` Cinderpelt wasn't the only one who was reincarnated into another cat's body after the deadly fight with the badgers...

DO NOT OWN WARRIORS :3

The great badger's claw came down on my flank. It teared through my flesh, pain searing across my body, like claws of fire. A silent gasp escaped my lips as I collapsed onto the stone floor of the hollow. A river of blood flowed from my new wound. Helpless, I was slowly dying in my own pool of blood. The pain was unbearable. I could hear my brother shouting my name, begging me to get up.

"Sootfur, don't leave me!" Rainwhisker yowled. I tried to tell him, but I couldn't make a sound. I tried...

I'm sorry, Rainwhisker, I thought silently. I'm sorry, Sorreltail, Willowpelt, and Whitestorm. I'm sorry to Sorreltail's kits, being born right now, for them to not know their uncle. I'm sorry.

A brief flashback came to me. It was my warrior ceremony. The mixed emotions came back to me. Excitement, fear, determination, pride...

"Sootpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect your Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

"I do."

I kept my promise, ThunderClan. I protected my Clan with my life. I'll miss you when I go to StarClan.

StarClan...

I let go. I gave up. Everything was gone. The pain was gone. My life was gone. I was dead, but not in StarClan.

I stood up and stared at my own dead body. It was the worse feeling I had ever felt. I watched the shocked gazes of cats as they looked up from the battle to stare at my corpse. Rainwhisker's loud, grief-filled wail echoed through me. So, now I am a StarClan spirit. My body is dead, but my soul is still alive.

I slowly turned to look at my fur. I blinked, and a dull pang of alarm tingled through me when I didn't see stars in my pelt, but instead, just a faint outline of glowing fur.

This is it, I thought. I'll never share tongues in this hollow again. I'll never wake up to birds singing cheerily again. I'll never touch the waves from the lake as they reach up to grab me, ever again. I stared at my paws. My life was so short. It ended so fast. My death was so fast...

"Sootfur?"

I looked up to see the medicine cat, Cinderpelt. Just like me, she had no stars in her pelt, but instead just shining fur. She was dead, too. She stared at me with hurting blue eyes.

"Cinderpelt?"

"Come with me."

I obeyed. I followed the medicine cat's spirit through the blazing battle. I just walked right through it, as if it wasn't even there. Like cats weren't even fighting for their lives, their future, their kin. Cinderpelt lead me into the nursery, where a huge, gaping hole was torn into the wall. My sister was laying on the bed of moss, staring with grief in her eyes. I followed her gaze and it landed on Cinderpelt's blood-stained body.

Looking back at the medicine cat, I saw she was staring at me. She beckoned with her tail to follow. I padded closer to her. She leaned in to murmur into my glowing ear. Her whisper was barely audible amidst the screech of the battle.

"Do you want another chance, Sootfur?"

I didn't even have to think about the question. "Yes."

"Follow me."

She turned to look at Sorreltail's newborns. Gently, she bent to touch noses with a small gray she-kit. Cinderpelt's shining spirit vanished into the air. The tiny gray kit squeaked loudly. Half-heartedly, Sorreltail licked the top of its head to soothe her.

More confused than I had ever been before, I just gulped. I bowed my head and touched noses with my sister's little gray tom kit. Swirling darkness swept me away into unconsciousness.

Alright! I have the Prologue up. The Allegiances are the ones from Sunset. I'm too lazy to post it in a chapter, but if you really want me to, review it or something and I will. I hope you enjoy! R&R! :D ~Scruffs