The Floods of Fire

=The Floods Of Fire== By Jason

Artwork will be provided, Ideas are very helpful, And will be credited.

Prologue
It was twelve moons after the end had begun.

The underworld had literally broken through the ground.

The sun drown place, had become the sea of fire, and clouds of ash filled the air.

The clans were ready the battle to the death against BloodClan, but dozens upon dozens of cats were swallowed by an even greater foe.

Lava.

The small numbers of survivors were separated, and the lava had receded.

Humanity was incinerated, all the twoleg homes, towns, and cities had fallen to the fires.

Time progressed eight hundred and fifty thousand years, and the shape of the land changed.

Animals evolved, and wildlife was completely changed forever.

But the clans had been able to not only survive, but to thrive.

From four clans, they expanded to over 76 different towns and villages, and the cats had united as one.

Some cats we able to stand on two legs, but not enough to cause a major evolution.

There was no war, no hate, and no pain for millennia between the cats.

Until now, when a ghoulish race of felines arose from the shadows.

The Magmats, short for Magma-Cats.

Their fur burned indefinitely, with no injury.

And they could withstand heat of any level.

They banded together and began attacking each of the villages.

The remaining cats fled, until they finally settled in a massive valley, surrounded on all sides by rivers and mountains.

The Magmats could not follow, as they instantly perished in fire.

Three centuries after the exile, the two sides began a long, bloody war, and millions died.

The ground was stained with blood over miles and miles.

By this time, technology was first sprouting, and the cats had mastered domestication of animals, woodcutting, and construction.

This is where we begin our story.

In a settlement within the valley walls, named Whitewood, a young tom with brown fur and a white belly is one day chosen to be the hero of the cats.