''Show me what ya got, Night! You can't beat me!''

Air and Night were prowling around each other, giving fake hisses and snarls. Night yowled a battle cry, and launched towards Air. The little she-cat was taken by surprise, and they both tumbled around until Air had pinned Night to the ground. ''Pinched ya!'' she yowled.

''But...'' the black tom began. ''No buts,'' Shadow interrupted. ''Settle down, you two. Me and Fast want to at least tell you what did you do wrong, and what could use a little more improvement.'' Both apprentices let go, and sat in front of the black she-cat and the ginger she-cat.

Fast looked at both of them. ''Night, I think you've got too much confidence in that you will win. You really need to start thinking anyone could win. Also, you really need to use strength instead of speed, speed isn't really your thing. Air, you depend in strength too much. Start thinking about speed.''

''Both of them have errors to be corrected,'' Shadow decided. ''So, I suggest you continue practicing. We taught the moves, you find the techniques.'' Both apprentices went back to fighting, claws sheathed.

After a long day of training, both apprentices slunk back into their moss nests. As the moonlight streamed inside the den, everyone was already snoring and sleeping. Everyone except Night. He got out of his nest, his den, his camp. He looked at the beautiful lake they had.

I wish... that Flare had never become one of them, Night thought. Suddenly, he was brought into inviting darkness.

Night opened his eyes and hoped to look at the beautiful starry sky. But, instead, there were no stars. Everything was dark, except for the little moonlight this place had. Where I am? Night struggled to get to his paws, but soon he did.

He looked around in hope to see the pretty lake that reflected the spirits of StarClan. But there only was dark, gooey water... at least that was what he thought that was. ''Hello?'' the tom called. ''Air? Fast? Shadow? Ice? Fire? Anyone? Please, I need you! Where I am?''

The black tom strained to hear anything. But there was no sound, not even a cricket to scare him. He looked at his paws, almost letting tears fall out. Suddenly, several bushes rustled. ''Hey! Where are you? Come and face me, I'm not scared at all!'' he boasted. But he soon wished he hadn't.

Dark shapes of ghostly cats surrounded him, and seemed to approach him. Night soon realized there was no escape. ''Black cat! Black cat! Black cats always bring bad luck! Bad luck! Bad luck! Black cats always bring bad luck!'' they chanted. Night wasn't containing his tears anymore, and they just streamed down his face.

''Look, the black kitty's crying!'' one of them sneered. The rest of the ghostly cats yowled in agreement. ''There is no wisdom at all! Look at him! It's just a scrap of bones! He can't fight at all!'' another one yowled. More cats yowled in agreement. ''Didn't you see him being beaten today by a she-cat?'' everyone chanted.

A black, dark shape approached Night, and the rest of the ghostly cats disappeared. ''Who-who are you?'' Night stuttered. ''Me?'' the bigger black tom asked. ''I was just the leader before Ice. My name is Black, and I offer you training to not let them take control over you!''

''Why should I believe you?'' the little tom asked. ''Because we are kin,'' ''Kin?'' Night exclaimed, obviously surprised. ''Are you my mother's father?'' ''No, not at all. I was your father's brother. Sorry if he hurt you, but he misses me, and you must prove to him that I'm still around. By fighting,'' he exclaimed.

The little tom looked at him in dead amazement. ''Of co-'' he almost said, but a white starry cat crashed into Black. ''Close your eyes, and never come back! This is a dark place, where evil cats come! Don't come back never!'' she yowled at him.

Night closed his eyes out of fear, and found himself with a feeling that he was floating. But something hit him. ''Frost! Look what you did, you hit Night!'' a voice- probably Hawk's- boomed through his ears. He opened his eyes and saw that he wasn't in the dark gloomy place. He was back in the real world!

Don't come back, never! Night remembered the she-cat's voice as she was pinning Black. She had had starry fur, starry eyes... had Night seen his first official Star Gang warrior?

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