Prologue:

"That's not how prophisies work, Bramblestar. You have to figure them out." hissed the StarClan she-cat.

"Be gentler on him, Yellowfang. You know he's only just become leader."

"I thought Spottedleaf was gone, Firestar. No need to fill in for her."

"Never speak of her in that way! Don't forget that I convinced Bluestar to save your mangy old flea-covered tail back in the old forest."

"But- what is 'There will be death, and one will save all.' supposed to mean?" hissed the tom, his amber eyes glowing under the light of the stars.

"I told you! You must figure that out yourself!"

"Just beware. That's all. StarClan light your path, Bramblestar." it was a new voice, but Bramblestar recognized it on hte spot.

"Firestar! Yellowfang! Hollyleaf! Come back!"