Featherstar's POV - In First Person

I stretch open my eyelids. A blinding light flashes into my eyes, and I immediately shut them again.

Where am I? My ears are pounding, and everywhere is sore...

Is this StarClan? Where's Snowsong? Claire Cassidy? Darkstar? Icestar? Sunstar?

"Featherstar," I open my eyes and stand up. My head snaps from side to side, searching through the acres and acres of meadow for the cat who has spoken my name.

The cat that could have quite possibly brought me to this quiet and lonely place.

But this cat is evil. I do not belong here. There is a battle to be fought and won. I need to return...I need to go back. Back to Snowsong. Back...back to the real world.

I get up and start running. Running...running somewhere. I run until my legs can't go no more. I am forced to collapse, to give up.

I cry and shriek, taring at the grass nearby, watching it rip in my claws and fall onto the ground. I wail and whine, until finally, I manage to cry myself to sleep.

I wake up several hours later, and somehow I am magically back to where I originally woke up. I repeat what I did yesterday, running away until my energy disappears, running until I can't go further, running until I finally am forced to stop and sleep.

And this repeats.

Over and over again. I do not know for how long it lasted. I do not know if Snowsong is already dead. But what I do know is that I failed her. I failed to save StarClan. And forever I shall live in this hell, the endless world of grass, flowers, and a creepy voice that speaks my name.

On what might be my four hundredth attempt to run, I hear the voice for the second time.

"Featherstar," This time, voice almost seems amused. "Featherstar, you can't run away."

I don't turn around. I keep on running. Amused. I snarl in my head. Would you be amused if you were in my situation, huh? Would you? Would you?!

"Stop. Featherstar, its hopeless. You're never going to make it anywhere."

I open my mouth and say the first words I've ever said in days,

"At least I can try!" My voice sounds unusually high, frail, and hoarse. I don't like the way the voice starts laughing, the laughing echoing throughout this hell.

"Try? Trust me, there's no hope. I've tried myself."

"Then you haven't tried enough!" I spit back, feeling the energy in my legs beginning to ooze away.

I will have to stop soon. But I don't want this crazy, crazy voice to feel satisfied.

So I keep running.

"Featherstar...please. Stop. StarClan...StarClan will not be happy if I don't manage to talk to you."

"Show yourself!" I squeak, feeling my lungs ache as I scream.

The voice sighs. "Very well." The air in front of me shimmers, and a she-cat appears.

I lean forward to get a good look, and then I jump back, screaming.

This creature's eyes are sagging, its skin is yellow, and its eyes are pitch black and dull. Its ears are battle-scarred, and its pelt is fresh with blood. What is left of the creature's beautiful ginger fur is stained with blood.

"Rosestar?" I whisper. The creature sighs deeply.

"Yes, it is me." Rosestar replies.

"W-what happened?" I murmur.

"Many things." she meows.

Suddenly, I remember the one question that I have to wanting to ask for a very, very long time.

"What is this place?" I ask.

Rosestar chuckles. "My dear, it is the very place you received your nine lives."

I look around. "It looks different." I meow.

"When StarClan changes...so does it."

I stop and stare at Rosestar. "Then...why am I here?"

"You have lost a life, dear." Rosestar meows softly. "I've been trying to tell you this for moons. Well, not really moons. Back in the real world, it has been only three seconds."

"So..." My paws are trembling. "So..."

"You may go now." Rosestar smiles.

My eyes widen. "Go...go...go back?"

Rosestar places a paw on my shoulder. An electrical shock runs through me.

"You have a battle to fight and win.." she whispers.

I nod. "Okay...goodbye, then."

Rosestar nods. "Goodbye, Featherstar."

Snowsong's POV

Her eyes fly open. My breath stops, nervously searching her face, waiting for her to say something.

"S-Snowsong?"

I let out a sigh of relief. She's safe.

"W-what happened? Where am I?"

I sigh. "Well, we're in...we're behind the Cave of Evaluate."

Featherstar frowns. "Behind the Cave of Evaluate?"

"Yeah." I reply. "I needed to get you out of the way before you lost all nine lives on the spot."

She struggles to get up. "Who..."

"Claire." I say monotonously. We sit there in silence.

"Why aren't they coming for us?" Featherstar asks. I look up at the dark sky. There are no stars in Silverpelt.

That is a bad sign.

"Larkflight set up a freeze spell," I say, carefully avoiding Featherstar's gaze.

"Larkflight?! You...you mean the crazy psycho witch cat that flattened you with a rock? The reason why this whole Claire Cassidy and Darkstar thing even happened?" Featherstar's gaze burns into the side of my face.

I quickly find the ground. "Er...yeah. That sounds like the one."

"Can we...can we trust her?" Featherstar whispers. I look at her.

"I suppose we're going to have to if we get out of there alive." I reply.

By if, I mean definitely and by we, I mean you. I secretly think.

Larkflight's head pops out from the side of the cave. "Freeze spell is wearing off. We're going to have to get into places soon."

I frown as Featherstar just carelessly looks at Larkflight and doesn't jump back and scream.

Its almost like she's used to seeing that defeated, saggy-eyed face.

Whatever. Not my problem. I leap to my paws and unsheathe my claws. If my plan goes as planned...

"Attack!" Larkflight screeches.

I start moving to the front of the Cave. The wind is roaring in my ears as I shove cats in every direction, desperate to get in the cave, where I have no doubt that Claire and Darkstar are in at this moment.

I hear a loud yowl as I clip a cat's ears. I look down and see a small brown tabby tom. I mouth the word, Sorry, as I burst into the Cave of Evaluate.

Claire turns around and smiles.

"Snowsong." she murmurs.

"I've been waiting."

I take in a deep breath as Claire approaches me.

"In mere seconds, the ritual will be complete. I will have a fully restored body and rule StarClan. But I must kill you first. You will not stand in my way!"

I dig my claws into the ground. "Don't worry." I meow. "I won't stand in your way."

She lunges for me, but I quickly dodge her blow. I pounce on top of her, remembering how Featherstar said that I could still live.

"You don't know what you're doing!" she screeches. "You kill me, you will lose the part of me inside of you! Once somebody kills you - you'll be gone forever!"

"I don't care!" I snarl, hitting blow after blow onto her. "Life in Darkstar's body was unpleasant - no offense." I quickly tell Darkstar, who is standing in the back of the room.

"Aha!" Claire takes advantage of me not paying attention and pounces on top of me instead, pinning me to the ground. "This is the end, Snowsong," Saliva drools down from her face and lands on to my nose.

Ew, I think.

As she raises her paw high in the air, I quickly meow,

"Spirits of StarClan, come and hear what I have to say. This cat has suffered too long, so she must go and relax in peace. It is time I release her, myself, and everybody. I release you, Snowsong."

"What?" Her eyes bulge. "Wh-what are you doing?" I can feel the ground rumbling, the ceiling collapsing on top of us. Claire Cassidy slowly fades away.

"No! No!" she screams. Claire quickly smears something red onto my paw before she disappears forever.

Silence.

I lay there on the ground, looking at the collapsed stone. Darkstar and Claire are gone - and I know it.

"Snowsong?" I lift my head to see Featherstar pushing away some rocks in order to reach me. "A-are you okay?"

I manage to smile. "I'm fine. Its over."

Featherstar smiles back. "C'mon. Lets go home."

I stare at Featherstar. "But this is my home."

"Well...you could spend some time in IceClan, couldn't you?" Featherstar mews.

I shake my head. A flash of light appears from nowhere, and I smile.

"Wh-why are you fading?" Featherstar's mew sounds panic. Her eyes are filled with worry. "Snowsong? Snowsong!"

I smile weakly and lift my paw with the red on it.

"Deathberry juice," I whisper, seeing the world going blurry.

"No." Featherstar's eyes are brimmed with tears. "Snowsong...don't...don't..."

"Listen," I rasp, feeling the poison churning inside my body. "Listen. Tell...tell SunClan and IceClan the truth about DarkClan's history. Continue your relationship with Crowstorm - just don't get caught. It'll be great!"

"No." Featherstar is shaking her head. "No...no..."

"I have to." I firmly grip Featherstar's paw. "I cheated death. Now Death is opening its arms wide as if it wants to embrace me. I don't care if I'm gone forever. This was meant to happen. I was never supposed to be born...never..." I gasp as another flash of light pierces my sight.

"Remember...remember my last words...tell Hawktalon and my kits I love them..."

Everything goes black.

Wooh! That basically sums up Nothing Will Stop Us! I hope you enjoyed that - the prequel might not come as early as you expect, possibly in about two to three weeks, I'm thinking?