Hello! I'm back, with a sequel! Yaaaaaay!
Disclaimer: Yes that's rift, I'm four people writing fanfiction about something I own (SARCASM IN CASE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE).
Dark times are coming, Ivystar.
Ivystar mewled in her sleep as she shifted, rolling on too her other side. Dark shapes flashed before her, so many cats, cats she had watched died in front of her.
Glowing red eyes, huge smiles, they lunged, as a familiar yowl pierced the air, one that had haunted her for moons. One that reminded her off a second battle, when they had all recovered.
"Cinderstrike!" the silver tabby called, looking around for the she-cat.
Dark times are coming.
Dark times.
Dark times.
Ivystar.
They are approaching.
StarClan appeared before her starry and iridescent. They looked at her with disdain, as a grey she-cat stepped forward.
"Dovewing?" Ivystar meowed, looking at her dead sister in confusion.
"Dark times are coming, sister." Dovewing meowed. "You have doomed us all with your reckless actions."
Ears flattened across the lines of starry warriors, as the words sunk in.
"I-huh?" Ivypool gasped wondering what her sister meant. "B-but..."
"You killed the saviours! The cats, with the dreams! You killed them all! They were prophecies!" all the cats of StarClan meowed at once. " they had too be living! You doomed us all!"
"B-but Foxshade!" the elderly she-cat meowed in a shocked voice.
"She was your punishment!" Firestars voice rang over to her. "For getting rid of the chosen ones!"
Her ears flattened. " I-I'm sorry!" she whimpered, as StarClan surrounded her.
They grew tall and dark, eyes fading, leaving only blackness, as agony started at her tail, and spread at once. The she-cat screamed until she choked and begged for mercy, but it went on, as a small voice whispered.
Ivystar, dark times are coming.
Shadepaw was floating in a clear pool, when a screaming and yowling suddenly started up. He sat up and looked around, trying to see who it was, but there was only him. The tabby apprentice swam over too the edge and got out.
"Hello?" he called, his voice echoing in the empty clearing.
Silence for however long minutes, moons, he couldn't tell. But when he turned back too the pool, it started up again, and became familiar.
"Ivystar?!" Shadepaw meowed, looking around again. There was a muffled tearing sound and it stopped.
Confused, he looked around, trying to figure out was going on. He was alone, in a clearing that went on forever. No one else was with him, as far as you could see.
"Shadepaw!"
More confused than ever, the tabby turned, to see his sister sitting beside him. She looked just the same as when he last saw her, light brown with black speckles on her back, amber eyes filled with warmth.
"Breepaw, I'm so glad to see you again!" Shadepaw meowed, nuzzling his sister. "Where have you been?"
Tears filled her eyes and she looked away. Her ears drooped and she sighed. "You wouldn't believe me, but Ivystar murdered me."
Shadepaw gaped at his sister, unable to believe her. "Ivystar murdered you!"
"I knew you wouldn't believe me." she replied.
"No, I do, but, how?! Why?"
She straightened up and looked at him. "I can show you," she meowed, "come on!"
She got up and led her brother to the pool and jumped in. Shadepaw hesitated, and followed her.
Five minutes later, the water slowly started to turn red.
"Shadepaw? SHADEPAW!"
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That last sentence does make sense.