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Plot: A New Enigma

So basically, here’s how it all went down…

Long story short, there was love, there was lust, there was possession, suicide, passion, and more. The evil of one spirit (called Orpheus) nearly wiped out an entire generation, leaving the clans in ruin. His mission: to take over all four clans and rule them with tooth and claw through the body of Hallowstar. His downfall: one Starclanner’s love for the cat he possessed. This cat was Cloudystar, deceased leader of HailClan. She manipulated Orpheus by embodying the cats around him, eventually driven to commit the unthinkable, murdering her own lover with the claws of her daughter. All clans celebrated Orpheus’s defeat, despite the blood left in his wake. But what very few know is what else Orpheus left in this world…

Kin.

Yes, five kits, born of the HailClan beauty: Arsenic. The crimson-eyed femme had fallen in love with the cruel spirit embedded in the heart of Hallowstar. She had followed him flawlessly, loved him endlessly, and she then carried his kits and introduced them to the world three long moons after Orpheus was dead. And no one would have known… were it not for the likeness in his son. Same dark coat, same treacherous eyes.

Needless to say, they had to go.

So on the very night they were born, they were separated. One kit taken to be left in Tempestclan forests; another taken to the mountains of Frostclan; the third left on the black earth of Ashclan; and one left with Arsenic - the one that bore the least resemblance to her father. This was for the good of the clan; if they didn’t know who they were, they couldn’t possibly be dangerous, right? But what of the fifth kit, you ask? The kit cursed with his father’s image was taken to no clan, shown no mercy or pity. The fifth kit was instead taken to absolutely nowhere. Left in no clan’s territory, alone, never to return. Or even better, to die.

But one must wonder, was it truly wise to release the son of the angel of death on the world?

* * *

So there they were, five kits with no idea of where they had come from, who they were, or what they were to become. The clans were in a state of desolate turmoil. The warriors were few; the kits were suffering. It this dark hour, the clans thought things couldn’t get any worse.

Go figure, they thought wrong.

Remember Hades? The one who banished Orpheus in the first place? Well. He wasn’t too happy with how things went down. He had murdered his lover. He lost his angel of death, who was now wreaking his happy own havoc on the surface world. Starclan was thriving. Bottom line,

He wanted those kits.

Orpheus had been an impeccable right-hand. And now, there were five mini versions of him running around on earth. Naturally, these cats had some kind of power. His plan: kill the cats and claim their souls. How did he plan to do this? Well. I can’t tell you everything, can I?

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	Plot: A New Enigma So basically, here’s how it all went down… Long story short, there was love, there was lust, there was possession, suicide, passion, and more. The evil of one spirit (called Orpheus) nearly wiped out an entire generation, leaving the clans in ruin. His mission: to take over all four clans and rule them with tooth and claw through the body of Hallowstar. His downfall: one Starclanner’s love for the cat he possessed. This cat was Cloudystar, deceased leader of HailClan. She manipulated Orpheus by embodying the cats around him, eventually driven to commit the unthinkable, murdering her own lover with the claws of her daughter. All clans celebrated Orpheus’s defeat, despite the blood left in his wake. But what very few know is what else Orpheus left in this world… Kin. Yes, five kits, born of the HailClan beauty: Arsenic. The crimson-eyed femme had fallen in love with the cruel spirit embedded in the heart of Hallowstar. She had followed him flawlessly, loved him endlessly, and she then carried his kits and introduced them to the world three long moons after Orpheus was dead. And no one would have known… were it not for the likeness in his son. Same dark coat, same treacherous eyes. Needless to say, they had to go. So on the very night they were born, they were separated. One kit taken to be left in Tempestclan forests; another taken to the mountains of Frostclan; the third left on the black earth of Ashclan; and one left with Arsenic - the one that bore the least resemblance to her father. This was for the good of the clan; if they didn’t know who they were, they couldn’t possibly be dangerous, right? But what of the fifth kit, you ask? The kit cursed with his father’s image was taken to no clan, shown no mercy or pity. The fifth kit was instead taken to absolutely nowhere. Left in no clan’s territory, alone, never to return. Or even better, to die. But one must wonder, was it truly wise to release the son of the angel of death on the world? * * * So there they were, five kits with no idea of where they had come from, who they were, or what they were to become. The clans were in a state of desolate turmoil. The warriors were few; the kits were suffering. It this dark hour, the clans thought things couldn’t get any worse. Go figure, they thought wrong. Remember Hades? The one who banished Orpheus in the first place? Well. He wasn’t too happy with how things went down. He had murdered his lover. He lost his angel of death, who was now wreaking his happy own havoc on the surface world. Starclan was thriving. Bottom line, He wanted those kits. Orpheus had been an impeccable right-hand. And now, there were five mini versions of him running around on earth. Naturally, these cats had some kind of power. His plan: kill the cats and claim their souls. How did he plan to do this? Well. I can’t tell you everything, can I?