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Author's note: Hopefully that's the last time I have to edit this chapter for a while yet. This is like the seven-bajillionth time I've re-uploaded this. Now moving onto the other chapters...

PROLOGUE

Stripepaw cast a look about himself, realizing he was alone. How had he suddenly got separated from the hunting patrol? He didn't recall wandering off or anything of the sort.

He noticed with apprehension that the trees seemed foreboding, never mind that it was the middle of the day. The morning sun was clearly shining bright, filtering through the treetops to grace the ground below with its golden light.

He slowed his pace to a walk, his dark fur standing up on edge. Nothing seemed to be familiar, though he knew he couldn't be that far from the hollow. It was still the forest, but it didn't look normal, in a manner of speaking. Or at least that was how it seemed; he could just barely make out the normal reassuring scents of his clan members if he held his mouth open. However, there was also the mix of the other clans there as well, as if he was on the border of the four territories. Impossible, of course.

That's weird. He thought, rather spooked by now. Why was the forest that he had known all his life suddenly giving him such a sense of dread? His eyes darted around, and he felt his ears pressing back to his head as he crept forward slowly.
He heard something rustle in the bushes behind him and he jumped, spinning around, his heart rate skyrocketing. When he realized it was just a vole flying out of the bushes, he felt embarrassed, glad there were no warriors around to see him so skittish.

"Why are you so jumpy? You'd think this whole forest was filled with foxes and badgers from the way you're acting!" He mewed to himself softly, trying to shake the clingy feeling of unease.

Straightening himself deliberately, and flattening his fur down, he started confidently padding his way in the direction he thought he had come from, trying his best to ignore the pit in his stomach. He walked steadily on for a minute when another wave of dread washed over him, making him crouch low to the ground again, ears flattening. He heard a noise from behind him, like nothing he had heard ever before. He froze, almost not wanting to turn around and see what was behind him.

The sensation of dread grew stronger and he forced his legs to move as he turned around. Once again, there was nothing there. However, he was not going to stick around to find out if that was actually true or not. He had had enough of this. Whirling back around, he dug his paws into the ground, sprinting as fast as his legs would carry him. There was the sound of something large and ungainly crashing behind him and his terror grew, somehow making his legs run faster, faster than he ever remembered running.

Stripepaw let out a yowl of fright as he saw the hollow of ThunderClan up ahead, but was cut short as he vanished from the woods.

"Doctor!" Amy's voice rose above the noise of the TARDIS spinning out of control. "What's going on?" Another lurch threw her off the railing and onto the control panel. Sparks were flying everywhere; noises were blaring pounding into Amy's brain. Wires were coming loose of their bindings, dangling dangerously in the way of the occupants.

"I don't know! She's just gone berserk!" He shouted back to Amy. He was flipping switches in what seemed to be a random order, and was running about. He would steady himself on the control panel every time it shook.

She shrieked a little as she was tossed back to the railing like a rag doll. "Like I couldn't tell!" She drawled back, sarcasm dripping off her voice. "What happened?" She kept a tight grip on the railing to avoid being thrown across the paneling again as the TARDIS tilted.

"I can't quite tell, but I believe something hijacked her nanolocators and extra particle sensory photon perception field, which affected the waves of the polarized holiods!"

Amy rolled her eyes at him. "What in the world does that mean?"

"Never mind! Just flip that little blue switch over there!" The Doctor would have done it himself, if he had not had his foot and both his hand on the control panel. It seemed to Amy he might even start using his mouth to press buttons soon.

"Which blue switch?" Amy yelled. "There's hundreds of them!" The Doctor let out an exasperated sigh, somehow loud enough to reach Amy's ears over the din of the TARDIS. She ran her hands over all the blue switches she could see, wondering which one it was that he wanted.

"The little one! Yes, yes, that one! Flick it!" Amy flicked the switch upwards and the TARDIS came to a complete stop, making the normal landing sound. The Doctor removed himself from his position on the control panel. Racing down the steps, he threw open the doors, flooding the TARDIS' interior with natural sunlight from the outside. Amy quickly followed, her red hair catching the sunlight as she did so.

"Where are we?" She asked him, peering over his shoulder.

"It appears we've landed in a forest. Next to a lake. I like lakes." Amy could almost hear the grin in his voice as he soaked in the scene before them. "Let's have look about, shall we?" He said in a cheerful voice, while stepping over the threshold and straightening his bow tie.