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Sandstorm was caught off guard by the question. "They...were murdered."

Rain's eyes widened as her chest began to ache. "By who?"

"Do you remember Tigerclaw?" Rain nodded.

Sandstorm swallowed hard. She hadn't talked about her parents' deaths in a long time. "Well during a battle with RiverClan, Tigerclaw killed Redtail in order to become deputy after him. And later on, Tigerclaw led dogs into the forest..."

The ginger she-cat was trembling now, and fought to keep her voice steady, "He murdered Brindleface so the dogs would have a taste for cat blood."

"That...that's horrible. I never liked him, but I didn't think he was a murderer."

"He is. And Scourge was brought into the forest by that murderer," Sandstorm spat. Then she had realized what she said, and her stomach twisted.

"Of course, that doesn't mean Scourge was-"

Rain interrupted her. "I know about your plan."

"What?"

Rain looked at her sister. "I know that you don't really believe what Shadow's doing. I know you're plotting against her to save the Clans."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sandstorm replied, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Yes you do," Rain said. "I also know that after you coronation, Shadow asked if there was anything we could use against the Clans tomorrow, and you said there would be a Gathering in a few nights on the full moon.

"You told her that it would be best, since you could attack a large part of all the Clans at once, then have smaller parties attack the camps. But I know better. I know that you're planning something. You just wanted more time to execute your plan."

"How do you know what I said? And why you think something like that?"

Rain let out a small purr of amusement. "Because I followed you and Shadow. You know Sandstorm, you haven't changed at all. You're still fiercely loyal. I'm guessing that you even kept your promise to me you made when we were kits, considering the Clan hasn't come looking for me."

"Of course I kept that promise. And I'm loyal to BloodClan now."

Rain rolled her eyes. "No you're not Sandstorm. You're plotting something, and I want in."

"Is everyone clear on what to do?" Shadow asked the small group of cats around her. For the task, she had gathered vicious cats who would not hesitate to kill. With their assignment, they couldn't afford to. But even with though thwse were some of the best fighters in BloodClan, their ability to focus wasn't very good.

A large, heavily scarred tom bowed his head. His white fur was dull but his eyes shown with blood lust. "Yes Shadow. But can we play around with them a while? I'm sure a Clan cat would put up an excellent fight."'

"No. I want the job done quickly. Don't tire yourselves out. You'll need plenty of energy for our attack in a few nights," Shadow replied. "Now go."

With a snort, the tom led his small gang of cats over the old fence and out of the overgrown yard, his tail lashing with excitement.

Sandstorm stared at her sister, not sure what to say. Rain, realizing this, spoke.

"I know you probably don't believe me, but I'm serious. I've been confused a lot since this all began, and even a little before all this began. But for the first time in my life, my eyes are clear. I want to do this. Please."

Sandstorm's heart ached from the pain and neediness in her sister's voice. She knew that Rain was telling the truth. But before as she opened her mouth to reply, the fur on the ginger she-cat's neck began to rise, and she scented other cats. Her green eyes grazed over the ground around them, when she spotted a group of cats coming towards them.

"Rain, we need to get down."

"What? Why?"

Sandstorm shifted her paws uneasily, but forced herself to stay calm. "There are cats coming over here, and I doubt they just want to share tongues."

Rain's eyes widened. "Oh I smell them. Uh-oh, it's Demitrix and his gang. We need to get out of here. Now."

"What's the hurry?" A ruff voice asked below them. They looked down to see a large, battle scarred tom with three other cats. "We just got here."

Firestar sat in his den, heart feeling heavy. He had no idea what to think. Why would Sandstorm go off into another Clan's territory without permission? Was she a traitor who was sharing ThunderClan information with Blackstar? Was she having an affair with a ShadowClan cat?

The ThunderClan leader's heart ached with the thought. For some reason her having an affair seemed much worse than giving away their Clan's secrets. But Firestar shook his head. Sandstorm would never do anything like that. And he knew that she would me annoyed with him for having such thoughts. But it was still odd that she had done that, and even more strange that she hadn't returned. But Firestar forced himself not to panic or think of the worse. He needed to find Sandstorm, and he could only do that with a clear head. He would gather a small patrol and go and ask Blackstar if he knew anything about Sandstorm tomorrow.

With a sigh, Firestar sunk down into his nest, and quickly fell into a sleep filled with a certain ginger she-cat.

I know, a very short filler-chapter. But at least it didn't take me two months to update like usually :) It's kind of boring right now, but there will be some action in the next chapter. Oh, and I've been listening to a lot of Skillet lately, and the last chapter's title was a sort of reference to their song 'Awake and Alive'. I was listening to that song when I wrote it.

Anyways, thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! I want to know what my readers think of my story, and I appreciate any comments and constructive criticism, so please review :P

-FC