Disclaimer: This is not made to offend anyone. But if this does don't read it. Simple, right?

(Also, there's spoilers for Bluestar's prophecy, BTW)

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Anyways, Enjoy!

March 1952, Third grade, Still West Berlin. (Where else would it be?)

Chapter 4: Eerie Encounter

Bluefur's POV:

It had been a while since I had graduated Kindergarten. We were all put into a private school in the British side of berlin. Snowfur and Thistleclaw had grown closer than ever, and It wouldn't be a surprise if Thistleclaw would propose to her.

Meanwhile, I had distanced myself from the social life in pursuit of becoming the nerd of my class, as if you are proven that you are the smartest, you can say anything, and the others will believe you.

That way, you can win arguments faster and easier. Sweetpaw had done the same thing, and we became best friends. Turns out, peer pressure (form Sweetpaw) is the best thing to get you to learn the fastest.

The bell rang as we headed into Mr. Sunfall's classroom for the day. Today was "special" because we were putting on a play for our parents in the gym.

"Kids, Get in your costumes, and we will rehearse in the classroom one last time, and then we will go to the gym and do it there."

The play was Romeo and Juliet. Guess who is Romeo and Juliet? That's right, Snowfur and Thistleclaw.

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Don't misunderstand me, Thistleclaw and Snowfur are somewhat good people, but they tend to rush things in the relationship area. Am I jealous? Maybe. The worst part was that I was Rosaline, and my script said I was to flirt with Romeo.

I'll pretend that I have a cold so I won't have to do the part. A prodigy like me always comes prepared.

"Teacher?" I asked.

He responded, "Yes Bluefur?"

"I'm not feeling so good today." I lied

"Do you think you can do the part?" He asked.

"No, I don-"

Snowfur interjected, and responded, "I know her parts, I can fill in."

"No, You are the main character, You can not take two parts."

"How about me?" said Rosetail, "I can improvise lines on the spot, and I wouldn't mind flirting with my brother."

(OO) {WHAT!} -Snowfur

"Incest is Win-cest." Fuzzypelt snickered with Thistleclaw.

"Sorry, Snowfur. I didn't mean it that way. Who would? But I can do it, and my name even fits for my charter. Being backstage isn't really fun."

"Okay, Rosetail. You can do Rosaline." Mr. Sunfall conceded, "You will be sitting next to me in the audience. Just make sure that you will get better, Okay?"

"Yes, Teacher." I silently cheered about skipping out on the play as I joined Sweetpaw on the bleachers. Sweetpaw was not comfortable being on stage, so she was allowed to not play a part on stage.

"Hey, Sweetpaw!"

She looked up from her book and asked, "How were you able to skip out on the play? I thought your parents wanted you to be in it."

"Well, " I responded, "I faked a cold at the last second."

"Okay, But you're not supposed to skip on a school play, Bluefur. That is wrong." She scolded.

"You're not my mom! But I was Rosaline, and I had to flirt with Thistleclaw, and my sister is de facto girlfriend with him!" I defended myself.

"That gives you no excuse."

(oo) [I wouldn't want her to tell on me….]

"I suppose you're right."

"No kidding."

"You're supposed to say that 'it's fine' or something like that."

"I'm not your girlfriend, Bluefur."

A prompt and well deserved punch followed after.

Moonflower's POV:

"Something's wrong." I told Stormtail.

"Bluefur has a cold. Rosetail is Rosaline today." He responded, not even looking at me.

"No, not that. That person is suspiciously looking at his watch. It is from a Soviet brand. It has the green cape thing-y on it" I said as I grabbed his arm.

He faced me and responded, "When I said watch, That's not what I meant."

"No that is a different kind of watch." I whispered, "That is for a bloody spy."

Stormtail saw the logo. His eyes widened, and responded, "Let's get our weapons and arrest him."

I would have protested, but then again, Why would there be a spy here?

As we inched towards the exit, Bluefur spotted us and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Getting food." Stormtail responded.

Sweetpaw responded, "But the intermission is a few minutes away. Surely, you can contain your hunger, right?"

"Oh, when Moonflower gets really hungry, she gets really cranky, and we don't want a cranky momma, right Bluefur?"

(- -) {Isn't she already really cranky?}

"Missy, we will have a talk later."

We walked to the car, and as we got our weapons, I asked, "Cranky. Really?"

"It's true."

Sensing my anger, Stormtail started to back away.

"Oh? Where are you going? GET BACK HERE YOU BLOODY PIECE OF FOX DUNG!"

"Focus on the mission, Moonflower. I won't call you cranky ever again, Okay?"

I muttered, "You better not."

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Stormtail kept his promise, Unfortunately.

Bluefur's POV:

The play was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boring. I wish somebody just slapped Siamesespears and tell him, " Your play is super boring. Add zombies or something. Heck, the new warrior books are better than this. (Fight me)"

"Hey, " I whispered to Sweetpaw, "Why can't they make this more interesting?"

"Don't blame me, Musicals are more interesting." She whispered back.

I looked around and saw a man with a suspiciously shaped cane. I did the totally logical thing, and went up to him and asked, "What is that?"

He just spoke, "Go away."

So I did. Sweetpaw was still reading her book, even though there was little light in the gym, to dramatize the play.

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I decided to go back to the man.

"Bluefur, " Sweetpaw said without looking up from her book, "where are you going?"

"I'm going to go to that man."

"Didn't he tell you to screw off?"

"How would you know?"

"Because you just admitted it. Mind games, young Padawan."

(Oo) [Jeez, Sweetpaw. Mind your own business]

"Well, what if he didn't tell me to go away?"

"Then I would look stupid, but my educated guess is right, so I do not look stupid."

"Okay then."

"Let me come with you. You can never be too sure with strangers."

So we walked to the man, who seemed a bit nervous. I tapped him on the shoulder and he turned to face me.

"What do you want? " He questioned.

"To know what the cane is. What type is it?" I responded.

Someone tapped me on the back, so I turned around. Sweetpaw, who was looking distressed, whispered, "That's no cane."

I looked back, and stared at it.

"I'm pretty sure it is a cane."

"It's an energized spear in a cane case." Sweetpaw whispered.

I guess it could be a spear. What does energized spear mean?

"We have to call the cops, then." I whispered back.

Apparently, the man could hear us. "Don't do that."

"You can't stop me." I sassed, drawing attention. At that point, The actors on stage started to look at us.

He pointed the spear at me.

"Sure I can."

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I fell to the floor and saw blood spilling.

Moonflower's POV:

I walked inside, and prepared to arrest that man. I looked at him, and I saw my daughter and my mentee confronting him. Before I had a chance to stop them, the man pulled his spear out.

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Fox-dung.

As the shock wave exited the gun, Sweetpaw pushed Bluefur on the floor and got shot. She fell to the ground and blood gushed out of her newly formed hole.

Screams and yells soon followed, and a lady jumped on top of him, only to get stabbed.

I reached Sweetpaw while Stormtail took on the man.

"Are you okay? Sweetpaw?"

"I going to die, " Sweetpaw cackled and countuned, " but it is fine. Take him down with me. Tell him that stop, drop, and roll doesn't work in the dark forest. Make him suffer." Sweetpaw cackling splatted blood out of her mouth, and she began to wheeze. Her head slower lowered, and her wheezing slowed down until she stopped wheezing all together.

I turned to the shooter, and saw that Stormtail was getting pushed back. The H.O. spy seemed pretty impressive.

"GET OVER HERE, YOU BLOODY PIECE OF FOX DUNG. NO ONE KILL MY APPRENTICE WITHOUT DEALING WITH ME."

I walked up to him, and began my special brazilian jiu jitsu combination I had practiced for hundreds of times.

Left, Right, Hook, Uppercut, Hammer down, Elbow up, Step across left, Side kick.

"Kurwa!"

I applied it, flawlessly, and began clawing his face.

I got him into a choke, the butterfly choke, to be exact.

Anger fueling me, I spoke to him in flawless Shadowclan:

(•̀o•́)ง {DRINK YOUR BLOOD YOU SLAVIC MISTAKE! YOU REALLY ARE IN 'PIZDEC' NOW!}

"Stop right there!"

Another man pointed a gun at me. -p-q(oo)

"Let him go. If you don't, we will kill you right here. If you surrender, you will treated well at the gulag."

"Why should I? He shot my child!" I yelled.

The other man sighed, "He is an asset, nonetheless. And he is one of the few. Now let go or you get shot."

I positioned the slav in front of me.

"I would rather die that join your county."

"Very well then."

Fox-dung. He called My bluff.

He let out a burst of shots.

( o o) p-C - - - -

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I fell down on the slav, who fell down on the floor.

This would probably be where the legend of Moonflower ends.

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Very well.

With the remainder of my strength, I spoke, "Say hello to the Dark forest for me." and the world faded to black.

Goodbye.

I saw the man in the black robes. The last time I saw him was in Bastogne. This time, there was no American doctor to splash water on my face.

"We meet again." He spoke.

"So it seems."

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Strike me down. I have nothing to fear. My Mission will be finished."

I saw a flash of blue light cover me.

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