The New Prophecy Warrior Cats Novels & Stories

ʍʏ ʍʊʍ աaʟҡs ɨռ աɨtɦ ɢʟassɛs օʄ ɮʟօօɖ "աɛʟʟ ʟɨҡɛ ʏօʊ aʟʀɛaɖʏ kbow the Freedom Fighters wɛʟʟ աɛ aʀɛ still working on the name, started a long time ago ɛʋɛռ ɮɛʄօʀɛ tɦɛ birth of the hybrid ,,we will lead by the alpha sister she brought us prophecy the prophecy that says the one-day vampires werewolves and all other kinds would be reunited under the moon, by someone who is ռɛɨtɦɛr vampire or werewolf, someone seen as an abomination but yet the most powerful the most important thing in the universe, so weʋɛ ɮɛɛ ռ ʀɛċʀʊɨtɨռɢ, ɢʀօաɨռɢ, քʀɛքaʀɨռɢ ourselves training each օtɦɛʀ, աaɨtɨռɢ քatɨɛntly for the day because the Prophecy also talks about the Great Waʀ, tɦaʄ only the chosen one can ʄʀɛɛ ʊs ʄʀ

Quinn said, cursing. Quinn was our councill demon, he was millenniums old and there wasn’t much he couldn’t do. I shot my gaze at Fiona, the council witch, her eyes were white and she was shaking. I dashed to her and held her, she was freezing. After a few seconds she went limp in my arms. She was still alive but barely. “Isaac, immediately order ALL Warriors home, by my orders!” This motherfucker dared to come into MY HOUSE, MY HOUSE and pull this? My own warrior, going against, ME?! Against his brothers, against the council?!

SOPHIA POV The air was stiff while taking a walk with Xylah, this was because none of us wanted to be in the same company as each other.. As we walked, I heard noises and cheers going on in the distance. "What's that noise?" I asked. "They are recruiting new wolves to join the army," she replied. "You do not want to go there, the men there will be covered in their own sweat and blood," she complains. "Yuck right?" She asked but stopped talking when she noticed my interest. "Oh I forgot, you used to be a beta, those are your thing," she mumbles.

Cillian snarked back, taking my attempt to connect and throwing it straight onto the fire. “Your Warriors are second to none, I feel I need to impart some training when I get back. Their loyalty is impressive. Even the one who was a dick to me.” Still nothing. Fuck him, the guys just being rude now. Even so I felt dishonest. The reason I wasn’t flogging the Beta Warriors into shape as I should was because since the prophecy I’d felt…why bother? Why enforce their respect if I was to die in a few months anyway? I’d let some aspects of my life slide.

I flipped the pages when I saw another title that peaked at me. “The Prophecy,” I read out loud. It stated that it begins in the Nightshade pack about a werewolf who is also a witch. This werewolf has the power to end the war between the Lycans and the Wolves. If this prophecy originated from my mother’s pack, does it mean she is the one the prophecy is talking about? This werewolf is called the..." I froze. The next page was gone, ripped out clean. I almost didn't notice “Slade…” I growled.

And when she sat beside Lucien in the war council later that week, she said one thing that silenced every general, every noble, every priest. “We are at war. Not with packs. Not with men. But with something older than hatred and stronger than fear.” She placed the shard of prophecy on the table. “And we either face it together—or we fall alone.” ---

We were opposing forces meant to clash. "The prophecy says the choice is ours," Leon pointed out, ever practical. "Not that the choice is predetermined. You can both choose redemption." "Or we can both choose destruction," Nova countered, pulling away from me. "Or maybe the prophecy doesn't mean literal burning. Maybe it's metaphorical." "Alaric doesn't think it's metaphorical," Marcus said. "He's been preparing for this for decades. Building his shadow army, corrupting wolves, positioning himself to force your hands when the time comes."

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.

“Three more.” I blinked. “Three more warriors?” He looked at me. “Again.” I sighed. “Seriously?” “This time, I want you to finish each one in less than thirty seconds.” My eyes widened. “Thirty seconds?” “Too much?” It’s the opposite. I forced a smile. “Not at all.” The three warriors stepped forward and the moment they charged, I moved; the first swung at me, and I ducked beneath his arm before driving my fist into his ribs. I immediately moved away as the second warrior came at me.

"Are you crazy?! Didn't you see how she brought back that cat from the dead? She needs to be killed." "I assure you, Councilor, that she isn't a witch," said Jonas bravely. "But a wolf of rare talent and skill. Conrad knows this. April is the one to fulfil the prophecy. She is the Chosen One." Everyone was in awe, but I still needed clarification. What prophecy? Why wasn't I understanding any of this?