Hello, hello and welcome back to my story. Hope you are all enjoying this, and you probably are, since your still reading this. So I might not be able to update the next few days, as I try to think of a plot and do other stuff. So yeah.

Tansyfang - Well yeah, Jayfeather is better as a medicine cat but him being a warrior would be good for the plot. Or so I hope.

PikaBolt101 - Thanks and sure I'll read your '60 one-shot challenge' when I get the time.

LavenderCrystalOfRoses - Maybee...maybe. XD

hollyleaf is cool - Yeah I've been thinking about that too. But I don't really think its required for her to have one. But if any of you could suggest one maybe I could put it in if my brain agrees.

I do not own Warriors.

Clearing the Fog

Chapter 10

Death. That was what Jayfeather saw, death. The foul stench of it entered his nostrils as the sight of dead cats covered the ground. Pools of blood lay everywhere as the limp bodies of cats, their insides pulled out of their wounds that split open their skin, covered the ThunderClan camp as the dens lay in ruins. Jayfeather felt sick looking at it and started to wonder who could do such a thing. He moved forward, trying to search for anyone left alive, but with each step his hopes started to drain. It was impossible to move without stepping on blood, and the red liquid soaked his paws.

He could see the frightened expression on the dead cats faces. Faces who were all familiar to him. They were the faces of his clan mates, which he used to live with. But now they were dead, but why?

Suddenly a patch of white fur, soaked in blood, caught his eye and he stood in fear as he knew who it was. At first he just looked at the white cat, which lay sprawled in the distance, but he soon pushed away the fear and slowly padded towards it. Eyes close, as he wished that it wasn't true.

But ones he stood in front of it and opened his eyes, his heart broke into a billion pieces. There, lying in front of him was Rose. Soaked in her own blood as it leaked from a large wound on her side. Her blue eyes were open as he looked at her, and he could tell that there was still some life left inside of her.

He could feel tears streaming from his eyes as he tried to hold back himself from bursting into tears. Looking at her like this just made him sad, to the point that no one could describe, for he knew that he was supposed to protect her.

"R…Rose?" He choked, unsure that if she still had enough energy to reply.

"J…Ja…Jayfeather…" She barley manage to say as she had trouble breathing. "W…w…why?"

"Why?" Jayfeather repeated confused. "Why what?"

"W….wh..y…d…did… y…you..d…" She wasn't able to finish her sentence as she took in her last breath while her sole faded away. It left her body on the ground as she stared at him with open eyes.

Jayfeather couldn't believe what he was seeing and lashed his tail in anger. Letting out a loud yowl, he cried out to the skies, demanding the one responsible for this.

"Well that was really sad, but I'm glad she's finally gone since she kept on interrupting my plan." A familiar sinister voice said from behind. Jayfeather couldn't believe what he was hearing. The voice, which told him all the lies. The voice that tried to bring him down. The one who killed his clan mates and Rose. The voice that was in his head, now stood behind him.

Thinking quickly he turned around, claws unsheathed, ready to attack him when he suddenly saw something that he could not believe.

Right in front of him, smiling evilly, with his, blood stained, claws unsheathed and eyes tearing through his skin, was the a gray tom with blue eyes, himself. He looked at the cat and knew that there was no mistaking it, it was him. But how?

"Supriesed?" Jayfeather heard him say. "Well you should be?"

"But…" Jayfeather said dumbstruck. "But, how?"

"Well I guess you do deserve an explanation." The cat said circling him. "So, I'll give you one and don't worry it will be plain and simple. You see, Jayfeather, I am your dark side. The result of all your jealousy and hatred, which you always hid away. I was forming up inside your mind, hiding in my little corner till I find the perfect time to strike. Till the day I could bring you down with your own sadness. You have had control of this body long enough, now it's my turn."

With that, the cat pounced on him, sending him on the ground as his claws dug deep. Jayfeather let out a yowl of pain as he tried to escape but he felt weak, like a mouse caught by a cat. The pain grew more intense till he couldn't handle it anymore. He didn't know what to do as he saw the cat bringing his claws to his neck, ready to swing it for killer blow. It was all over now; there was nothing Jayfeather could do. He might as well….

Jayfeather sprung up from his nest as he sat there panting. He looked around him to see all his clan mates sleeping peacefully in their nest and Rose sleeping right next to him. 'It was all a nightmare.' He thought to himself. But the nightmare he had was all too real and he wished that he would not have it again.

As he tried to lie down again, so that he could continue his sleep. He noticed a slight pain on his shoulders. He looked towards them, and what he saw made his blood cold.

His shoulders were bleeding and by the looks of it, they were caused by claws. Jayfeather then remembered the nightmare and thought. 'Maybe it wasn't a nightmare after all.'

"Are you okay, Jayfeather?" Rose asked as they walked through the forest. Rose and Jayfeather, along with Dovewing and Ivypool, were on patrol near the WindClan boarder. The only problem was, Jayfeather is lagging behind.

Jayfeather was way behind the other cats, as he dragged his tail on the ground. This made Rose worry and she padded towards him, as they continued to follow the other two warriors. She could see the lazy look on his face and that his usual blue eyes were now blood shot red. His movement was stiff and it looked like he was having a really hard time walking.

"Are you alright?" She asked him, noticing a wound on his shoulders. "Because you look terrible." She added, not wanting to ask him about the wound just yet, since she heard that Jayfeather could sometimes spat out on you when you asked too much question. Although she never saw that side of him, and doubted if he will ever be like that to her, she still took caution.

"Yeah…" He said before giving a long yawn. "…I just didn't get much sleep last night. Had a terrible nightmare."

"Oh…" She said looking at him concerned. She could tell that he was really tired and hoped that he would have enough strength to finish the patrol.

"Don't worry." She said reassuring him. "You'll get enough time to sleep once we get back from this patrol. In the mean time you can lean on my shoulder, so you can rest that tired head of your while we walk."

Jayfeather smiled at her and nodded. He then lay his head on her shoulder as they padded near the border. Rose purred as he did this and she blushed slightly, but luckily no one was there to see it. Although she didn't tell anyone, she was starting to have feeling for Jayfeather. It started small when they first met, but now it has grown. She just hoped he feels the same for her.

The rest of the patrol was uneventful and soon they were prepared to head back to camp. But they were stopped in their tracks when a familiar arrogant voice called to them, from the other side of the border.

"Is ThunderClan so desperate for warriors that they assign their medicine cat for border patrols?"

Hope you enjoyed that chapter, let me know in the creviews. So yeah, won't be able to update for a while, but once I do I will see you in the next chapter.