Hey guys! I just want to say a very big SORRY for stopping writing! Things happened IRL, I lost interest in the site, and more. But, a great thing to note is that my typing is getting a lot better! I mean, look to the first chapter. That was horrid. ;3; Anyways, I've decided that I'll make a SECOND book for this awesome series! Also...

Flamepool: WTFFFFFF WHY YOU NO TYPE STORY!? I WAS SITTING IN THE BACK OF YOUR MIND AND IN THAT REBELCLAN FORM FOR AGES WITH NOTHING TO DO!

Firehawk: At least you played a great role in that form. I was killed off after my second litter!

Flamepool: Nobody knew about my death till a long time later, though! EVERYONE CRIED WHEN YOU DIED!

Firehawk: ... Where's my bat?

Ferretclaw & Snowpatch: This is why we love you~!

All of the kittens in the Clan: FOOOOOOODDDDD!

Me: Um... Cough cough... Yeah... RebelClan form... /advertising

STORY

or as I used to say it.

StOrY

It had been quite a few moons since then. The time where Flamepool was announced deputy. Their kits became apprentices with Cherryheart, Berrynose, Cloudtail, Whitewing, Spiderleg, Seedfur, Leafpool, Crowfeather, Amberfrost, and Brackenfur as mentors (even though Cloudtail and Brackenfur were going to the elders den soon), Dovewing and Cinderheart were pregnant, Bumblestripe and Lionblaze were going to be proud fathers. Even Squirrelflight gave birth to her babies! Only two, though. Hawkkit and Tigerkit. Bramblestar named them after his family, but only because he still wanted to remember them. All this and more happened, and it was to hard to put into words.

I was laying in front of the medicine den with my tail curled around Fangpaw, my baby-boy. He was always a momma's boy, even from the point where he found out he was half-Clan. Frostpaw was the daddy's girl, but sometimes she refuses to look at her father and turns to me instead. That might be something horrible in the future. And my other kits? I don't even know. It was hard to keep track of them all.

"You tired?" my son asked. I then noticed how much my head was jerking to the side as I fought to stay awake. It was harder than it seemed in the movies. Yet again, those movies were just small memories that she could barely... well, remember. I sighed. "Maybe a bit. But I can't go to sleep. I'm watching camp." Fangpaw smiled softly and nosed my side. "Just sleep, Momma. Nobody will attack us in your nap time. And if they do, I'm sure you'll wake up in time." he promised, fluffing out his fur.

I smiled and let my eyes close, only to find that sleep was fighting against me now. It happened all the time lately, but, who cares? Suddenly, I fell asleep. But it was more of a forced sleep, and I could tell by how could it was. "Flamepool. You finally came." the familiar voice of Molestorm sounded behind me and I shot up. It has been a while. The last time I saw him was a moon ago, when he visited the kits' and my dreams.

"I couldn't find my way." I giggled quietly, turning to face him. I truly did love Molestorm, but Ferretclaw stole my heart first. And Molestorm, to me, was more of a highschool crush. The StarClan tom didn't laugh, he kept his straight face. "Now is not the time for jokes, Flamepool. Now is the time to remember the prophecy." he hissed, anger taking over his voice. Wow, I must'ave ticked him off.

I gulped and lowered my head slightly. "But we finished the prophecy!" I squeaked as he shook his head. "What about the ending?" I blinked, biting my lower lip. "The ending...?" He groaned and stood straight, reciting the whole prophecy.

"The Clans will be gathered in darkness,

Until the pool of flames

And the hawk made of fire

Show them the way back to the light.

Once they do,

The Clans will be in peace

And the future of the Clans will be born."

I swore to myself. "The future of the Clans will be born. Fox-dung! In my defense, Molestorm, I made up the first part, so of course I would remember that one better..." I saw a smile flash onto his face, but only for a second. "Flamepool! Focus!" I stood up straight and nodded. "Alright, alright." He grumbled softly, then closed his nice, saying a different prophecy.

"Trouble will enter the Clans once more as Sky and Blood enter the scene.

Only the Frosted Boulder and the Loved Fang is able to help."

I could already pick out two of the cats. Fangpaw and Frostpaw. The other two weren't hers, so she didn't think so fast about it. She didn't think about the books she read either. "Tell me what will happen! Please!" I called, going farther and farther away from Molestorm. Not on purpose, a current was pulling us apart.

I woke up with a jerk, Skypaw staring into my eyes with her light blue ones. "Momma? You slept long..." she murmured. I was just bracing for the news of me knocking out and sleeping for three days, but it didn't come. "You were sleeping for a few hours, silly!" I heard Frostpaw's voice, Owlpaw's following. "Yeah. Its almost nightfall and the deputy is sleeping in front of the medicine den." he grinned. Owlpaw wasn't the nicest of the group...

Wingpaw pounced on me, scaring the daylights out of me and waking me up. "Alright, I'm up! I'm up!" I squeaked, standing to my full height and towering over my babies. "Well. I want you all in bed soon, then." she smiled slightly. "Or Mutant Momma will come after you!" I had gotten used to being called a mutant. It was more of a joke and I accepted it. Now my main nickname was Mutant Momma. Mostly because I had all my powers, and I was like a mother to every kitten around.

Firehawk, on the other paw, wasn't a Mutant Momma. Ever since her mate dying, she wad been mellowing down, and hanging around Dewstorm a lot. Sometimes I wonder if she just wants to be as close to Snowpatch as she can. Oh well. What happens happens. I nudged my kits into their den and looked to the nursery. Could I pay a visit? Nah. To many memories in there. I sighed and padded to the warriors den, tucking myself in between Firehawk's nest and Ferretclaw's.

Ferretclaw wasn't there at the moment. The tom liked to hunt at night - it gave him a sense of stability and safeness. He was a ShadowClan cat for StarClan's sake. So the darkness and shadows weren't all that new to him.

I sighed and started to think of the new prophecy. Frostpaw and Fangpaw were in it. But Boulder and Loved? Who were they? What about Blood and Sky? And when was all this going to happen!?

Frostpaw: GREAT STARCLAN I THOUGHT I COULD AVOID THIS CRAP!

Fangpaw: Well, to bad. :p

Flamepool: Didn't I tell you to go to sleep?

Frostpaw & Fangpaw: EEEEP!

Well, I got a bit carried away x3 Hopefully you all can figure out what will happen! I can't wait till the next book, but I want to make sure people still want it. I want one more review. That's it. Then I'm done. c:

I'll still make the next book, though xD

REviEW! 8D