Well, well, well. Another idea stuck in my head that just had to come out on paper. I'm just winging this one so I'll probably have some questions at the end of each chapter to decide what I should do.

Also, yes, I did change my name for reasons I am unable to disclose and yes I will update on my Maximum Ride Fanfic, I've just been out of town for the holidays.

Just so you all know, I'm putting this story up on Wattpad a day earlier than Fanfiction so if you can't possibly wait, go check out my Wattpad Jenava293.

Enough of this, onwards!

This font = Point of View

Prologue:

Fireheart

My breath was coming in ragged breaths out of my throat but I, Fireheart, former deputy of Thunderclan was forced to run even faster. The sound of cats, former clanmates sped me up, heading towards the border and the relative safety of Twolegplace. A small thrumming of pawsteps alerted me to a cat getting much to close, so I turned around for a split second and found myself face-to-face with Dustpelt.

Dustpelt leaped at me, fury in his eyes, but I just batted him away before continuing to run. Breaking out of the forest, I knew I was safe, so I turned around and waited. Sure enough, 5 cats broke out of the forest soon after. Graystripe, Sandstorm, Dustpelt, Whitestorm, and Bluestar. They stood at the edge of the forest and hissed at me in fury.

I hadn't done anything wrong, but my clan, my friends, had driven me out after I prevented a war between us and Windclan. My anger started emerging rapidly, and before I turned around to enter my new life as a loner or a rogue, I hissed at the cats I was leaving behind.

"You will pay for what you are doing, know that." I hissed to Bluestar. "And as for the rest of you...Keep your eyes open. Keep your ears pricked. Keep looking behind you. Because one day I'll find you and then you'll be worse than crowfood."

The brief fear in their eyes was enough for me, and I turned away, leaving my old life behind.

Sandstorm

Fireheart. I can't believe I loved that foxheart! He gave away our plan to attack Windclan, the traitor! Bluestar's punishment of exile made all cats in Thunderclan happy. We were finally rid of the kittypet nuisance.

Bluestar, Whitestorm, Dustpelt, Graystripe and I chased Fireheart out of our territory, into Twolegplace. We were confident we were making the right choice by chasing him out, but when he hissed his warning at us, we were all unsettled.

Fireheart disappeared from view, and we padded slowly back to camp. No one spoke but I could see the fear in their eyes and could feel the fear in myself. Anyone who knew Fireheart, even a little is that he always fulfilled a promise.

Bluestar called a clan meeting almost immediately after arriving back at camp, and informed the clan that Fireheart had disappeared into Twolegplace, but did not tell them about what he had said..

"Let him go back to being a kittypet!" Longtail jeered. "Bringing him in was a mistake all along." And so started a new, prosperous, happier time for Thunderclan.

Fireheart/Flame

Skip 4 Days:

Time in Twolegplace really hardens you. I had killed already, and my scratches were many from fighting over food. Hopefully, I would have more luck in this new alley, packed so full of trash that it would be surprising if there weren't any rats. I walked stealthily into the dark, and sniffed for prey-scent.

My nose picked up a faint, yet fresh scent of rat, and I stalked after it. I finally caught sight of the biggest rat I had seen yet in this place. My haunches waggled back and forth and I prepared to leap when I was interrupted with a hiss. The rat turned its head and quickly disappeared into the piles of trash.

I turned, angry that someone had disturbed my catch, and saw a gray tom with yellow eyes standing in the mouth of the alley, flanked by two lithe black she cats. Their fur stood on end, and their hackles were raised.

"What are you doing in my alley?" the gray tom hissed.

"I'm hunting, what does it look like mouse-brain?" I hissed back, claws unsheathed. "And I was doing a fine job too until you came along. So why don't you leave me alone and find your own hunting spot?"

"One problem with that kitty." the tom sneered. "My name is Shadow, I am the deputy of Darkclan, and this is my alley. So you better leave unless you want more than just a few scratches."

I debated my options, but my belly that was wailing in pain decided it for me. "If you want me to leave, make me.' I hissed, calling on all my battle moves I had ever learned.

"Black, Grey, attack." the tom said calmly, and the two cats on either side of him, Black and Grey apparently, leaped towards me.

I dodged a swipe from Black and flicked a claw up her face, causing her to hiss in pain. Grey swiped at my hindquarters, and I turned to slash at her, but was caught off balance when Black jumped on me. Rolling was my only option, so I squished Black, leaped up, and slashed her neck wide open.

My eyes barely lingered on her dead body before I turned to Grey. The she-cat was more nervous now that her clanmate was dead, but she still leaped, right into my outstretched claws. Her eyes widened and she slid down, blood gurgling from the stab marks in her throat.

The tom was still in the mouth of the alley, hissing in anger, eyes staring in disbelief at Black and Grey.

"Still want to drive me out?" I asked mockingly.

"No." the tom replied. "Now I just want to kill you." He leaped, crashing into me, and we fell to the ground, rolling around, slashing at each others' muzzles and using our back legs to tear at each others' stomachs.

Blood was starting to drip out of mine so I pushed at the tom, dislodging him and sending him flying. He hit the wall with a thud and lay there. I staggered over to the tom and saw that his neck had been cut on a piece of wood sticking out of the wall.

"Never mess with me." I hissed, staring down at him. "Or you'll regret it." The light in the tom's eyes hardened in anger before dying and becoming dull.

I finally realized how exhausted I was and I managed to stagger into the shadow of a wall before collapsing into a deep, dark sleep.

The screeches of surprise woke me. I looked around and saw almost immediately three cats standing over the body of the dead tom and the two dead she-cats. One of the cats was massive, almost as big as Tigerclaw. There was also a smaller black cat and a medium-sized brown cat. Faintly, I managed to hear them talking.

"How did they die?" one asked. They were the best fighters of Darkclan. "More importantly, who killed them?" said another voice. The cats turned around looking at this question, and I saw the black one's eyes focus on me.

"There." he said. "That must be the cat who killed them."

The cats advanced towards me, and I struggled to my paws, head swimming slightly, paws heavy. Even though I felt like sinking to the ground, I forced myself to stay upright and unsheathed my claws, back arching and fur bristling.

"Who are you?" the big cat rumbled. "What's your name?"

I decided I couldn't win a battle against them, but I knew I couldn't tell them my real name. "Flame." I found myself saying strongly. "My name is Flame."

Yay! Prologue done! Next are allegiances so it would be helpful if I could get some names and descriptions? Please? I need them mainly for Darkclan and Bloodclan.

Anyways, cya!

Jenava