Abandoned

Warnings for you!
This story is actually a sad prologue to Broken Shadows (64). This series page does not exist, and will not exist until all 64 books have been completed, or a certain checkpoint has been reached. Do you want to continue? You DO?! Okay, if you want. This entire series will be rated MODERATE/WORSE, but this book can be gruesome. This will be rated WORSE/EXTREME.

Cats
There are only FOUR characters in this story.

BRVR - White tom with black splotches and ice blue eyes

Sparrow - Reddish brown tabby she-cat (Not seen until chapter 2)

Fernear - Dark gray she-cat with long fur and tufted ears. (Not seen until chapter 4)

Unknown - Unknown tom (this cat is hidden, and will not be seen until the 2nd book.)

Prologue
''DarkClan had been in great peril since DeathClan arrived, and drove DarkClan out. Only four cats were left not either dead or fleeing. DarkClan had been almost 100% destroyed... DeathClan was surrounding the Camp.... Why? I don't know. The three who dare to show themselves were unknowing of a fourth.''

Chapter 1: Abandonment... Lonliness....
BRVR woke up, in a complete daze. He'd been knocked out the night before, when his Clan had been driven out. He was sleeping in a puddle of his own blood, and one of his paws had been almost taken off. BRVR felt sick as he looked at his paws. All prey was gone, and BRVR knew he couldn't go out alone. He looked for others, but he passed out. He hadn't drank in so long.

Once BRVR came back into conciousness, he didn't know where he was. Maybe the medicine den? He didn't know. He got up, and looked for water. There was no lake of water, just a lake of blood, and a bunch of puddles of blood. Suddenly he went back to his den. He had to do it. He didn't want to drink others' blood, so he was forced to drink his own. He found his den, the only one with a puddle of blood in it. He went there, and laid down. He had to. He closed his eyes, and lapped up a bit of the blood. It was foul, but it was the only source of liquid he had. He was only an apprentice. He shouldn't have had to go through this."Everyone's gone..... Gone..... GONE..... My family, my freinds.... Nothing's here anymore! I'm alone... abandoned..." BRVR's eyes teared up.

He looked for food, and found a day-old mouse. He wolfed it down. All he had was himself. He was abandoned. He   took his own blood, and wrote on the wall, IT'S SO LONELY... LONLINESS.... ABANDONMENT.... WHY?.... WHERE ARE YOU... Many would blame him, but shouldn't. He whispered, "It's all gone. I have to rebuild the Clan... and I'm only 7 moons. I need to go to the gathering." He stalked off.