Author's Note: Hey guys! Back again with a new story called Slaves. Here's an extended summary of the story.

After a combined attack from all three Clans, ThunderClan has been destroyed. Their leader, deputy and medicine cat have been brutalised in front of their own warriors, and their kits have been massacred. Only six members of the Clan remain- five warriors and an apprentice. The group is split up and imprisoned as slaves within the other three Clans, but all is not yet lost. After all, not everyone supported the attack…

As you've probably guessed, it's not the most uplifting of stories, but I have a lot of ideas for the story and most of the plot is already planned out. All that's left is to write it!

Before I post the first real chapter, here's the prologue and allegiances.

QUICK NOTE: The allegiances listed after the prologue come into effect after the attack, although the relevant ThunderClan cats from before are also mentioned.

Other than that, enjoy! :D

Slaves:

Prologue and Allegiances:

A bright shaft of sunlight filtered in through the entrance to the medicine cat's den, illuminating it's shadowy interior. Willowflight turned over in her nest, her eyes screwed tightly shut. She had woken up before the first signs of dawn had shone through the lichen entrance, but she still felt exhausted after the previous day. One of ThunderClan's patrols had been attacked when they were patrolling the ShadowClan border, which of course, meant work for her.

The she-cat shifted over onto her side and breathed in deeply, inhaling the comfortingly familiar scents of the medicine cat den. Greenleaf was in full swing, and her herb store was stocked full of freshly picked herbs from the thriving forest. Even catmint was growing in abundance, and despite the seemingly constant threat from the other Clans, ThunderClan's morale was at an all time high due to the plentiful flow of prey in the forest.

Willowflight opened her right eye a little, before snapping it closed again. The sun was bright, and somewhat harsh compared to the bitter chill that filled the air. Willowflight was taken back by how cold it was; she'd grown accustomed to the usual sweltering heat and dryness of the Greenleaf days previously. But now that she'd opened her eyes, it was pointless to wait for her exhaustion to lull her back to sleep. Slowly, she blinked and sat up in her nest, yawning loudly.

As she did so, another scent became apparent amongst the usual aroma of the herbs in her den. The now faint, but ever present, scent of blood. She turned her head towards the shape of Eaglefang, huddled up in the corner of the den. His usual short, tawny brown fur was matted and ruffled; a few nasty looking wounds that would soon be scars writhed like snakes down his flank, covered in cobwebs. He had taken the brunt of the attack from the ShadowClan patrol, and he was still weak after his injuries. Willowflight had told him to stay in the medicine cat den with her so she could supervise his recovery.

Slowly, she padded forward, making sure not to disturb the quietly sleeping tomcat from his slumber. She inspected his wounds- the poultice she'd used yesterday seemed to have worked effectively. The bleeding had stopped due to the cobwebs and the marigold ensured that none of the wounds would get infected. Eaglefang shifted in his sleep uncomfortably as she sniffed over his pelt, before raising her head and backing away.

The medicine cat sighed. It seemed to her that not only ShadowClan, but every Clan was against them at the moment, although she wasn't sure why. ThunderClan had kept to themselves over the course of the season. They hadn't intruded or involved themselves in any of the other Clan's personal affairs, as they'd often been criticised of doing in the past. So why did they all seem hostile? She recalled her last visit to the Gathering, a few sunrises ago. Her fellow medicine cats had certainly seemed a little… wary of her. The ShadowClan medicine cat, Pinefeather, especially.

She shook her, emptying her mind of the unsettling thoughts, and ducking out of the medicine cat den into the camp clearing. Only a few warriors had woken up. Many were dozing by the fresh kill pile in the early morning sun, waiting for the deputy of the Clan, Beechfoot, to organise the dawn patrol. Willowflight's eyes came to settle on a pale white she-cat sitting below the Highledge. The she-cat smiled brightly and beckoned Willowflight over with her tail. She purred, padding over and settling down beside the warrior.

'Hi Palewhisper,' Willowflight said cheerily, resting her tail neatly across her paws. 'Get a good night's sleep?'

'Yeah,' she replied, shrugging, before turning her head to look up at the leader's den. 'Those poppy seeds you gave me really helped.'

Palewhisper had been one of the cats on the patrol that had been attacked yesterday. She'd escaped without any major injuries, but hadn't been able to relax after seeing how badly Eaglefang had got hurt. Willowflight had resorted to herbs to try and get her to sleep. Palewhisper hadn't told anyone except for Willowflight, but she'd had a crush on Eaglefang since they were apprentices, although the oblivious tom payed little to no attention to her.

Palewhisper turned back to her, her blue eyes full of concern. 'Eaglefang's okay, right?' She hesitated. 'He's not injured too badly?'

Willowflight's whiskers twitched playfully. 'Oh no!' she said teasingly. 'He'll be up and moving again in no time. After all, nothing could bring down the most handsome tom in ThunderClan, right Palewhisper?'

The she-cat sighed dreamily. 'Isn't he just…'

Willowflight rolled her eyes. Personally, she didn't see what her best friend saw in the tom. Sure, he was a good, strong warrior, but he'd never seemed anything more than that to the medicine cat.

Her whiskers twitched. 'Are you hungry?' she asked, gesturing towards the fresh kill pile.

Palewhisper shook her head. 'I've already eaten, but you can go and grab something.'

Willowflight nodded, before getting up to her paws and shaking herself. 'I might just.' The medicine cat turned around to leave, before stopping abruptly. 'Oh I almost forget!' she exclaimed. 'Skystar asked to see you yesterday, but I didn't get round to telling you.'

Palewhisper eyes widened in surprise. 'Really? What about?'

Willowflight shrugged. 'I'm not sure. Maybe she just wants to see you.'

Skystar was Palewhisper's mother, and obviously so, at that. The two cats were the spitting image of each other, with the same short white fur and glistening blue eyes. Although despite their strong physical resemblance, in personality they couldn't have been more different. Skystar was a very strong, authoritative she-cat, whereas Palewhisper was shy and reserved, and hated being the centre of attention.

Palewhisper glanced at her paws. 'I guess,' she murmured, before getting to her paws. 'Alright. I'll go and see her right away.'

Willowflight watched curiously as Palewhisper padded up to the top of the Highledge, before ducking under the lichen and into the leader's den. Palewhisper had always had a difficult relationship with her mother. Her father had died in a battle when she was only three moons old, and since then, Skystar had never really been the same. Palewhisper had always strived to impress her, but her mother had showed only cold indifference towards her calm determination. Willowflight felt a sudden burst of pity for her friend; she herself had never experienced such problems with her parents.

Most of the warriors had emerged from their dens when Beechfoot finally showed himself. Willowflight padded back to her den and lingered outside as the jet-black deputy announced the morning's patrols. The medicine cat watched as the chosen cats darted out of the camp and into the lush, green forest. Secretly, she prayed to StarClan that they didn't encounter any more trouble with the other Clans. She didn't want to have to treat any more cats with carelessly acquired injuries.

Speaking of injured cats, Willowflight thought, flicking her tail and ducking back into the medicine cat's den. Eaglefang looked up when she did so. His tawny brown fur was still very ruffled by his wounds, but the flair that usually remained in his eyes had returned. The tom blinked, before cricking his neck and stretching out.

'Morning Eaglefang,' Willowfeather said politely, before padding forward until she was standing beside him. 'How are your wounds feeling today?'

'Better,' he grunted, before sitting up onto his haunches. The tom winced, his muscles aching under the pressure.

Willowfeather shook her head. 'Don't try and put your body through anything too stressful until later today,' she warned. 'You might reopen your wounds.'

Eaglefang nodded absently, staring at the entrance to the den.

Willowfeather nudged him. 'Don't worry,' she told him reassuringly. 'You'll be up and about again in no time.'

The tom shook his head, before meeting Willowfeather's gaze. There was a grave look in his deep, amber eyes. 'It's not that…' he hesitated.

'Go on,' the medicine cat prompted.

'It's just that I'm worried about all of the other Clan's hostility at the moment, especially after what happened yesterday,' he confessed, before looking away and breaking the eye contact. 'Their attack was completely unprovoked. We were just patrolling the border, for StarClan's sake! And yet they felt the need to ambush us, without even justifying themselves. It's as if we've done something wrong.'

For a moment, Willowfeather didn't know what to say. Eaglefang had voiced her own exact fears. 'It's just ShadowClan being ShadowClan,' she murmured, trying to sound confident, although even she could detect the bitter uncertainty in her voice. 'They've always made a habit of trying to unsettle us. This is no different.'

'But in Greenleaf?' Eaglefang retorted. 'Not even ShadowClan purposefully tries to stir up trouble in Greenleaf.'

She shrugged. 'Maybe they're just trying to make their mark,' she suggested. 'Ravenstar was only appointed a moon ago. It's natural for him to try and impose himself on the lake.'

'Well then how do you explain the hostility of the other Clans, as well?' Eaglefang challenged. 'A few sunrises ago, my apprentice, Aspenpaw, caught a rabbit that had wondered onto our territory. One of WindClan's patrol's saw him- and he said they nearly chased him back onto ThunderClan's land!'

Willowflight stared at him, completely lost for words. Eaglefang spoke with the kind of persuasive conviction that only leader's possessed, and she had no idea how to respond to his charisma. The medicine cat opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out.

Eaglefang sniffed, before washing his chest with a few smooth strokes of his tongue. 'I thought so.'

Willowflight shook herself self-conciously. 'You know, maybe it would be good to speak to Skystar about what you think,' she said. 'She could bring it up at the next Gathering an-'

Suddenly, a brilliant white light flashed in front of Willowflight's vision. She gasped, screwing her eyes tightly shut. For a few moments, she was blinded, before the stage subsided and she was left only with a harsh glow burning around the edges of her vision. Willowflight looked around, but she couldn't see a thing. Is this StarClan? she thought.

The blurry light remained prominent for a few moments, before finally it began to fade away… or rather, transform. Something red edged into the scene taking place in front of her, along with a constant streak of black. The vision kept on changing and morphing, until it eventually settled. What Willowflight saw horrified her.

It was the ThunderClan camp clearing. Everything was there. The leader's den, the medicine cat den, the fresh kill pile, but one thing was terrifyingly different. The walls of the camp were drench in thick, scarlet blood. It dripped down onto the floor, seeping it's way across the clearing and out into the forest. Willowflight tried to back away, but she couldn't. Her limbs were paralysed with fear.

And then, the blood began to shift. Twisting and turning in and out, rising from the liquid, it started to take shape. Willowflight realised what was being created. Cats. One for every cat in her Clan. She recognised all of them. Beechfoot, Skystar and-

Even herself.

Suddenly, from the group of blood drenched warriors, outstepped one larger than the other. Willowflight didn't recognise it, and her heart swelled with fear, but she still couldn't move. She watched as the cat approached with the intentness of a hunter to it's prey, until finally, it stopped right in front of her face.

For a few moments, there was only silence. Then the cat's mouth opened, and it began to wail.

'The past is drenched in blood, but the future is pale as light…'

Willowflight barely had a moment to process the cat's ominous words before the vision began to fade. The blood seeped away into nothingness, and the surreality of the camp clearing disappeared with it. The she-cat felt like she was falling into the abyss, too dark and too terrible for a cat even to imagine. She closed her eyes, waiting for the dark to consume her.

'Willowflight?'

All she could feel was despair-

'Willowflight!?"

And a future as bleak and harsh as the coldest night of Leafbare-

'WILLOWFLIGHT!'

The she-cat's eyes jolted open. She was back in the medicine cat den. The usual smell of herbs wafted back into her nostrils. The vision had passed. She was safe.

'Willowflight?' Eaglefang's shocked voice echoed through the den. 'Are you alright? What happened?

The tom was standing over, his face filled with concern. Willowflight realised that she must have fainted. She was lying on the floor, facing the cold stone roof of the den.

The medicine cat coughed. 'I'm fine,' she rasped. Her breathing was shallow and erratic.

'Are you sure?' Eaglefang asked worriedly.

Willowflight didn't answer. Her mind was spinning from the prophecy. All she could see and hear was the cat in front of her, and its strange, enigmatic words. The past is drenched in blood, but the future is pale as light.

Slowly, she began to get back to her paws. The she-cat winced, her muscles screaming in protest. The side of her head throbbed angrily. She must've hit her head when she fell down.

'Can I help you?' Eaglefang questioned, as she did so. 'Should I get help?'

'I'm fine!' Willowflight snapped, turning her ferociously on the tom. 'I just need some-' she paused. 'I just need some fresh air.'

And with that, the medicine cat turned, ignoring the stinging pain, and dashed out of the den. She heard Eaglefang's shocked voice calling out after her, but she ignored him, screwing her eyes tightly shut. A few cats looked up, surprised, as she ran through the camp and out into the forest, but no one protested. She was glad they didn't.

The forest passed in a blur as she ran. All of her senses were numbed by panic and confusion. Willowflight had never experienced a prophecy as dark and foreboding as that one. What does it all mean? she thought wildly. Why were all my Clanmates covered in blood?

When she finally came to a halt, she no longer recognised the thick, dense undergrowth around her. She had stopped in the shadow of a large oak tree, that stood stood proud and tall over the other trees nearby. The medicine cat had never gone so far away from camp before. For a moment, she wondered whether she'd accidentally crossed the ShadowClan border, but she swiftly passed off the thought. She would've been able to smell the pine forest if she had.

Willowflight sighed, before sitting down on her haunches with her shoulders hunched over, shivering silently. She may not have understood the mysterious omen's full meaning, but she knew that all the blood and darkness could only signify one thing. Destruction, and the death of many. 'But who will die, and what will be destroyed?' Willowflight muttered under her breath.

Suddenly, a terrible thought entered her mind. What if every cat I saw in the clearing will die?

Willowflight's eyes widened with horror. That would've meant most of the cats of ThunderClan. Skystar, Beechfoot, the kits and queens...

At the thought, the medicine cat shook her head in denial. No! she thought. It can't be! The death of so many cats would mean the end of ThunderClan; StarClan wouldn't let that happen. Would they?

Such awful thoughts made Willowflight's head hurt even more. She wouldn't believe it. In fact, she couldn't believe it. There have always been four Clans beside the lake, she reasoned with herself desperately. Why would StarClan want that to change now? The she-cat remembered what Eaglefang had confessed to her earlier. About the hostility of the other Clans. Could that be related to the prophecy?

Willowflight clenched her paws together, trying to convince herself. No. StarClan can't be foretelling the end of ThunderClan. It has to be something else.

But if it wasn't that, then what was it?

Slowly, the she-cat got back up to her paws, trying to ignore the fear that coursed through her veins. She tried to shove the unwelcome thoughts away, but no matter how hard she tried, they remained at the back of her mind, bothering her. Willowflight glanced up at the sky, searching for any sign of her warrior ancestors. The burning sun said nothing in return.

After a moment's pause, she decided there was no point in staying out in the forest like she was. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she turned back in the direction she had come from, and headed back to camp.

Allegiances:

ShadowClan:

Leader: Ravenstar,

Black tomcat with blue eyes.

Deputy: Emberheart,

Bright ginger tom with green eyes.

Medicine Cat: Pinefeather,

Gray tabby tom with dark yellow eyes.

Warriors:

Nightwhisper,

Black tomcat with yellow eyes. Brother of Ravenstar.

Bonefur,

Large white tom with blue eyes.

Duskwing,

Russet coloured she-cat with dirty yellow eyes.

Badgertail,

Black and white tom with hazel eyes and a long tail.

Addertooth,

Mottled brown tom with green eyes.

Cedarheart,

Light grey tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Whitepool,

Attractive white tabby she-cat.

Apprentices:

Wolfpaw,

Greyish white tom, apprentice of Addertooth.

Tanglepaw,

Dark ginger tom with a messy tangled pelt, apprentice of Duskwing.

Queens:

Poppycloud,

Pretty calico she-cat. Mate of Badgertail.

Ivynose,

Very dark grey she-cat.

Elders:

Mudeyes,

Muddy brown tom,

ShadowClan Slaves:

Smoketalon,

Jet-black tomcat with bright amber eyes.

Aspenpaw,

Grey tomcat with green eyes.

RiverClan:

Leader: Streamstar,

Attractive tabby grey she-cat.

Deputy: Shellstorm,

Huge grey tom with blue eyes.

Medicine Cat: Minnowdusk,

Brown she-cat.

Warriors:

Reedshade,

Brown and white tabby she-cat with blue eyes.

Beetlenose,

Black tom with green eyes.

Dappleheart,

Gentle dappled she-cat.

Eelscratch,

Lithe grey tom,

Rowanleap,

Ginger tom.

Lilypelt,

Bulky brown she-cat with yellow eyes.

Apprentices:

Troutpaw,

Very dark grey tom, apprentice of Beetlenose.

Spottypaw,

Spotted she-cat, apprentice of Eelscratch.

Queens:

Robinsplash,

Tabby grey she-cat.

Elders:

Oakfrost,

Old brown tom,

Fernstep,

White she-cat with green eyes,

RiverClan Slaves:

Sageclaw,

Brown and white tabby tom with amber eyes,

Foxflame,

Dark ginger she-cat with with musty yellow eyes,

WindClan:

Leader: Gorsestar,

Shrewd brown tabby tom.

Deputy: Sandpelt,

Yellow she-cat with green eyes,

Medicine Cat: Ryesong,

Small, dark brown, almost black, she-cat.

Warriors:

Harestoop,

Brown tom,

Slatefrost,

Greyish tomcat with amber eyes.

Cloudstreak,

White tabby she-cat.

Morningflight,

Distinctive olive coloured she-cat.

Thrushstrike,

Burly tabby tomcat.

Dawnheart,

Black and white she-cat with a stripe on her nose.

Apprentices:

Owlpaw,

Brown tom,

Doepaw,

White she-cat with streaks of grey on her pelt.

Queens:

Leafcall,

Brown and white she-cat.

Chivedash,

Long and slender she-cat.

WindClan Slaves:

Eaglefang,

Tawny brown tabby tomcat with sharp amber eyes.

Palewhisper,

Pale white she-cat with blue eyes.

ThunderClan (Before Attack):

Leader: Skystar,

White she-cat with sky blue eyes, mother of Palewhisper.

Deputy: Beechfoot,

Black tabby tom, brother of Smoketalon.

Medicine Cat: Willowflight,

Light brown she-cat.

And there you have it! Please leave a review and tell me what you thought of the prologue, and I'll post the first chapter as soon as possible. :D