Heya, believe it or not, this is the last chapter of SunClan's Destiny part one. I'm going to go with the idea of creating a part one and a part two. It will be about what happens after this, to Silverstorm, Skyfire, Eaglefeather, SunClan, and some unexpected new arrivals. But you'll see. (Wow, I feel like a newscaster.) Also, thank you to Lunarpaw, for giving me the perfect name for Lionpaw.

Skyfire

It began raining as soon as Skyfire and Eaglefeather left the territories, and not just a light sprinkle. Torrents of rain poured down from the heavens, as though StarClan were weeping at the loss of Eaglefeather and Skyfire. Of course, there was also thunder and lightning, and a strong wind that blew the rain straight into the two cat's faces.

"Eaglefeather, can we stop somewhere?" Skyfire asked, blinking water out of her eyes.

"Soon," Eaglefeather had his head down against the rain. "If we stop now we'll freeze. Maybe we should have waited until after Leaf Bare to leave."

Skyfire shook her head, though she was sure that Eaglefeather couldn't see her. "I couldn't wait that long." The cats trudged along for a few more fox lengths when Twolegplace came into view. Skyfire peered about fretfully, hoping to spot some sort of shelter among the tangle of Twoleg dens. "Look there," Skyfire mewed, "There's a small Twoleg den next to the big one. Maybe we could sneak in there."

Not having much choice, the wet, bedraggled cats padded through the rain and into the small twoleg den. The lack of water when they entered the den was a huge relief. Not really caring about anything else, Skyfire flopped down on her side to sleep. Eaglefeather cuddled up next to her, his body heat beginning to warm the former ThunderClan she-cat. The cats dozed off.

When the Skyfire awoke, she found that the rain had subsided a large amount. Lifting her head, Skyfire murmured, "Good morning Eaglefeather."

"It's not morning mousebrain," Eaglefeather teased, "It's nearly Sundown. You've been asleep for ages." Eaglefeather stood in the entrance to the den, a large rabbit by his paws. "The first freshkill of freedom," he told her. Skyfire gladly gulped it up.

When Skyfire had finished, she asked, "So where to Eaglefeather?"

Eaglefeather shifted uncomfortably. "I was thinking last night. You remember when Silverstorm said that we were no longer Clan cats?"

"How could I forget," Skyfire's heart clenched.

"Well I was thinking, what's the use of having warrior names if we aren't warriors?" Eaglefeather sat down next to Skyfire, his fur rubbed against hers.

"You're suggesting that we change our names," Skyfire meowed, looking down.

"Not a lot," Eaglefeather protested, "I was thinking of just going by Sky and Eagle."

Skyfire shook her head again. "No, I can't. I worked too hard to get my name. I'm not going to give it up."

"It was just a suggestion," Eaglefeather mewed, "I think we should head north, past Highstones."

"That feels right," Skyfire meowed. Then she asked, "I was wondering, do you think we'll ever see the clan cats again? Will we go to StarClan and be with them?"

"I hope we never have to see their faces again," Eaglefeather mewed, "As for StarClan, why worry now? We have our whole lives ahead of us. Things to see, do," His eyes softened. "And when we're ready, a family to raise."

"Oh right. A family to raise," Skyfire echoed.

The cats trotted out of the small twoleg den. "I'm never going to regret running away with you," Eaglefeather mewed, and the two cats walked out into the future, into the blood red setting sun.

Foreshadowing...

Silverstorm

Silverstorm rested her head on her paws. It hurt. "You doing okay?" Grayleaf asked, trotting over to Silverstorm. "Losing your apprentice is a pretty hard blow."

"There was nothing I could do to stop her," Silverstorm whispered, "She just went."

"Death is hard," Grayleaf murmured.

"But it was like I lost her before. This was the final straw." Silverstorm looked down. Then she looked up. "Grayleaf, I've been having dreams lately, and not just any dreams. They've been about Skyfire."

Grayleaf paused. "What happens in them?"

"Well, Skyfire is always in them," Silverstorm mewed, "She's always in some sort of pain. An eagle keeps trying to help Skyfire, but only succeeds in hurting her. I keep seeing these eyes, two of them are gold, and two are blue. I hear this voice saying 'Robin, Spruce, Willow and Golden,' and then the sun goes black."

Grayleaf held still for a long time, processing the dream. "I think," she meowed, "And this is only a small chance, but I think that the eyes you see are Skyfire's kits. I think the eagle represents the father. He tries to help Skyfire, but he only ends up hurting her. Robin, Spruce, Willow and Golden are the kits. Robinkit, Sprucekit, Willowkit and Goldenkit. However, what the sun means, I have no idea. You said that it goes black right?"

"Yeah, but I had this dream again, and there were two suns. One was red and the other blue. The red one was really bright."

Grayleaf's eyes flew open. "No, you're sure?"

"Yes."

Grayleaf shook her head. "Skyfire's life is in grave danger," Grayleaf murmured.

Silverstorm stood up abruptly. "I need to get some fresh air," she mewed quickly, and fairly sprinted out of the den. Silverstorm padded to the river on the edge of the territory, and dunked her head in it several times. No. This was not happening.

For a few wild seconds, Silverstorm considered going after Skyfire, finding some way to track them. But when a drop of rain splattered on her nose, Silverstorm knew it was too late. She ran back to camp, but waited long enough so that she was soaked through.

As she dripped her way into the warrior's den, Mosspelt complained, "What did you di, jump in the river? You're soaked!"

"I hadn't noticed," Silverstorm muttered sarcastically.

Five moons passed without many events. Every day was the same as the last. Silverstorm got up, did whatever anyone asked of her, visited SunClan, and went to sleep at night. Lionpaw received his warrior name, he was now Lionflame. Hazepaw was still an apprentice. Not much had changed.

"Silverstorm," Copperstar trotted over to her one evening. "I was wondering if you'd like a new apprentice. Dawnburst's kits will be of age soon, and since you lost Skyfire, I thought a new apprentice could help you."

"Maybe," Silverstorm mewed. "I'm on evening patrol. Can I go?"

"Of course," Copperstar looked a bit disappointed the conversation had ended so abruptly. Silverstorm padded over to where the rest of the patrol was waiting. Heartflight and Brownclaw. The warriors set off, scanning the border and checking scents. Suddenly, Silverstorm caught a familiar scent, one she hadn't smelled for moons.

"I think I smell something," Silverstorm mewed.

Heartflight looked at her in surprise. "You want us to come?"

"No. I'll check it out by myself."

"Someone should come with you. If it's a rogue, you could be in danger," Brownclaw argued.

"Fine," Silverstorm hissed, "But let me go first." Silverstorm slipped ahead of the other two warriors and crept ahead. The scent was getting stronger. Silverstorm didn't dare to hope. Then, a piercing shriek full of pain filled the air.

"Skyfire!" Silverstorm yowled, and pushed through a patch of bracken to reveal two cats. An angry tom's head jerked up. He hissed threateningly, standing over a she-cat. A she-cat Silverstorm knew. "Skyfire? Eaglefeather?" Silverstorm asked in disbelief.

"Silverstorm?" Eaglefeather yelped in shock.

"Silverstorm, what going on?" Brownclaw and Heartflight burst through the bracken behind Silverstorm. "What's going on here?" Brownclaw asked in surprise.

"Eaglefeather, what wrong with Skyfire?" Silverstorm demanded.

The ThunderClan warriors looked at her in disbelief. "Do you know these cats?" Heartflight asked.

Silverstorm ignored her. "Her kits are coming," Eaglefeather gasped, "Something's gone wrong. I don't know how to help!"

"Kits...what... Heartflight, get Grayleaf," Silverstorm ordered.

Heartflight only now seemed to notice Skyfire. She stared in shock at the kit swollen she-cat who she had grown up with. "Please Heartflight," Silverstorm begged.

Heartflight snapped out of it. "On my way," She mewed, and took off toward camp.

A few minutes later, Heartflight reappeared, and Grayleaf with her, both carrying many herbs in her mouth. Grayleaf took one look at Skyfire, and began sorting herbs. "You," she told Eaglefeather. "What happened?"

"We were talking, and then suddenly she collapsed and started yowling. I tried to get her here, you camp was the closest, but she kept yowling. I was so scared."

"Kits," Grayleaf remarked, "She-cat's shouldn't have them this early in life." That was when she got a good look at Skyfire. She gasped. "Skyfire! And you are?"

"Eaglefeather," Eaglefeather meowed.

"The warrior that went missing from ShadowClan all those moons ago, about the time that Skyfire was taken? I may be old, but my brain still works. My I ask how you came to know each other?"

"We met at a gathering," Eaglefeather mewed smoothly.

"Fine," Silverstorm was surprised at Grayleaf's calm acceptance of Eaglefeather's lie. Suddenly, the old she-cat breathed out a deep breath. "The kits are coming," she mewed.

"What!" Eaglefeather yowled. He quickly padded over to Skyfire's side. "The kits are coming now, Skyfire," he told his mate.

"I know that," Skyfire mewed faintly.

"Okay Skyfire. This doesn't have to be hard. Just push." Skyfire screamed. Silverstorm looked away. She couldn't watch. Several more screams came from Skyfire. When all the kits were out, Skyfire lay on the ground, not really moving, just faintly breathing. Blood pooled around her

"Skyfire," Eaglefeather cried.

"Silverstorm," Skyfire murmured, "I'm sorry I ran away," She only moved her eyes, but Silverstorm understood. "Eaglefeather, I've never loved any cat as much as you. I'll be waiting for you in StarClan."

"What! No! Skyfire you can't die. We've got kits. You've got to take care of your kits. Skyfire no!"

"Help the kits," Skyfire whispered, then went limp.

Eaglefeather yowled in grief. "Skyfire," he wailed, "Skyfire no!"

"Help me with the kits," Grayleaf mewed. The ThunderClan cats picked up the pathetic little scraps of fur in their mouths, leaving Eaglefeather with Skyfire.

Grayleaf lead the ThunderClan cats into the nursery. Dawnburst and Emberheart looked confused to see all of these cats coming into the nursery, little kits grasped in their mouths. "What's going on?" Dawnburst asked, bewildered.

"We found these kits by the Thunderpath. There was no mother. Can you help them?" Grayleaf pushed the kits toward Dawnburst. The kits eagerly began feeding on the Dawnburst's milk.

"Poor little scraps," Dawnburst murmured, nudging a brown kit closer to her, and Silverstorm knew that Dawnburst had accepted the kits. "What are their names?" Dawnburst asked.

Silverstorm answered before anyone else. "Robinkit, Sprucekit, Willowkit, and Goldenkit," she mewed, pointing to each kit as she named it.

"Lovely names," Dawnburst licked Robinkit. Skyfire's kits had found a place in ThunderClan.

There you have it, the end of Part 1. I'm going to be doing Part 2 from Robinkit's point of view. This next part happens almost six moons later, right before Robinkit and her siblings are about to become apprentices.