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Chapter Twenty-Three: Dawn of War

The whole world seemed to freeze as the voice rang through the streets. With shocking realization, Blood noticed that it was he who had cried out—that meow had come from his mouth. Suddenly, he crouched in fear as Icetalon spun around.

"What?" she demanded. The spotted cat was pressed flat against the ground and her eyes were nearly bulging out of her head. Blood felt an instant wave of pity pass through him.

"We shouldn't kill her," he suggested to his leader—if he could even call her that.

"Explain yourself," Icetalon snarled, her lip curling to reveal sharp teeth. Blood swallowed and spoke.

"This is another cat who could help lead us to our…victory," he said, the word "victory" getting caught in his throat. "She is another cat to fight. Why waste her?" Blood tried to take a menacing step forward for effect, and nearly stumbled. Icetalon's eyes narrowed.

"Very well," she muttered. "I see your point." She stalked back to the owl-eyed group and flicked her tail at Blood who began walking towards the spotted cat.

"So here's the deal," he hissed, trying to sound demanding, but the truth was that his heart broke with every second. "You're going to come with us and fight. Got it?" He got in her face and then whispered under his breath: "Play along." Sunpaw nodded, still looking scared and confused. Blood motioned with his head to follow and the group, and now with one newly added member, padded silently through the streets.

When they finally reached the forest, Blood was surprised at how confidently he dared to flick his tail. Icetalon could be heard growling beside him.

"Why have we stopped?" she demanded.

"We have to have some sort of plan," Blood suggested weakly. His heart pounded in his chest so fast that he was afraid that the whole—he sniffed to think of the word—Clan could hear it. How was he supposed to go through with this? Even though his own Clan had betrayed him, he still felt this sense of loyalty to it. He didn't know why. He only knew that he was a ShadowClan cat through and through.

"I do," Icetalon purred. Blood was at a loss for words.

"You didn't really think that I would trust you enough to think of a plan as important as this, did you?" the white she-cat whispered in his ear.

"You knew that I didn't…" It was the only thing that Blood could say, although it came out more like a question rather than a statement.

"Of course," she said. "I know more about you than anyone else in that foolish Clan does." Blood was about to answer back, but suddenly, an amazing strong force overcame him. He felt tired, but he was aware that he was still on his feet. His vision blurred and then disappeared altogether. The young cat's first thought was, I'm blind. But then another image unfolded before him. He was in ShadowClan camp. How did I get here? he wondered.

Blood was shocked to see that Soulstar was standing before him. He didn't know why, but he looked at his paws. Wait a second… As he gazed at the fur on his toes, realization hit him hard—he was looking at orange fur. He wasn't in his own body at all.

Lightning.

The word rang through Blood's mind loud and clear. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see cats surrounding him. Finally, Lightning looked up and they both stared into the face of his previous leader.

"Why should we believe you?" Soulstar growled.

"Because I tell the truth," Lightning answered surely. The brown cat in front of her eyed her suspiciously.

"Where did you say you come from?"

"BloodClan." Blood's mind whirled as he heard the words escape Lightning's mouth. No! What did I tell you? Blood tried to speak for her, but he couldn't. All he would was watch through her eyes.

"Hmm." Soulstar glared at her. His ears were flat against his head and his teeth were bared. "Crescentfrost," he called out suddenly. Blood could feel that Lightning was confident and relaxed. Why was he seeing through her eyes? Why was he—

Icetalon's words replayed themselves in his mind. No, he thought, trying his best to tune out his memories. The savior sees through the eyes of those who are about to die. Blood needed to do something. He wanted to scream out. His fault. His fault.

"I don't trust her," Soulstar continued. "Kill her." Lightning's mind never faltered. Never raced. Crescentfrost padded slowly and menacingly towards the young trainee. She grinned. Why? Blood wondered. Why doesn't she run? Why doesn't she do something? Blood found the answer right there in her thoughts.

She loved him.

"Lightning!"

Blood found himself immediately back next to Icetalon and the rest of BloodClan. His head throbbed.

"What?" Icetalon snarled.

"Lightning…" Blood growled. He knew the consequences were great, he knew Icetalon would not be pleased. But he found himself risking everything. He found himself running toward ShadowClan camp. Running toward Lightning.

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"You got what you want, Crescentfrost," Lightning said calmly.

"What are you talking about?" The warrior answered.

"Except one thing," the orange tabby continued. "Storm is dead."

"Storm," Crescentfrost breathed. "No, he can't…"

"Crescentfrost," Soulstar roared. "Follow my orders. Kill her. Now."

"He can't be," Crescentfrost whimpered, ignoring her leader. "I…"

"Who is this Storm?" Soulstar demanded of her. The white she-cat suddenly flung herself on top of the young trainee with a screech.

"You did it to him, didn't you?" she growled at Lightning.

"I didn't do anything," she answered. "He died for his Clan. Please head my warning, Soulstar. BloodClan is coming."

"It is," Crescentfrost purred with a wild glint in her eyes. She began to cackle.

"What… how can you know?" Soulstar growled. Crescentfrost rounded on him with her fur bristling.

"What kind of a leader are you if you hadn't even seen that coming? Many seasons ago they were driven out of the forest—do you think they would just back down like that? You mouse-brained fool!" Crescentfrost spit out the last word. Soulstar stood stunned. Lightning knew that Icetalon would never take such talk.

"Traitor," the leader snarled. "Why haven't you warned me earlier if knew the whole time?"

"BloodClan has a right to rule this forest. Anyone with the intelligence of a frog would know that." Crescentfrost's tail lashed.

Suddenly, high-pitched screeches of cats rang outside the camp entrance. Lightning was no longer in clearing, and Soulstar looked about fretfully for the small tabby. She was sent as a distraction, was the first thing that rang clear in his mind.

"ShadowClan!" the leader cried out. "Get ready for battle!"

Sorry it took so long to write this chapter oo. I hope you like it!