This is my longest chapter yet! Thanks for waiting, guys. Enjoy!

Leapool felt unsettled by something. At sunset, the clouds seemed to be splashed with blood. Warriors of StarClan were falling out of Silverpelt. And now, she couldn't sleep, for her dreams were filled with blood, darkness and chaos. Just as she was about to lap up a dose of poppy seed, a voice echoed in her mind.

Medicine cats, we need your help. Bring at least two able warriors to the Moonpool immediately. We are under attack. The usual ominous echoing that followed a prophecy was cut short by a screech of pain. Leafpool shook her head, then ran into the warriors' den. Everyone stared at her.

"Everyone! I need you to accompany me to the Moonpool! StarClan is under attack!" When they still stared, Leafpool said, "I'm serious! StarClan is going to be driven out, and there is no more territory around the lake for them!"

They still looked at her with a blank expression on their faces. Leafpool rolled her eyes. Warriors were supposed to be smart. "Fine then. Sandstorm, Thornclaw, Ashfur, Squirrelflight, apprentices, everyone! Get ready now, or suffer the consequences!"

Within a few minutes, the other fighting patrol was ready. They rushed up the hill, meeting up with all the other medicine cats. As they approached the Moonpool, Leafpool saw that it was stormy-looking, even though the night was clear. Littlecloud glanced at her, mouthing the words, not good. Leafpool nodded.

Then Barkface yowled, "Everyone, lap up the water." Leafpool only pretended to, then padded over to Mothwing as soon as everyone was asleep.

"Mothwing, please try!" She begged her friend. "We need you up there, you have warrior skills too!"

"But what if I can't dream?" Mothwing said, looking as frightened as a kit.

"You have to! For StarClan, for your Clanmates, for life as we know it! At least try, for me?"

Mothwing shook her head and started to walk away. "I'm sorry, Leafpool. I just can't."

Leafpool turned away and padded down to the water. She touched her nose to the starlit pool and fell asleep.

Blinking open her eyes, she saw the battle. Horrible cats she only recognized from stories, like Scourge, who murdered Tigerstar and tried to take over the forest, Darkstripe, who almost killed her friend Sorreltail, and even the mountain-cat Sharptooth were beating the starry warriors. She prayed to StarClan for good luck, and then flew into battle.

A huge cat with a collar of teeth pinned her down. She struggled, but he wouldn't let go. She felt the studded collar dig into the back of her neck... Then two cats with twin flame-colored coats flew at the attacker and drove him off.

Leafpool got up, catching her breath. She turned and saw Firestar and Squirrelflight standing side by side.

"Are you all right?" Her father asked her, looking younger and stronger than she had ever seen him.

"I'm fine."

He nodded and then ran right back into the battle.

"Leafpool, do you know where Feathertail might be?" Squirrelflight mewed. "We might need the Tribe of Endless Hunting's help."

"No. But we can go looking."

They ran through the starry forest. Soon, they came to a land filled with mist. Eyes were shining through the darkness.

A dark cat came to them. "Who are you and why have you come?" He asked.

"We are Leafpool and Squirrelflight, and we need help. Do you know where Feathertail might be?"

"I'm here." The beautiful silver she-cat padded up to them. "Do you need me?"

"We need your help. StarClan is under attack, and we need the Tribe's ancestors to help us drive off the attackers."

Feathertail looked uncertain. "I can try, but I don't know if they would help."

"Okay then. Please come if you can."

After saying goodbye to Feathertail, The two sisters ran back to StarClan's territory. Some of the forest cats had fallen to the ground and were fading away. But all that could fight were still battling fiercely.

Leafpool spotted Bluestar, Mistyfoot and Stonefur taking Sharptooth together. She leaped at the mountain-cat, clawing at it. Then quick as a rabbit, she darted away. Eventually, they tired out the giant cat and it ran back into the shadows.

Then, another group of BloodClan cats arrived, with their long reinforced claws sharpened sharper than the sharpest thorn. Leafpool found herself battling a light brown tabby. She clawed and bit, but then the cat prepared to give the death blow. She closed her eyes, then...

A loud battle yowl filled the clearing. The fighting stopped for a moment, and Leafpool saw the Tribe's ancestors in all their shining glory arrive to drive off the invaders. And then the battle raged on, harder and faster than she had ever thought possible.

Leafpool escaped to the edge, and she spotted a dark tabby pelt, the cat was halfway transparent, but Leafpool was sure that it could only be two cats: Brambleclaw or Tigerstar. Then she recognized Yellowfang, the former ThunderClan medicine cat, calling to her.

She hurried over to the gray she-cat. "Yes?"

"Okay, Leafpool, all the medicine cats, StarClan or not, are taking care of the cats back in the forest. The StarClan cats will come back when they recover, but to all the others, the wounds are real."

"So... I have to take care of all the cats in all the five Clans?"

"Everyone who fought in the battle. This will be a greater challenge than any medicine cat has ever faced before."

"I know, and I'm ready."

"Good." The wise she-cat nodded and led Leafpool to a sheltered clearing with a starlit pool in the middle.

"Jump in."

Leafpool obeyed and leaped. To her surprise, she didn't get wet at all. She was just falling... And falling...

She woke up again at the edge of the Moonpool. The scent of blood and fear and bitter herbs was everywhere. Leafpool quickly darted to the first wounded cat she could see. It was Whitethroat, the ShadowClan warrior that had died on the Thunderpath in the old forest. She quickly sniffed him over.

As she was looking for cobwebs, she felt a cat nudge her. It was Mothwing, her paw plastered with sticky white.

"Even though I cannot help StarClan," the golden she-cat said, "I can help save lives here in the forest."

Leafpool gave her a swift lick on the ear and took the cobwebs. Then she turned back to the wounded cats. Sure, she could only fight with marigold and poppy seed, but she would do her best.