No! I didn't do better this time! I am so sorry, it's just been that I've been so busy. School, activities, other stories, sister taking the computer, etc. However, the last day of school was last week, so, I'm freer then before. However, this is the last chapter that I have managed to find online - and even then, only half, one of the reasons this chapter has taken so long - , so updates should be sooner, but they might not.

However - woah, I'm saying a lot of 'however's - if you would like to type up the chapters and PM them to me, that would be great. Just don't put it in a review! That would be crazy long, and I wouldn't get to see all of it. And you don't have to do it, but it would be really helpful. The chapters would definitely be published faster.

Dustpelt will be coming in in this chapter, thanks to the people who told me to. That is actually part of the reason this chapter has taken so long. If there are others you want me to bring in, just ask. If I like the idea, I will.

fotifail12 - No, I will not be bringing in Lionblaze, Jayfeather, and Hollyleaf. However - another 'however'! - I might bring in others.

Night of Starclan - Great idea! The credit to that idea goes to you.

Thank you to all others who reviewed. I do not own Warriors, as I am not more than one person.


"So who's reading next?" Brambleclaw questioned.

The cats all stared at each other.

"Umm... How about Tallstar? He hasn't read yet." Leafpool suggested.

"Alright," the WindClan leader agreed, taking the book from Sandstorm. He started,


"So that's why you were kicking me!" Sandstorm exclaimed. "Another hunting dream!"

"I was not!" Firestar protested.

"Yes, you were," Graystripe mewed, amused.

"May I carry on?" Tallstar asked, annoyed.

At their sheepish nods, he continued,


"Of course we were," Sandstorm said smugly, "The early cat catches the mice."

Firestar and Graystripe looked ready to protest, but at Tallstar's glare, the two toms shut their mouths.


"Ah, adrenaline," Squirrelflight sighed.

"Such a beautiful thing," her mate, Brambleclaw, added.


"It's good to keep Tigerst- claw waiting," Firestar muttered, hurriedly correcting himself.

He avoided Redtail's curious gaze.


"A sandy hollow," Brokenstar muttered to his deputy, "Remember that. We might be able to get some young apprentices from there. Maybe even some kits who snuck out to watch."

Blackfoot nodded, though he was uneasy about it. He may go along with his leader, but that didn't mean that he liked it.

Neither of them noticed Firestar, Sandstorm, and Graystripe's eyes on them. Having been around for when the kits were taken, they suspected what the exchange was about.


Brambleclaw glanced at his old mentor in astonishment. "Tigerclaw trained you? But I thought tha-"

"She did," Sandstorm interrupted him. "Just later on."

"And yes, I received the first part of my training from Tigerclaw and Lionheart," Firestar told his old apprentice.

Squirrelflight stared at her father, as did Leafpool. They hadn't known, and now... they didn't know what to think.

The present cats stared at the future ones in suspicion. "You thought what?" Bluestar questioned.

"Nothing, it will be revealed later on," Firestar told her, nodding to Tallstar to continue.


"Great?" Firestar yowled, unable to hold himself in this time. "As if! You dirty, foxheart-"

He was unable to continue as a total of five different tails found their way into his mouth.

"Quiet, old friend," Graystripe muttered.

The present cats stared at them.

"What are you hiding?" Oakheart muttered. "And why do I get the feeling that we want, and yet do not want, to know?"


"You dirty, foxhearted, ..." Graystripe found himself repeating what his friend and leader had said, continuing on around Leafpool's tail. How dare Tigerclaw try to take over his training! Lionheart was his mentor, not him!


"Of course not," Brokenstar sneered. "He is a dirty kittyp-"

Tallstar continued reading, ignoring the bundle of fighting cats - consisting of all the future cats, but Firestar himself, who contented himself with watching proudly, and the ShadowClan leader - behind him.


"Good, for a kittypet," Crookedstar and Blackfoot both muttered. No one noticed that they spoke in unison but Redtail, who gaped at them mentally.


"Do not trust him!" Brokenstar yowled, as best he could, from his ever tumbling position. With a series of hisses, the cats he was still fighting renewed themselves with more strength and attacked even more ferociously.


The fighting cats broke apart to listen.


"Which should be ShadowClan's territory," Brokenstar meowed from where he was licking his wounds.

"Never!" All the Thunderclan cats, both present and future, yowled, leaping on him.

Yowling as well, Blackfoot leaped into the fighting, defending his leader.

Tallstar read on, once again ignoring a bundle of fighting cats.


The fighting cats broke apart, each clan separating, hissing, to separate sides of the clearing, ShadowClan to the west and ThunderClan to the east. RiverClan, sitting to the north, and between the two, fidgeted nervously. WindClan, to the south, glanced at the two clans, then at RiverClan, but otherwise ignored them. Tallstar read on.


"We've got spirit, yes we do, we've got spirit, how 'bout you?" Oakheart chanted.

At curious looks, he protested, "Come on, you know, the kit song? The one every kit learns and cheers when they watch play fighting or do it themselves?"

"Yes," Leafpool said slowly, "But why are you, RiverClan's deputy, doing it?"

Tallstar read on to spare what dignity the cat had left.


"They should be ours!" Crookedstar hissed angrily.

Bluestar opened her mouth to retaliate, but was interrupted by ThunderClan's future leader, "Enough! Don't you remember what happened last time?"

Tallstar, sensing the tension, continued.


"As it should be," Redtail purred, smiling at his future clanmate.


"Not knowing about Fourtrees!" Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight exclaimed in unison. "The horror!"


"He was just explaining," Bluestar murmured. "Do not curb his wanting to help his new friend."


The present cats smiled in remembrance, but the future cats sighed in longing. "It has been what seems like forever," Graystripe moaned.


"We. Are. Awesome!" Deadfoot cheered.


"They are quite right," Brokenstar purred, well, coldly.


"Ugh! KIttypets are terrible gossipers!" Graystripe exclaimed, remembering his time as one.

"You see now why prey is so precious," meowed Lionheart. "Why we must fight to protect what little we have."


As it did now. The cats all stared at Firestar, while he did his best to stare at himself, in shock.


"It did and still does," Sandstorm purred, nuzzling her mate.


"Never!" All the ThunderClan cats spat.


"Very good!" Bluestar mewed, impressed.


"Didn't stop you!" Firestar mewed venomously under his breath.


"It is you that did not," Firestar finished.

Redtail, having caught both of his sentences, stared at him in puzzlement.


"ShadowClan," Squirrelflight mewed, disgusted, "Yuck!"


"Not quite," Blackfoot muttered, properly guessing where they were.


"Double yuck!" Squirrelflight exclaimed, "ShadowClan and the Thunderpath!"

Sandstorm whacked her kit over the head with her tail. "Honestly, what happened to you manners? I know that Firestar and I taught you some, as did Dustpelt! Have they disappeared?"


Firestar sank down to the ground heavily, remembering Cinderpelt. What had she thought when she realized what was happening? How scared had she been?

Sandstorm, realizing what was going on in his head, pulled his shivering body close to her. Laying down next to him, they began sharing tongues.

Leafpool pressed close to her sister. Squirrelflight pressed back. It was hard to see their father like that.

Brambleclaw and Graystripe, knowing that they would all be alright, nodded simultaneously to Tallstar, telling him to continue.

He did so, but kept sending glances to the four cats. What had happened?


"Not," Graystripe muttered, remembering the tunnel underneath.


"Not," Squirrelflight muttered, remembering her journey with the other cats, both with all of the clans and with out.


"Good call," Bluestar muttered.


Tallstar was about to continue when a crashing sound filled the air, before all was silent. The cats looked around, startled.

"What's going on?" Crookedstar asked warily, standing up slowly.

"I don't know," Bluestar remarked, doing the same.

Then, the noise started up again as a dark brown tabby tom fell from the sky. Well, not fell. It looked like he was being lowered and had no idea of what was going on. Indeed, they realized that the crashing sound had been yowling so mixed up that not a mew was understood.

Then, the cat landed and they were able to distinguish words. "-tail, I can't believe you! And don't even try to deny it! There is no reason for you to kick me, and yowl in my ear, and kick your nest all over me whenever you sleep! And you have a mate, too! Why isn't Brightheart defending me? But no, she says she doesn't know what's going on! But how? You share a nest! It is unbelievable, Cloudtail! And I intend to discuss this later, when Ferncloud isn't waiting for me to go hunting with her!"

And with this, the cat spun around from where he had been yowling animatedly at Blackfoot - who was looking quite startled - and marched straight into a tree.

Groaning, he stumbled back. "Where did this tree come from?" He grumbled, staring at it.

"It's been there all along, Dustpelt," Squirrelflight managed to choke out. Her and Brambleclaw had been rolling on the ground, laughing their heads off.

"Wha- Squirrelflight?"

Now, Leafpool hurried forward. "You didn't hurt yourself, did you?" She asked anxiously.

"Leafpool? And no, no I didn't. But I'm confused. What is going on?"

"Yes, what is?" Blackfoot asked angrily. "What in the name of Starclan were you yelling at me for?"

Dustpelt spun around quickly at the familiar voice. "Blackstar!" He gasped, causing the future cats to face-paw and the present to gape. "I thought- I thought you were Cloudtail! I'm sorry, I just,"

"Enough, Dustpelt," Firestar said, sighing. "And take a closer look at that cat. What is different?"

Dustpelt - for that was his name, the present cats realized - spun around again to stare at the ShadowClan deputy. "He looks... younger. Not as old. And," here he frowned, "not as many scars. Hey! The one that tore up your ear is gone! But how? I gave you that!"

"You tore up my ear?" Blackfoot cried. "And are you calling me old?"

"Yes, yes," the ThunderClan warrior meowed distractedly, circling him. "Firestar, what is going on?"

"It is simple. We have been sent back in time by StarClan to read books about me with the leaders and deputies of the Clans from before I joined ThunderClan."

At this, Dustpelt stopped his circling. "You mean... Blackstar is still Blackfoot?"

"Yes, exactly," Firestar said, amusement creeping into his mew as he looked at Dustpelt's fearful voice.

"And I don't suppose he knew?"

"No, he did not."

Dustpelt nodded, muttered something that sent Squirrelflight and Brambleclaw into fits of laughter again - Dustpelt said sorry! - and took another look around.

When his gaze fell on Bluestar and Redtail, he raced right for them. "I don't believe it! It's so amazing! I can't believe I get to see you again!"

Redtail purred at his future apprentice's enthusiasm but mewed gently, "We are from way before Firestar came. You and Sandstorm are still kits in our time."

Dustpelt hesitated for a second before replying. "It doesn't matter. It still gives me more time with you."

Redtail smiled at his response, then told Tallstar, "You can read again."

Nodding, the WindClan leader did just that.


Dustpelt inched over to Firestar and muttered, "I apologize for my behavior back then."

His leader waved it off and said, "Sandstorm already apologized for both of you, and it doesn't matter. That is in the past, same as us."

Dustpelt smiled, relieved, and went to sit next to Redtail again.


"And you did," Sandstorm mewed proudly.

"Yes," Firestar said, "But you are still the best hunter in the Clan."

She purred in pleasure.


"Graystripe," Bluestar groaned, "No need to provoke them."

The tom's jaw dropped, "Me? They started it!"

Tallstar quickly read on when he saw Firestar, Dustpelt, and Sandstorm readying themselves to join in.


"Always!" The ThunderClan cats from the future yowled in unison, unable to hide in their respect and pride for their leader and old deputy.


"Firestar!" Graystripe cried.

"Sorry!" He protested.


"Wait, hold up," Squirrelflight said. "Going is a great honor? Since when?"

"Since... I don't know when it started or stopped," Firestar mused. "But back then, it was."

"It isn't now?" Crookedstar mewed, surprised.

"No," Dustpelt said, shaking his head. "Now, most of the Clan goes. Especially if you are a new apprentice or warrior."


"I love those," Graystripe groaned.

"Now," Firestar laughed, "But that's because of the Three B's."

"Three B's?" Bluestar questioned.

"My kits," he groaned, "Blossomkit, Bumblekit, and Briarkit. Never a quiet night with them."

"But in the old days, we longed for adventure," Firestar sighed.

Tallstar, sensing a story coming, read on.


"Thank you," Bluestar mewed, smiling at the compliment.

Firestar nodded, but inside he was squirming. How would his old leader and mentor react when she found out about Tigerclaw? Would she go back into her state? And if so - or not - how would she react to reading about her state?

Dustpelt, Graystripe, Brambleclaw, and Sandstorm, guessing what he was thinking about, glanced at Bluestar worriedly. Redtail, catching it, asked Dustpelt quietly, "What is it?"

"Nothing."


"Yeah," Squirrelflight said, grinning, "Like, the first one since they became one."

Those who hadn't done that glared at her.

She asked innocently, "Yes?"

Tallstar rolled his eyes and continued.


"That hasn't changed," Brambleclaw mewed, amused.


"Thank StarClan," Bluestar breathed.


"Normally what he went through hadn't just happened," Firestar muttered darkly.


"Wrong thing to say," Graystripe said sadly, remembering Tigerclaw's reaction.


"Tigerclaw," Redtail said sternly before turning to the future cats. "Does he get better at mentoring?"

"No," Sandstorm meowed.

Redtail and Bluestar nodded, sighing.


"Graypaw!" Bluestar exclaimed, looking at Graystripe.

"What are you looking at me for?" He asked, "I'm Graystripe, not Graypaw, remember?"

All the cats rolled their eyes.


"Ooh! Ooh! Pick me, pick me!" Brambleclaw cried, mimicking Squirrelflight from when she was an apprentice.

"Hey!" Said she-cat protested, "That was seasons ago!"

Everyone else chuckled quietly.


"Yes, come on!" Blackfoot urged. He and the rest of the nonThunderClan cats were leaning forward, anxious to learn some of their secrets.


"Good job, for a kittypet." Crookedstar grunted, before apologizing at their looks, "Not many would know that. It was a compliment."


Redtail and Bluestar both shook their heads, resigning themselves to this kind of mentoring from the tabby.


"Hey!" Dustpelt objected, "Firestar learned quickly!"

"Although, Sandstorm will always be the best hunter," Firestar mewed proudly.


"Told you," Dustpelt mewed.


"If only I hadn't said that," Firestar moaned. "Tigerclaw only said more to Ravenpaw for that."

"It wasn't your fault, it was his," Graystripe pointed out. "He should've known that, as Ravenpaw's first battle injury, it would be bothering him."

"Yes, but still..."

"Forget it, Firestar," Bluestar mewed gently. "Graystripe is right."

Firestar hesitated, then nodded.


"Kittypets can learn, if we let them," Graystripe mewed, remembering Millie, his mate.


At this, everyone laughed.


"They always do when you say that," Oakheart sighed, smiling.


"I agree with Oakheart," Deadfoot mewed, also smiling. "Trying things out for real always perks up apprentices."

"No matter what clan," Brambleclaw added.

"No matter what type," Leafpool put in, remembering her apprentice days and Hollypaw and Jaypaw's.


All of the cats leaned forward, eager to hear how he did. The nonThunderClan cats also wanted to find out how he did it.


"My first kill," Firestar said, sighing happily in remembrance.


"You already were," Bluestar told him, "I gave you an apprentice name, and assigned you a mentor. Granted, it was two, until you could get a permanent one, but still."

"Thank you," Firestar smiled.

"That's it," Tallstar told everyone when they looked at him to continue.


Done! That is the longest chapter yet, both in time making it and in length. Now, I was planning on having a surprise for you all in this chapter. However, if I did that, it wouldn't be up until tomorrow. So, I will bring in Ravenpaw next chapter. If you want me too. And yes, he will be from the same time period as all the other future cats. So... review! Tell me what you think about the first chapter in fanfiction that has ever taken me five days to complete!