Hey everyone! This is my second fanfic! I know people don't like it when I incorporate my own characters into the story, but it was needed for the plot, so sorry about that. I'm just warning you for the future.

I'm supposed to say something else… Oh yeah, none of these characters are mine. They're Erin Hunter's. (If any of them happen to be mine, I'll list their names at the end of the chapter I introduce them on.)

Prologue:

(You'll find that most of my stories are written in first person, and that means that in all of my prologues, I will not have whose POV it is. Sorry, but a plot is a plot.)

I walked through the trees, utterly confused. Visions of hungry flames and screaming cats still filled my dreams, as well as my mind, when I wasn't hunting. These days, however, I heard the pain caused by my mistake over and over again, even while hunting. It was torture. I could hardly bare it. I was convinced I would be driven to insanity. The yowls of agony were replayed over in my mind, though I didn't want to linger on the old memory. I wanted to forget everything. I wanted to forget everyone. Everyone who loved me. Everyone who watched over me. They didn't even suspect it had been me. But it wasn't really my fault, was it? I shook my head. Of course it was. It always was. There never was a time where it wasn't my fault. Okay, so occasionally I hadn't done anything, but I'd get blamed. And when it was my fault, I wouldn't get blamed. I deserved it though. All the mistakes I had made, and it wasn't like I was old or anything. Only 7 moons and now I'm by myself.

Sighing, I padded on through the trees, counting my pawsteps in my head. I didn't know how long I had until I reached open ground where twolegs dwelled.

Too soon, as always, I reach my destination. Sunlight poured through the trees as I closed my eyes and stepped into the field, one paw at a time. I didn't expect to be barreled into by an old friend. Or was he an enemy?

I gave a hiss and pushed the creamy tabby tom off of me, feeling frustrated. I didn't need this now. "I thought you had burned with the rest of them," I spat, my mood getting worse and worse as I stared at him.

"Of course not! I'm too great for that," the tom replied with a laugh. I shook my head and turned, tail held high, to cross the open territory. "Oh come on! You know you missed me! Say it!"

I clenched my teeth for a moment. "I didn't miss you," I retorted, flicking my tail dismissively and heading on my way.

"You did too! We both know it! Now that I found you, we can go back to our old tricks!" he meowed, delighted.

I ignored him.

"It'd be fun. Now that the rest of them are gone we can play all the pranks we want! I doubt we'd be able to do better than that fire trick of yours! Did you see the looks on their faces? When those twoleg kits came with their fire sticks? It was great!" the tom yowled. "I can't believe you didn't tell me, sis! I could've helped you out! We could've gotten Roary, too!"

I whirled around, hot, fiery anger pulsing through my body. "I am not your sister! There has never been a 'we'! There's been 'me', 'my', 'I', and 'myself'! And the twoleg kit thing was not a trick! It was an accident!" I hissed, fur bristling. Then I froze. Wait a minute… "Roary escaped?"

The creamy-colored cat blinked. "Uh… Yeah. But… Um… I thought we were littermates…" he whispered, obviously hurt.

I blinked. "Since when, Quay?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. Quay opened his mouth to answer, but no words escaped. I nodded. Thought so. I turned around, still angry, and headed across the plain again, running full speed. My old friend stayed behind, still stunned from my harsh words. I sighed. Yeah. I couldn't do anything right. It was all my fault.

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I lost track of time. The sun set and rose too many times for me to count. I guessed it was a full moon tonight, but I couldn't be sure. I hadn't been paying attention. I was still distraught, fire still haunting my dreams.

Sighing, I went in search of a place to rest and possibly hunt. I scented the air, but smelled nothing but rabbits. I was sick of rabbits, though. I had been eating them ever since I had run into Quay. Shaking my head, I continued traveling. I'd rest later. I reached the top of one of the hills, where I suddenly froze. Where was I? I scented the air again. There were a bunch of cats. A whole lot of cats! I looked around. Well, I wouldn't run out of water, with that huge lake in the middle. Sighing, I went down the steep hill to see where I had taken myself. My mouth dropped open at what I saw. So many cats. So much space. And I thought I had left it all behind me. I shook my head. I could never escape the crowds, could I?

I double-checked everything, just to make sure, and yet I came to the same conclusion every time.

I think I took a wrong turn…

Okay, there's the prologue! I hope you loved it. Here are the cats I introduced that are mine, not Erin Hunter's:

1. Quay

2. Roary

3. The Cat Who's POV The Prologue Was (name will be revealed later)

Alright, so I love you guys! (and reviews) I'll get the first official chapter up as soon as I can!

Ezzy