You asked for it - and here it is! Nothing Will Stop Us, the third book of the Feather and Snow series. I will be writing the prequel after this. I am extremely busy, especially since school has begun, so don't expect me to be updating that often. However, on the weekends I will have plenty of free time, so expect at least one or two chapters on the weekends.

Featherstar's POV

"Hm." Featherstar stared down at her deputy, Cloudfall.

"So what you're basically saying is that you want to investigate DarkClan's past?"

"Yes." Her white-furred mate nodded. "Recently, DarkClan has been acting strange. Last Gathering, StarClan requested that we retell the story of how the three Clans: SunClan, DarkClan, and IceClan were formed. They requested this in order for the three Clans to bond closer together, especially since the battle drew us apart." He looked up at Featherstar to make sure he was listening.

"Please continue," she requested.

Cloudfall nodded. "Anyways, so we told the story: There was once a big Clan called ElementClan. There were three leaders in ElementClan - Sunclaw, Darkpelt, and Icefeather. One day, a huge rebellion brewed up inside the Clan. Cats disliked the fact that there were three leaders, so each cat in the Clan chose sides. It was either you joined Sunclaw's side, Darkpelt's side, or Icefeather's side. War broke out, and this continued for many moons. Eventually, StarClan appeared from Silverpelt and ordered the fighting to stop. ElementClan broke up into three other Clans."

Featherstar continued Cloudfall's little 'story'. "During the Gathering, while us three leaders were telling this story, Dawnstar seemed unusually uncomfortable. When we mentioned the part of how all three Clans were formed from ElementClan, she almost squeaked."

"I think DarkClan is hiding something." Cloudfall concluded. "I believe that maybe, somehow, we could find out more about their past, and if they really were once a part of ElementClan."

"I will think about this," Featherstar mewed, scratching her chin with her tail.

Cloudfall dipped his head. "Thank you."

"You are dismissed," she meowed. Once her mate disappeared, Featherstar sank back down into her nest.

So many things had happened ever since she arrived just in time to see Snowsong slump to the ground, flicker a few times, and then disappear.

It was five moons later. Cedarstrike was dead, Mistbreeze was expecting kits, Sorrelfall had just joined the elders' den, and Snowkit and Duskkit were close to apprenticeship. All was well.

At least for the rest of the Clan. Inside Featherstar's heart was sorrow and regret. Regret that she didn't make it on time to save Snowsong from Larkflight. Regret that she hadn't really trusted Cedarstrike and actually felt sorry for him. But there was also confusion in her heart. Snowkit was no longer spunky, no longer adventurous, just like Snowsong used to be. She was now quiet and calm. Mature. She had her sights set on becoming medicine cat apprentice. All communications and connections with StarClan had been cut off. Hollycloud and the rest of the medicine cats reported this a few moons ago.

Featherstar searched for the right word that described her life.

Despicable...no. Too negative.

Hmm.

Mysterious.

Featherstar mouthed the words, seeing if the word fit well with her tongue.

She decided it was the best.

"How mysterious my life is," she meowed aloud.

Snowsong's POV

The furry paw continues to shake my body.

"Wake up, please." An enchanting voice floats through the darkness. "You're going to be late!"

Late?! My eyes fly open. I hate being late. Standing right in front of me is a beautiful she-cat with soft, cream fur and warm, amber eyes.

"Oh, great, you're awake." The she-cat smiles seductively at me. I blink and take in my surroundings. I appear to be in a small little den with hanging lichen, just like Featherstar's old den, and soft moss covering the floor. A small pool is in the back, and my nest is sitting on a smooth rock.

Featherstar. Is she safe? I know that Cedarstrike is dead, while I was floating in darkness I saw his brown tabby body float away. He must have done it for the good of life. If so, life better be good in the Clans. After what happened...the Clans better have a peaceful life. I can only hope.

"Am I...alive?" My voice is not recognizable; it is much more deeper, with a sense of power, of authority.

The she-cat laughs a soft, tinkling laugh. "Of course you're not, Darkstar!"

Darkstar? What the hell is wrong with this cat? Can't she clearly see that I have a WHITE pelt, not a DARK one?!

Even so, I quickly glance down at my pelt to see that it is jet black. Oh no...

"D-Darkstar?" I stammer in my deep voice. I swear that this voice is getting very familiar.

The cat frowns. "Thats your name. Are you receiving memory loss?" she teases, padding closer towards me.

"N-no," I quickly push away from this she-cat. If my prediction is true...

"Who are you?" I ask, looking straight into those amber eyes. The cat's cheery expression falls.

"Do you - do you remember me?" she meows sadly. "Do you...do you remember anything?"

Of course I do. My life has been made up with horrors, sadness, betrayals...how can I not remember that?

"Er, yeah, yeah, I do." I quickly brush off some moss on my pelt with my tail. "How could I forget?"

The she-cat smiles. "Then you'll know that my name is Verity, and that I was a rogue that you saved. You brought me to StarClan, when the rest of the Council didn't want me."

Boom! There it is. What I have been predicting is definitely true.

I am stuck in Darkstar's body.

Forever? I hope not. But the question is...

How?

How am I, Snowsong, a cat that has died way too many times, and has been saved too many times, alive?

And how in the world did I get in Darkstar's body? Maybe its a sign...a sign from StarClan. That I need to find out more information about Darkstar. Dig deep inside my brain for his memories...his thoughts...hmm...

"Well?" Verity prompts, flashing me a seductive smile once more. "The evaluation? You know, the soul can't wait forever."

"Oh, yeah, right." I quickly scramble to my paws, brushing off the remaining pieces of moss on my pelt, and I walk out of my den.

Its cool outside. Freshly-grown grass stretches out for fox-lengths and fox-lengths. I hear the satisfying 'crunch' of the grass crumpling beneath my paw as I pad through the field. Verity strides before me, occasionally looking back and throwing me that same, seductive smile. I'm one-hundred percent sure that she has something to do with Darkstar's history. And I will eventually find out where she belongs in his past. Don't want to, but in my gut I know that I will have to.

"Here." Verity points with her tail at another little cave with hanging lichen. "I'll wait outside. After you're done," She steps close to me and intertwines her tail with mine. "Do you wanna go have some fun?" she whispers in my ear. Her breath feels cool against my fur, and she flashes one more smiles before I dash inside the den.

"Ah, Darkstar," Sunstar walks towards me, nodding warmly. Icestar just flicks her tail.

"Are we ready for the evaluation?" I meow in my rumbling voice. Sunstar nods. "Yes. The soul has been waiting." He inclines his head and points his tail at a certain direction.

"There he is."

I snap my head and look to see who Sunstar is looking at. My heart sinks.

Its Hawktalon.