Redstar's Revolution

A non-canon story written by WilliamCliffston (talk) 20:35, August 10, 2014 (UTC)

Part 1: The Storm of Darkness
The monstrous clouds tumble through the air, and soon, the rain follows. Yet this is like no weather heard of by the clans. Thousands of feet above the grassy valley below, the murmur of thunder bellows deep and strong. The crackle of lightning fills the cold, moist air, echoing through out the land.

In a spacious clearing far from the violent swaying tops of pine trees, a Blue-White striped tom quickly manages to escape almost certain death. He slides into the entrance of a hollow tree stump, that of a tree once so massive that no twoleg, nor creature alike could even attempt to cause it to go toppling. Yet none of the clans knew what originally had happened to the behemoth tree, with only unconfirmed myths and legends to tell of it's downfall.

He lies motionless on the floor inside of the stump, and is barely able to catch his breath. He lifts his head from the somewhat damp earth, and catches a scent. He can detect something... Or someone, hidden behind shadows. Beneath the soaked clearing, there lies a large system of tunnels, made by an animal no longer present. The white tom struggles to recognize who is hidden inside the tunnels, barely able to see through the pitch black, and scent distorted by the violent downpour of rain.

"Coldfur." A rough voice says, echoing from within the dark tunnels.

He realizes who it is, and immediately lunges forth, sprinting over the damp dirt floor of the corridor. Coldfur hisses, and roars in anger. "Redclaw! You traitor, I know you killed our leader! Why don't you come and fight like a true warrior of SageClan!"

The lean white tom skids to a stop, at an intersection of two other tunnels. He hesitates, and steps slowly down one of the other paths.

Suddenly, through the darkness, the sting of pain fills his back, and he twists over to face his enemy, Redclaw. The large crimson tom had stabbed his front claws into Coldfur's back. "You call yourself a true warrior? Even a lousy apprentice would know not to charge into an unknown enemy. You are nothing but a disgrace to the warrior code. Now you will suffer like the crowfood you are!" Redclaw says, sinking his claws into the white warrior's shoulders.

Coldfur chokes and winces from the pain, and manages to speak only once more. "You can't kill us all. You'll see."

The warrior's body twitches, and flattens out limp. "They'll have no other choice but death."

To be continued.