Disclaimer: I do not own warriors.
So this idea came to me last night when I was sleeping. Hope you like it! :D
Every Fire Must Eventually Burn Out
A small gray tabby tom sat alone in his den. He blinked his blue, sightless eyes. The tom struggled to remain awake, but simply didn't have the energy. Darkness washed over him like a flood…
The tabby tom blinked open his eyes. He could see. Instantly he knew he was dreaming.
"We've been waiting for you, Jayfeather," A voice said behind him spoke softly.
Jayfeather slowly turned around. There before him was a large dark gray she-cat with a broad flattened face. He frowned. "What is it Yellowfang?" He asked a trace of annoyance in his tone.
"I've come here to warn you of something." Yellowfang rasped.
Jayfeather resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "It better be important."
"I wouldn't have if it weren't." She replied gruffly.
Jayfeather took a step forward. "Yes?"
Yellowfang cleared her throat. "Every fire must eventually burn out; there is a time of great darkness coming. Many will die and the survivors will drown in the blood of their companions. StarClan will cry out, only to be silenced. The time of fire is over." Her voice sounded odd, as if it weren't hers at all.
Jayfeather took a step backward and nearly tripped. "What does this mean!?" He sputtered.
Yellowfang fixed a hard glare on Jayfeather. "You're the medicine cat, that's for you to decide." She paused. "Only you can save the clans from total annihilation."
Jayfeather tried to speak, but he simply couldn't. He stood in complete bewilderment.
Yellowfang slowly started to retreat. "The time of fire is over Jayfeather, save the Clans from each other." The old she-cat repeated it once and then simply vanished.
"No!" Jayfeather yowled. "Tell me what I'm supposed to do!" He cried out desperately, but the dream was already fading to black.
Jayfeather jolted awake, and was greeted with darkness. Good, that meant he was awake. He slowly sat up. Every fire must eventually burn out…The time of fire is over. He recalled the ominous words of Yellowfang. Great StarClan what would he do?
Jayfeather stepped out of his den as he tried to think of a solution. He rammed right into another cat headed to the fresh kill pile. "Watch it!" Jayfeather snapped.
"Excuse me, Jayfeather?" The cat meowed.
Jayfeather felt his fur grow hot with embarrassment as he recognized the cat by its voice. "Sorry Firestar." He muttered.
"It's okay." Firestar meowed politely. "It's just I'm not the cat I used to be. I'm not quite so young anymore." Firestar continued walking.
Jayfeather stopped. And suddenly he realized what Yellowfang had foretold, the death of Firestar and the chaos that would follow.
Like it? Hate it? Remember to Read & Review!