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Chapter 11

Wildpaw's POV

The pain was unbearable. I would shake my head every now and then to try and ease the pain, but nothing worked.

I still laid in the moss nest, and Silverheart and Paintpaw were right at my side, caring for my wound. I looked up at my sister and she forced a smile.

"You'll be okay." She murmured. I blinked at her… I was too upset to smile.

Silverheart turned away for a moment and grabbed a few cobwebs and placed them onto the wound. I flinched at the stickiness.

"Don't worry, Wildpaw. We'll finish up and we'll leave so you can sleep." Silverheart reassured me. I slowly nodded my head and Paintpaw gave me a little black seed. "Eat it." She said.

I took the seed and swallowed it. It didn't taste too bad considering the herbs they gave me before.

"That's a poppy seed. It will help take away the pain and let you sleep." Silverheart said. "Okay." I replied before laying my head onto the moss and closing my eyes. I heard Silverheart and Paintpaw leave and I started to drift off…

Suddenly I heard a rustle a leaves and I opened my eyes to look at who it was. The medicine den was empty though. I turned to look into the deep forest that was at the edge of the den. I didn't see anything, but, I was only looking with one eye, since my other was wounded.

I laid my head back down onto the moss and closed my eyes again. But, I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching me.

Danny's POV

I was sitting in the clearing now. I couldn't watch Wildpaw wriggle in pain anymore, so I left. I was now listening to the chirping of robins and I sat comfortably by the warriors den. I could hear Thistletail and the other warriors sleeping. Everyone was so exhausted, it was important that everyone got their rest. StreamClan couldn't afford their warriors to be in horrible condition while LightningClan was still hostile.

Silverheart had looked at my wounds just after Wildpaw fell asleep and now I wasn't in as much pain, I was sore now though…

"My kit! Where's my daughter?"

I was startled out of my thoughts when a yowl struck through the camp, causing everyone to jump.

"Where's my kit!" Birchfall exploded through the camp wall. I jumped to my feet and came over to Birchfall.

"Have you seen Wildpaw?" Birchfall asked me, his eyes full of worry.

"Wildpaw is in the medicine den. She's okay." I told him. His tense body then loosened up and he sighed in relief.

"Thank you for telling me, Ghostflight. But… I can't help but worry about her. What if she doesn't heal right? What if something goes wrong?" Birchfall said while glancing down at his paws. "Don't worry, Wildpaw is a courageous young cat, she'll heal fast, and she even has the two best medicine cats at her side." I reassured the brown tabby. He smiled at me gratefully and I nodded back to him before he walked over to the medicine den.

I sat back down by the warriors den and admired the evening sky. I suddenly yawned and I got up and walked into the den. It was getting late, and I was very tired. I padded over to my nest and laid down, sill yawning. I curled my tail along my side and closed my eyes to face the darkness.

I stood in the dark… all alone… and not as a cat. I was myself again. It felt good being back to myself again… but I think this was a dream.

"!"

Suddenly a loud screech echoed through my head. I quickly looked from side to side trying to look through the dark. The screech began to get louder and louder until I fell to my knees, clutching my ears.

"Please, stop!" I yelled out.

No response.

I shut my eyes tight and tried to block out the sound as it started to ring harder in my ears, causing me to cry out again.

"Stop!"

"!"

"Please!"

"!"

It wouldn't stop, but suddenly it softened.

I opened my eyes and I was now in a beautiful spring meadow. I smiled at the sight, and walked farther into the grass. I watched as birds flew up from the large stalks of grass and glide in the sky.

But suddenly several loud screams of horses rang in my ears and I turned to my left to face four large horses pulling a wagon. The horses reared up and rushed down to crush me underneath their rock hard hooves. I quickly dodged the horses and ran away towards the nearby forest; which was at the edge of the meadow. I looked down at myself to see that I was in my human form. I stopped running and turned to face the horses which were about 20 feet in front of me.

"I'm goin' ghost!" I yelled out as I began to change into my ghost form, but nothing happened.

"C'mon, change!"

I suddenly was thrown down to the ground by the impact of the one of the horses that stomped down onto the ground beside me. I scrambled to my feet and ran as fast as I could to the forest. I tumbled over the large stalks of grass and pulled myself up again in a hurry.

"Why can't I change?" I said to myself angrily. I kept on running and I finally reached the edge of the forest. I charged into the bush, but I shut my eyes when a blinding light flashed.

I pulled my hands over my eyes and I suddenly felt the light fade. I moved my hands away from my eyes and opened them.

I was in Amity Park again.

I was… home, well sorta.

I smiled and walked forward and admired the night in the city while I could (since I'm dreaming). But my thoughts were put aside when the same horses from the meadow stomped down behind me. I turned in a flash and glared at the horses and carriage which now had a pair of glowing green eyes. They were set on me, watching my every move, and I finally turned and ran down the street. I could've tried to change into my ghost form, but what if it didn't work again?

A loud screech of the horses echoed down the street before they leaped into a gallop and chased after me. Unfortunately… they were much faster than me.

They passed me quickly and stopped right in front of me and I screeched to a halt. But I felt my eyes widen when the street light shown down and revealed Skulker siting in the carriage with a evil grin on his face.

"What do you want Skulker?" I growled at him. He just snickered in amusement and jumped down from the carriage. I thought I'd come and see if my new weapon worked, and clearly it did!" He said proudly. I clenched my fists in anger. I didn't think this was an actual dream anymore… cause I knew that ghosts could invade other people's dreams before, and this seemed as if Skulker was really here.

"Of course I'm not going to keep you as a feline forever… when I have your pelt on my wall, I don't want a mangy little cat!" Skulker continued. I glared at him as he walked towards me.

"Why? Why did you change me into a cat? Was it all a part of your plan?" I said, still glaring at him. Skulker smiled at me evilly and a large knife side out from his metal suite. He launched himself at me and scraped the top of my right shoulder and down to my wrist before I could dodge it. I gritted my teeth in pain and fell to the concrete. I struggled to get up and I watched as the blood poured from my arm.

"You don't ask the questions." He said firmly before grabbing me by my shirt and holding me up to his face.

"You'll never get back to yourself, no matter what. Unless I say so…"