Lightningstar's Destiny

Prologue

Flamestar walked through the woods with Badgerstripe, Snowstorm, and Honeywhisker. The four were on patrol through ThunderClan territory, and so far, thee was no suspicious scents or noises. "Peaceful day, isn't it?" she said to them. "It is. It does my paws good to not be chasing out rogues or trespassers." Badgerstripe replied. Without warning, Snowstrom took off into the brush. "What does he smell this time?" Badgerstripe said as he rolled his eyes and took after him. Honeywhisker and Flamestar followed them. Snowstorm, was deaf, as most white kits born with blue eyes are, and he communicated with the other cats through signals. "Flamestar, get here quick!" Badgerstripe called. As they got closer, they heard desperate mewling. When they got there, Flamestar looked down. There, before her, was a small black kit with blue eyes. It looked like it was just a three days old. "What do you make of it?" she asked the other three cats. "Must be a rogue." Honeywhisker said analytically."I don't smell ShadowClan, WindClan, or RiverClan." "Why would any mother leave her kit out here to die?" Flamestar asked. "Who knows? The question is, what should we do with it?" Badgerstripe answered. Snowstorm sniffed the kit, and his ears twitched. "Well, we can't leave it out here to die, that's for sure." Honeywhisker said. "Right, Honeywhisker. I say we should take it into the Clan." Flamestar suggested. "But which queen should we give it to?" Badgerstripe asked. "The only queens we have are Brackenwing and Firetail." "But Brackenwing's got a full litter, and Firetail and Timberpelt are grieving over the loss of one kit." Honeywhisker added. Flamestar recalled her sister giving birth to two kits: Lightkit and Songkit. Songkit was in critical condition when she was born, and although Darkfang did as much as he could, the kit died. "Give it to Firetail." Flamestar replied while picking up the kit. "She'll need something to take her mind off of her lost kit. Snowstorm, run ahead and tell the others of our arrival." The ThunderClan leader flicked her tail in the direction of camp. The white tom flicked his tail and ran off."Come on now, you two. We need to get this kit back to camp." the ginger she-cat continued. With that, they went back to camp.

Back at camp, the group rushed the kit to the medicine den. Darkfang, the current medicine cat, inspected the black kit closely. "Yes, it's definitely a tom all right." he said while looking at the kit's legs. "A little on the thin side, but oveall fairly healthy." "Are you done now, Darkfang? we really need to get him to the the nursery." Flamestar said quickly. "Oh, by all means yes. He'll need some cat to take care of him." Flamestar hurriedly picked up the kit and rushed him to the nursery. There, Firetail lay watching Lightkit sleep. "Firetail, could you look up at me?" she asked. "Yes, what is it, sister?" Firetail said, still with grief in her eyes. Flamestar dropped the kit by her sister. "This kit needs someone to take care of him. And you're the only one who can, with Brackenwing nursing a whole litter. And I thought it might take your mind off of your grief. Please, Firetail, do it for me?" she asked hopefully. "Alright, sister, I will. But I don't know what Timberpelt will think about it." she replied. "Oh, don't worry, I'll tell Timberpelt." Flamestar said. 

Later that night, as Firetail was watching Lightkit and her new kit, rain started to fall. Before any cat knew it, it was storming, lightning and all. Timberpelt came into the nursery. "I heard we now have a new son." the huge tom said. "Yes, yes we do. He's sleeping now." the ginger queen replied. "I can't believe it's raining." the brown tom replied. "What if the lake floods over? What if we have to evacuate the camp, how will we get you and the kits out of here?" "I've always said, you worry too much. Let's stop thinking about the storm and think of a name for our new son." Firetail said quickly. "Very well. How about Bramblekit, after your ancestor Bramblestar?" Timberpelt suggested. "No, maybe Bluekit, for his eyes?" Firetail said. "Suddenly, the rain started to fall even more, and lightning flashed. The kits started to stir. Timberpelt calmed them down by gently touching them with his white tail-tip. "Maybe Lightningkit?" she suggested, looking into her mate's amber eyes. "I thought we weren't supposed to think about the storm." Timberpelt said jokingly. "I'm not thinking about it, I'm just letting it inspire me." she said. "Very well then. Lightningkit, welcome to ThunderClan." he said, and the two curled up around their kits and went to sleep.

Chapter One

Lightningkit opened his eyes. His brother, Lightkit, had been begging him to do so for the last few days. It was a bright world out there, compared to his small, dark, warm world he lived in before now. He looked up at his mother, and pawed at her chest. She looked down on him. "What is it, Lightningkit?" she mewed softly. "I want to see Lightkit. I want to see what he looks like." he replied. "I've been separating you two with a paw so you could sleep and open your eyes naturally without Lightkit to bother you." She lifted her paw and Lightkit came bounding towards him. "Lightningkit! You finally opened your eyes!" his brother said happily. The two kits started to walk around each other, trying to get an idea of what the other looked like. "What color are my eyes, Lightningkit?" Lightkit asked. He stepped a bit closer to the ginger kit, trying to get an idea of what color they were. "They're green." he finally replied. "So that means I look like our mother! My fur is ginger, and my eyes are green! Let me see what color yours are, Lightningkit." he said gleefully. Lightningkit tried not to blink, so as not to ruin his brother's concentration. After a few minutes, the ginger tom stepped back and shook his head. "I don't know what color they are. Sorry." he said glumly. Turning to his mother, Lightningkit cleared his throat and asked her, seeing as she must know what color they were. "Mother, what color are my eyes?" he asked. "They're blue, dear." she said quickly, as she was in the middle of a conversation with Brackenwing about something they didn't understand. "Oh. They're blue." he continued. He then looked down at his fur. It was black, he had known that color for a while now.