After permanently scarring his face from an accident when he was only a kitten, Danger was eager to prove himself a useful cat. Yet only a few minutes after the incident, two owls swooped him up and two of his siblings: Snow and Ice. All grown up now and in a new home, Danger needs to finish what his foster dad, Milk, started, yet the call of evil is unstoppable. Will Danger follow the good deeds of his father? Or will darkness take over his already-cold heart forever?
I’ve been working on a few books, including one I started sharing here in the past-- Stone’s Heart. Today, I’ll be revealing another one of my projects, ‘Danger’s Destiny.’ I’ll post the prologue here now, then post Chapter 1 once I finish it.
Prologue
Kittens cried in the dead of night as a young white cat came to comfort them. His orange eyes blazed through the darkness as he hushed each one. Then, he helped them to their feet.
“Come on,” he said encouragingly. “Milk is here to help you.”
The kittens took a few steps toward Milk, and they soon started following him out of the dark, damp cave. Soon, the moon shone through, and, one by one, Milk led the kittens to the top. Beyond stretched a field, but in the distance, there was a peak that erupted from the rocks.
“To Mount!” cried Milk as he stretched his muscles, ready to rush across the barren land.
Milk ran across the hills with two kittens by his side. The other 10 were behind him. Suddenly, Milk heard a cry. He spun around, only to find one of the kittens stuck under a rock. Its ginger fur glowed in the moonlight, but besides its strength for being only a month old, it struggled to grasp for air.
Milk immediately rushed up to its side, pulling gently but firmly at its scruff. With a loud thud, the kitten flew out of the rock and landed on the floor. Milk used his nose to push its limp body onto its back, and saw with a shock at the damage that had happened. There was a long cut from the kitten’s eye to its chin, and its left ear was permanently damaged.
“Danger! No!” yowled Milk as he saw the bleeding body.
Danger took a deep breath, then let his breathing stop abruptly. His siblings gathered around him and mourned, spreading sadness through the night.
Milk nudged Spices. “Wake up!” he urged. The white cat sighed in relief as he saw Danger’s chest rise and fall.
With a groan, the young kitten climbed to his paws. His siblings looked relieved, too, and one by one they licked him.
“We thought we lost you!” squeaked a small silver kitten.
“Whoa, Frost, be careful with Danger,” whispered Milk as the silver kitten licked her brother viciously. Frost immediately stopped and sat down. She looked at Milk and squealed, “When do we continue?” Milk replied, “Now. Come on, we don’t want to freeze!”
Milk led the kittens for a few more minutes, until he heard Danger rasp, “I’m tired.” He immediately skidded to a halt.
Danger stretched and lay down. Frost came rushing up to his side and sat next to him.
A brown kitten climbed through the group of his siblings and looked at Milk. “Can we sleeps?” he stammered.
Milk responded, “No. It’s too cold out there, Cocoa.”
Cocoa looked down and padded to Frost and Danger.
Then, a black kitten emerged, her red eyes gleaming in the dark. She asked, “How far?”
Milk stretched down and answered, “About 20 meters, Night.”
Night nodded and went to the back of the group of kittens. Suddenly, Danger sat down and stated, “I’m ready.”
Milk let out a sigh. “Then it is time.”
Night squeaked through the dark, “I need to continue traveling!”
Cocoa nodded absently as the kittens ran to Milk’s side, matching every leap and every step. Suddenly, a young white one rushed in front of Milk.
“Snow! Wait!” called Milk, but Snow wouldn’t stop. Soon, a kitten identical to Snow followed her brother, and Milk called, “Ice! Halt!”
Milk picked up the pace, but he couldn’t catch up. Soon enough, an owl swooshed down and picked up the twins. Milk watched in horror as it flew across the sky, its hooting barely audible through the squeals of Snow and Ice.
Milk yowled as if he were in agony as yet another owl swooped down and picked up Danger. Furious, Milk leaped into the air, slashing at the owl’s white feathers, but it didn’t do anything. With a loud thud, he fell onto the snow, watching hopelessly as the three kittens were carried out of sight.