A/N: Before y'all freak out over some of these cats having unnatural eye colours, it does serve a (sort of) purpose to the story.

Warrior code additions:

Do not be or assist a Cursed cat, if you know a Cursed cat or are a Cursed cat, then report to your clan leader immediately.

All Cursed cats are to either be killed or banished.

Anyone found assisting a Cursed cat will be banished.

If a Cursed is found to have a weak ability or can prove their loyalty to the clan rather than the Place of No Stars, then they may stay but will have to look after themselves.

Chapter 1:

Stormkit watched the beetle drag itself across the ground, it's black shell burning in the morning sun. The small creature scuttled along the boiling hot floor, making its way towards the shade. Stormkit flattened her grey tipped ears against her head, staring at the beetle through beady yellow eyes and crouched down onto her haunches. She crept forward, glaring at the beetle who had no idea she was there.

When she was hardly a few pawsteps away, she prepared to pounce on top of the beetle. She arched her back and unsheathed her tiny claws.

"What are you doing?"

Stormkit watched, devastated, as the beetle she had been hunting was crushed under a brown paw.

"Shadowkit!" She pouted, standing up straight, "I was hunting that!"

Her brother gave her an odd look, "you looked like a duck."

"That's how Flamepaw told me to do it," frowned Stormkit, "you're just annoyed because I'm going to be a better hunter than you."

"Sure you will," mewed Shadowkit, "but I can beat you in a fight anyday."

"No you can't," sniffed the grey she-kit.

Her brother glared at her, "watch me!"

He pounced on top of her, making her tumble into the camp wall. She let out a squeak of surprise but quickly got back to her paws and attempted to swipe at her littermate who had dodged around the back of her. He knocked her onto her back but she pushed at his stomach with her back paws, sending him sprawling. He got straight back up and knocked her back onto the ground. She wrestled with him, trying to push him off and, quickly, the two had turned into a mere blur.

"Hey!" Hissed a voice, "will you two be quiet out there?"

Stormkit managed to get push Shadowkit off of her and heaved herself back onto her paws.

"Sorry, Greylight," said the she-kit.

The newly kitted queen had poked her head at the entrance of the nursery, her face stern but blue eyes held amusement.

"I swear to Starclan," the she-cat shook her head, "you two fight more than any pair of kits i've ever known."

"You can't blame them," a tabby tom brushed cheeks with his mate, "they are Ivyheart's kits."

Shadowkit bounded to a halt beside Stormkit.

"Have you named your kits yet?" Asked the brown kit.

Greylight nodded, "do you want to see."

The two older kits leapt forward with excitement, heading towards the stuffy nursery.

At Greylight's stomach, three young kits were curled up and squeaking with small, pink mouths. Two of them had their eyes open whilst the last lay soundly next to his mother.

"This one's called Brightkit," the queen nudged a white and black she-kit.

Stormkit glanced at her, noticing that the left side of her face was completely black whilst the rest of her body was a just off-white colour. Her round blue eyes blinked up at Stormkit curiously, as if asking who she was with them.

"This one is Sandkit," Greylight touched a small, cream she-kit who blinked sleepily up at the two older kits. Her eyes were identical to that of her sister's, the same bright blue blinking up at them.

Finally, Stormkit blinked down at a small, brown shape lying in the moss. His chest heaving slowly and his tail gently flicking back and forth.

"And that's Brownkit," Greylight smiled lovingly down at her tom kit, "he's a little slower than his sisters but equally as strong!"

"I bet he will be," smiled Stormkit.

"What's going on in here," a new figure nosed her way into the den and glanced at the three kits in the nest, "oh, yeah, those."

"Now, now, Ivyheart." Greylight shook her head, "these two were as young as they were once."

"I can remember that, Greylight." Snapped the black she-cat, "I am their mother, of course!"

"They've grown up so much," Greylight looked at the two with soft eyes.

"And today they'll grow up even more," Ivyheart turned to her two kits, "Brackenstar has agreed to make the two of you apprentices, today."

"Really!" Stormkit leapt to her paws, "when?"

"At sun high."

"Good," Clawnose scoffed from the entrance in a gruff tone, "Lightningclan needs more warriors."

Shadowkit was grinning to himself, "I'll be the best warrior in Lightningclan, ever!"

"Not if I beat you to it!" Stormkit growled playfully at him, leaping on top of him and rolling out the nursery.

Shadowkit attempted to batter her with his paws but it was no use, she had pinned him to the floor and, for once, had won.

"Take that!" She gave her brother a satisfied smirk.

He glared back, "I let you win!"

"Sure," she said snarkily, getting off of him and standing up straight.

She already knew her brother was going to attempt to tackle her again so she swiveled round to face him but was cut off by a yowl.

"Brackenstar!" Yowled a big, golden tom, who stepped out of the clan's entrance.

The golden tabby tom stepped out of his den, glancing down at his warriors through amber eyes. Stormkit followed her leader's gaze to see three cats behind Lionpelt. One was Burntpelt, she recognised the red fur that was ruffled in random directions, and the other was Spottedclaw, whose black and white pelt looked equally as messy as each other's. Between them, they were dragging a small wiry tom who was desperately struggling against them.

"Is that Mouseeyes?" Shadowkit voiced what Stormkit was thinking, "what's up with him?"

Ivyheart appeared behind them, her green eyes round with excitement.

"There's only one explanation for this," their mother growled, "Mouseeyes must be a Cursed!"

The rest of the clan seemed to have thought the same that Ivyheart did and were now jeering at the mousy tom as he was dragged towards high rock. The clan was getting closer and closer together, keen to see what will happen. Stormkit blinked, horrified. Mouseeyes was a Cursed? How could he be? He looked far too skinny and weak to hurt anyone, Stormkit was surprised on how he even managed to get through training when he looked that ill.

"Lionpelt," Brackenstar said calmly and the clan instantly silenced, "I thought I sent you on a patrol to track that dog scent."

"We found the dog," the large, golden tom snarled, "and we fought valiantly against it!"

Stormkit couldn't help but notice the over dramatic choice of his words.

"We had almost had it beaten," Lionpelt unsheathed his large claws, "when Mouseeyes just had to interrupt."

Brackenstar blinked, "I sent him on the patrol with you, how did he interrupt?"

Lionpelt sent a look of loathing at Mouseeyes and turned back to his leader.

"He spoke to the dog!" Snarled the tom, "he spoke to it and convinced it to fight harder! He is a Cursed and a traitor!"

Gasps rocked the clan before being replaced by yowls of anger, hatred and accusations at Mouseeyes who looked around in unsteady defiance.

"I'm telling you, Brackenstar!" Began the cursed, "we were losing against the dog, I was trying to tell it to go away."

"So you admit that you are a Cursed?" The golden brown leader glared down at his warrior.

"I was only trying to help!" Mouseeyes sounded as though he were sobbing, "I didn't mean any harm!"

"He is a Cursed!" Said one cat, "we can't trust him!"

"You should kill the traitor!" Snarled another.

Stormkit couldn't help but feel pity for the young warrior, his yellow eyes were round with fear as each of his clanmates turned against him, yelling threats of death and exile. But she couldn't, if Mouseeyes was a Cursed then she could not feel sympathy for him. Those who were Cursed were enemies of Starclan, there was no help for them. Instead, she raised her chin up a little and glared at Mouseeyes, teeth bared.

"Silence!" Yowled Brackenstar, the shouts died down in an instant. "Burntpelt, Spottedclaw," the leader turned to the other two warriors, "can you confirm this?"

The two warriors nodded.

"Then," the Lightningclan leader lifted his head, "I have no choice but to kill you for betrayal and for being a Cursed."

Mouseeyes' eyes went wide with fear, "No! Please! I was only trying to help!"

"You have done more harm than good," spat Brackenstar, "step forward, Gingerpool."

The ginger she-cat pushed her way through the crowd, glaring at Mouseeyes.

"You are this Cursed littermate, correct?" Brackenstar turned to the she-cat who nodded.

"I am, but I wish I weren't!" Gingerpool fixed her gaze on Brackenstar's, "I wish him dead!"

Stormkit froze, glancing at Shadowkit. If she were a Cursed, would her own brother turn against her? Would she turn against him? Stormkit shook the thoughts away from her head, neither her nor her brother would ever be a Cursed cat, Starclan wouldn't allow it.

Brackenstar nodded, pleased. "Then kill him."

Cheers arose from the clan instantly, all of them edging closer into circle around the littermates. Stormkit folded her ears, looking through the legs of the surrounding cats; Shadowkit did the same.

Gingerpool was glaring at her brother with hatred in her eyes, as if they hadn't been raised together since birth. Mouseeyes was shaking his head vigorously and looked as though he was trying to speak, but was so frightened that no words came out.

Stormkit wanted to look away as Gingerpool unsheathed her claws and padded towards Mouseeyes with a look of determination on her face. She went to turn away but spotted Ivyheart and suddenly realised she didn't want to disappoint their mother on the very first Cursed execution. It'd have to be something she'd have to get used to.

She swallowed a lump in her throat and turned back to the fight, wincing as Gingerpool leapt at her brother. Mouseeyes' skinniness did come in handy as he was pinned, he wriggled away from the ginger she-cat and got to his shaky paws, turning to face her. But the wiry tom was too slow as Gingerpool landed a heavy blow to his muzzle.

Stormkit flattened her ears at the noise of her clan mates cheered excitedly around her as Mouseeyes was sent stumbling backwards hitting his head with a large 'thump' against high rock. The grey kit heard a loud crack come from his head and watched as the tom fell to the floor, unconscious.

Gingerpool stepped forward, Stormkit noticed a slight glimmer of regret that almost instantly vanished. The ginger she-cat raised her paw and raked her claws across his neck, killing her own brother instantly.

The cheers grew louder as the clan watched Gingerpool lift her chin proudly. Burntpelt and Spottedclaw picked up the body and dragged it out of the way.

Brackenstar dropped down from high rock and touched his nose to Gingerpool's head.

"You have fought honourably today, Gingerpool." The leader acknowledged, "I believe it is time for you to train another in your loyalty."

The ginger she-cat's chest fur fluffed out in pride.

Stormkit glanced at Shadowkit who was looking straight back at her. Stormkit tried to tell what her brother was thinking from his glance and could see a flicker of fear, which was rare.

"Shadowkit," her brother stiffened at Brackenstar's voice, "from this day forward, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Shadowpaw, may you stay loyal to Starclan and kill any Cursed cat."

Shadowkit seemed frozen to the spot.

"Gingerpool," the leader turned to his warrior, "you have fought honourably and proved your loyalty, you will mentor Shadowpaw." The new mentor and apprentice fixed eyes with each other, "I hope you pass on all your loyalty to Shadowpaw."

Shadowpaw touched noses with Gingerpool but Stormkit noticed how his eyes kept flicking over to where Mouseeyes' body lay, hidden in the shadows of the far corner of the camp.

Stormkit quickly smoothed her ruffled pelt, it had fluffed up from being startled at the sudden fight in the clan, and looked up at her leader.

"Stormkit," began Brackenstar, "from this day forward, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as Stormpaw. May you slay and Cursed that you come across." Stormpaw swallowed a lump in her throat, "your mentor will be Lionpelt."

Anxiously, Stormpaw got to her paws and walked towards her new mentor.

"Lionpelt, you have proven yourself a loyal and courageous warrior, I hope you pass on all you know to Stormpaw."

Stormpaw's yellow eyes flickered back to Ivyheart for a moment who was nodding approvingly. With confidence she hadn't felt before, she touched noses with her new mentor, though she had to stand on the tips of her paws just to reach his nose.

The clan began to chant their names loudly, but a few remained quiet, looking at the dead body of Mouseeyes. She scanned the crowd, wondering if any of the other warriors could possibly be Cursed.

Sighing, she turned back to her new mentor who was looking down at her. He was much taller and muscular than her, Stormpaw shuffled under his intense glare.

"Come on," he said, flicking his tail, "i'll show you the territory."

Stormpaw nodded, ready to follow the golden warrior out of camp before looking around for her brother. Shadowpaw was sitting beside Gingerpool, who was still getting complimented on her fighting skills, but his eyes were focused in on Mouseeyes' body.

Stormpaw wondered what he was thinking but had no time to ask as she followed her mentor out of the camp and into her territory.

Alliegances:

Lightningclan

Leader

Brackenstar- Golden tabby tom with wise, amber eyes

Deputy

Lakeheart- Silver grey she-cat with murky, blue eyes

Medicine cat

Fogfur- Dark grey tom with yellow eyes

Warriors

Reddust- Large calico tom with grey eyes

Apprentice, Patchpaw

Flamescar- Ginger tom littered with scars with blue eyes

Lionpelt- big, golden tom with green eyes

Apprentice, Stormpaw

Greynose- Dark grey she-cat with amber eyes

Apprentice, Breezepaw

Featherpool- Pretty silver she-cat with blue eyes

Apprentice, Flamepaw

Clawnose- Large tabby brown tom with a large scar on his face

Spottedclaw- Black and white tom

Gingerpool- Large ginger she-cat

Apprentice, Shadowpaw

Stonepelt- Thick furred, grey tom

Blueheart- Grey she-cat with blue eyes

Burnpelt- Burnt red coloured she-cat with brilliant, blue eyes

Apprentices

Patchpaw- White tom with grey patches and blue eyes

Breezepaw- Red and black tom with brown eyes

Flamepaw- Dark grey she-cat with black ears and orange eyes

Stormpaw- Silver grey she-cat with a darker stripe running along her spine and yellow eyes

Shadowpaw- Dark brown tom with several darker markings and magenta eyes

Queens

Greylight- white and brown she-cat, mother of Brightkit, Sandkit and Brownkit

Ivyheart- Black and grey she-cat with yellow eyes, mother of Stormkit and Shadowkit

Kits

Brightkit- Off-white she-kit with black markings and bright, blue eyes

Brownkit- Dark brown, tabby tom

Sandkit- Cream coloured she-kit with blue eyes

Elders

Yellowfur- Dark grey she-cat

Hollowheart- Tabby brown tom

Pineclan

Leader

Violetstar- Black and white she-cat with blue eyes

Deputy

Duskpelt- Brown tom with even darker brown markings and blue eyes

Medicine cat

Marshyeyes- Murky brown tom

Heatherclan

Leader

Aspenstar- Brown and white tom with silver eyes

Deputy

Lilyfeather- Mousy brown she-cat with large claws

Medicine cat

Lightpool- Pale brown she-cat with yellow eyes

Rainclan

Leader

Snowstar- White tom with blue eyes

Deputy

Stonefoot- Big grey tom with blue eyes

Medicine cat

Gooseflight- grey tom with blue eyes and black flecks

Cats Outside Clan

Ace- Nearly black tom with slightly lighter grey, tabby markings and odd, purple eyes

Amber- Grey she-cat with amber coloured eyes

A/N: So this is a new story and I'm not sure about this chapter- it's a bit rushed and I struggled to really introduce this new world slowly. I hope I can write better on the next chapter but, before I go, here's a couple of interesting stuff about this series:

Ivyheart isn't the best mother but she's still pretty great

But she really hates Cursed cats but has a reason for doing so

There's also a reason I haven't introduced a father for Shadowpaw and Stormpaw yet…

I could literally write an entire other book for Ivyheart; I just feel so bad for her and none of you have any idea why!

Also Stormpaw is going to be super observant all the time and she will notice everything.

I will also be introducing the best character ever either the next chapter or the one after(so bear that in mind)

Anyway, thanks for reading and please try and review!