Black: Book 1

&nbsp My new series! Yay! This story involves almost ALL of the characters from The Scruffs' Series, so if you haven't read it, some things may confuse you. But it's not necessary to read it. Well, this is a new concept for me, and I haven't seen very many stories like it... so here goes!

Rain fire The Scruffs' 22:50, July 31, 2010 (UTC)

Prologue
Bluestar sits at Moonpool, watching an image in its waters. Blackscruff sits beside her, brown eyes reflecting the image. There is an earthquake, but the two she-cats don't move or stray their gazes from the image.

"They have returned," Blackscruff murmurs.

"We knew this day would come," Bluestar says softly.

The image in the pool changes to the FourClan camp, and focouses on a shaggy ginger apprentice. The tom lifts his head, one of the four cats disturbed by the quake. His bright leaf green eyes sparkle before he rests his head on his paws, and returns to his sleep.

"Redpaw?" Bluestar asks herself.

"What a misfortune," Blackscruff says and shakes her head.

The image moves across the camp to the Warriors' den. A black she-cat opens her leaf green eyes, shifts in her nest, and falls back asleep.

"Shadowleaf," Blackscruff sighs.

"She has been through too much already," Bluestar sadly says.

The image focouses on a brown tom with blue eyes. He startles, but only slightly. He doesn't even wake.

"Timbertrail," the two she-cats say together.

The image goes foggy, then reappears in the ShadowClan camp. A small gray she-cat apprentice with blue eyes leaps up in fright. She looks around wildly before deciding that nothing is wrong. She lays back down and closes her eyes.

"Stonepaw. What a shame," Bluestar whispers.

Blackscruff sticks her black paw in the water and swirls it around. The image changes to the surface of the lake. Near the shore, the water ripples. Then, a jet black wolf walks out of the water and onto the shore, silver eyes gleaming. It throws back its head and howls.

"No..." Bluestar murmurs in disbelief.

"They sent-"

Chapter 1
"Hello, Honeyfur," I greeted my best friend cheerfully.

"Cork it, Redflare," Honeyfur huffed and stalked past me.