The last Prophecy

Prologue

The moon rose into the sky as the crowd of Cats in the clearing cheered. A small, red and white she cat shook in the middle of the center, waiting for the countdown to stop so she could run. A small golden she cat stood by the medicine cat den in shock. Another cat stood by the nursery. Fear in her eyes as she looked at her sister and at the two mewling kits in front of her. Maybe I should kill them now She thought then I could die with Rock tree too.

She shook her head. I can't. She meowed. It's not their fault it's his She looked evilly at a gigantic tom in the clearing. He was leading the countdown.

I need to talk to her! She thought desperately. If she ran out of the camp now, she could talk to her sister and maybe persuade her to run away with her.

"Moonkit" she told her son "Watch Foxkit. I'm going for a walk."

"Okay!" he meowed "Come back soon Shinefeather!"

"Goodbye my son" She ran as fast as she could and ran to the dirt place. She went through the secrete entrance and headed into the forest.

She ran at light speed through the forest. She heard the cats reach to one, and heard a loud shriek and watched a small she cat run toward her. She could hear the crowd of toms and she cats running not too far behind.

"Rocktree!" she yelped and saw her sister running toward her. She was the medicine cat of Darkclan.

"Shinefeather?" she meowed shocked. "What are you doing here? Get back before the other cats see you and kill you too! Please!" Rocktree had ultimate determination in her eyes. "Go! Now!"

"We could live as loners!" Shinefeather pleaded "We could be together forever! I don't want you to leave!" She cried

"You need to leave!" Rocktree spoke to her sister with the courage of a lion. "You need to go back to camp.

"Why should I?" She asked. "The only thing that's back there that are worth living for are a few nice cats and my kits!" she told her.

Rocktree's voice became filled with dark, older wisdom. It was like she spoke the words of another cat. "When the Moons fur blazes through the Fox's fire, the darkness will cease to clouds"

"When the Moons fur….what?" She didn't understand a word she was saying

"Just run back!" Rocktree's voice went back to normal "When your kits are 6 moons old, tell them of the prophecy. Make them remember it and tell them to use it for their own good!"

The crowds of cats were getting closer. "There she is!" one of the toms, Blackblaze, Heatherstorms mate yowled.

"I'm sorry, I will always love you" Shinefeather ran back to the camp. Struggling from the loose of air. She ran past High Maple and practically jumped over warm cliffs to the other side of the water fall. I'm almost there! She thought as she saw the camp in the distance.

She heard a loud Thump! And a shriek of pain cut off by a growl of triumph. Her heart was broken. Rocktree, her only sister, was dead by now. Probably ripped apart by the bigger vicious toms and she cats by her body. In Darkclan, the only way you survived, was if you were big, and stuck by the warrior code.

She was almost there when a huge, Brown and white tom, crept out of the shadows.

"I saw you Shinefeather" The big tom growled. Anger blazed in his eyes as he crept up close to her. The stench of blood in his mouth.

"S-Stormstar w-what do you mean?" She asked trying not to show her fear.

"How dare you try to lie to your mate and leader!" he snarled. "Well former mate, after I'm done with you"

"No! Please don't!" she cried. "I'm sorry I did it! I will never do it again!"

"Do you think I care?" he asked her "You were lucky that you were big enough to survive Kit-hood. The only reason why I kept you alive is because I thought you might be useful one day" he meowed "Turns out I was wrong"

"What about our kits!" she meowed. "You let Dappleflower live until Honeyflower was a Medicine Cat!"

"Don't you dare mention those horrible pieces of Crow food!" he shouted. The mention of his former mate and unusually small daughter just got him angrier. "I have kept you alive long enough" he meowed and unsheathed his claws.

"No!" she ran but it too late. Stormstar tackled her and bit her neck. She yowled in pain as the blood ran from her body, he was killing her. "The prophecy…." She whispered. Stormstar didn't hear her. It was too late. She was dead.

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