Prologue
"She must follow her own path," The tortoiseshell she-cat snapped. "We can influence her."
"If we don't tell her, Spottedleaf, then she will surely do wrong!" A blue-gray she growled in reply.
"They are free to live their own lives, Bluestar."
"Bluestar, sheathe your claws. Spottedleaf, flatten your pelt," A flaming ginger tom ordered wearily. "We must let her live her own destiny. You've seen how she is. If she thinks that we are trying to tell her what to do or give her advice, she will do the opposite. However, perhaps we should tell her sister to convince her of her loyalties."
"Well spoken, Firestar," A light brown tom meowed, nodding to the former leader.
"What of the rest of the Clans?" Another tom asked.
"The rest of the Clans are in her paws," A messy looking gray she-cat said softly, touching a paw to the water.
"Am I needed?" A bald, sightless tom asked, looking at the starry cats. The messy she-cat shot Spottedleaf a furious look.
"What?" The young she-cat defended. "So, maybe I did call Rock, but you know we need him, Yellowfang. So does Dustpelt and the rest of the cats. We know the prophesy came from his time."
"No. No, it did not. I have no time, I am all the time," Rock said with a gusty sigh. "But I brought the cat who received the prophesy."
The arriving cat was a slender she-cat, white with glowing leaf green eyes. "The prophesy came to me, nearly a season after my Tribe arrived to the mountains and developed into the Tribe of Rushing Water."
"What did you see, Half Moon?"
"I was horribly depressed, staring into the stream. Jay's Wing had left me, but I learned then he didn't by choice. That he loved me. This is what I saw in the water." Half Moon shouldered past the lines of StarClan cats until she crouched in front of the pool. Slowly a picture began to appear, joined by words.
"There will be three, kin of the cat with fire in his pelt, who hold the power of the stars in their paws." The pool showed three cats, side by side. One was a power golden tom with amber eyes, beside him was a small gray tom with blue eyes, and on the far side was a sleek gray she-cat. "But There will be a fourth with the power of earth and sky, water and fire, and the deadly power deep within, who has the ability to silence all forever." Another figure appeared, padding behind the Three. This was a brown and white tabby she-cat, her amber eyes narrowed dangerously. She kept padding forward until she was walking right through the Three. All four cats disappeared with a ripple.
"So we were right. She is the one with the power to…To silence all forever." Bluestar rasped, her blue eyes wide with surprise. "But what is her power? Rock, you said before…"
"The power that all creatures once had. The power that all creatures have lost but a piece inside her dwells. The prophesy may speak of power over the elements or it may speak of power or communication between the dwellers of the elements."
"But…But if that's true, what dwells in fire?" Spottedleaf protested.
Firestar stiffened. "The two-legs…They control fire."
Rock nodded, looking pleased. "But beware, don't be wrong about her. That may or may not be her power. Being mistaken will cost all of them, and you, lives that can't be spared."
Together, the four cats can be a great addition to the forest. A powerful fighter to guard the Clans and it's cats. A cat to see what is to be. A cat to see into others and what has been. And a cat that knows what is. But separated, the cats can raise the dawn of the greatest darkness the Clans have ever seen. Only they can stop the darkness and bring light and hope. Without them the Clans will meet their destruction." Rock growled softly, causing all the cats to lean forward to listen to his words.