A/N-Sorry for putting a cliffy in the last chappie. I was bored and I couldn't think of anything to write, so I just wrote that. There's a short recap at the beginning so you know.

Chapter 2: War

WindClan (battle with RiverClan)

"You," they both growled. Icepool raised a paw over Moonstream's head and brought it down on air. Moonstream had rolled out of the way at the last second. Icepool snarled. Moonstream snapped to her paws.

"Why are you acting so mean? You were nice when you escorted me out of the camp!" she meowed.

"And why does that matter now?" Icepool shot back, leaping toward the black she-cat. "This is a battle! Tension is thick and war is rising! Strength is the only thing that matters! Everything weak must be eliminated!"

Moonstream dodged one of the silver she-cat's slashing paws. She exhaled sharply. "You're acting like Hawkfrost now. Do you want everyone to hate you?"

Icepool stopped her attack. Her blue eyes glinted in the sun. "No," she admitted after a pause. "But the Clans have been fighting ever since the last omen happened."

"I know." Moonstream momentarily sat on her haunches. "And even though our Clans are fighting this very moment, can we still be friends?"

Icepool snapped out of her daze and drew back her lip in a snarl. "Never!" She leaped up and clawed furiously at the younger cat's throat. Blood spattered her pelt. It soaked into the ground, turning it bright red.

Moonstream retaliated by kicking the older cat onto her back. Her black paws battered Icepool's slender silver belly. Now they were both stained with each other's blood.

Icepool spit out some of her blood that had seeped into her mouth. Her left eye had been clawed shut, and her left ear had a large "V" shape in it. Her belly had been torn open slightly, but most of her blood was flowing out of the wound.

Moonstream wasn't any better; her throat had been ripped open. She managed the choke out "Fine" before racing toward the medicine cat's den.

Icepool nodded. She called her warriors off and ran as fast as she could. Soon, she let Fireshadow and Snowlight lead because of her injuries.

"Icepool, are you alright?" Wheatpaw mewed softly.

Icepool coughed as a reply. She slowed down, tail drooping, head low. She hurt all over. Her ears flicked when Wheatpaw began to smooth her pelt, rasping his tongue around her wounds.

"Maybe you should go see the medicine cat right when we get to the camp." His voice was faint and distant. "I'll go tell Leopardstar what happened."

Icepool felt her head begin to throb. Black spots invaded her vision. She suddenly collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

ThunderClan

The Clan was getting along great. Leafpool's son Briarpaw was getting along fine; no one knew he was half-Clan and the son of a medicine cat.

"Hey, Briarpaw!" Sunpaw called. Her bright green eyes shone happily in the sunlight.

"Yeah?" Briarpaw mewed.

"Guess what!" She pounced on his back, biting his ear.

"Um... you're happy because Cometkit, Treekit, and Dawnkit are becoming apprentices?" He cuffed her behind her ears.

"No!" Sunpaw laughed. "I'm happy because I'm going to become a warrior! Isn't that great?"

Briarpaw pushed his friend off him. "That's great! What do you think your name will be?"

Sunpaw sat on her haunches, curling her tail around her paws. She licked her dark ginger chest fur. "I think it'll be either Sunfire or Suntalon. Or even Sunflame!"

Briarpaw nodded. He twisted around to lick the fur on his shoulders. He smiled when Sunpaw greeted Singepaw more softer than she greeted him.

"Hey, Sunpaw. I'm becoming a warrior with you, too." Singepaw gently batted one of her ears. Sunpaw bit his paw.

"Yep. And that means no one can boss us around except the leader and the deputy." Sunpaw padded away to her mentor, still smiling.

Briarpaw turned to Singepaw. "She likes you!" he teased. Singepaw's eyes went wide.

"SHH! She can still hear you!" He lowered his voice hen he got suspicious looks. "I like her, too. Just don't tell her that!" He turned and disappeared out of the camp.

Briarpaw smiled. Singepaw's father was Sootfur and his mother was Whitenose. Squirrelflight and Sootfur almost fell in love, but then she fell in love with Sunpaw's father Brambleclaw. He was happy that Sunpaw and Singepaw were in love... secretly.

"Briarpaw!" someone meowed.

Briarpaw turned around. He was surprised to see Birchclaw. The young tom had been ill with whitecough, but now he looked a lot better.

"Yep?" Briarpaw trotted up to him.

"Do you want to go on a patrol with me, Rainwhisker, and Eaglefeather?" Birchclaw's gray pelt looked strange against Eaglefeather's brown and pale ginger pelt.

"Sure!" Briarpaw was already up and bouncing around.

Birchclaw's whiskers twitched in amusement. Eaglefeather and Rainwhisker took the lead. They led the other to out of camp.

RiverClan (medicine cat den)

Icepool opened her eyes. She forced herself to her paws, her body screaming in protest. It felt as if she were being ripped in two. Suddenly, Mothwing and her apprentice Pantherpaw flashed into the den to her side. Mothwing had herbs and cobwebs in her jaws.

"Lay back down," she ordered, her voice muffled.

Icepool obliged. She momentarily just lay completely still, not complaining as the medicine cats pressed things to her wounds. Then she growled deeply.

"What's wrong?" Pantherpaw asked worriedly, pausing a bit.

"Where are the rest of the patrol cats that were with me?" Icepool lay her head on her paws, her eyes chips of ice.

Mothwing lightly batted Icepool's ear. "They are resting in another section of the den." She continued to press cobwebs to a reopened wound on Icepool's shoulder. She winced.

"Pantherpaw, give me some more cobwebs." Mothwing flicked the young apprentice on the shoulder with her tail.

"Okay," Pantherpaw answered. He disappeared out of the cave. Mothwing still pressed the blood-soaked cobweb against Icepool.

"It's no use," Icepool suddenly snapped. Mothwing jumped.

"What's no use?" she asked gently.

"You know... remember that ShadowClan warrior I told you about?" Icepool dug her claws into the soft cave floor when images of him flowed back to her mind.

The medicine cat smiled genuinely. "The one with your kits?"

"Shh! And... yes..."

"Ah, yes. He was very charming. I am sure Robinkit and Silverkit are fine."

"It's not that. Remember the last battle we had with him?" The warrior looked pained. In her eyes were regret, sorrow, and fear. She turned her head to look at Mothwing.

Mothwing nodded. She stopped for a moment. "Yes. I know what happened." She stared into the younger warriors' eyes, feeling the pain radiating from the slender silver body. Ice and flame stared into each other. Finally Icepool broke the stare when Pantherpaw loped in.

"Got it," he meowed.

Icepool closed her eyes again. She felt unconsciousness begin to settle in when she thought of her mate and two kits.

WindClan (medicine cat's den)

Moonstream jolted awake. Her paws trembled when she remembered her nightmare. In it, she had been standing between two warriors. They were faceless warriors. When she had looked around, her apprentice was dead, her leader was staring at her, and her friends were nowhere.

"Hello!" she had called.

No answer.

She had tried eight times, then gave up. Then she had seen Icepool standing in a pool of blood, yet it wasn't her own. It was Moonstream's blood. When Moonstream had tried to scream, she woke up.

"Hey, Moonstream." Moonstream recognized Beepaw's voice.

"Beepaw!" she gasped.

Beepaw scrambled over to her mentor. "Moonstream, I'm so sorry! I couldn't help it!"

Moonstream pricked her ears. She winced at the sudden movement. "Couldn't help what?"

The apprentice whimpered. "I just watched them. I just watched! Now she's dead! And whenever I close my eyes, I can hear her saying, 'Help me'. And all I can see is this wave of blood and black water coming at me! And when I try to open my eyes, it feels like talons are ripping through my body! It's horrible!"

Moonstream stared at her apprentice. "I think she's trying to send you a sign about what might happen to you," she meowed. "And what happened to her..."

Ashfoot, the deputy, had died bravely trying to ward off the RiverClan patrol. Her body had been recovered after the battle, and now two warriors were sitting vigil. Crowfeather was one of them.

"How long have I been asleep?" Moonstream asked, changing the subject.

Beepaw thought a moment. Then she mewed, "Since moonrise."

"What time is it now?"

"Midnight."

Moonstream sighed and lay her head on her paws. She closed her eyes. Beepaw lay down beside her, her warm body comforting Moonstream a little. So, she did the only thing useful for her.

Moonstream slept.

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A/N-O.O ... Well... Okay... Aquadream? Waterpelt? Halfpelt? What do you think? And I didn't kill you guys! I almost killed myself, though. O.o Okay...

Here's a poll: What do you want Sunpaw's name to be? What about Singepaw's?

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