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And now... for the moment you've all been waiting for... CHAPTER THREE!
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Chapter 3: Talk
As I padded back to camp with my fresh-kill, I saw some mice who seemed to be talking. That reminded me of the little 'talk' I had with Mary. How strange...
"Hiya! You're the pretty she-cat that was talking with mommy weren't you?"
Annoying little dumb-butts.
"Yes."
"Well, my name's Chester. This here's the small animal town of Lost City. I'm gonna give you a tour!" Chester chirped.
I opened my mouth to reply, but Chester just shouted, "Shops are now... OPEN!"
Creatures began to open their tiny homes and yelled as loud as their tiny voices could go.
"Herbs! Get your herbs!"
"Fresh produce!"
"Healing items! Bandages..."
I skittered out of the way as a mouse came rushing by with a cart of some sort.
"On your left you can see the Animire State Tree. On your right is the Big Apple..."
Oy vey! So many things to see! Wow, the Animire State Tree was extremely tall. The Big Apple was huge! Hey, some fish. Wait, are they talking! Oh, yeah, I understand their language. So I decided to join them. But the fresh-kill I had... was that a problem?
Yes.
Who said you could come out? Go back to your room!
Uh... No?
Okay.
Any-a-ways, like I said, it was a problem.
But I—
Shut up.
So I set it down. I trotted over to the small pool and stared into it. One of the fish looked up at me. "Hi," it gurgled.
"Uh... hi?"
"Are you Icepool or Iceheart?"
A pause.
"How do you know my names?" I had lowered my voice to a soft whisper.
"Simple. Midnight the badger told me in a dream. Name's Fishbrook. Call me Fish."
Another pause.
"M-Midnight told you? In a dream? Was this like a... prophecy?"
"Sure. What ever you say."
I nodded, then backed slowly away, then quickly vanished through the trees. Crazy fish-thing. I kept padding along the narrow pathway back to our makeshift camp. It was nearly moonrise. Oh, the great and tremendous trouble I'm going to be in. I always get into trouble. All the time. Except when I'm nice. Rarely nice. Wait no, endangered nice.
"In a perfect world, I wouldn't be this way."
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I appeared at the entrance of the 'camp' with my fish. I felt an aching in my heart as I realized no one was there. Did they leave me? My eyes scanned the clearing. Nothing. I really didn't want to be cold tonight... Suddenly, though, on pure luck and miracle, Cometfire walked into the clearing. He smiled at me.
Moonclaw loped after him with Crowfeather (I am no longer willing to accept him as my father) at his heels. They all carried enough fresh-kill to keep us going for days. I only had a fish. Great.
Moonclaw dropped his fresh-kill on the ground, beginning a pile. "Hey, Iceheart."
I was startled. He never said "Hey" to me unless it was, "Hey, Uglykit". I answered, "Hey, Moonclaw."
Once we were all settled in, eating our fresh-kill, we discussed where we were going.
"So," Cometfire began, "Firestar says he wants three of us to go on a journey to explore the territory around here."
"Yeah." Moonclaw tore into his kill. "Just to see if there's a suitable home for the Clans."
Crowfeather meowed, "And to see if there are any predators here."
I yawned. Why was I so tired? My paws ached, my stomach felt like it had a hole in it, and my head was throbbing.
"You okay?" Moonclaw asked. Why did he care? I nodded weakly.
"Well, I'm going to bed!" Cometfire announced. He got up and moved to the other side of the clearing.
Crowfeather turned to us again after he was asleep. "It's time I had a talk with you two."
"Talk!" we hissed simultaneously.
"Yes. It is about your heritage."
Moonclaw looked at me. I looked at him. We turned back to Crowfeather. "We are ready," we murmured.
"Okay. You are not just half-Clan. You are... uh... you are all-Clan. That means you have the blood of cats from all the Clans."
I gasped. Moonclaw sighed.
Crowfeather continued, "For ThunderClan it is Feathertail, your mother." Moonclaw stared at him. I nodded. "For ShadowClan, it is me, your father." Moonclaw literally choked on his fresh-kill. "For WindClan and RiverClan it is us again. We were half-Clan."
I leaned into Moonclaw. He leaned back. What was happening with us?
"I... my father was Brokenstar's grandson. I never knew his name. My mother was Ashfoot, the deputy of WindClan..." Crowfeather looked ready to cry as he explained my mother's heritage.
"Feathertail's father was Graystripe. He was and still is the deputy of ThunderClan. I have no idea why Firestar won't give up and move on. Her mother was Silverstream. She... died giving birth to Feathertail and Stormfur, your uncle and your mother."
I blinked. Now I understood that part. But how did—
"Feathertail died when she loosened some rocks on a high ledge in the Tribe of Rushing Water's cave, sending the rocks, and herself, down on the lion-cat monster Sharptooth, killing them. She is buried at the base of the waterfall that covered the Tribe's cave."
Yeah, but why do—
"The cats of the Clans hate you, Iceheart, because you are the prophecy that is supposed to save them. They expected a full-Clan cat, not you. Also, you have a special connection with all animals, including the dead. All the cats want to kill you because you can speak with Tigerstar as well. They believe you will become like him."
"I sort of figured I could speak with all other animals when I talked to a squirrel yesterday," I muttered. "But I never knew about the other things..." I closed my eyes, wanting to disappear from the world. Somehow, I felt like a traitor...
"I also need to tell you both that Feathertail visited me in a dream, and told me to find another love: Leafpool, the medicine cat of ThunderClan and Firestar's second daughter," Crowfeather sighed.
"Good luck," Moonclaw mewed.
"Yeah, thank you, good luck, and... I love you," I breathed before falling asleep under the bright lights of StarClan.
"I love you too, my feather."
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A/N-Told you it would get sad. And this whole entire story will be in Iceheart's POV. You'll find out in the end why. And no more humor, or so I say. If there is, it will be very, very small jokes or something.
Iceheart: Why do I have to be hated?
Me: I don't know. If it was Moonclaw, it wouldn't fit my plotline.
Moonclaw: This chapter was sad. We finally learned of our mother and our heritage.
Iceheart: (sniffles, then starts to cry)
Moonclaw: What's wrong?
Iceheart: I just saw the script! It gets waaay sadder later on!
Me: (bawling) I know! Why do I write this! (wails)
Moonclaw: (stares) Don't forget to review!
A/N-Okay, then. I need at least five reviews for this chapter before I put up another. I have many reasons why I need them. Also, many more plot twists later on! And this story is sort of AU.
If you want to know all the pairings in the story, just review or PM me.
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