That night Firestar yawned, stretched on the Highledge, and looked up at the full moon that glowed. It's almost time to leave. I guess we could leave early. It wouldn't hurt. He called Brambleclaw and the signaled forward Lionblaze, Dovepaw, Cinderheart, Ivypaw, Hollyleaf, Berrynose, Thornclaw, and Graystripe. Leafpool and Jayfeather joined them and they left. A few minutes later they were on the island. RiverClan was already there and the scent of WindClan was close behind.

Firestar jumped onto the Great Oak and climbed up to his branch. "Greetings, Mistystar. How's the prey running?"

"Great, thanks. What about you?"

"Fine."

Momentarily, Onestar joined them. At that point, it was almost time for the Gathering to start.

"ShadowClan is fashionably late again," Onestar growled. Firestar and Mistystar nodded in agreement.

"Should we start?" Mistystar asked.

"Let's wait a bit longer," Firestar responded. At these words, the scent of ShadowClan wafted to their noses.

Blackstar padded over and climbed up. "Let the Gathering begin!" He yowled once he reached the top. "Also I wish to speak first. I have something very important to say." He turned to the other leaders for approval. Firestar nodded. Blackstar let out a slow exhale. "On the way over we saw a weird looking Monster Bird. You know, those things that Twolegs fly in?" Everyone nodded. "Well, it looked weird and it reeked of dog. We don't know what it was, but-"

Blackstar was cut off by a low hum. It slowly grew louder. A dark shape descended from the sky. "Is StarClan angry?!" yowled a WindClan apprentice.

Someone responded with, "Maybe, but this is unheard of!"

Blackstar responded to that remark with, "That's the thing I told you about! Everyone get out of the way!"

Everyone started to scatter and yowled in surprise and fear. The thing landed and a white dog wearing a black and purple Twoleg fur jumped out. "Greetings, loyal subjects! I am Queen Sweetie!" it said.

Firestar stared in horror. What in the name of StarClan is going on? He looked at the other leaders. They looked terrified, too. Firestar cleared his throat. "Welcome to our humble home 'Queen Sweetie.' What can we do for you?"

"Right now, I want to know who is currently in charge of this place." The strange dog replied. "Is it to assume it is you?" She looked directly at Firestar. The look on her face was unreadable.

"Umm... I'm the leader of ThunderClan, Mistystar is the leader of RiverClan, Onestar is the leader of WindClan, and Blackstar is the leader of ShadowClan. We are in the middle of a Gathering right now, so if you could come back afterward, we could discuss this."

Sweetie glared at him. "I don't think so. Now that I'm here, you four are no longer in charge. And you are no longer in separate clans. You will serve me as one clan called," she stopped for a moment to stop and think. Then she gasped excitedly. "called SweetieClan! HAHAHAHAHA! **snort**" All the cats below exchanged confused and worried looks.

Blackstar's lip curled into a snarl. "No way! You want our territory, then you'll have to fight us for it! and it doesn't look like you have backup!" With these words he yowled and sprang for her. Sweetie was fast, though. She let out a shrill bark and some mechanical Twoleg thing popped out of her back. It held a sharp object. When Blackstar approached, the sharp object stabbed his side. Everyone gasped, but no one was more surprised than Blackstar. He collapsed, dead. Sweetie smirked

Sweetie smirked. "Anyone else?!" she challenged as she shook blood from the knife. Everyone shook their head frantically. "Gooooood." Sweetie smiled. There was a low moan coming from Blackstar and he slowly staggered to his paws. "What?! I killed you!"

There was a low moan coming from Blackstar and he slowly staggered to his paws. "What?! I killed you!" Sweetie cried.

"I still have three lives!" Blackstar growled. His side was still oozing blood. He knew better than to attack again, though. Sweetie glared at him. Then she turned to everyone.

"You will all do as I say, or you'll end up like your friend here!" she announced. "Now for my first command. Build me a throne out of twigs, moss, and leaves." Everyone stared at her blankly. "You know, a place for me to sit and bark orders at you all!"

Everyone knew better than to resist. They instantly got to work. Littlecloud instantly rushed to Blackstar's side and started treating him. Sweetie watched, impressed. "You! What's your name?"

Littlecloud looked up. "Littlecloud."

"Are there more like you?" Sweetie asked.

"Yes. Mothwing, Leafpool, Jayfeather, and Kestrelflight." When the cats heard their names they turned in Sweetie's direction.

"Good," said Sweetie. "I want you guys to be in charge of healing the sick and injured."

"But we already do!" Jayfeather pointed out.

"Silence! Did I ask for you to speak?"

"Well, no."

"Then don't talk. Just do what I say!"

Firestar, Mistystar, and Onestar exchanged looks. They were sharing the same thought: This was going to be worse than when BloodClan tried to take over the old forest.

However, Firestar was thinking something else, as well. Is this where that prophecy comes in?