// Sequel to Unmasked and Unmarked "Where is your courage, your strength? Where are your loyalties? Because mine are right here, with the Clan, and I would die fighting for it if necessary." Shademask remembers DarkClan all too well and is still tormented by the things he did under Dawnstar's reign. Though well-respected in the newly formed RockClan, he doubts his own worth and loyalty as a warrior - especially when the dead come to haunt him. Skypaw knows of DarkClan only as an outsider, once a kittypet and now part of the reborn Clans. Her new life in SeaClan is exciting but dangerous, and the comforts of her old home prick at her memory. There are some who would want her back, leading her astray from her new allegiance. Rosekit does not know of DarkClan at all, or the father who refuses to claim her as his own. Constantly overshadowed by her sister, she is not sure where her place in MoorClan is, or if there simply isn't one for her. Promises of safety and belonging may prove hard to reject if offered. Though DarkClan has ceased to exist, its remnants continue to float beneath the surface, threatening to break the bonds being forged. There is a thin line between the darkness and the light, and the making of a new life and stirring up the ashes of the old.

// Sequel to Unmasked "Are you not listening? We don't have time. The longer we wait the more of our own die. They grow stronger every day - the newest batch of apprentices will be trained in assassination, for StarClan's sake! And if they have the ability to pick us off, one by one, then who will remain to put an end to Dawnstar's reign?" Dewkit knows very little of the rebellion his mother took part in. For him, home is the brick walls and cardboard dens of the alley cat camp; a loving mother, a host of friends, and a just leader. Here, his twisted back leg and crumpled ears are of no significance - until the poison of DarkClan begins to spread closer and closer, endangering this peaceful life and bringing with it the threat of war. Lightpaw trains hard, day and night, to live up to DarkClan's standards - and her mother's and father's. Yet, as Dawnstar's cruelty grows and darkness looms over the Clan, Lightpaw finds herself wondering if the stories she heard from Nightchaser as a kit could have any truth to them. Her thoughts put her at risk, but can she truly live out her days as nothing more than a pawn in Dawnstar's game?

"It is forbidden for a reason, young one. Love makes you weak, a fraction of yourself. It keeps you from being the best you can be and that is why we must mask it. Ambition, intelligence, strength - now those are qualities that will get you through this harsh life. But being loving, compassionate, kind? Those are the best ways to get yourself killed." Generations after the Masked Uprising and the fall of StarClan, DarkClan's way of life is no less harsh. Emotions are strictly forbidden and any talk of the Old Life is considered treasonous and punishable by death. It is in this cruel setting that Nightpaw finds himself apprenticed to the only cat with an ounce of freedom: the truth-teller, a cat specifically chosen by the Masked to remember the history of DarkClan. Yet, Nightpaw doubts the truth in the truth-teller's stories and finds them even harder to reconcile when he is visited by someone he'd been taught no longer exists. Caught between fear and curiosity, the truth-teller's apprentice finds himself stuck between two versions of the Clan's history - two truths where there should only be one. And he will stop at nothing until the truth is unmasked. // I have the story rated as teen. Please be warned that there will be a lot of bloodshed and dark matters discussed in this novel.

This version of this story is actually discontinued, so you may have better luck reading the new version here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/224458043-visions-of-embers While they are different versions and different things will happen, there will be some spoilers in this version. --- The Clans are prosperous in their new home, their numbers growing rapidly, but StarClan once again senses a great change on the horizon. Several generations after the war between StarClan and the Place of No Stars, a new prophecy arises that devastation will come and divide the Clans forever, but Whisperleaf is worried that the prophecy will divide StarClan again as well. No one seems to have any idea what the prophecy means: their only clues are visions of death and fire, while one cat is haunted by dreams of battles taking place far away.

Brookkit is born into ThunderClan in late winter, and nearly starves. Yet she manages to pull through and become one of ThunderClan's best apprentices. As tensions increase between ThunderClan and RiverClan, and signs of a group of mysterious cats are found, Brookpaw must face a number of obstacles, the worst being Willowlight, a blood-thirsty RiverClan warrior. And among all this, one big question still haunts her; who is her father? This is a Warriors fanfic. The Warriors series belongs to Erin Hunter.

What if you had a secret? Young Skykit believes life is well as she is raised in the Clan of ThunderClan, where they all work together with peace and harmony. Or so it seems. As ThunderClan's deputy seizes power, Skykit is trusted with a secret from her Warrior Ancestors no cat would dare believe. Copyrighted 2014-2019. Any duplication, recreation, or stories along the lines of this product is strictly prohibited.

"The darkness was never meant to be, and two cats, high and proud will lead and destroy." On the day of his apprentice ceremony, Icepaw had a dream that forever shattered the peace of the forest. Darkness surrounds Icepaw and his Clan as a mysterious new prophecy hints that trouble will soon come. He is determined to protect his Clan at all costs from the danger, but what he didn't know is that the danger lurked closer before than it ever has, and Icepaw has to put in all of his strength to protect the Clan he has come to love very much. But with the darkness rising, he is also facing troubles as well. He didn't know who he could trust anymore, who he could love, or what he should do. All Icepaw wanted to do was become a warrior, but he did not know that he had to pay such high prices for the actions he was to take. * * * >>ALL RIGHTS RESERVED; don't use the characters or story without prior permission from the author! Story completed November 2015.<< ((DISCLAIMER: I do not own Warriors. THIS IS A FANFICTION!)) ((EDITING COMPLETE - 19 July 2018.))

"There will be four, born of abhor, who hold the power of the stars in their paws." The Clans hang in a hazy balance; placing their existence on an ever-evolving code and the natural world that shapes them. Leaf-bare and greenleaf, hunter and hunted, life and death. Goodness and evil. There is always a balance. But when that balance is shaken, when one force grows a little too strong, the Clan's existence wavers. Jaypaw already knew his life would be different from that of his Clanmates. After all, he's a blind warrior apprentice. The words of a prophet take his life on a far different path, one that even StarClan couldn't map out, and Jaypaw now stands on shaky ground as one of four, the only things standing between his world as he knows it, and utter destruction. // This is a Power of Three + Omen of the Stars au, or rewrite. //

A deadly epidemic is brought to the Clans, destroying moons of peace. Without a solution, they will surely crumble. Willowcloud, a ThunderClan warrior with a traumatic past, has the potential to save them, but is she willing to pay the price? First published ~ March 17, 2017 Cover Credit ~ RagingTsuki

Sagepaw's just your average apprentice, equipped with a pair of claws. She has one brother, one mother, one father, and one mentor. But, when Sagepaw is training one day, something happens. Her skills double and triple without meaning, and soon Sagepaw is known as a legend among her Clanmates. Will she learn to control this mysterious "power", or is something darker happening in ShadowClan? Cover by @Featherfrost_