*~Wow I finally Updated! Sorry for all of my fans, I've had dreadful writers block! But here is the one and only Jayfeather's POV, and something mysterious happens! I'm not going to tell you what it is though, you have to keep reading! Well this is a short AN, but Dinner is ready and I must eat! Everyone please review if you can, try to update soon. Thanks!~*

~Leo~

CHAPTER 8

Fire raged on all sides of Jayfeather, its burning tips lapped at his pelt longingly. Crimson light flooded all around the small clearing, the heat causing the blind Medicine Cat to squint his eyes from the burning sensation.

Lionstar and Hollyleaf stood in the center, standing as still as frozen water, either unaware or unconcerned of the inferno only mouse-lengths from them.

"Watch out!" Jayfeather hissed, why weren't either of his siblings moving?

Wait a second, none of this seemed right. None of this was real was it, Jayfeather could see!

"We can't be harmed Jayfeather" his sister's eery voice spoke through the blaze, "We're the power of three."

Jayfeather turned his head in confusion, "But so am I, and its burning my fur!" the fire had already tinged his whiskers. The golden leader stepped forward with dark crimson eyes that reflected the burning inferno.

"No you aren't Jayfeather" his voice whispered like a night's breeze, "You aren't part of the power of three, you have no purpose or destiny in this life."

"No!" this wasn't possible, of course he was part of the prophecy! "But I'm the one with the most powers" he hissed to his siblings, "Hollyleaf's powers are gone anyway, she hasn't been able to use them for the last moon!".

Instead of answering their distressed brother, Hollyleaf and Lionstar only stood still as rocks their eyes gazing forward straight into his blue ones. And then all at once their burning crimson eyes turned pitch-black, leaving Jayfeather even more confused than before.

"You aren't part of the prophecy!" Hollyleaf growled, baring her fangs.

"ThunderClan has no use for a blind, useless rat like you!" Lionstar hissed, bunching his muscles.

The two siblings leapt at their brother at the same time, but just before they reached Jayfeather, his sight changed to a deep black.

"No, stop!" he howled on the ground, it wasn't true! But soon Jayfeather realized that he wasn't where he once was, the scent of burning cinders was gone.

It was just a dream, Jayfeather sighed, making sure no one was around. The air was cool and crisp, the scent of night wreathed around the cool rocks, chilling Jayfeather's freezing nose.

The dream was so real, he could still feel the heat on his face from the fire. And the smell of burning fur was still faintly in the air, the young Medicine Cat had never experienced something so vivid.

"What are you doing up?" a meow sounded a fox-length behind him, coming from a once sleeping Flamestone.

"Oh sorry" Jayfeather meowed quietly, he was still so flustered.

"Well...." the ginger apprentice began, but trailed off into silence. Jayfeather was about to ask what was wrong, but he felt a small breeze drift through his fur, as Flamestone raced to the Medicine Cat.

"What in StarClan's name happened to your pelt!? And your whiskers! Their burnt almost completely off!".

The gray tom froze, he was actually hurt? If that was the case, then this was much more serious than Jayfeather had previously thought.

"It looks like you were in a fire" the small ginger tom looked his cousin up and down, "Jayfeather what aren't you telling me?".

Oh nothing, he thought sarcastically, I've just been having nightmares that I'm not part of the prophecy my whole life has been built around. Other than that there was nothing he wasn't telling Flamestone.

Sighing, Jayfeather knew he had to tell his supposed cousin something, or he would tell someone else. Sniffing the air to make sure no one else was in hearing distance, Jayfeather sat up.

"I had a dream" he meowed, "There was a fire surrounding me, and it burnt my pelt."

The Medicine Cat paused, as he realized how ridiculous it sounded.

"But it was only a dream" Flamestone hissed in disbelief, "How could something in a dream hurt you in real life?".

The puzzled Medicine Cat didn't know the answer to his question, but Jayfeather was going to find out one way or another. He was going to do as Spottedleaf and Yellowfang told him, Jayfeather was going to delve deep into his past.

And find out once and for all if he is part of the power of three.

Scarlet light flooded the deep basin, as the sun rose above the skies horizon. They had passed the center of the basin already, only the climb ahead stood in their way. Jayfeather moved through cats, searching for one cat in particular among the hordes of everyone.

I need to know more about my past, if he was going to find out anything important, then there was only one cat that could help him.

"Sandstorm!" the pale ginger queen was only a few tail-lengths ahead, padding alongside Graystripe. She turned her head and smiled as her grandson padded along the rocks towards her, Sandstorm would know about the clans past.

"Hello Jayfeather" she meowed happily, "What trouble are you causing this morning?".

Causing trouble wasn't the young Medicine Cat's priority right now, he had to learn who his kin was.

"No trouble" he smiled, trying to get on his grandmothers good side. "I was just wondering about my ancestors, I never really know who any of them are. And Leafpool seems to think it may help me care for ThunderClan."

Now that wasn't exactly the truth, but what was Jayfeather exactly supposed to tell her? Oh Hello Sandstorm! I want to know about our ancestors so I can know for sure if a prophecy that came when I was born includes me or not. But don't worry, It's nothing important!

"You don't remember the stories I told you three as kits?" the queen meowed with a smile, "I swear you and Lionstar kept me up half the night squealing about the old ThunderClan".

Jayfeather turned his head to the side, "I don't remember any of that. How old were we?".

He must have been quite young to have no recollection of ever hearing stories of the ancient ThunderClan.

"You can't have been older than a moon" the ginger queen stated, "I remember because Ferncloud just found out she was expecting kits, and it was right after Rainwhisker's death."

He never remembered Rainwhisker, but Jayfeather did remember Ferncloud moving into the nursery with Foxkit and Icekit.

"Well where shall we begin?" the ginger queen turned to Graystripe with a questioning glance.

The gray striped warrior thought for a moment, "How about Swiftbreeze? She was both of ours grandmother."

Jayfeather perked his ears, "You two are related?" he had never known that the senior cats were kin, who else in ThunderClan was related?

Sandstorm nodded, "My father Redtail and Graystripe's father Patchpelt were brothers. Swiftbreeze had two litters of kits."

The Medicine Cat remembered hearing of Redtail, he was ThunderClan deputy before Firestar came to the forest.

"And don't forget Leopardfoot" Graystripe reminded the queen, "She was my father's littermate."

"Oh yes" Sandstorm sighed, "She had just moved to the elders den when I was born. Leopardfoot was one of the most beautiful cats I'd ever seen, her pelt was as pitch-black as night, and as smooth and shiny as kit-fur."

Jayfeather smiled, he would have liked to have met her, but she died way before his time.

"Did she have any kits?" he meowed, while moving to the side to avoid a large shrub bush.

Instantly Jayfeather noticed tension in the air, had he said something wrong?

"What? What is it?" maybe Leopardfoot didn't have any kits, or maybe they died.

"She did have a litter" Graystripe meowed, "But two of them died."

Oh, perhaps that was why they were so tense about it.

"Who was the other kit?" he asked reluctantly, maybe Sandstorm and Graystripe didn't know.

Sandstorm cast Graystripe a nervous glance then turned to Jayfeather, "Her kit was Tigerstar, he was the only one in the litter that survived."

Rounding his eyes in shock, Jayfeather didn't know what to say. So Sandstorm was related to Tigerstar as well! That meant Jayfeather was in fact related to the dark former leader, just not in the way he expected.

Maybe that was a sign that Jayfeather was part of the Power of Three, he was the kin of the great leaders Tigerstar and Firestar. But so were Hollyleaf and Lionstar, it didn't mean anything.

Jayfeather was no where closer to finding the truth then he was before, but he will find the truth no matter what.

Trampling through the rough terrain, the blind Medicine Cat began to feel hopeless. There was no direct proof that Jayfeather wasn't one of the Power of Three, but there wasn't any to support that he was.

"If any of us isn't the one" he sneered, "Then its Hollyleaf."

She didn't even have her powers anymore for StarClan's sake! If that wasn't a sign from StarClan, then he didn't know what was!

A cold breeze drifted through the abyss, causing Jayfeather to pause on a large rock. The scoop out of the earth seemed so different then the rest of the surrounding landscape, so eery.

Jayfeather could sense that rain was coming, he didn't feel the warmth of the sun on his eyelids anymore. Standing on the boulder made Jayfeather feel at peace with the world, maybe he didn't even need to be part of the prophecy.

For all he knew StarClan gave him powers for a reason, if it was their choice to keep him important than that was their decision. Feeling better about the whole situation, the Medicine Cat began to travel by himself.

You could call it isolation, but Jayfeather called it silence.

Cats pestering him all the time begins to get annoying really fast, especially since he wasn't an apprentice any longer.

At least I have an apprentice, the gray tom smiled as he thought about Emberkit. She was still only four-moons old, but she acted like a full on Medicine Cat apprentice, and he was grateful for it.

Suddenly a scent drifted across Jayfeather's nose, it was coming from a far off distance.

Hollyleaf! Jayfeather could just sense his black furred sister further up the hill, she was arguing with Lionstar.

"If only I knew what she was saying!" Jayfeather hissed angrily, they could be talking about the prophecy after all! As he strained to hear from the far-off distance, Jayfeather began to wish more than anything he knew what they were talking about.

Then it happened. Out of nowhere Jayfeather felt his body go cold as Leaf-Bare, and then all at once it stopped.

"What in StarClan's name does that mean!?" a hiss came from Lionstar. So his brother and sister were traveling closer to him after all!

"Oh don't play stupid" Hollyleaf hissed, "Its no wonder Icestorm's mad at you! Don't you see what Poppyfrost is doing? She's trying to tear you two apart!".

Sighing at the sound of the two talking, Jayfeather opened his eyes to pad closer to them, but couldn't move. Instead his eyes opened and sight flooded into the Medicine Cat's vision. And that wasn't the half of it,

Jayfeather's fur wasn't the dark gray tabby pelt it was before, it was black.

I'm in Hollyleaf's body! But how was any of this even happening? One moment Jayfeather was longing to know what Hollyleaf was seeing, then the next moment he was! This is so surreal, Jayfeather was seeing whatever his sister was.

And if this in fact was real, then Jayfeather's power was evolving. But what was it evolving to?