take on any cat who challenged him.

At length the muttering died away and Bluestar asked once again, "Does the Clan approve?" the assent came, but it was low and reluctant, and a few cats did not speak at all. Deadfoot let out an ill-tempered growl as he turned and limped back to his place.

When the water cleared, a ginger-and-white apprentice padded over to the pool, as he looked in "it's my turn now," he meowed strongly. "See and approve my choice."

A small white shape appears in the pool, cats gather around to see. Bluestar gazed down form a moment then looked at the apprentice, and then turns back to the cats gather around. "So what does StarClan think?" She meowed.

A murmur of assent rose form the watching cats. The surface of the pool rippled briefly, and when it stilled again the white shape had gone.

When the water was clear again Oakheart meowed, "You have not yet made your choice for ThunderClan, Bluestar."

"No – but I am read now," she replied. "See and approve my choice." She gazed down proudly as a dark tabby shape formed in the depths of the pool.

Oakheart stared at it, and stretched his jaw wide in a soundless mew of laughter. "That one! Bluestar, you never cease to surprise me."

"Why?" Bluestar's tone showed she was nettled. "He is a noble young cat, fit for the challenge this prophecy will bring."

Oakheart's ears twitched. "Did I say he was not?"

Bluestar held his gaze, not looking at the other cats as she demanded, "Does the Clan approve?" when the agreement came, strong and certain, she gave Oakheart a contemptuous flick of her tail and looked away.

Next a thick fur golden tabby walked towards the pool, nodding towards Bluestar as he looked down into the pool, a small silver-gray shape appeared, ever cat gather around closer again to see what it was.

"But She's an apprentice, what is it with ThunderClan and WindClan!" a ShadowClan cat's voice rose into the air.

"She may be an apprentice but" he pause "She is loyal and strong and will not fail!" the golden tabby growled.

"Lionheart is right she's a good choice," Bluestar meow. "Does StarClan Approve?" The assent came, but it was low and reluctant, and a few cats did not speak at all.

"Cats of StarClan," She meowed, raising her voice, "Your choices have been made. Soon the journey must begin, to meet the terrible storm that will be released on the forest. Go to your Clans, and make sure each cat is ready."

She paused, and her eyes blazed with a fierce silver light. "We can choose a warrior to save each Clan, but beyond that we cannot help them. May the spirits of all our warrior ancestors go with these cats, wherever the stars may lead them."


A/N: yes you can tell where I added stuff with StarClan, but the stuff I didn't add I got it form Midnight's Prologue. It's kind of long for a prologue but oh well.