In my latest dream, I stood right outside of AngelClan. I felt that my body was...different. I looked at my paws, which were ridiculously big and had pure-black claws at the end. Not to mention, my normally orange paws were marked with long black stripes.

I was much bigger in this dream; I was possibly a new creature entirely. What did this have to do with my hunger for violence?

Then, I saw a light grey tom wandering towards the Border River that separated AngelClan and RainbowClan. Suddenly, the hunger for his blood took over every thought, and I felt stray twigs snap under my rampaging paws, leaping over the river and taking down the small tom with a slam of my new paw.

My claws grazed the tom's neck fur, and he looked at me with desperation. The thrilling part was of the chase was over, and too easy. With my much bigger jaws, I took his entire head in my mouth and snapped his neck with ease.

I was tearing him apart, letting blood run into the river, when I smelled his Clanmates coming. Suddenly, I was no longer a big cat-beast, but I was in my own body again. Hearing them coming closer, I turned my back to the dead tom and ran back to my territory.

"Tigerpaw! Everyone needs to be awake!"

"Wha? Why?" I groaned, looking at my brother.

"Something really bad is happening." Gorsepaw gulped. "I don't think Butterflystar is happy with us."

"Did Blackpaw nearly drown in the river or so-" I stopped walking before I could finish my joke, staring at the sight before me.

Butterflystar was staring daggers at all of us, holding back tears as she stood before a mangled grey corpse that I recognized all too well. It was the tom in my dreams.

Oh n-no, this can't be real!

There was a grey tom with black swirls standing next to her, as well as a skinny orange she-cat. I felt like pissing myself, and I realized that I was slowly walking backwards into the dirtplace.

"This was not an attack from a fox or a badger." Butterflystar clarified. "I know this because the body stinks of AngelClan scent. Starlingstar, I'm sure you weren't aware of this, but the killer still comes from your Clan."

"I..." Mom looked like she was staring at a ghost.

"Perhaps there's still some cat that hates me here, but that is no reason to murder my son." The grey tom snarled. "Vixenstar's mistakes were not my son's."

Once I got into the dirtplace, I immediately squeezed into an opening and ran out of camp. I can't believe I killed another cat, but how?! Does this usually happen?!

"Tigerpaw?"

I turned around to see my Dad approach me, gently resting his tail on my back.

"I'm...so sorry you had to see such a horrible tragedy." Dad explained. "Dead bodies are not usually so mutilated, and he's in StarClan now. But the killer is in AngelClan, and we'll have to reinforce each den with trustworthy cats guarding."

I'm the killer...

"I'll watch the apprentice's den as often as possible." Dad reassured me. No, don't! I could kill you!

"T-Thanks Dad." I managed to say, tears rolling down my face. He pulled me closer, and the brief silence was broken by a voice.

That was just a test of your strength, beautiful. Soon, we can kill Arin and his mates, and then we can kill that stupid Blackpaw, and then Briarpool-

"I need some t-time alone." I whispered to my Dad.

"Okay, just please don't stay out for long." Dad pressed his nose to my forehead, and rushed back to camp. I looked at the sky.

"What in the name of StarClan is your problem?" I spat angrily at the voice. "That poor RainbowClan apprentice didn't do anything wrong!"

I was met with blood-chilling silence, and I knew that I needed to tell AngelClan the truth. I ran back to camp, where the RainbowClan warriors were gone. Mom was still in the same spot, frozen with shock.

"Mom, I need to tell you something." I told her. "I-"

Suddenly, I lost the will to speak, and I felt painful vibrations in my head. After several seconds, I lost the ability to breathe, staring at my mother in horror.

"Tigerpaw? Do you know who did it?" Mom demanded. "It's OK, you're safe now. You can whisper it."

"I-I...I'm just scared, that's all." I lied, terrified of what had just happened to my body. Mom's shoulders were less tense, and she wrapped me in her warm embrace.

"That's what you needed to tell me? Well, any normal cat would be scared." Mom sighed. "Trust me dear, this doesn't normally happen. But AngelClan and RainbowClan will be super vigilant from now on, I can promise you that you'll be safe."

Those words, 'this doesn't normally happen,' shook me to my very core. All my life, I was convinced that the voice screaming for bloodshed was normal, and I was more than willing to pursue it in what I thought was a dream.

I decided to go to sleep early, and I saw Arin, Dad, and Thomas watching guard in front of the apprentice's den. I decided to fall asleep, wanting to get to the bottom of this.

Instead of waking up as a cat-beast near the Border River, I woke up in a very dark and sinister forest that I couldn't recognize. How far did I leave camp?

"You're in the Dark Forest, you mouse-brain. At least you have your looks."

"It's you!" I snarled. "You're that StarClan-damned voice that's ruining my life! Come out and show yourself!"

"Don't be so rude, we're going to be close for a long time." The voice spoke. "My name is Insanity, and I'm you're assigned Demon...you're not even going to ask what that is?"

"I told you to come out and show yourself." I growled.

"I don't have a physical body, you twit." Insanity snapped. "Listen, you are a Morph, and every Morph has a Demon. A Morph is a cat that takes another form to wreak havoc on everything around them, and a Morph is created when their parent does something bad to another Morph."

"My parents would never hurt anyone, they're loving and accepting cats!" I protested.

"Your mother killed Vixenstar to save her Clan; Vixenstar took the form of a fox and her Demon consumed her every thought." Insanity explained. "Demons are created by the Dark Forest, and no Morph has been able to defeat their Demon...so you might as well give in and let me do my job."

"Over my dead body, bitch." I growled, turning around.

"It would be our dead body, I can't wait to transform you into a tiger again." Insanity purred. "And there's nothing you can do about it."

I started hissing and screaming my loyalty to AngelClan, determined to fight off this Demon. Just because she can control my body, doesn't mean that I'll give up hope. After all, Mom stopped a Morph before. And she could kill me if I appeared to be a threat to AngelClan.

...I hope.

Ryder's POV

"Ryder!"

I heard my owner call out for me, followed by something else I couldn't understand. She had taken me out to play in the field, but I had different plans. Some weird dream-cat had told me about two parents that really wanted to love me, and I would make many friends if I followed them.

I had been content with my Longpaw for the few moons I've lived, but the dream-cat was offering me treasures beyond my wildest dreams. All I had to do was 'follow the river.'

I followed the body of water until the field was replaced by forest trees. I saw a brown and white tom and an orange tom with black paws leaning towards each other under a tree, and I stopped in front of them.

"Are you two my parents?" I asked. The dream-cat never told me if the parents were cats or dogs...

The brown and white tom gave an amused purr and whispered something to the orange tom for a few seconds, then the former smiled.

"If you'd like us to be." He said. "Fireflight, I think StarClan helped things work out after all."

"It really was meant to be, Marquis." The orange tom leaned in, and I had decided to call him Orange Dad and call the brown tom Bi Dad because of his two-colored eyes and pelt.

Orange Dad and Bi Dad both got up and told me to follow them back to their home, and when we got there, I was being stared down by dozens of cats.