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Fallen's Dream:

"Why'd you bring me here?" I snarled.

"Because." The silver tabby took a couple steps forward. "I want to talk about my offer."

I blinked. His offer. I had forgotten. "What about it?" I snapped.

"I want your answer. So?"

I thought for a few moments then straightened up to my full height. "How do I know you aren't lying? About knowing my past?"

Thistleclaw gestured and disappeared into the brush. I hesitated, than followed. We got to another clearing. This one had a small pool in the middle of it and Thistleclaw sat at the edge. He gestured for me to do the same but I stayed standing a safe distance away.

He shrugged and swept his tail over the surface of the water. The pool changed, the liquid swirling to form shapes and figures. The picture made my ears perk and I leaned closer. It was a she-kit. Who looked just like me. At first I thought it was me, but it couldn't be. Because the kit stood next to Scourge on top of the dumpster looking out over the Bloodclan cats.

"This is my daughter," Scourge was saying. "Is Fallen Angel. She will be treated with respect and as soon as she has filled her collar, will lead Bloodclan and Twolegplace alongside me. My blood runs through her veins, the blood of darkness and death, of blood and ice."

There were murmurs of approval and congratulations, then cats ran, attacking the Bloodclan warriors. Scourge snarled in anger and turned to the kit.

"Get in the den," he ordered then launched himself into the fray. I watched in horror as, when the kit went to go back, a she-cat grabbed her by the scruff and ran towards the exit.

"Help!" the kit cried.

I saw Scourge look up from where he was fighting four cats and he lunged but another cat tackled him, taking him from view.

Thistleclaw waved his tail once more and the scene disappeared. I realized I was right next to the water, staring at the surface. I looked up at Thistleclaw dully. "That was Scourge's daughter," the words scraped against my throat.

Thistleclaw nodded; his expression unreadable. "Yes. That was the night she was taken. Now, seeing that. Imagine what I could show you what you want to see."

I thought for another full minute, thinking about that. Then I made my decision. I looked up at Thistleclaw in the eye and said "I accept."