Okay! Here is Chapter 8! Why did Crystal chase Twilight away?...

Hazelpaw

Twilight stopped, his breaths were coming out in gasps. Hazelpaw had to drag his paws over to the fox. "What was that?" he asked angrily. His paws felt like they were going to fall off!

"Sorry," growled Twilight, "But… Crystal…why?" A look of sorrow filled the fox's face.

"What happened?" pressed Hazelpaw, "What did she say?"

"She said…she said… I belong with cats… that I wasn't really a fox… but more of a cat in a fox's body…"

"I'm sorry," whispered Hazelpaw.

Twilight forced a laugh, "Don't worry. Now, let me see." The fox looked around, "The way back to the clans should be this way."

Hazelpaw followed Twilight through the forest. Suddenly the forest was gone. A lump rose in Hazelpaw's throat. "It's that black stuff where that thing was on!" he exclaimed.

"Black stuff? You mean this thunderpath? Twolegs's monsters go on it."

"That thing I saw might have been a monster," thought Hazelpaw,"What's a Twolegs?"

"It's a creature that walks on two paws and has no fur except for the top of their head."

"It sounds scary."

"They are. Now come on." Twilight looked both ways, his ears trying to hear any sounds of a monster. "It's clear. You go across first. Hurry. A monster could come at any moment."

Hazelpaw took a tentative step onto the black surface. It felt hard under his paws. He took another slow step. "For the love of Starclan move faster!" snapped Twilight. When Hazelpaw didn't increase his speed, Twilight jumped onto the black surface and carefully picked up Hazelpaw by the scruff. Twilight ran to the other side of the thunderpath. Twilight dropped him on the ground, "You're so slow!"

"Sorry," whispered Hazelpaw, "Don't worry. I will be able to cross-hey look over there!" Hazelpaw flicked his tail to a spot further down the thunderpath. Three cats were slowly crossing. One was a white she-cat, another was a brown tom and the last was a black and white tom. The toms were on either side of the she-cat and were slowly leading her across the thunderpath. Hazelpaw could see that her stomach was swollen. "Wonder what's wrong with her?"

"I think she has kits in there," said Twilight. He began growling.

"What's wrong?"

"A monster is coming! I can hear it!"

Hazelpaw strained his ears but he couldn't hear anything, "I don't hear anything!"

"Come on!" cried Twilight, "We have to help them cross." Hazelpaw had a hard time keeping up with Twilight. The toms saw them coming and immediately went in front of the she-cat to protect her from the fox. "Come on!" cried Twilight, "A monster is coming! We have to get you across!"

"You talk!" cried the black and white tom.

Hazelpaw could feel faint rumbling from the black stuff under him, "Come on! We have to-"

The white she-cat yowled, "They are coming!"

"Not now!" cried the brown tom, "Not here!"

Twilight jumped over the toms and grabbed the she-cat by the scruff. "Don't worry," spoke Hazelpaw, "Twilight is a good fox!"

Twilight raced to the other side and carefully dropped the she-cat on the ground. The two toms raced after them. Hazelpaw looked to the left and saw the monster approaching. It was getting closer and closer. Hazelpaw couldn't move. "Oh Starclan!" He felt someone pick him up by the scruff and throw him on the other side. Hazelpaw fell in a heap on the other side. Hazelpaw turned back just in time to see a red furred figure get hit by the monster…

Flightwing

Flightwing landed on her rock. Like always Firewind, Scalefur and Auraclaw were already there. "So why are we here?" asked Flightwing.

"I wanted to say that everything is returning to normal in our clan," spoke up Scalefur, "I will never skip vigil ever again!"

"Good," purred Firewind, "Now the real reason why we are here. Auraclaw?"

Auraclaw dipped her head before speaking, "I had a dream and in that dream I was in the middle of a battle. It was cats versus dogs, bird and any other kind of animal imaginable! And a voice spoke to me saying that an ally will come in the shape of an enemy."

Flightwing immediately remembered the words Darkpaw had spoken, "I had a dream like that as well!" she exclaimed.

"But what does it mean?" wondered Firewind, "How can an ally come in the shape of an enemy?"

"Maybe we should sleep on it," suggested Scalefur, "Maybe me or Firewind will have a dream that might clear it up."

"You're right," agreed Firewind, "Alright. Everyone return home."

Flightwing said her goodbye to Auraclaw before flying home. However when she reached camp she was struck with horror. She cautiously landed on the ground. "What happened?" The clan's entrance was smashed and fresh-kill was scattered everywhere. A lump rose in her throat when she noticed Silverstorm and her two kits huddled over a limp black kit. Thornkit. Cats were climbing out of many hiding places throughout the camp. Flightwing saw Scareye crawling out from under a pile of bramble. The tom had many scratches on his black fur. He noticed Flightwing standing there in the middle of camp.

"Oh Flightwing!" he breathed, "A badger ripped through camp! Lilystar lead it out of camp but… please help her!"

Flightwing's blood turned cold, "She only has one life left." Out loud she said, "Don't worry. I will find her."

"Lilystar went in the direction of the ravine."
"Thanks Scareye!" Flightwing opened her wings and flew northwards towards the ravine. She flew over the trees her wings beating hard trying to push herself faster and faster. Soon the trees let off to rocks. Flightwing dipped down and landed on the rocks. She knew that a couple fox lengths away was the ravine. She scented the air. "Lilystar? Lilystar? Are you-" A lump rose in her throat as she noticed a white she-cat lying on some rocks. "LILYSTAR!" Flightwing rushed over to the cat. A large wound was on the she-cat's side, blood staining her white fur.

Lilystar opened an eye, "Flightwing. Get out of here. The badger is still around."

"No way!" snapped Flightwing, "I won't let you-" A scent entered Flightwing's nose. She whirled around to face the badger. The badger was waddling closer and closer to the two she-cats. Flightwing stood protectively in front of the leader, her fur standing on end, her wings spread out. "Stay away from her!" The badger hissed and charged. Flightwing couldn't move. She was pushed into a time moons ago. The battle against Treeclan. Streampelt, attacking her… and Darkpaw… The badger hissed in pain and Flightwing jumped back into the present. A needle like one from a porcupine was sticking out of the badger's muzzle. Lilystar was standing in front of Flightwing.

"Go away!" she hissed. Another needle shot out of Lilystar's fur and this one struck the badger in the eye. The badger roared and ran away.

"You're a special!" whispered Flightwing, "But how… why?"

Lilystar fell to the ground, panting, "I hid my powers. When I met with Starclan to receive my nine lives they warned me… they warned me that I would be punished for becoming leader instead of a special." Lilystar took a breath, "But I took the position. And when you returned to the clan that day, I knew my time was almost over. And when this sickness hit me… I knew it was Starclan's punishment." Lilystar coughed blood, "I just wanted to die heroically for my clan."

"No…" whispered Flightwing, tears flowing down her face, "You can't die Lilystar! You can't!"

"No," whispered Lilystar, "Scareye will make a better leader than me. And…" She took a shaking breath, "Flightwing. Our mother was a fool for telling us to hide our powers…"

Flightwing grew numb, "What? Our mother… then that means… Lilystar? You are my…you are my sister!"

However Lilystar was silent, for her last life left her…