A/N-I'm so surprised at how much feedback I'm getting on this story! And how much feedback I'm getting on my other stories... (glares at reviewers) You all suck! Anyway, back to this story.

How many of you liked the last chapter? Judging by the number of reviews, a lot!

Chapter 5: Innocence

I blinked up at my uncle. I could die? My surprise quickly turned to anger. "StarClan would never do that to me!" I yelled. In a split second, I had tackled him to the ground. We rolled around in the snow for a few seconds.

"There's a sheer edge here! We'll both die if you continue doing this!" my uncle snarled/yelled.

I didn't listen. We fought each other to keep away, or go toward, the edge. A fire was burning inside me, and I intended to do what it said. Crimson blood soaked the ground as we rolled.

End it! Fire commanded.

I will.

Only one thought was running through my head at the time: Kill, kill, kill.

It came to a skidding halt, though, when we reached the edge. I struggled to stay up on the cliff. Storm kept hanging on to me.

Stupid kit! I told you to finish it! Fire shouted.

I have failed you then.

Yes. You have.

Fire was angry with me. The earth crumbled beneath us, and we fell. I pulled out of Storm's grasp, yet continued to fall. I twisted in the air. The ground was getting closer... closer... closer...

Thud.

CRACK!

Blood pooled around my broken body. I felt its salty taste in my mouth. I spit most of it out. There was only darkness where I was. A couple shadows flitted across the narrow gap. Emotion, feeling, love... they were the only three things that were keeping me going.

I forced myself to my paws. I would fulfill my true destiny. A bright light stood in my path. I recognized that light.

"Mother..." I breathed. "This is death. I'm gone. I know it."

My mother gave me a sad smile as she walked over to me. "Death is not the beginning of the end. Death's a return to yourself. The return to innocence. Those three things that keep you going are a part of you. Never be afraid to be weak. Don't be proud to be strong. Just look into your heart, just follow your own way. Believe in destiny."

She licked my ear. Her eyes stared into mine.

"Goodbye, my daughter..." she murmured one last time.

"No, wait. One more question."

Feathertail turned and looked at me.

"Who is my true guardian angel?"

My mother smiled again. "I am..."

O.O.O.O.O.O

Reality came crashing down on me. But I felt no pain. The only thing that mattered was that I had survived. So did Storm. That was the way I wanted to be. I never wanted for us to end. A wave of emotion hit me. Cometfire. I realized we needed each other.

That was it.

My innocence was with him. We needed each other. That I knew would never end. I loved him. He loved me back.

That was all I needed.

O.O.O.O.O.O

There was no blood on us. There were no broken bones in our body. Some would say that it was a miracle. Others would say it was emotion, feeling, and love that kept us going. I would agree with that. Mostly the love part.

The love for Cometfire. The love for my father. The love for Suntail.The love for Hawkfrost. The love for Moonclaw. The love for my mother. The love for the kits I wanted. The love for the Clans. The love for Storm. The love to keep on going. The love to become leader. The love to fulfill my destiny.

My destiny.

I didn't care if I was weak. I didn't care if I was afraid. I didn't care if I was strong. I didn't care if I was proud. I never wanted to give up.

"Iceheart!"

I looked up. Cometfire, Moonclaw, and Fireteller were racing over to me. I smiled at them. I hadn't smiled since I was a kit. I was finally returning to my innocence.

"Hey guys. How's it going?" I laughed as Cometfire stared at me with wide eyes.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing you would understand." I curled up in a corner and fell asleep, actually ready for the darkness to come to me.

O.O.O.O.O.O

I opened my eyes. Blinking sleep away, I stood up to stretch. I ended up sceatching Moonclaw's face. Cometfire chuckled. I smiled. Moonclaw growled something illegible.

"Good job," Cometfire purred.

"Thanks," I purred back.

He licked my ear. I closed my eyes and leaned into him. Moonclaw gave us a disgusted look and gagged. I guessed he was just jealous ofnot having a mate yet. Falcon looked like she didn't have a mate either.

"I thought you were with Falcon," I teased.

"Shut up!" he spat.

I giggled. Cometfire hinted to me that we should go somewhere. I agreed. Moonclaw stared at us strangely. We smiled at him and padded off somewhere to do something-you-are-glad-not-to-know.

O.O.O.O.O.O

I watched the two toms wrestle on the ground. I had just told Moonclaw that I would be having Cometfire's kits. He had gotten pretty angry, attacked poor Cometfire, and had brought Falcon along with us just to prove he loved her. That's what I said. He said he brought he along to help us on our journey. I had asked her why the two Tribes were fighting.

"We killed Brook Where Small Fish Swim. They wanted revenge. Especially that newcomer Storm," she had explained.

"Oh..."

We seperated. I went to help Cometfire to his paws. He gasped gratefully, holding his ears.

"Moonclaw, you hurt him!" I cried, pretending to be saddened.

"Sorry, Ice. But you're my sister. I can't not protect you," Moonclaw muttered.

I narrowed my eyes. "I hate it when you call me Ice."

"It's a good nickname!" Falcon put in.

"Yeah, let's go by the first part of our names!" Cometfire agreed.

There was a short pause.

"Fine," I announced. I leaped onto a nearby rock and addressed them like a leader would."Moonclaw, you will be called Moon. Cometfire, your name will be Comet. I will be called Ice. And Falcon... well, you were born with that name, so I don't need to change it."

They all nodded their heads.

I jumped down from the rock. Realizing that no one had objected when I had addressed them, I felt proud of myself. Maybe I would be a leader after all.

O.O.O.O.O.O

A/N-How was that? Well, my computer was being stupid and if there are any mistakes I made, please tell me. For any of you who liked my story To Live On, I am sorry. It will be deleted along with its sequel. That was very businesslike! Cool!

Moonclaw: I do not like Falcon!

Me: Oh, really?

Moonclaw: ... Okay I like her...