Chapter 5

I was slipping away, that's what it felt like. I say the stars fly past me. I was only fog in the sky, maybe fog isn't as it seems. There were forces in the air, ghosts danced around me… and I was one of them. I saw other mists fly by, some not cats I saw rabbits, birds, rats and even dogs fly by in mists. The place I was flying though was transparent it was like I was flying past water.

I didn't understand what was going on. I had a hard time remembering how I got here. I think I am dreaming, no. I looked closely at some of the mists to see it was a cat. Not just any cat, it was Swiftpaw. I called out to him but my voice echoed so much I couldn't even understand what I said.

I looked closer at Swiftpaw see with pure horror that he was bleeding, his eyes where wide open and not blinking. I felt like crying, I looked around at the other mists to see they bled too. Was I dead? How did I die?

At that moment I felt paws on my shoulders but no one was there. It was a force pulling me away from Starclan. Slowly a gently it pulled me down. The stars around me moved so fast I couldn't see. Finally I closed my eyes. When I opened them all the stars flew away and I lay alone in the middle of the forest. The mid day sun warmed my fur, I thought I woke up but I wasn't at Snakerocks. I looked around the clearing to see what I could find. I saw a giant rock in the center of the clearing and I saw four great oaks.

I was at Fourtrees! How was this possible? I looked up on the highrock to see a beautiful tabby she-cat with glowing green eyes standing on the highrock. She smiled at me and her tail twitched.

"Hello Brightpaw." She said, her words where very sweet and soft. "Did you see Swiftpaw, you weren't suppose to see him." She laughed.

I lifted my head to her.

"Who are you?" I asked. "What clan are you from?" It was odd to me; her scent wasn't any clan she knew. The she-cat smiled.

"Yours." She responded. She leaped down from the rock; she seemed to glide to the round. When she landed she lowed her neck reveling a deep wound on the back of her neck. Whoever this cat was, she died from a cat breaking her neck in battle.

I gazed in horror at the cat she lifted her head again and looked at me in confusion. Did she know she was dead?

"Oh, the wound." She said. "All cats who die keep them into Starclan." I looked at myself.

"Why don't I have any?" I asked. The cat smiled.

"Cause you're not dead." She said. All of a sudden I saw a faint outline of myself on the ground. My face was bleeding and so where many other parts of my body.

"You have to wait for yourself to heal enough to go back. You might wake up in between that time because the event was so terrifying, it would be like talking in your sleep from a nightmare." She said. "I'll wait with you,"

"How can you help?" I asked.

"My name is Spottedleaf. I'm a fallen Medicine Cat. I died trying to protect Frostfur's kits from Clawface, a Shadowclan cat." Spottedleaf said. I have heard stories of Spottedleaf. I have heard that Fireheart once loved her and that she was killed when he was still an apprentice.

Spottedleaf was a very well known medicine cat and her death was felt by many. I often wished I could meet her, now it seemed to happen so fast.

"I can tell you are a little nervous." She said. "Maybe this will help." All of a sudden I saw a gray cat with burns all over her. Her eyes glowed orange. I smiled I knew instantly who it was.

"Yellowfang!" I smiled. Yellowfang was the medicine cat when I was first born. She died recently in a fire while trying to save other cats. I missed her terribly. Now, to see her again, this didn't seem as hard as it was a few seconds ago. Even through this, I wanted to see Swiftpaw more then anything.

"Where is Swiftpaw?" I asked.

"Swiftpaw is dead." Spottedleaf whispered. My eyes grew huge. This I already knew but I couldn't imagine this.

"Swiftpaw just joined Starclan," Yellowfang said. "Only Medicine Cats can come here."

I lowed my head in the memory of my friend. I loved him more then that. Memories flashed before my eyes, which soon turned to tears. As the tears I recalled the answer I never found. Did he love me? The connection with Starclan wouldn't be a bad idea right now.

Maybe if I can't become a warrior I'll become a Medicine Cat, talk to Spottedleaf and Yellowfang more often. I cried and cried for what seemed like forever. Throughout the whole time Yellowfang rested her head on my neck, she was comforting me. I want to last forever in Starclan with these cats. They where kinder then the ones at home.

When I finally opened my eyes I was lying on the ground at Snakerocks. A fuzzy outline of Cloudtail, Sandstorm, and Fireheart stood above me. At that moment one thing rushed through my mind. I tried to scream what happened to them, but I couldn't remember.

I saw worry in their eyes they screamed things at me. I couldn't hear them. My mind rushed to find out what I could remember. I felt loss. Where was I? What just happened? The more I thought the memories rushed away.

"Brightpaw! What happened?" One of them said. I wanted to shout I don't remember but I couldn't then a voice came in my mind.

It would be like talking in your sleep from a nightmare. It was Spottedleaf. I could remember that. I searched for what I could remember about what happened before, how I was bleeding.

I found something; before I lost it I opened my eyes wide in terror and screamed it over and over again.

"Pack, pack, kill, kill! Pack, pack, kill, kill!"

Authors Note: Finally I finished it. Yes I knew it was late. I honestly was drug all over the place Friday and Saturday. My family is planning on going camping and my dad was dragging me around looking for places to go. I also had hockey. Sorry. I shouted to my dad about this today and he let me stay to finish. So here it is, the amazing chapter 5. It's not over yet, there has to be a different ending then "Swiftpaw dies, go cry me a river" XD I would never do that.

I made this seem a bit like the in-between in The Lovely Bones, my favorite movie. Thank you so much to all the fans that read this. I promise more of this story and more books coming.