Prologue

(Disclaimer: I don't own warriors. And the prologue is doomed to be short, just saying. Please review. I get really whinny when I don't get them.)

"Death Trap, we do not have the forces to fight the clans, especially with that new clan, Wildclan."

Death Trap looked up at Scar. "I know we don't. But I can get help. I just need time, otherwise the clans might discover we're here."

Scar gave her an exasperated. "Oh, well I'm sure since you've figure everything else out, you already know exactly what to do oh might Death Trap." She hissed sarcastically.

Death Trap bristled and her eyes narrowed in furry. She deserves to die. Kill her! Kill her! Kill her! It was hard to push that feeling down, but Death Trap had to. She needed Scar and rogue group if she wanted to stand a chance against the clans, much as she hated to admit it.

Death Trap glared at the ground in concentration. It was while she was looking down she saw her two kits. Death Trap had never wanted to have kits, and had been training them to kill like her, but now she smiled. She lifted her head. "Yes, actually I do have a plan." She turned to her kits. "Tiger, Owl, I'd like you to go to the clans. I'm sure you can stop them from finding us, and do some spy work while you're at it."