A/N: I think the prologue went quiet well, don't you? I thank Animechic for the dream and Annacuster13 for bugging us into making it a story. (Deal with it girlies) Again may jump back in forth throughout the books, so sorry.

Finding The Rouges

Firestar led Jayfeather out of his den and leaped onto the ledge nearby, "Let all those cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath Highledge for a Clan meeting." He yowled.

All cats came and sat around the base of the rock. When they were all silent Firestar called out, "Jayfeather has had another vision!" Jayfeather could feel the eyes on him, "And it warns us of coming danger per usual."

Jayfeather sighed, "I know it may sound strange but five rouges are coming, if they get here by themselves we will all die."

"So I need Sandstorm, Cloudtail, and Brambleclaw to go with Jayfeather to tell Onestar of this vision." Firestar said. When their names were called the pale ginger she-cat, fluffy tom, and brown tabby tom straightened up.

"Why?" One warrior called, "Why warn Onestar?"

"Because he'll be the first to die!" Jayfeather snapped, "And if he dies we all die."

The cats all looked frightened, "Why not tell him tomorrow night at the meeting?"

Firestar stood, "Because then it would be too late." They all nodded and Firestar hopped off the ledge.

Firestar's mate, Sandstorm, his nephew, Cloudtail, and his old apprentice, Brambleclaw came up to him, "We're ready to leave now."

"Good, now let's go." Jayfeather snapped at them from behind Firestar. He stalked off.

"That boy better not test me." Brambleclaw said. Brambleclaw is his father and Sandstorm is his grandmother. Sandstorm smacked Brambleclaw with her tail.

"Let's not get left behind." Cloudtail said bounding after the moody medicine cat. Brambleclaw and Sandstorm followed closely behind him.

Jayfeather sat outside the entrance, "Let's go!"

The others bounded out of the camp and they all four raced toward the WindClan boundary. They leaped the small stream and skidded to a stop at the edge of their territory waiting.

A few minutes went by and Jayfeather got up, "I'm going through." He crossed the line and the warriors followed closely behind him. They had only gone ten feet before three WindClan cats appeared in front of them.

Jayfeather sniffed, "Hello Morningflower, Runningbrook, and Tawnyfur."

So we run into three she-cats?" Cloudtail asked, "That's different."

"And hello there Crowfeather." Jayfeather said after a moment.

"Jayfeather." Crowfeather said stalking up to them, "What are you doing?" he looked at the three warriors behind him, "Leading a sneak attack?"

Jayfeather shook his head, "I need to see Onestar." He stood and paced the darker gray tom, "If there isn't a problem with him right now, if so let me see Barkface or Kestralpaw."

"Fine." Crowfeather said, "And this is only because you are the damned medicine cat." Crowfeather turned and bounded down the hill. Jayfeather and Sandstorm kept up with him. Cloudtail and Brambleclaw followed closely behind with the rest of the WindClan patrol behind them.

(O.o)

Crowfeather and Morningflower led the ThunderClan cats into their camp. Jayfeather yowled out, "Onestar! Get out here its important!" Barkface and Kestralpaw stuck their heads out of the medicine cats den. Jayfeather looked at Cloudtail, "Take Brambleclaw outside and look up at the ridge leading back towards the Tribe of Running Water."

Cloudtail nodded and Brambleclaw followed him outside. Sandstorm soon followed them out.

Onestar appeared at the front of the camp and stalked toward Jayfeather, "What is it medicine cat?"

Jayfeather said in a low voice so that only Onestar and Barkface, who had come over as well, "A vision of five rouges appearing on the ridge leading to the Tribe of Rushing Water has invaded my sleep. These five cats will destroy our Clans if you don't capture them.

A yowl erupted from outside. Sandstorm came in, "Jayfeather! They're here!" Jayfeather's eyes widened.

"Onestar! They need captured and separated." Jayfeather said, "Please."

"Crowfeather?" Onestar said, "Get Whitetail, Heatherpaw, Weaselfur, and Robinwing ready for tonight. We will attack these rouges and capture them."

"We will help." Sandstorm said. She sat next to Jayfeather. Onestar nodded and turned to his Clan, "Tonight we save the Clans!"

They all cheered.

(O.o)

Later that night, Jayfeather sat in the medicine cats den talking to Barkface and Kestralpaw. Brambleclaw poked his head into the den, "Come on kiddo, we have to explain what these cats look like."

Jayfeather nodded and followed his dad out into the clearing. He moved toward the smell of Onestar. He sat next to the leader and yowled for silence. "These cats are all different sizes. There are five of them, three she-cats and two toms. One tom is white with flames running down his neck and the other is silver. One she-cat is black with ac sun on her chest, another is white with a crescent moon around her neck, and the last is rosy-pink with a silver S on her back."

"Do you know anything about their fighting style?" Crowfeather asked.

"They fight like rouges and like the cats of old." Jayfeather said.

Crowfeather yowled, "Let's go find them!" Sandstorm, Brambleclaw, and Cloudtail led the way out of the camp and up to the ridge. Crowfeather stayed with them. "Silence."

Every cat there crept up the ridge and sat in the shadows. Looking out across the ridge they saw a single tom, he was white. Crowfeather and Heatherpaw stalked lightly toward him. When they were closer they noticed he was asleep. Crowfeather snorted and saw three other cats. Two she-cats curled up together and a tom laying nearby.

"Where is the other she-cat?" Heatherpaw asked quietly.

"Right here, my dear." A voice said from beside Crowfeather. "I am the shadow, I am never found unless I wish to be." She laughed, "Icron, wake up! Arson, snap out of it!"

The tom that was asleep on his feet sat up straighter and hissed, "Alse, I don't wanna snap out of my dose." The other tom smacked him.

"We're under attack you fools!" The shadow cat snapped. The next thing any of them knew the black she-cat bowled into Crowfeather's side. He rolled over and knocked his apprentice over.

The other she-cats leaped up and attacked. The toms followed suit.