I don't own Warriors. Erin Hunter (how many people she may be) does.
Prologue
"This was never meant to happen!" she hissed. The tom bristled.
"Well it did, and that's what matters!" he snapped. Then he lowered his voice. "What are we going to do? If they really are who you say they are, then where will they go?" the she cat shook her head in despair.
"Where ever they go, they will always have to prophecy hanging over them." she sighed, defeated.
"Well if you hadn't left the clans, this wouldn't have happened again!" the tom retorted. The she cat snarled and unsheathed her claws.
"Don't blame this on me, it is both of our faults. We should have known that there would be a prophecy about them." the tom trembled and lowered his head.
"No more fighting. Let's just discuss this calmly. For the clan's sake." he pleaded with large eyes. The she cat smiled faintly and brushed her soft tail against his cheek.
"Very well." she meowed. Then her eyes hardened. "They will have to live in the clans. Hopefully we will be able to warn the clans without giving them away." the tom's lip puckered guiltily.
"I don't like keeping secrets from our clans. It doesn't seem right." he muttered. The she cat breathed softly.
"But it is the only way. We must keep them in the dark for them to live." the tom smiled at her ironic statement.
"So, where are they?" he asked, curiosity lighting his gaze. The she cat smiled and dropped three kits at his paws.
"Let them live in ThunderClan until the day they must complete the prophecy." the tabby she cat told him. "They will be safe for the beginning of their kithoods. Then their destinies shall begin to unravel, and we must discuss this again." the tom stroked the small bundles gently.
"Can't they stay with you?" he murmured. The she cat laughed half heartedly.
"Please tell me you are joking." she meowed. She rolled her eyes when he didn't. "Stupid tom. You know why they can't." he sighed.
"Of course. Well. Then I must take them then?" she nodded.
"Keep them safe." she whispered, and she began to fade away. The tom breathed in her scent just before she disappeared.
She smelled just like heathers.
Hm. Fail? I don't know. Again, submit the cats you want DEAD! Weird question huh? Well it gets weirder. :P
~Swanie
