WARRIORS Loomingshadow's sacrifice Chapter 1 A dusty brown mouse nibbled happily on a seed that just so happened to fall off a sunflower. It was well into it's task of breaking the seed's shell when it stiffened. If it had heard correctly, a bush had just rustled and being the paranoid creature it was, froze. After awhile, the mouse decided it was nothing and returned to gnawing on a sunflower seed. Out of the corner of it's coal black eyes, the rodent could have sworn they had saw a flash of black hurl by to a nearby bush. In fact, the mouse thought they had heard a bush rustle as well. Not wanting to take any chances, the brown mouse took the black and brown seed into the grass where it couldn't be easily seen. Before the unfortunate rodent could react, the feel of thorn sharp claws made it's way inside their fur. Making the thought to be slow death faster, jaws clamped down on the mouse's throat, killing it instantly. A young black she-kit picked up her kill. Her fluffy kitten fur was fluffed up in excitement, hypnotizing green eyes wide. Out of nowhere, the kit started jumping up and down. "I did it!" She cried. "I made my first kill, I made my first kill!" As the young cat pranced around, a ginger tabby tom padded up behind her. "Yes, yes you did. But you scared away the rest for everyone else with your noise!" The she-kit immediately cooled down. She shot the defender an apologetic gaze, nosing the dead mouse to him. "Sorry, Blaze…" The ginger tom nodded at her. "Come on Shadow." Blaze gripped the mouse in his jaws. "Rose won't be too pleased if she finds out I took you out of camp." Shadow nodded, shaking her midnight pelt to get the dirt that had gathered in it out. She bounced after the sleek tom. This was the first time the kit had been out of camp. Technically, she shouldn't be out at all—kits aren't aloud out if there is a threat of a hawk around. But after begging and pleading her friend, Blaze, he caved and took her out. “You shall complete the first piece of your puzzle soon.” An echoing voice in her head said. She knew it was in her head even though it sounded as if it was coming from everywhere and nowhere. The voice had been saying the exact same thing since she had opened her eyes when she was little. Blaze and Shadow leaped over a hole in the ground. An itchy feeling was finding it's way up Shadow's pelt. Like she knew something was about to happen. And it wasn't good what ever it was. "Blaze?" The kitten asked. The ginger tom turned his head slightly to look back at her. "D-do you think we can go faster?" Blaze shrugged. "Sure, but if I'm going too fast for you, just say so, 'kay?" Shadow nodded, eager to get away from the area that was giving her this feeling. The two speed up, Shadow tripping over constantly because she dashed by too fast to process there was something in her way. The area suddenly went darker, as if the sun over head was covered by something. The brightness eventually came back but was quickly covered by darkness again. “You shall complete the first piece of your puzzle soon.” The voice in her head mewed. Shadow picked up her pace. The itching feeling in her pelt was growing into ants crawling in her fur. Blaze, absolutely oblivious to the horrific situation, slowed his running to a skip. Shadow ran right past him, causing the ginger tom to squeak and speed after her. Taking her chances to look up, Shadow thought she saw brown fly above her. The black she-kit suddenly knew how the mouse felt when she was hunting it. Scared, paranoid, defenseless. And most of all…doomed. All she felt at the moment was the overwhelmingly dreading feeling of doom. That there was no way in the clouds above that she was going to make it out alive. Something was up there. Blaze was too big for it to kill so that could only leave the only other option. It was hunting Shadow. It was hunting her and only her. And that fact alone made the feeling of doom spread further throughout her body. But also, her determination to get away. To prove to herself that she could get through this unharmed. Shadow and Blaze, who was now up to speed about the danger his friend was in, bounded through the forest. Making sure to avoid anything that would make them trip. The flying creature, that Shadow was now convinced was a hawk, took a swoop down at her. The she-kit screamed bloody murder as the talons narrowly missed her back. “You shall complete the first piece of your puzzle soon.” Shadow tried to run faster, but she was all ran out. She had reached her speed limit and she was almost out of energy to run. Her pace slowed as she panted. The kitten's head was spinning, blackness blinding her vision temporally more times then once. She collapsed on the ground, moments away from passing out. The talons of the hawk dung into her fur, lifting the black she-kit off the ground. For the first time, the voice in her head said something different. “You completed the first piece of your puzzle." And the hawk carried her away from the world she was oh-so familiar with.

WARRIORS: Loomingshadow's sacrifice The pool ripped as four tongues made their way into the clear sliver water. Following the disturbance was the soft sound of snoring as the medicine cats fell surrender to sleep under the half-moon. An egg-white tom twitched as his dream took place. He was expecting the starry forest of StarClan, but instead found himself in the daylight sky. As expected, the tom was quite nervous in this new surrounding. One alert step after another, the ThicketClan medicine cat ventured further into the clouds. "Where am I?" He questioned. He came to an end of the cloud he was on. After a moment's hesitation, he leapt, only to have another cloud form in the gap's place. "Wha—" "Glad to see you made it Duckfoot." A new voice mused. Duckfoot whipped around to only be face to face with a black she-cat. This surprised him because it sounded as if she was several frog leaps away. The white tom took a step back. There was something…unsettling about this she-cat. Instead of the star-filled fur he had expected, this cat's fur gleamed with miniature suns. The cat, seeming to notice his discomfort, rolled her ice blue eyes. "I am not here to harm you," she reassured, "isn't it quite amusing how you trust no one but your clan, when you are the ones others truly fear?" Duckfoot flattened his ears. "W-what do you mean?" "Oh don't be flea-brained! You attack anyone outside of your own clan regardless of their reasoning of crossing! Well, you have to stop that now…" Duckfoot bristled. How dare this cat that he knew nothing of just come to him and spit upon clan #life. The warrior code! The way of living that the gorge clans would die to protect! The cat growled. "You will never know how unfair your world is until your own fate is for filled…" The medicine cat narrowed his eyes. There was nothing unfair about the warrior code. It was created for the good of everyone, to prevent treason and bloodshed. "What do you want?" Duckfoot spat, rudely. The she-cat, obviously offended, drew her razor sharp claws across his face. "Don't you dare disrespect me!" She hissed. After a moment, she calmed down. "My name is Mountain Peak Where The Sun Wakes, but call me Mountain. I have brought you here to The Place of Endless Clouds because I must warn you." Duckfoot grimaced. "Warn me of what?" "Even the brightest of cats can hold the darkest ambition. Even the darkest of shadows can hold a brightening future. Not even the oldest of stars knows every threat that lurks the gorge." Mountain began to fade, the clouds began to dissipate. Duckfoot began to freak out, both from the prophecy and the quickly fading clouds, which he was standing on. "W-wait! How do I get out of her—" "Duckfoot!" The ThicketClan medicine jerked awake. His wide dark amber eyes meet with worried mint green ones. Puddlestep, the PebbleClan medicine cat, was sitting beside him with a wad of wet moss. She was a beautiful she-cat with molted fur. She had a tooth that hanged out her lip but that didn't effect her undeniable beauty, in fact, it made her cuter! "You were thrashing in your sleep like a restless badger, are you alright?" Duckfoot nodded, slightly embarrassed to be so wild. "Did StarClan send you a sign?" Duckfoot shook his head. He was never a tom of many words. It took away precious energy that he needed, especially now he was a medicine cat. He needed all the energy he could muster! "Okay, we better leave. They others have left already, I wanted to stay and wake you up." She explained. "Well, bye Duckfoot!" The white tom waved his tail back at her. "Bye, Puddlestep!" With the weight of the dark prophecy in his head, the medicine cat walked back to his own territory. He wasn't going back to camp, he needed to think this over. The first thing he needed to know was… …was this a dark prophecy or one that will save ThicketClan?