XoverMasta: HEY ALL NEW STORY!
Firestar: Again.
XoverMasta: Shut it, I'm keeping you alive be grateful! *Clears throat* Okay now, before any of you can be like 'What the heck!? You're in high school and you read this type of book!'
Firestar: Hey!
XoverMasta: Sorry… but your book is meant for pre-teens… Anyways if you do, Imma just say that I read a lot of books in a wide variety! You name a book and I probably… might've read it. :D
Firestar: *sigh* It's true. She just finished reading 'Remember Me'
XoverMasta: *nods* It was a great book… But back to Warriors, this idea was crammed into my head when I read the final (or so I thought) book of the final series… again don't make fun.
Firestar: Please, me dying… again was not fun.
XoverMasta: *Rolls eyes* Anyway back to my idea—I thought to myself… what if Firestar's whole life was a dream. He is part of two prophecies right? So I thought I could make his power to 'foresee' the future—which he did do on multiple occasions!
So I hope you guys enjoy my first non-crossover.
This will be strictly Firestar/Rusty/Firepaw/Fireheart + Sandpaw/Sandstorm. He can't change the future too much now can he?
I do not own Warriors, I although do own the story-line… I think.
What in the Name of StarClan
"Firestar!"
Pain all he felt was pain.
His vision was clouded with red, and a tired sigh escaped him.
This is it.
He felt a something gently prod him, the sweetest scent in the world filling his nose, Sandstorm.
"I told you not to waste your final life," she whispered, her voice heavy with emotion.
He opened his mouth to answer, but no words came out. At this moment all he wanted to do was to rub his face against hers, and bathe in the scent of her soft fur… But even he knew he was dying, the shapes of the forest slowly began to blend together.
"He didn't waste it." He heard Brambleclaw—Bramblestar say.
His chest filled with pride for his old apprentice, even as he felt Sandstorm sadly lick his fur.
"Fire will save the Clan," Leafpool whispered hoarsely.
Yes… Fire… he thought, peace slowly filling his mind. I will become fire… Then he closed his eyes, allowing the familiar darkness to swallow him…
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Am I in StarClan? Firestar shifted. No… There's no grass, no smell of trees…
He opened his eyes, the sudden light blinding him momentarily. He blinked, and slowly the awareness settled…
Holy StarClan.he thought, his mouth falling open in shock.
He was in his old Two-legs house.
"I must be dreaming." He muttered, his eyes swinging back to his nest.
His old bowl was still there, the rabbit droppings looking as pleasant as ever. Near it the scratch marks he made as a kit were still edged into the wood floor a tail length or so from his nest.
"I must be dreaming." He repeated, running out of the cat door.
This isn't happening.
He skidded to a halt, his eyes opened wide.
"Holy foxdung." He gaped.
In front of him was the forest—the undamaged forest, with a skinny Smudge on top of his fence smiling down upon him.
"Hey you're new right!" Smudge yelled, his tail swishing from side to side. "My name is Smudge, what's yours?"
DONE!
So yeah, he basically is starting all over!
And if you know or not—probably not since this is my first Warrior fanfiction, my prologues are incredibly short… and I mean incredibly…
But anyways… REVIEW PLEASE!
Tell me if you want me to continue or not… can I at least get five?
-XM