I will be going back through each chapter and fixing any mistakes or things that might have not made perfect sense. Still, a story written a second time will have its flaws so if you happen to find any more mistakes just let me know. Keep in mind that I started this story before the power of three was published and I realize that things are different with the clans now, however I am not going to go back through and have to rewrite the entire story to match up with the new series. Anyways, enjoy.

Light filtered into the forest from the glow of the half-moon. The lond, dark shadows stretched across the forest floor, reaching to cover the land in darkness. A breeze disturbed the small lake, sending ripples to the earth's shores. The granite stones shone with strips of silver from the limited light from the moon above.

Silently, a lithe shape appeared from within the trees, creeping stealthily towards the pond. The creature never broke stride as the grassy ground underpaw changed from the bristling grass to the rocky terrain of the water's shore. The shape drew closer to the pool, its eyes fixed on the ripples that splashed lazily against the shore's rocks. Other shapes appeared from the shadows of the trees, all gathering towards the pond. As one they all paused, silently watching the disurbed water. With the stance of sheer power, a single figure stepped out of the crowd and approached the glossy surface.

"Firestar what is it?" one of the waiting cats asked, drawing closer to the first figure.

Firestar gazed into the reflecting pool, his eyes seeing what the others did not. He was a very handsome ginger tom, the strips of moonlight lighting up his pelt making his fur glow like silver. His large, green eyes reflected wisdom and compassion, although now they were glazed over with fear and shock. The one who had spoken drew closer to Fireheart, her own amber eyes also watching the pool. This cat was a beautiful totoiseshell, her distinctive coat shone silver under the light from the moon.

"We...we must leave," Firestar whispered. He looked up across the pond where another cat sat quietly. She watched Firestar closely, and then nodded.

"Yes Firestar, we must leave," she said, her voice whispering across the pond. Her coat was blue-gray, tinged with silver around the muzzle.

"But why so soon Bluestar?" Firestar asked, sitting up from his croaching position. Bluestar looked around to the cats that were gathered around her and then stood up, speaking. Her voice was now louder, carrying farther than just Firestar's ears.

"No Firestar. It was generations ago that the clans were led to their new home. It is time to leave once again."

Murmers broke out at these words, cats whispering amongest themselves and to their nieghbors. Three more cats stepped out from the crowd, padding slowly towards the pool. In the lead was a large tabby tom, the muscles under his well groomed fur rippling as he took each step. Behind him walked a dark ginger she-cat, her eyes wide with excitment. She was quiet a bit smaller than the tom and she seemed to have an air of playfulness about her. These two walked close together, afraid to lose one another in the large gathered crowd. Just behind them another cat followed, coming at a slower pace. This she-cat had a tortoiseshell pelt and brilliant green eyes. Her build was similar to the tom but not quiet as big.

The tom stopped at the edge of the pool staring at Blustar in confusion.

"The clans have been here for a long time, but way leave? We brought them to a good place and they thrive," he said. The ginger she-cat beside him nodded while the tortoiseshell glazed at Bluestar in hopes for an answer.

Bluestar watched the three cats, her eyes glazed over with simplathy and understanding.

"I know what this must mean to you Bramblestar. You, with the help of your friends, were able to bring the clans to safety at last. Never did your thoughts weaver to complete the task that StarClan gave you so long ago, despite the hurt that you all went through."

Bramblestar stiffened at these words and his head slowly bowed as the memories returned. The ginger she-cat drew closer to him gently licking his shoulder. She glanced at Firestar lookng for answers.

"Do the clans have to go?" she said quietly. Firestar stared at his daughter sadly.

"Yes," he said quietly. "We do not have the power to stop what is coming." The ginger she-cat looked down into the pool, anguish reflecting in her eyes. "We all know of the sacerfices that you went through as you traveled to the sun-drown-place, not once, but twice. Though Stormfur and Feathertail run with the Tribe of Rushing Water, they have always visited from the terrain of the mountains."

Bramblestar thought over these words, his gaze seemed lost in memories. The tortoiseshell she-cat stepped forward to address the others.

"Where will the clans go?" she asked. Bluestar opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a cat from the crowd.

"That is still unknown, even to us."

A large white tom with huge jet black paws stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Bluestar. The tortoiseshell she-cat dipped her head in respect at his approach.

"But Blackstar, if even we do not know where to go, how can we lead the clans to safety?" she asked. Blackstar turned to her, meeting her questioning gaze.

"I cannot answer that Twanypelt," he said. Blackstar glanced to Bluestar who shook her head.

"Where they are to go is not clear to any of us. Their path leads to darkness, a place that I cannot follow."

The pretty tortoiseshell that stood by Firestar stepped forward.

"We may not know where the clans are to go but one thing is certain, we cannot stay," she said. Many cats in the crowd nodded at her firm judgement. Firestar turned to her, sadness appearing in his gaze has he looked at the beautiful tortoiseshell.

"But Spottedleaf we cannot leave the clans," he said. "They would panic.

The cat called Spottedleaf turned to address the former ThunderClan leader.

"Yes but we have no choice. We must go."

The urgency in her voice did not go unmissed. Slowly, all of the cats in the clearing stood as one, Bluestar also standing on to her paws.

"It is time," she said solemnly. Bluestar turned to the awaiting forest, lifting her head as a soft breeze twisted through the air. She breathed in the unfamiliar scents of a new place that they would arrive at. All of the cats in the crowd turned to follow the blue-gray she-cat into the forest when a yowl stopped them in their tracks. The crowd parted to allow four cat forward.

They each held and air about them, commanding respect from all of the other cats. Heads bowed as the four padded up to Bluestar, their gaze traveling over each cat. In the lead was a large bluish tom, his yellow eyes fixed on Bluestar. Following him was a sleek black tom and a small husky gray one. Bringing up the rear was a lean yellow tom, his tail streaming out from behind him like a banner.

"StarClan has always told the clans what is happening all around them, even from the beginning, it was StarClan who had first instructed that there would be four clans in the forest. Are we to leave them in the dark to their doom?" the blue tom asked halting just in from of Bluestar. The she-cat was silent, her head slightly bowed. "You know what could happen."

Bluestar nodded.

"Yes Thunderstar, I know," the she-cat said. Thunderstar studied Bluestar, his yellow gaze watching her with curiousity. He finally dipped his head in acceptance and then retreated back to the other three.

"Do what you think is right Bluestar. We will all follow," the sleek black tom spoke up. Reasured, the cats in the clearing moved closer to Bluestar, ready to follow the she-cat to where ever she might lead them. She turned to lead them away and found herself face-to-face with Firestar, the tom's eyes alight with determination.

"I will stay."

The clearing was silent, all eyes watching Firestar. Bluestar stood, take aback by her former apprentice's forcefulness, but she quickly regain her compostier.

"Firestar if you stay you would never be able to follow. The path that we are to follow has many twists and turns and never again would you see us. It would be impossible for you to return," she said. Firestar swallowed slowly and then nodded.

"I know," he said. Bluestar studied him for a moment, looking for an answer to Firestar's strange request.

"You think it cruel," she said quietly. "That we leave. You think that we would be deserting them."

Firestar stared at her evenly, unafraid of what Bluestar might say at his accustion. Bluestar bowed her head sadly.

"I wish that we could tell them, but we cannot. We don't know where we are going and so how are we to tell the clans? How are we to show them where they are to go?"

"But to leave them…" Firestar faltered, wanting answers.

"They will know that we have left and will follow. Their hearts will guide them," Bluestar paused. "If it helps, though I am unable to see what lies in the near future, I do see them arriving at the light, safely home."

With her final words still ringing in the air, Bluestar pasted Firestar and disappeared into the forest. The cats in the clearing followed, a few glancing back to where Firestar stood. The shadows became still once more as the last cats departed and Firestar found himself alone. Slowly, he walked up to the pool and gazed within the misty waters.

He had to tell them. He had to try…