I haven't seen all the Sgt. Frog episodes or read the warriors series in a while, so I apologize if anything comes out bad. I don't own Sgt. Frog or Warriors, or Ruby Gloom, which is where Doomkit is from.

Summary: Kururu creates a new invention that can mutate certain small animals to become hybrids of animal and human. Needing a test subject, he takes Giroro's cat, Neko (Ms. Furbottom). Meanwhile, Neko gets a message from Starclan reminding her of a prophecy she must fulfill, which will change the lives of the clans forever.

Prologue

A white she-kit slept peacefully in the nursery of the Thunderclan camp, among her littermates, a Black she-kit named Doomkit and a ginger tabby tom named Blazekit. The white she-kit was named Blizzardkit. The three kits were curled up comfortably next to their mother, Shalepelt. A whisper sounded from the shadows, making Doomkit's ears twitch.

"Kits…" Doomkit rolled over in an attempt to ignore the sound.

"Wake up, little kittens," the voice persisted.

Blazekit slowly opened his bright blue eye for a moment before closing them again. He rolled onto his back, lightly kicking Blizzardkit's back on accident; she jerked her head up in surprise and glared at her brother.

"Blazekit! Watch it!" she snapped.

"Hmm?" he mumbled sleepily. "Oh, sorry sis."

"Kittens…"

"Huh?" Blazekit opened his eyes fully now, hearing the whisper, "hey sis, did you hear that"?

"Hear what?" she said, perking her ears. Blazekit had the best hearing of the three of them, while she had the best sense of smell and Doomkit had the best eyesight.

"Kittens!" the whisper came again, louder this time.

"That!" Blazekit whispered loudly, jumping up to investigate the sound, waking Doomkit in the process.

"Blazekit, get back here!" Blizzardkit said, bounding after him.

"Hmm?" Doomkit lifted her head drowsily to see her littermates exiting the nursery. "Wha! Wait for me!" she said, bounding after them with wide eyes.

The three kittens stumbled out of the nursery with Darkkit leading the way. They looked around the camp, searching for the voice that had woken them.

"I wonder why no one else is awake?" said Doomkit, observing the camp.

"Of course someone's awake Doomkit," said Darkkit matter-of-factly, "otherwise who could of called us out of our den?"

"You mean who could have." Doomkit corrected.

"Who cares?" Blazekit retorted.

"Kittens." The voice called again, breaking them out of their mini argument. Their heads shot in the direction the voice had come from.

Blizzardkit opened her mouth slightly and took a deep breath, scenting the air and picking up a familiar, yet unfamiliar scent.

"They smell like Thunderclan, but I don't recognize who they are." She said.

Blazekit perked his ears in the direction of the camp entrance.

"I think they might be somewhere over there," he said.

Doom kit looked and spotted Cinderfang, a grey, amber eyed tom with a dark grey tail-tip standing guard at the entrance, paying them no mind.

"Cinderfang?" she asked, cocking her head to one side. "Why would he call us out, Blaze?"

"No, not Cinderfang, the voice belongs to a she-cat." The ginger tabby said.

"Kittens… I'm outside the camp." The voice called, to which Cinderfang paid no heed. Blazekit scampered towards the entrance before his sisters could stop him.

"Blazekit, wait!" they called, bounding after him. Blazekit and Doomkit passed by Cinderfang unnoticed. Blizzardkit slowed to a stop, staring up at Cinderfang. He stared on ahead, not noticing her.

"Cinderfang?" she said to get his attention. Nothing. Not even a glance. Instead he opened his jaws in a wide yawn, drowsy tears forming at the edges of his eyes.

"Blizzardkit!" she heard Doomkit calling to her from outside the camp and quickly scampered after her littermates. How strange… he didn't even notice me. She thought.

"It's about time, slowpoke," said her brother as she emerged from the camp entrance.

"Sorry," she said, "I just noticed that Cinderfang was acting kinda weird."

"Whatever," he mewed, "come on, the voice came from this way."

Blazekit turned and let his sisters fallow him as he led the way into the forest. They soon came to a clearing, were a tortoiseshell she-cat sat in the middle. Her fur almost appeared as if it were made of starlight.

"Greetings, kits of Thunderclan," she said.

"Hi there," said Blizzardkit.

"Who are you?" asked Blazekit rudely.

"Blazekit, don't be rude!" Blizzardkit snapped.

"It's alright, Blizzardkit," the she-at said.

"How do you know my name?" the white kitten asked

"My names Spottedleaf, I'm from Starclan," said Spottedleaf. The three kittens gasped in awe.

"No way, a cat from Starclan?" Blazekit said in disbelief, "what do you want with us?"

"I come bearing a message." She said, "I message that will tell you of your destinies."

"Our destinies?" said Doomkit, "you mean like a prophecy?"

Spottedleaf nodded.

"two prophecies, Doomkit. Blizzardkit has a somewhat separate destiny than the two of you have."

"YOU STUPID FROG!" Neko was suddenly jolted from her dream by the voice of Hinata Natsumi, scolding the Sgt. Keroro for another misdeed. There was much shouting from with in the two-legger den as the she-devil released her infamous wrath on Giroro's clan-mate. Neko sighed and rolled over on the car. She had been having the same dream for nearly a week. She tried hard to remember what Spottedleaf's prophecy had been, but had no such luck. She sighed again and got up, jumping off the car, something she had once believed to be a monster. Landing gracefully on the ground, she padded towards the backyard, where her two-legger, Giroro usually was.

And here is the prologue of my second fanfiction and first crossover. Read and review… yay…..