AN: I'm back! And so soon too; I'm proud of myself xD

Le review answers! :D

Leopardy: You are my favorite reviewer by farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr XD And yes, these two are the same Summerlight and Winterstar. But Winter ain't a leader xD

Umm, lemme think…oh yeah! This has Summerlight and Wintergaze, with Springflower and Autumnfall later on. Woo!

I added an OC in there that is rightfully mine, but she's not the character for Destined. If any of y'all find her, kudos to you and you get a Summerlight plushie!

Also, was there a Brightsky in Crookedstar's Promise? I think there was. This name was the first I thought of, so I didn't intend to copy it.
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A shriek of agony rose into the air, followed by a little cry. A multicolored she-cat gritted her teeth in pain and cried out again as a ripple of pain struck her stomach. The young mother was kitting, and the medicine cat was nowhere to be seen.

Another shriek brought the RockClan medicine cat apprentice racing in. Spotting the queen, the apprentice gasped, "Brightsky! You're kitting!" Brightsky hissed in pain and whispered, "Help me, Streampaw. Please, help me!"

Streampaw widened her large blue eyes and ran outside. A heartbeat later, the little medicine cat apprentice appeared with a huge stick. Brightsky muttered her thanks and grabbed the stick, contractions making her flinch.

Streampaw settled herself by the queen, tensed. Moments later, Brightsky let out a howl of agony and Steampaw leaped up. "That's it, Brightsky! Just push!" Heaving, the queen shoved with all her might and a little white kit slithered onto the moss piled beneath Brightsky. A few seconds passed and a pure black kit slid out.

Panting, Brightsky reached forward and trembled with excitement. Sniffing her kits, Brightsky smiled at them. Streampaw observed them with interest. "Two she-kits!" She exclaimed. "What will you call them, Brightsky?"

The black and white queen looked at them, then smiled. "I'll call the white one Winterkit, and the other one Summerkit." Streampaw smiled with pride. "Those are lovely names Brightsky-"

Streampaw gasped and fell forward, her whiskers sticking out. "That one! The one with darkness in her heart! Her aura will destroy the Clan! The other will save it. Who to save, who to die?"

Brightsky gasped and held her kits close. Darkness in her heart? She means pelt! That means… The queen glared at young Summerkit, who mewled for milk. Turning back to Winterkit, she fed the young she-kit milk. "Summerkit is scum to me!" She growled. "She's going to destroy the Clan, not my precious Winterkit!" Summerkit cried again but Brightsky ignored it, instead picking up Winterkit and padding to the other side of the nursery.

"Dark Forest blood!" She snarled. Streampaw opened her mouth but no noise came out. "But-" The medicine cat apprentice cut herself off.There was no use fighting with a queen, Streampaw reminded herself. Dusting her blue pelt off, Streampaw fled with a whimper.

Little Summerkit mewled again for milk, in which her mother refused with a growl. "Go away, worthless she-kit!" Brightsky spat, trembling. "You don't deserve to live!" Summerkit let out a wail and burrowed her face into the moss. Brightsky ignored her kit and whispered to Winterkit, "Your horrible sister is weird. Maybe this is how she's going to destroy the Clan, or whatever her plan is."

Summerkit mewed again and rolled over on her back, lying limp. The queen ignored her kit, instead whispering soothing words to her other daughter. Winterkit let out a small cry and turned towards her black furred sister, eyes shut tight.

Reaching forward carefully, Brightsky leaned towards Winterkit and picked her up by the scruff. Setting the little white kit on the moss, she picked up Summerkit and nearly hurled her out of the nursery. "Stay out!" She spat, bristling with rage. "Keep that horrible kit away from me!"

Streampaw padded back in to see the little kit outside on the dusty leaf-fall ground. Eyes wide, she reached forward to sniff the kit. "Don't worry Summerkit; I've got a plan for you. It involves not dying just because of a prophecy. Is that okay with you?"

Summerkit let out a small mew and struggled to blink open her eyes. Streampaw waited patiently before the kit could open them. When Summerkit opened her eyes, leaf green emerald eyes stared back at Streampaw, challenging the sky blue of Streampaw's eyes.

The medicine cat apprentice smiled down at Summerkit, then picked her up. "We know that you're not the one to destroy us, right? Prophecies always have a double meaning. I'll keep you safe, I swear to StarClan."

By then, RockClan had already started to wake up. The leader, a proud, young tom named Shadestar, was yawning as he appeared from his den. His apprentice, a she-cat named Lilypaw, padded to the nursery. Streampaw winced just as her mentor Mudfoot came back from the Moonpool for half-moon.

Since Brightsky was so close to kitting, Mudfoot had to leave Streampaw behind to help the queen out. The little medicine cat apprentice tensed as Lilypaw squealed and raced out, her eyes wide. "Brightsky kitted!" The cream apprentice announced. "She has a kit!"

Yowls of congratulations were echoed around the clearing. But one small voice rose above the rest.

"Wait! Brightsky's lying! She has two kits!" Streampaw yowled. Shadestar's head snapped towards the multicolored queen, who had picked up Winterkit and was showing her off to Lilypaw. The little white kit had opened her eyes, showing off a frosty blue in comparison to Summerkit's emerald green.

Brightsky turned around, her turquoise eyes blazing. "Who said that? I only have one kit!" The crowd of cats who had surrounded Winterkit drifted apart to see Streampaw, her silver/blue fur bristling.

Shadestar hesitated. "What do you mean, Streampaw? I believe Brightsky only has one, like she said." Streampaw hissed in anger. "I was there at the kitting! There was two, but there was…a problem, and Brightsky threw her second kit out! Summerkit is right here!"

Streampaw set the black she-kit down on the ground. Summerkit looked up at Streampaw with dazzling emeralds. As Streampaw looked down at the kit, a mist clouded her mind. The medicine cat apprentice gasped in surprise as a vision covered her eyes.

A much older Summerkit was in the middle of a field. She seemed to be talking in a low voice to a brown she-cat. The she-cat tensed and murmured something. Summerkit's head shot up and whipped around at the woods.

A proud, white she-cat appeared with another cowering she-cat by her side. The white she-cat's dazzling blue gaze swept across the moorland, only to stop at the older Summerkit. Summerkit growled and crouched down. "It's Wintergaze." The brown she-cat hissed.

Winterkit- or Wintergaze in this vision – gave a cocky grin, her eyes burning holes in Summerkit's soul. The brown she-cat whimpered, "Summerlight? What are we going to do?"

So that'll be Summerkit's name when she becomes a warrior, Streampaw realized.

Summerlight unsheathed her claws and turned to the other she-cat. "Autumnfall, this battle is between me and Wintergaze. I want you to get Springflower and get out of here, you hear me?" Autumnfall hesitated, her strange multicolor eyes glowing with fear. "I hear you, Summerlight. Save RockClan for me."

The vision faded faster than Streampaw had imagined. Leaping to her paws, she figured out her mini prophecy. This is the truth! Summerlight doesn't destroy RockClan, Wintergaze does! I have the savior of my Clan at my paws!

Shaking her head to get rid of the clouds, Streampaw gasped as cats hissed at Summerkit. Insults were hurled at the black furred she-kit.

"Destroyer!"

"Murderer!"

"Traitor!"

"Scum from the Dark Forest!"

"Destined to destroy the Clan!"

Streampaw's eyes went wide, and she covered Summerkit from RockClan. "Stop it! She's not the one to destroy us, Winterkit is!"

All heads turned towards Brightsky and Winterkit, who were calmly watching the yowling. Brightsky bristled. "What? Don't look at me, get that kit!"

The warriors padded forward, claws outstretched. Streampaw shrieked in fear as they surrounded her. Picking up Summerkit roughly, she hurled the kit through the air. Squeaking, Summerkit got to her paws. "Run Summerkit!" Streampaw yowled. "Run for your life!"

Cocking her head, Summerkit blinked at Streampaw and was startled when an aging elder picked her up and ran to the hills. The elder, known as Ivyfrost, huffed as her knees begun to give out. "I know many things, and yet I know this: You are not the one to destroy RockClan, I'm sure of it."

Summerkit looked at the elder with wide eyes. "M-momma?" She mewed. Ivyfrost smiled at her. "No, little one, but I'll be taking care of you for moons till you become a warrior. StarClan has shown me that it is my destiny to keep you safe until the time is right." Ivyfrost picked her up and padded to a den. "This is called moss…"

Moons later

Summerpaw was restless as she waited for her foster mother. Ivyfrost finally appeared, her bones showing through her white and golden pelt. "Summerpaw, the most amazing apprentice ever. It is time for you to become a warrior, my little one." She croaked.

Summerpaw dipped her head, emeralds glimmering with pride. "Thank you, Mother." She meowed respectably. Ivyfrost paused, struggling to reach a low rock in front of Summerpaw.

Huffing, the extremely old elder clawed her way up the rock and opened her mouth. "Summerpaw. As your foster mother, I am so proud of you for making it this far. Even as we speak, your sisters could be getting their warrior names."

When Summerpaw was younger, Ivyfrost had taken her to see Streampaw, now Streamleaf. The medicine cat had told her that her real mother, Brightsky, had given birth to two more kits. Both brown, named Autumnkit and Springkit.

Winterkit turned into Winterpaw, then into a strong warrior named Wintergaze. Autumnpaw and Springpaw might already be warriors for all Summerpaw could figure out. Ivyfrost continued.

"And now, I will give you your warrior ceremony." The white and golden she-cat rumbled. Tipping her head back, Ivyfrost called out, "I, Ivyfrost, former warrior and elder of RockClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down upon Summerpaw. She has trained so hard under your command, and I ask that you make her a warrior for her destiny. Summerpaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to save the Clan, even at the cost of your life?"

Summerpaw dipped her head. "I do, Ivyfrost!" She yowled. Ivyfrost purred in amusement. "Then by the power of StarClan, I give you your warrior name. Summerpaw, from this moment you shall be known as Summerlight. May StarClan grant you a safe journey, and may you use your skills and cunning as a warrior to keep you safe."

Summerlight bowed her head. "I will, Mother." She vowed. Ivyfrost relaxed and slid off the rock. "Then my destiny is done, and I can rest in peace." She murmured.

Summerlight gasped. "What!? You're going to die?!" Ivyfrost dipped her head. "Of course, Summerlight. I am very old and I want to die in peace, knowing I trained the Clan's savior. Goodbye Summerlight. Save the Clan from Wintergaze's wrath…"

(A/N: I'm rushing through the story…DX I'm sorry! But I need to finish this oneshot, and fast too. I have a good reason. Just wait and see.)

Summerlight stood on a grassy field with Autumnfall next to her. Summerlight's little sister shivered, her brown and red pelt fluffing out. "Great StarClan, you would think that today would be all sunny and perfect, not cold and rainy." Autumnfall grumbled.

Summerlight said nothing, trying to peer into the trees for her sister. When Summerlight had returned to RockClan, only Autumnfall and Streamleaf welcomed her. Springflower – then only Springpaw – had stayed with Wintergaze and turned her back on Summerlight.

The two had teamed up, plotting to take out Wintergaze and Springflower. They were currently waiting for them, ready to end the feud at last.

Suddenly, a twig cracked and Autumnfall tensed. A white shape fluttered in the trees and the brown she-cat whispered, "It's her."

Wintergaze emerged, pride lighting her eyes. Springflower cowered next to her, shifting her paws on the ground.

Autumnfall whimpered. "Summerlight, what are we going to do?"

Summerlight unsheathed her claws and turned to the other she-cat. "Autumnfall, this battle is between me and Wintergaze. I want you to get Springflower and get out of here, you hear me?" Autumnfall hesitated, her strange red, orange, and yellow eyes glowing with fear. "I hear you, Summerlight. Save RockClan for me."

Autumnfall ran across the field and yanked Springflower from Wintergaze's grip. Hissing, she raced back into the forest with her sister by her side.

Wintergaze chuckled. "Trying not to let your baby sister get hurt?" She taunted. Summerlight hissed in fury. "This ends now, Wintergaze! The prophecy decides who wins here, and who dies."

The white she-cat smirked. "You're right, Summerlight. This ends NOW!"

On the last yowl, Wintergaze propelled herself into the air and tackled Summerlight.

Claws slashed against each other in the clearing. Blood begun to trickle down both she-cat's pelts. Summerlight threw herself at Wintergaze and they rolled down a hill, black after white. They created the yin-tang symbol while rolling down, making the battle harder to see.

A cat's yowl pierced the air, making the hidden Autumnfall and Springflower flinch. "What's going on?" Springflower whispered.

There was a rustle, then a growl. Summerlight stood over a bleeding Wintergaze, her gaze weary. Her emerald eyes shone with exhaustion and sadness.

Wintergaze's bright blue gaze was furious, outraged even. Lashing out, Summerlight slashed Wintergaze's neck open. The white she-cat looked confused, before her vision clouded over. Summerlight dropped to the ground before passing out.

Autumnfall and Springflower crawled out to bury their sister, then sat next to Summerlight.

Above them, the stars never seemed to glow so bright.

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A/N: That. Sucked. Mousedung. ._. This is possibly my worst chapter EVER! I needed more time, but my deadline is approaching and I'm finding it harder to have time to type.

I'm sooo sorry this chapter was horrible. *Sad face* And I didn't put thought and detail into this. I was lacking very much.

Brightsky probably died from old age or something. :P

Ivyfrost died from old age, obviously.

Streamleaf probably stayed the RockClan med cat.

RockClan was mostly killed by Wintergaze. Other cats lived.

Yes, you can flame me for this chapter. It sucked.

The next one, Trust, featuring Dawnfire and Blazefur, will be effing short. The reason? I have a grand finale for The Beginning of the End, and it's SOOOOOOOOOOOO good. XD But very long.

So…time for me to sleep. :P

Good night, peeps. The Wolfster, out!

~Wolfy