This is a REWRITE of a previous fanfiction known as Shadows Rising. This is the first chapter, the Pilot. If I like how it goes, there may be more! But please, please review, because that will influence my decision!

Willowdawn, Cinderpaw, Claypaw, and Eagleleaf are all ThunderClan cats. But Willowdawn, Cinderpaw, and Claypaw all begin to discover that they have powers. With the knowledge of a prophecy, and that he no longer wants to be a medicine cat, Eagleleaf tries to help the three. But Willowdawn begins to be consumed by the darkness, and that's only the start of the chaos of the prophecy. A war clearly looms ahead, but who is the goodie, and who is the baddie? And is Willowdawn herself the reason that the clans will fall?

"Willowdawn, come on, don't you want to impress Pinestar by bringing back the most prey?" Jaggedclaw called, already twenty fox-lengths away from me. I rolled my eyes. Typical Jaggedclaw!

"We are not going into WindClan territory just for a few rabbits! I'd much rather fish, let alone swim!" I turned my gaze away from the silly warrior, glancing towards ThunderClan camp. Well, I suppose anything's better than getting in arguments with Cinderpaw. Upon thinking of my younger sister, I scoffed. My sister blamed me for everything- our mother's death (badgers killed her), though, was the main component. She took it way too personally, and she barely ever knew the cat! I, on the other hand, had grown extremely close to her. My father, Fallenstrike, and I had mourned her for moons. "Fine, but if we get caught, it's all your fault!"

I swore I heard a snicker from Jaggedclaw, as we continued hurrying to the border. Cold snowflakes came tumbling down, light at the moment but sure to build up to a blizzard later. Running through the snow was like being an apprentice again. It was the first snow of the season, beginning last night and already layering up pretty thickly. I sure loved snow.

The small stream that marked the border was freezing over, so to avoid the thin ice I leaped over it. There was a break in the clouds, so I soaked in the brief period of sun. We headed up and over a hill. A hare appeared, sniffing a few blades of grass sticking out of the snow.

"There," I growled, under my breath, "go get it, Jaggedclaw." While Jaggedclaw caught the hare, I made my way to the other side of the border. I waited. And waited. He didn't return. Nervously, I jumped back across, trying to see what the commotion was. I climbed the hill, before gasping. Jaggedclaw was being confronted by a party of WindClan warriors. He looked so scrawny compared to the long furred, large warriors. I rolled my eyes. I had to stay out of this, I couldn't risk getting in trouble!

I quickly ran back to the camp, my eyes wide. If I could beat the WindClan patrol, then I'd be in luck. Pinestar was laying on top of the HighLedge, his paws dangling off as he watched over. "Pinestar!" I called, before carefully navigating my way to the area below the HighLedge. "Jaggedclaw got in some trouble with WindClan, he needs help!" Pinestar, needing no further explanation, got up from his rest and followed me to the WindClan border, followed by a group of cats who had nothing better to do with their time. We weren't even halfway there when we met the WindClan patrol… and Jaggedclaw. The cats surrounded Jaggedclaw, making it appear like he was their prisoner.

"Pinestar," a tom growled, "is this cat a part of ThunderClan?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" Pinestar questioned, "Jaggedclaw, what did you do?"

"We caught him stealing prey on our territory," replied one of the she-cats.

"Pine, pine, pine pine…" Fallowsnout's voice came out of nowhere, "tell Pine… darkness is set to consume the clan, but those with the powers in their hearts will vanquish them. Darkness… darkness… VANQUISH!" Fallowsnout padded along, returning from the MoonPool. Poor medicine cat was going insane… Eagleleaf appeared a bit behind her.

"I'm sorry… we'll talk to you later, Pinestar!" Eagleleaf spoke loudly, guiding Fallowsnout back to camp. I looked over at Eagleleaf, frowning. I liked him… a lot. Over the time we've known each other, my feelings have varied from friendly feelings to… to something else. He had the kindest spirit, but he was obviously not meant to be a medicine cat.

"Pay no attention to her…" Pinestar hissed, "thank you for returning Jaggedclaw, I promise that we'll have a punishment for him." He nodded his head, leading his son away. The two went off, and I hurried to find Eagleleaf.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, its Fallowsnout who we should worry about," Eagleleaf lowered his head. "She's been getting worse. She received a prophecy moons ago and it's all she can remember."

"Wow, that… that sucks," I replied, frowning. "What's the prophecy about?"

"Oh, StarClan knows," Eagleleaf rolled his eyes, "oncoming darkness, and all that. It came forever ago, I'm not too worried about it coming true."

"Shouldn't you be?" I tilted my head to Eagleleaf, "if it's about darkness, the darkness could come from anywhere or anyone! Even me!" I laughed at that. "What if I'm the darkness? Wouldn't that be the day?"

"Yeah, that'd be terrifying," Eagleleaf snickered. I frowned. "I'm only joking, ya' sensitive or something?" I still frowned, not a big fan of teasing. "Oh-kay. I'll cross mocking Willowdawn off my bucket list. For good." I forced a laugh.

"Sorry, Eagle. Things have just been hard with Cinderpaw… I haven't exactly been in a good mood for awhile," I sighed, my pace slowing.

"I get it, you have family problems," Eagleleaf said, "I'll back off. If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here."

"Thanks Eagleleaf," I smiled, "you might be the one cat in all of the clans who understands." Eagleleaf offered a friendly smile. As we padded into camp, I was greeted by the sight of Cinderpaw and Claypaw. Flirting. Well, it wasn't exactly flirting. But it was as close as the two were ever going to get on my watch. I butted in, furious.

"Cinderpaw, do you know what I've gone through today?" I approached Cinderpaw, breaking the two up. I had to complain to someone, and Cinderpaw was going to get all of it. "I've had to watch my friend be in danger. And where were you? Flirting away with the second to lamest apprentice in the clan."

"Get a den!" I heard someone yowl in the background. But I didn't turn away.

"Go die, Willowdawn," hissed my half-sister, with a nervous glare at Claypaw.

"Oh shut up, you know that I'm twice as important as you'll ever be!"

"Willow," warned Eagleleaf, from behind me.

"Do you know what Fallenstrike and I went through when our mother died?" at this point, I could care less about Jaggedclaw. All I cared about was making Cinderpaw seem as small and worthless as possible. "We went through hell! Like, seriously? The Dark Forest can't even compare to what we went through!"

"Willowdawn, Fallenstrike did not go through hell!"

"Yes he did! My father-"

"Your father is the one who killed mom!"