"You...you have to be completely insane!" Darkpaw meowed, starting to feel breathless. "There's no way any of that could have possibly happened! I don't believe this..." She trailed off, staring into the distance. She swore she saw a black shape streak across the sky. Silverstar interrupted her thinking. "I don't understand either. Now, I think you should leave," she said, sounding troubled. Darkpaw was almost positive the WindClan leader was insane. She had always known there was something troubling her soul, but it couldn't possibly go this far.
Darkpaw didn't respond to Silverstar. She slowly left the camp, feeling the leader's intense gaze on her back. Darkpaw was almost back to ThunderClan territory when a sudden, strong wind picked up. She gasped in surprise, losing her balance. She glanced up at the sky, and another dark shape raced across her vision. The shape slightly resembled a cat, but it had strange things growing out of it. At least, that's what it looked like. The dark shapes only stayed a moment before vanishing as quickly as they had come.
One figure, though, seemed to get closer to Darkpaw. She tried to back away from it, hyperventilating with terror. Whispers came with another sudden burst of wind. "They are gone and lost and dead, though the words have not been said...they have not yet been spoken, but everything around is already broken."
Weight settled inside Darkpaw's head. Unblinking, she stared at the approaching shape. It came toward her slowly and unsteadily, yet somehow it had the flawless grace of a hawk. Darkpaw just barely managed to whisper before everything conquered her. "StarClan...please don't take me yet...I need a chance to live..."
The dark mass in front of her was made of shadows, swirling shadows that swallowed all light around them. Two bright red orbs faded into view, resembling eyes. A pair of shiny black wings formed from somewhere inside the shadows. The shape was a cat, one that looked demonic and evil. However, Darkpaw thought she saw a flash of regret inside the red.
This can't really be happening.
That was the last thought Darkpaw had before the world around her faded, replaced by darkness.
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"Flamefang, I don't understand anything about this. How did I get here? How did you get here? Where are we, anyway?" Darkpaw mewed. There was no more emotion left for her to feel. Every thought, every action, had become a dark blur of nothingness.
"We were both brought here by pain, Darkpaw. That may be all I can say right now," Flamefang whispered to the young she-cat. "But, I do have something else important to say. Look at those trees over there," he continued, gesturing with his tail. Darkpaw saw trees in the distance. They were charred and dead, but there were green leaves on the branches.
"Go and find yourself, Darkpaw. Go search the forest, and don't come back until you know who you are," Flamefang said, his voice like a swift river.
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Sorry I'm probably confusing you to death, and sorry this is one of my shorter chapters...but I'm trying to build a plotline that makes sense and hopefully it will eventually xD
thanks for reading