Welcome to this somewhat random chapter of doom and CLIMAXNESS!

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors.
Rainpaw sat there, scowling at Riptide as he stood, a smug grin across his face. How long would she have to put up with all this? Was it morning back at camp? What if everyone at home was thinking she was sick? Or worse, just being lazy? Or even worse, dead? She wanted out. Now.

Meanwhile, Flamepaw was lying down, contemplating the whole situation. Should he pretend to kill her? No, that might release him, but not Rainpaw. Besides, Tigerstar was smarter than that. He would probably see right through it. Suddenly, he heard Rainpaw's voice. It sounded like she was singing something.

"There's a time for everyone, if they only learn… that the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn…" she whispered soflty.

"What are you doing?" Flamepaw asked. Since when were cats taught to sing?

"I don't know…" she answered. "It's something I heard coming from one of those music boxes twolegs like to have."

"How'd you hear it? Were you over in the twolegplace?"

"Of course not! I just happened to be in the general area of it. I was hunting. I heard it… there's some nice music in them…" Rainpaw rambled.

"Well, you have a nice voice."

"Oh. Thanks."

Suddenly Riptide interrupted them. "What are you two talking about?" he snarled.

"Nothing," growled Flamepaw.

"Tell me!"

Flamepaw sighed. "Music! Okay?" Now Flamepaw was just getting angry. Rainpaw wondered if this would get any worse, and what would happen if it did.

"Music? Humph. Whatever in the world is that?"

"Absolutely nothing meaningful."

Riptide raised his eyebrows, then grunted and turned around and began staring out into the darkness of the camp.

Suddenly, a pure, silver light burst into the camp. Dozens of lithe, shining figures poured into the cavern, running around. Demonclan cats stood rooted to the ground in shock, then regained their senses and threw themselves into the fray. Rainpaw couldn't figure out what the fray was at first, then realized that it was… Starclan!

Rainpaw's heart filled with hope. Riptide had rushed off to help fight, leaving the cell unguarded. Then Froststar appeared before them and threw herself at the cell door, loosening it. She threw herself at it again, and it burst open. "Froststar!" Rainpaw cried. They touched noses, then the old leader turned and ran back into the fight.

"Rainpaw, look out!" Flamepaw cried. Rainpaw looked to her right and saw four shadows creeping towards her. Slowly, they backed her and Flamepaw into the cave wall. Desperately, she tried to think of a way to get out. It seemed hopeless, when suddenly she noticed the torch behind her… "Flamepaw! The fire!" she cried.

Flamepaw looked at her, then above him. There he saw the torch, wedged into a crevice in the wall. Jumping up and grabbing it with his teeth and paws, he managed to pull it out just as one of the Demonclan cats lunged at him. The cat hit, and Flamepaw fell to the floor. The torch slipped out of his hands and landed on his attacker, somehow setting him alight. The cat ran flailed about, spooking one cat and igniting another one. They all ran screeching to the other side of the room. But there was still one cat left.

Flamepaw reared and stood on his hind feet, then came back down and began to charge. He leaped at the last attacker just as she did, and they hit each other in midair. Flamepaw fell to the ground, blacked out. Rainpaw yowled in anger as her inner fire swelled and raged. It strengthened her, and she began to run. Then, while her attacker was still down, Rainpaw pounced. Claws unsheathed, she sliced the neck. No blood came from the shadow cat, but it didn't move. Was it dead? Rainpaw couldn't tell. But how would a dead cat die again?

Suddenly Rainpaw remembered about Flamepaw. He was still unconscious. How could she get him out without being caught, attacked, killed… she would have to wait for help. But not for very long, for at that moment, Froststar came to the rescue again. "Good job, Rainpaw," she purred, then grabbed Flamepaw by the scruff of the neck and bounded off. She got the the mouth of the cavern, dropped him, and cried, "Everybody! Come on! Let's go! Retreat!" Then, after making sure the clan had heard her, she ran off. Rainpaw dashed forward to catch up with Froststar. She had Flamepaw in her mouth. "Thank you, Froststar." Froststar looked at her and nodded. "You're welcome," she said through her full mouth.

It wasn't long before the clan had gotten out of the caves. Everyone was taking a break on the cliff after running up all that. Rainpaw came over and lied down next to Flamepaw, who was finally starting to stir. "Ugh, what happened?" he asked groggily.

"You and another cat pounced at each other. You were knocked out," explained Rainpaw.

"Oh." He blinked. "Well."

Rainpaw sighed. Come on, let's take a quick rest, then we'll go. I think it's about time we got back to our bodies."

"You're right. Oh… but I feel like I've just gone a whole moon without sleep…"

"Don't worry. You can get a good rest when we get back. I can say you have a fever and give you some poppy seeds. Then you can rest a bit."

"Thanks."

Cats about them had started to get up again. "Looks like we're heading out," Rainpaw sighed. "Let's go." Then Starclan began their descent down the mountainside. "I am not going back in there ever again," she stated.

"Not as long as you're alive," Flamepaw added playfully.

"Hey!" Rainpaw growled.

"Hay is for horses!" Flamepaw purred as he began to run.

"You get back here…"

"Just try and catch me."

Rainpaw smirked, then made a sudden dash towards him. Flamepaw yelped in surprise, then ran, laughing. Suddenly Rainpaw remembered how she had found out about her boundless strength she wielded in the realms of Starclan. "Fine, then. I will."

Don't worry. It's not all over yet! There's going to be at least one more chapter. And tell me, shouldI end the story like a songfic(I have a perfectly fitting song in mind) or not? Now review! Or I shall give you the famous Puss-In-Boots eyes... dun-dun-dun