Alright, here's chapter six. (or five, if you don't count the prologue) Everyone's excited right? We met Evia at last! My precious Evia! (pictures are being edited so I can put them up on my profile thingy) Jaypaw has just met Evia, yay! Unfortunately, something happened that made their meeting end rather badly. I'm wondering what it was… (of course I know, but I wanna know what you're guessing) So now Jaypaw's wondering what's going on as he returns to camp! And this is where we left off. (I normally don't do this, but it was over four thousand words, and I'm proud of myself. So you get a little summary of chapter five.)

Anyhow, as usual, Erin Hunter owns the characters as well as Warriors. Not me.

Okay, here's the chapter!

Evia's POV

I had been talking to Jay, innocent, though I don't know why I was there in the first place. The talk was fun in an odd way. He didn't seem to be like the other cats I had seen here. He healed and was blind. He didn't do the fighting thing, though it was obvious he wanted to be out there, defending what he called his Clan. It was interesting, fascinating. Way more complex then my old family. Even though he didn't say much about the Clan, I was just enjoying attempting to understand his name. His name of all things! I mean, Jaypaw? That exists! And birds don't have paws. It didnt' make sense... At all.

But his scent was a whole other matter. He smelled different. Maybe blind cats just smell that way. I had never smelled anything like it. Perhaps coming here, even without a reason, had been a good plan.

It seemed our conversation was drawing to a close, and when he asked if he could meet me again, I opened my mouth to say something. But when you open your mouth, a lot of things happen.

For me, a certain scent happened to reach me. I couldn't believe it. I stiffened.

"No," I told him at last, but the word didn't taste right, nor did it sound right.

"Why?" Jay sounded hurt. I couldn't believe it. I just had this thing, didn't I? This thing where whenever I was saying good-bye to someone, they ended up sounding, and looking, hurt.

"It was interesting hearing about your Clan, honest, but I don't... deserve... No. I knew I shouldn't have come here," I managed to meow. I was lying. There wasn't anything wrong with here except for the vicious cats that Jay called family, friends. But I could deal with it. But that scent... That scent made it too clear. I shouldn't be here.

But then again...

Maybe I shouldn't be anywhere.

Maybe I shouldn't exist.

"Huh?" Jay asked, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

EVERYTHING!

Smoke and heat filled every bit of me. It was an uneasy feeling, and it brought back memories.

"Why did I come here?" I asked myself, shaking my head as I turned around and rain. Jay stayed put, and I hung my head in dismay.

Why did I come here? It wasn't anything like my home, nor was it empty. It was filled with cats who liked to fight, who gathered in crowds... Like my old home. But I didn't like my old home. I hated it. Especially now that it was burned, a sign of my betrayal.

I wasn't running anywhere in particuliar, just away from Jay and that scent.

"Evia!"

Or not.

I gave a screech and ran faster, launching myself into my familiar juniper bush and curling into a defensive ball, claws unsheathed and head close to the opening, teeth bared. "Stay away," I hissed. How could he do this to me?

"Come on! What's wrong? It's just me?" he meowed, sticking his muzzle in. I lashed out at him.

"Leave me be," I retorted.

"Why don't you wanna come home?" the tom asked.

I shook my head. The smell of fire and smoke filled my nostrils and blurred my vision. "You'd think that'd be obvious!" I snapped, stickign my claws out and attacking gain, hitting flesh. There was a yelp and I heard my old friend fall backwards with a hard thud! "What if I don't wanna go back? What if I wanna stay here? Start fresh?"

"Why start fresh? You have friends..."

"My friends were burned because of me!" I reminded him sourly.

"But what about me? What about..."

I hissed loudly, drowning out his name. "Don't say it! I don't want to hear it! I just want to be a rogue! Stay away from the crowds," I insisted harshly, fur bristling.

"I'll come back," the tom decided, and I heard him pad off.

"If you come back... I'll kill you!" I shouted, meaning every word of that threat. The tom froze and looked back at me, looking hurt, before running off. I sighed, this good-bye seemed oddly familiar, that hurt expression. But it seemed I wasn't the one running this time.

Where was he going, anyway?

Jaypaw's POV

Things just weren't going well, were they?

When I arrived at camp, I was practically asleep on my paws, and nearly forgot to come through the dirtplace and not the front entrance. That would've been stupid. Announcing to the Clan that I had gone out at night was the best thing to do, right? No. I reached my den on heavy paws and basically collapsed in a big messy heap. I was out in seconds.

You'd think I had escaped the odd conversation of before, but I guess not.

"Blame me!" a voice shouted. I froze. Not this. Not again. I turned and found that bush, as well as the odd eyes, one gray and one blue. I shook my head. How could this be?

But something was different this time.

Something that I couldn't recognize just yet. It was like looking for herbs. Sometimes I find something and I just don't know what it is. The scent confuses me. Something told me I was supposed to recognize the voice. Even though it had an icy edge to it, it seemed like it was hurt, giving up, letting go.

What had happened?

I sat down by the bush, and though I felt stupid, I asked, "Why?"

"Just blame me. It's all my fault. Always," the voice insisted. I sighed. We weren't getting anywhere.

"Why, though? What's your fault?"

"Everything!" the voice cried out.

"How?"

"Because it always is!"

"Since when?"

"Forever," the voice meowed. "As it is meant to be, I suppose. Blame me."

When I woke up, I was pressed against the bracken wall. I could tell. My skin was irritated and my fur matted due to it, and I could still feel it pressing into me. I blinked, confused. How had I gotten here. I swore I had fallen asleep on the moss...

"Jaypaw, what exactly went on last night?" a familiar meow asked. Finally. Something I recognized.

"Not sure, Leafpool," I answered honestly. Leafpool seemed a little shocked, and possibly frustrated, but I wasn't lying. Honestly, if I could I'd eliminate the dream permanently. It was not only stupid, but that bush was getting on my nerves. Quickly untangling myself, I leaped to my paws. Leafpool set her tail on my shoulder and licked my ears.

"Not a good dream, was it?" she asked, trying to sooth me. I rolled my eyes. Kit talk.

"Stupid talking bushes," I mumbled to myself. That's when someone entered the den.

It was Cinderheart. That much was for sure. And she had something tasty in her mouth. I pressed my tongue against the back of my teeth in anticipation for a meal.

"Here Leafpool, Jaypaw," Cinderheart said.

"You're not an apprentice anymore, Cinderheart," Leafpool reminded her.

"Doesn't matter. I like saying hi to you guys," Cinderheart explained casually. My eyes narrowed. So she says, but nobody liked to say hi to me of all cats.

"Thanks," I mewed akwardly, taking the mouse she had dropped on my paws.

I expected Cinderfur to leave, but I could sense she was still standing there. "What happened to the bracken wall?" she asked just as I took a bite of my mouth. I coughed a bunch and nearly choked on the juicy morsel. Leafpool better not...

"Kits," Leafpool said with a chuckle. "They're always getting into everything."

Cinderfur laughed as well and left. I turned my blind eyes to face Leafpool. "Don't look at me like that. I thought you didn't want me to tell her you rolled into it," Leafpool snapped gently, coming to join me with what smelled like a thrush. "Which reminds me. What were you dreaming about?"

"Stupid talking bushes," I answered softly through gritted teeth.

"What?"

"I don't really know," I replied quickly, hoping she hadn't heard my first response.

Leafpool purred sympathetically. Wait. I was getting sympathy? "I remembered when I was an apprentice."-I winced at that, I was still an apprentice to her- "It was so weird receiving some of my dreams. They just didn't make sense, and sometimes there really wasn't a message. StarClan does that some times," Leafpool said.

My eyes, if they weren't narrowed enough, went to slits. Who was she trying to fool? StarClan was useless. Pointless. Disappearing. Lionblaze, Hollyleaf and I would take over. That was that.

Shaking my head, I finished my mouse in complete silence. Leafpool was probably wondering what she had said that set off my silent treatment.

Picking up the mouse's bones, I went to go bury it. When I returned, I found Hollyleaf and Lionblaze waiting for me at the medicine cat den. "Jaypaw," Hollyleaf greeted, pressing herself against me. I purred and licked her ear.

"Well that's odd," Lionblaze said bluntly.

I flicked my ears, not sure what he meant.

"When Leafpool went to go check on the elders, she looked pretty confused, mumbling something about silent treatment. But you don't look like you're in a bad mood," Hollyleaf explained.

"Oh," was all I said. "Well, she was talking about StarClan and their signs, how confusing they can be. And she called me an apprentice."

"Well you..."

"That's just a stupid misunderstanding. Leafpool's been busy I'm sure and just hasn't found the time," Hollyleaf quickly meowed, interupting Lionblaze before he did anything wrong.

I sat down. "So you're saying she doesn't have enough time to give me a name?" I asked, not exactly getting it.

"That's just it. It's just a name. What does it matter? It doesn't," Lionblaze mewed.

I shook my head. "That's a lie, coming from the tom who was bursting with pride and going around at the gathering rubbing it in that he was now called Lionblaze," I replied thickly.

"Okay. Okay! Point taken," Lionblaze said hastily.

"What about StarClan?" Hollyleaf asked, changing the subject.

I opened my mouth to respond, but found I had nothing to say. There really was nothing. I couldn't explain it. Finally, I managed to respond, "That's just it. I don't know."

Lionblaze and Hollyleaf inched closer, as if it was an intense story. "Go on," they said in unison.

"I've been having dreams. But I don't think they're from StarClan. But they're not just dreams... They're annoying, creepy, strange dreams with no point whatsoever as far as I can tell. But it's not normal," I meowed softly so no one else heard.

"What else?" Lionblaze asked.

"I'm being honest when I tell you guys. I don't know," I answered.

Okay, maybe I wasn't being honest. I was bending the truth a little. But I didn't want to say anything that would get them worked up, not when I didn't know for sure what was going on with StarClan. They weren't ready, they weren't prepared, they had said. What did that mean? I'd keep this to myself until later.

Lionblaze and Hollyleaf sighed. "StarClan and the warrior code never stop confusing me," Hollyleaf explained.

"I don't know. The warrior code makes a little sense..." Lionblaze said. "But I don't think StarClan's all there right now."

I nodded and stood. "Where are you going?" Hollyleaf asked.

"I'm going to go think. This isn't making sense, and I don't think even StarClan know's what's going on," I answered, and I went off, out of camp.

I'd tell them what I knew later, once I understood it.

Until then, I had a mission.

Jaypaw has a mission! Well, actually, he has two. But he'll figure that out later.

Okay, so check my profile. I have a whole little bio thingy for Evia. Yes, it has her warrior name, if I were to give her one. I might change it though. I'm not sure. Anyhow, I have a description and personality thing there if you are interested, and a picture. I think she's pretty, personally. I know you won't like to hear this, but I haven't put her history yet. Not until I get further into the story. It'd be a spoiler.

I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. (Naming this thing was torture. I had no idea what to name it. I was braindead.) Now, my story will be updated about every week or so. I can't help it. I have papers to right and such, so it's hard.

I love you guys! Thanks for reading, and please review! (as always)

Ezzy