A/N: Whoooo! Ten chapters! :D

That makes this story the longest-running of any of my current fanfics. So far, anyway. xD

Shocked whispers and gasps rippled through the FAST crew.

"What?!" Skidmark exclaimed.

"No way!" Burn gasped.

"White Shadow..." White Shadow whispered.

Whiplash took a step forward so that he was standing eye-to-eye with Firestar. He looked aggravated, his blackish fur bristling and his eyes smoldering. "Look, I don't know what you're trying to pull, but I find it highly unamusing."

When Firestar didn't move out of the way, Whiplash unsheathed his claws. "All right, you're asking for it - "

"Whiplash, no!"

Turbo lunged forward, almost knocking the crew's leader out of the way. Whiplash stumbled backwards; for a heartbeat he looked startled, but then his eyes narrowed into dangerous slits. He rounded on Turbo, his tail lashing.

"Do you have anything to do with this?" he demanded.

Turbo hesitated, his stomach tightening. Should I tell him about the prophecy?

"I said, do you have anything to do with this?" Whiplash repeated.

Turbo sighed, nodding. "The ThunderClan cats... they need our help."

More shocked whispers came from the FAST crew.

Firestar took a step forward, his green eyes round. "You... you know about the prophecy?"

Turbo nodded, flicking his tail in the direction of the gray tabby medicine cat. "Jayfeather told me about it last night," he explained.

"Would somebody please tell me what's going on?!" Chet burst out from beside Burn. His ears were flat to his head, and his eyes were wide with confusion.

Turbo turned to his brother, letting out a small sigh of defeat. There was no chance that they would make it back home today. Who knows how long we'll be here now?

"Jayfeather's ancestors came to him in a dream and told him that seven unusual strangers would save ThunderClan." he explained.

Smoove glanced around at the rest of the crew. "There are seven of us," he commented.

Chet groaned. "I knew I shouldn't have gotten into that machine!"

Skidmark's ears flicked up. "Unusual? What could've given them that idea?"

Whiplash stepped forward, glaring at Firestar. "This so-called 'prophecy' is nothing but a load of nonsense. There is nothing, and I mean nothing, that could make me agree to stay here."

Firestar blinked. "We'll help you get home once it's been fulfilled."

Whiplash hesitated, glancing from the FAST crew to the ThunderClan leader and back again. Before he could answer, Turbo stepped forward.

"We'll do it!"

Turbo ignored Whiplash's glare as Jayfeather, Brambleclaw, and Firestar let out triumphant purrs.

We have to help these cats.

We need all the help we can get.