Waking up was a struggle. Flashkit knew that even if she did wake up, it was just to another nightmare. It had been two days since her dad had locked her in her room, and apparently she was grounded. Big time. Uncurling her fury body, she slinked out from under her bed. That's where she slept. Her room was getting quite boring, and the fact that it was hot and stuffy didn't help. Taking a pencil in her mouth, she made a scribble over 'August 30th'. Checking tomorrow, she gasped, dropping the pencil. School started tomorrow! Her first day of school! The Talent show, and also tomorrow at school she would get her Training name and her first Full name request. She'd get three before she got her real warrior name. One at the start of 'Elementary school', one at the start of 'Middle school' and one at the start of 'High school'. In Elementary school, you learned all the basics of hunting and fighting. UKS(United Kingdom of Second) Wasn't exactly friendly with the other seven continents, so many toms went to the Army. Their you'd learn how to fight with Fire claws, Ice claws and shoot bullets from your teeth(Often Flashkit dreamed of the operations they did to get that to work, and most of them weren't happy). She just hoped not to be chosen as the Medicine Cat, or "Medic", because they just keep their first name.

'Knock' Flashkit jumped from the bang of a cat on her small, wooden door.

"Come in." She groaned and darted under her bed, ignoring her sleep-groggy limbs.

"Its Dyedkit. I have much time, your dad said I can come in to practice our play." Her friend whispered and she heard him plopped down on the wooden floor before the door swung open.

She only had enough time to dart from under her bed until the thing in the doorway caught her eyes.

"Oh my gosh" was all she could say. Even though she wasn't aloud to use Starclans name in vain, nothing compaired to this. The Satrat they had been building two days ago was... Big. Lifelike. Extremely lifelike. How on Earth did he do it?

"I know" Dyedkit answered to her gasp, grinning.

"Let's practice"

It had been about two hours, and they had basically perfected their act. It was strange though, Dyedkit kept making a REAL spark come from the Sonic V-Twig.

"What's up with you? Your making the Sonic V-Twig look much more real than I want it to be." Flashkit said with a slight edge in her voice, because Dyedkit was also acting scared of it.

"I don't know. I think I'm not going to press the buttons again until the Talent show. Anyways, I need to go. My Mum will worry. Bye!" And with one last glance over his shoulder, Dyedkit whisked off. What a bum. Flashkit hissed as her brown dad stalked by her room and slammed the door shut, hence leaving the cleaning up to her. Her Mom never interfered with his 'Grounding' for fear of making him more angry. Shaking her head, Flashkit began picking everything up with her mouth and placing it in the Satrat. It was hollow inside, and when she closed it and pushed the cardboard tree to the other side of her white room, a thought emerged from her mind. I wonder if the Medic is real? If he is, maybe he could get me out of this stupid mess. Oh how wonderful that would be.

She though tartly, since if you get one ride on the Satrat and are old enough to leave home, you sometimes stay as his companion. As she slumped back under her bed to wait for dinner, she shook her head. The Medic wouldn't be real, and even if he was, why bother saving her? His expeditions were much more frightful, daring, crazy. This was just another punishment from her father

Under her warm bed, Flashkit began to drift off while thinking of the places she'd go if she would join the doctor when a plate of raw cow was shoved under her door. Running to it, she wondered why beef. Beef was a rare and hard meat to get, since it took a hunting party, thus making it very expensive. Right now a pound is five silvers! A silver is a flat, small coin to represent money like the humans did. Cats wore pockets on their legs to store money in. A Bronze is very cheap, a silver is worth five bronze, a gold worth ten bronze. Not to hard. Flashkit was smart beyond her age, but she still wished The Medic was real. It would be amazing just to see the just the Actors.

Guess you didn't know Flashkit lived in England, Britain. Her voice was mildly British, but hadn't developed into the full, enhancing voice that older cats had that could make "That's amazing!" Into "Thas Amazang!"(Don't worry I wont start writing like that). Oh how The Medic had a wonderfully British voice and Northern voice, could roll his r's, pop a p, and never stutter while he talked a million words per minute.

Chewing through the tough meat while she 'Fangirled' over The Medic, She stood up again, stretched and padded over to her water bowl and lapped the stale liquid with boredom. She sat and rasped her tongue over her pelt to cool herself down. Great Gosh this house needed air conditioning. But that was only for the rich like Dyedkits family. Even richer cats could afford real cloth to drape over their pelt and clip it below the belly. Sighing, Flashkit leaped high up to the windowsill and sat, tail curled around her paws, looking at the fast growing night.

Weather she sat for an hour or a few minutes, the sky slowly faded into a silky, star struck night. Wind gently blowed leafs every so often past her window, and the silent calmness cooled her senses. Shining pricks of stars dotted the dark cover. Night was her friend. She had snuck out before, but it was much to noisy to get back in. Slowly the Moon began to appear, a thin outline of white ageist the sky at first. She had heard that when the humans roamed the streets, the Moon rose a little before night came, but the humans global warming had blocked it from coming up until the night took control. Soon it blossomed like a flower, spreading it's reaches to much larger than a normal full moon. Eyes wide, Flashkit hopped down to her bedroom floor to check her Moon calendar she got from a friend secretly for her birthday. Slipping the chart from her dresser, she checked it and frown.

It said that today was a full moon, and nothing new. The huge moon cast enough light to just make the words out of one thing though. On the paper below her paws, she gasped as ink began to seep into it. Flipping the calendar over, she saw that nothing was on her wooden floorboard. Carefully flipping the calendar over again, she was just in time to she the last of the ink creep in. Pushing it into a beam of light, she could just make out the black words.

He is coming. When you are full, seek the tom with a golden mark on his chest.

This made her think of a million thoughts. Who? Why? Was he her love? Her enemy? The Medic? Discard the last one. Never gonna happen. Even though it was warm, a chill set in Flashkits blood. Seeping from her stomach like the ink on the paper, slowly engulfing her until she had to jump back up onto the windowsill and sit down, panting. Was that a prophecy? What will happen? Do I have to do something so it stays as that prophecy? All these questions and more fizzed in her mind with terrifying speed, and she was nearly propelled from her paws. Focusing on the calm night sky, she tried to be like it. Soon this soothed her. Suddenly, a flash across the indigo sheet caught her eye, and she closed her eyes and made a wish that would change her life forever, even crazier past this 'Prophecy'.

"If The Medic exists, I will find him. This is my destiny, and I have carved it."

AN:

Sorry if you liked the idea of her being an actor. I decided that I wanted to make this series even more awesome, and may make this into multiple series if it goes well. Hope you enjoyed. Follow and favorite, Review and Request. Next few chapters are two each for each three stages of school. I wrote a much longer chapter because I didn't update yesterday, sorry! In the reviews, tell me what you want. 500ish words a chapter for every other day updates, 1000ish words a chapter for every other two day updates. Your choice! I don't own Warrior cats or Doctor Who for if you were wondering. Plz no flames! BTW no this Dyedkit is NOT gonna act as a Mickey, though it may look like it. Happy hunting!❤️Shineleaf