Jason's POV
I just wanted to get away. There was a thought that was constantly nagging me, biting my brain.
What if there are more?
I had always heard stories about the alternate dimensions, such as My Little Pony(want a story about that? Well check it out on Wattpad! There are so many good crossovers!) and Warriors.
I used to think that the stories were just legends, until my friends and I found a portal to the world of MLP.
If there are more, then I need to find them, and save them. Herobrine is attempting to take over alternate dimensions. Luckily, we saved Equestria from falling into his wrath.
I quickly rushed out of the house, knowing there would be somebody following me, no matter what I do.
Turns out that "somebody" happened to be all of Team Crafted.
"Where are you going, Jason?" Adam asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
"We need to save them." I whispered, falling to my knees.
The seven will come, among the stars, in the clouds, the silent stepped, the squirrel's fur , the leaves on the trees, the mud, and the sun. The golden will defeat the deep water's greatest threat. I heard in the back of my head.
I shrugged away the thought, standing up. Or trying to. My head started throbbing, and next thing I knew, I was unconscious.
-Le time skip of birth, cause gross!-
I opened my eyes, seeing a cat hunched over me.
Wait, a CAT?
I looked down, seeing two paws.
I looked back up at the cat, who just seemed to notice me.
"Oh, you opened your eyes!" The cat, who seemed like a girl, exclaimed.
"Y-yeah." I replied shakily.
"I think I'll name you… oh! I know! Spacekit!" She said.
"I like it… but what's your name?" I said.
"Oh, sorry. I'm your mother, Cinderheart. Your father is Lionblaze." Cinderheart said.
"Do I have any littermates?"
"Yes, but they haven't opened their eyes yet. Do you want to help name them?"
"Yeah!"
Wow, naming my own siblings!
I looked at the first of my siblings. It was a tom, with a white pelt, and black ears. It reminded me of the sky, with clouds and space above.
"He reminds me of the sky."
"Why?"
"Well, his pelt looks like clouds, which are in the sky, and his ears remind me of space, which is above the sky."
"So, Skykit?"
I nodded.
"I like it."
The other kit was also a tom, and when I was trying to think of a name, he yawned, making no noise, then opened his eyes, standing up. He padded around the Nursery, inspecting the other queens, the older kits, yet he made no sound. It was dead silent.
He also had a black pelt, with a white belly.
"I've got it! Deadkit!"
"Deadkit?" Cinderheart asked, confused as to why I would give such a cruel name to him.
"Well, it's dead silent when he walks…" I explained, embarrassed.
"Oh! I understand now! I like it!"
"So I'm Deadkit?" A new voice, belonging to Deadkit, sounded out.
"Yup. And I'm your brother, Spacekit! That's our other brother, Skykit."
Skykit yawned, very loudly, may I add.
He opened his eyes, them widening after seeing us.
"Hi Skykit!" Deadkit said cheerily.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Deadkit."
"And I'm Spacekit. We're your brothers."
A wailing then interrupted our conversation.