A/N: Oh my gosh guys. I am so sorry. I would have updated sooner, but not long after I posted the last chapter my internet died. Like literally died. It didn't start working again until earlier today. I'm going to post all the chapters I wrote while waiting for the Internet to work again one after the other. So you guys should get about 4 or five new chapters (including this one) all in the next few days. Again guys, I'm so sorry.

Disclaimer: Hey there! For Christmas, I got the rights to the warriors books! Jk. I didn't. Jeez, I don't have that kind of money ;)

Edit: Just dooing the same thing... :3 fixing stuff that I should've caught earlier...

The Third Vision

When Echosong finished her share of the rabbit, she decided she'd go for a walk. Maybe find some herbs and give them to Stoneteller to thank him for sheltering the clan. Or, she would find some herbs and treat the injuries of both tribe and clan cats. She might just go out for a walk to stretch her legs. Whatever she did, she was going to leave the cave. After being inside for nearly a day, she needed – desperately needed – to get some fresh air.

She walked away from where she sat with the two she-cats and headed towards the entrance. Yesterday, as they entered the cave, Echosong had noticed that they had passed behind a waterfall. She had noticed that it concealed the entrance to the cave perfectly. But that it also made the rock ledge passing behind it extremely slippery. So, remembering this, she stepped carefully out of the entrance and continued with her cautious steps until she had reached dry rock. Then, she walked around the cold pool of water at the bottom of the slope of tumbling water. In a crevice near the water's edge she saw something. Something green and leafy.

Echosong walked closer and closer to the plant, so that she would be able to identify what it was. It looked like dock, but she thought they wouldn't have any of that in the mountains. Skeptical, she bent down and touched her nose to the leaves so that she could smell them. Their scent confirmed what her eyes had seen. The green plant was indeed dock. Echosong was about to gather the leaves when she remembered that her walk had barely even started. She wouldn't be able to carry the leaves around with her on the whole walk. And she didn't want to bring them back to the tribe now, in case she was asked to stay inside the cave.

Sighing in frustration, she was about to walk away when it came to her. Stretching out her claws, she scratched three deep gouges into the earth to mark where the dock was.

Satisfied that she – or any other cat – would notice the scratches and then notice the dock, she walked away from the cave.

Echosong was walking along the edge of ravine, gazing into the small river flowing in the shape of a snake. She barely noticed when the rocks on her left and the sharp drop to her right turned into towering oaks, maples and pines. The rocks under her feet became soft, lushes grass and finally she looked up.

For a moment, all she could do was stare in confusion at the scene that was around her. Green trees grew around her and cats with the scent of Firestar's clan walked beside her. One of them, a tall pure white tom, had his tail on her shoulder.

Had she fallen asleep? It was the only explanation that made sense. And yet, Echosong felt that she was very awake. How could this be?

Suddenly, a thought popped into her head: What if Tigerstar attacked Fireheart before he could jump?

She spun around and took off in the opposite direction. She heard the cats around her yelling at her to stop, but she couldn't. She had this feeling that if she stopped running, something terrible would happen. So she kept running.

She ran past tree after tree, through a stream, jumped over logs. She kept up her fast pace until she came to a gorge.

At the bottom of the gorge there was a river, flowing swift and strong. The water was a foggy blue with whitecaps topping off the waves. As beautiful as it was, Echosong could not spare a moment to appreciate the beauty.

She veered left and kept running.

She saw a blotchy shape in the distance. As she got closer, the shape became clearer. It was a cat. No – it was two cats. One was being pinned by the other. The one on top was a huge, dark tabby tom. The other was a fiery orange colour and smaller in size.

She sped up.

Suddenly, she saw the tabby jump off the smaller tom and run up a tree. The fire coloured cat didn't even take a moment to catch his breath. He turned back towards the gorge and ran.

But it was too late. The next thing Echosong knew, a dog – a big, salivating, mangy dog – held him by the scruff of his neck.

Without thinking, Echosong took off and head-butted the dog in his side. He dropped the now confused tom and staggered towards the cliff face. Echosong turned around and was about to go check on the orange cat she had just saved when something heavy grabbed her from behind.

That mangy dog! He had snagged his rough, uneven claws into her pelt. She didn't even have time to process this before she was falling. The dog had dragged her over the edge of the cliff.

"Bluestar, no!" Echosong heard some cat yell. She looked up to see who it was, but before she could, she hit the water and her head went under. The dog's teeth were yanked out of her pelt, and the swift movement of the current threw her against rocks.

Echosong looked desperately around, trying to find the surface, but it was no use. She couldn't tell up from down, left from right. Her lungs were screaming uselessly for air and she came to one sure conclusion: she was going to drown. She would die here; in the bottom of a gorge with a current moving so fast she couldn't see anything and her body would never be found.

Suddenly, her head broke the surface. She glanced around and notices that the orange cat she'd seen earlier was running along the edge of the gorge, trying to find a safe place to jump from. She tried shouting at him to stay where he was, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a wave of water filled it. She started retching and coughing. She saw the decision on the flame coloured tom's face. He was going to jump, and nothing any cat could say would stop him.

Echosong's head went under the waves again and she hoped - desperately hoped - that the fire coloured tom had not yet jumped.

Then, suddenly, she felt teeth – cat's teeth this time, not that mangy dog - grab her by the scruff of her neck. The cat heaved her upwards and her head crashed out of the water.

She gasped and took in the biggest breath she'd ever taken. She turned her head to look at her saviour, and with a jolt she realized that she recognized him. It was Firestar - a younger version, yes, but definitely him. Why had she thought of him as Fireheart earlier?

She met his eyes and saw the worry in them. It was intense worry; like a kit worries about his mother the first time she leaves him alone in the nursery. Firestar hadn't known Echosong well enough to worry about her that much, so that could only mean one thing: this was another memory of a she-cat's death.

Echosong was jolted out of her thoughts by heavy panting. She glanced back up at the swimming cat that was carrying both her weight and his. He looked exhausted. She realized that unless she helped him by swimming on her own, they'd both drown. So she started paddling.

She quickly realized she couldn't keep it up long and that they were still too far from the shore to make it. She looked back to the young tom helping her.

"Fireheart," she said sadly. "You have to let me go." He looked at her with disbelief.

"Bluestar, I can't let you die. I will save the both of us."

"No. You'll never make it supporting the both of us. Let go of me. I'll swim as long as I can, but if I don't make it; you can't come back to save. You're too young to die." She told him mournfully. But he didn't listen. His mouth set in a firm line and sheer determination shone in his eyes. He would not let her go.

Desperately, the two cats swam faster; trying to get to the shore that seemed so impossibly far. They both knew they wouldn't make it, yet they felt that had to try.

Just as the last of Echosong's energy left her, two gray streaks came pelting towards them. Two cats, RiverClan Echosong somehow knew, came up to the two struggling cats, one on either side. They each grabbed Echosong's scruff, and one grunted at Fireheart to swim to the shore. The flame coloured cat nodded and continued with renewed energy towards land.

Echosong turned her head to look at her new saviours and she knew who they were - not she, exactly, but the cat who's death she was reliving knew them. They were her kits – Mistyfoot and Stonefur. She quickly glanced away before she said something that would upset them.

They climbed up the muddy shore and placed Echosong on the ground. She took in quick shallow breaths and realized that now was the time to tell them – all of them, even Fireheart – everything. She took a deep breath and started by thanking the two RiverClan warriors. She then told them of how she had met their father – Oakheart –how they had become good friends. She told them about the secret meetings and of how she had had to give them over to RiverClan because they would have starved in ThunderClan.

Vaguely, in the background, she heard a cat tackle another to the ground, but she ignored it. She focused solely on the three cats in front of her. She told her kits of her proud she had been when they first became apprentices and then warriors. She told them of how happy she was that they finally knew their true mother. They each licked her forehead and she purred.

Then, Echosong flickered her gaze to Fireheart. He was looking to the ground, sadness evident in his deep green eyes.

"Fireheart," she started, "you are, by far, the best deputy I could have asked for. Thank you for your constant loyalty. I am as proud of you as I am of my own kits. I can't think of a better cat to lead ThunderClan." At the end of her little speech, Fireheart looked mournfully at Echosong.

"Bluestar. You aren't going to die. You – you can't die. At least not yet. I'm not ready to lead the Clan. You must come back with us." He said sadly. Echosong looked at him with sympathy.

"You will make a great leader." She told him. She rested her head on the ground and looked at the trees. A cat she hasn't seen for many moons was standing there.

"Oakheart?" She said. The tom nodded. She smiled. "I'm ready."

Oakheart came towards her and touched his nose to hers. Everything before her went back as she felt her spirit leave he body.

When colour returned to the world, Echosong was back on the cliff she recognized only too well. The cat she knew as Rock came forward and bowed his head.

"Your third vision is now complete. You have two left and then your spirit will be complete. The five bravest she cats that ever lived will have been combined into one to combat the evil of Tigerstar." By the end, his form had disappeared and the cliff face had turned into the rocky ledge Echosong had been walking along earlier.

A/N: Well, that's chapter ten complete. I'm thinking about five to ten more chapters until the end of the story. Thank you so much to all of you who have reviewed, followed and favourited. Thank you to everyone who's still sticking by this story even though I take so long to update. :) I love you guys!

Jay~

P.S.: If you read my PJO story, I'm sorry but you'll have to wait a little while longer. I don't actually have my own copy of the books so I was using the Internet to get the parts of out of the books :3 So, because of my Internet issue, I haven't finished the chapters for that story yet. I'll try to post at least two before the holidays are over.