Okay, so after the holidays I had tests and stuff for the rest of my school year, and my school just got out, so now I can write again! But only for a bit. On Monday I'm leaving for Costa Rica for a week or two, so I'm hoping to write two chapters before then. (Good luck with that, Ezzy) I deeply apologize, and I'll take part of the blame. But blame the rest on my damn schedule... growl... Oh, and to make up for it, this is a slightly longer chapter than normal.

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Evia's POV

"You got lucky, Two-Colored," a voice meowed calmly from the entrance to the medicine den. I didn't even look up, mostly because I didnt' want to. I knew who it was.

"Why do you say that, you rotten fleabag?" I spat, digging my claws into the dirt. There was no point to hide the rage from my voice.

I heard Sol coming closer, a soft purr in his throat. It sickened me to the core. "Blackstar still thinks your from one of the Clans. No wonder they wouldn't acknowledge you had come from their Clans. Does no one know you're here, Lost one?" he asked in a silky voice. His hot breath was on my neck.

I threw myself at him then, one paw aiming for his head. He caught it in his disgusting, yellow-toothed mouth, causing me to hiss out of frustration as I tried yanking back my gray paw. This was really getting irritating. "No," I lied. Even if Jay did know I was, he wouldn't come save me, so no worries there. (no one loves poor Evia)

"How disappointing for you," Sol commented through my paw, though I could tell he had seen through my lie. His words had a double meaning. "You were so close to the possibility. Too bad." Again, the double meaning was in his words and meow. I yanked my paw out of his stupid grip, licking it a little to get rid of the saliva he had left on my paw, which was disgusting by the way. It tasted vile, like mouse bile, except possible worse because it came from the dumb cat's mouth.

He turned around and left with a flick of his black tail, passing the guards that were stationed outside the den, Scorchfang being one of them. He had been so eager to prove himself again to these cats that imprisoned me. He liked to tease and insult me, and everytime I'd go to bite him, the other guard would push me back into my "cage", which was really starting to tick me off.

"Come back you cowardly piece of fox dung! Fight!" I yowled after him, trying to get him to take the bait and challenge me.

"Evia," a gentle voice murmured, so soft I barely even heard it.

I turned in surprise, forgetting small white Littlecloud was there. "Oh..."

"Fighting will never answer this problem of yours. However, I think you'll be fine. You'll get out of here soon enough," he told me reassuringly. I tried to let my gray tabby and white fur lie flat. I wanted to believe him, but there were around twenty warriors for me to fight. I wanted to question his reasoning. "Have you ever heard of signs, omens of some sort?" I nodded ruefully in answer. He took out a small paw to match the rest of his stature, and something was resting upon it. "I take this as a good sign for you."

I swallowed hard, not wanting to agree with him. After all, I had no idea how a stupid piece of plant could be important to my escape. The wind picked up slightly, blowing through the den, and blowing away the omen.

"I think it's a bad thing, actually, Littlecloud," I told him, watching as it disappeared from sight with the wind.

Blossomkit's POV

I felt so guilty, so horrible for what I had done. I frantically climbed up the branch of one of the trees and stayed there, shaking as I watched. I had gotten into the habit of doing this over and over again. Everyday I'd leave my new home, glance inside the camp, then head back up to try and figure a way out.

I couldn't go back, could I? They wouldn't want me back.

It was my entire fault that the one thing that could have possibly helped save us was now captured. The one cat...

No, if I wanted to make amends I'd have to go back. I started climbing down the tree again, giving a little mew when my claws slid out from under me on the slick brown bark occasionally.

Then I bolted, needing to get to the border. There wasnt' time for fooling around anymore, for watching everything unfold. I had to act.

Jaypaw's POV

Once we had gotten back to camp, I could hear the murmurs, the start of conversations and rumors and arguments. No one had liked ShadowClan interrupting, suddenly appearing to accuse us of sending a spy. Who would want to mess with those filthy cats anyway? They were obviously mouse brains.

Firestar instantly wanted an update on Blossomkit, though I could tell he wasn't too concerned. Why, though? Why wasn't he worrying about Blossomkit? Deciding I wanted to find out his reason, I went and hid behind the walls of the nursery to listen in on their conversation.

"Anything to report on Blossomkit?" he asked, but I could sense hopelessness coming off of his voice, as if he didn't think they'd find her.

One of the warriors that had been on the search party, Brackenfur, responded, "Her scent went into ShadowClan."

Firestar didn't respond. In fact, I think he just stood there for a while. "We'll have to send warriors in to find her. Where is Graystripe?"

Graystripe? I had been so occupied I had forgotten he wasn't with them.

"I think he is going to wait and try and guess which direction she went in," Brackenfur answered.

Suddenly they stopped talking, and I heard them leave. I guess Firestar had ended the conversation. Stretching, I walked to the medicine den. "Leafpool?" I asked.

"Jaypaw?" she inquired in return.

"Blossomkit's scent went into ShadowClan," I decided to say.

"Are you sure?" Leafpool asked.

"That's what Brackenfur and Graystripe said," I meowed.

Leafpool appeared to be in thought, I could sense that. "Are they sending warriors in to find her?"

"Yes."

"Then we'll have to gather herbs just in case there is a battle," Leafpool finally said before I heard her scuffling around to take a check on how many we had.

That's when she started muttering angrily under her breath. "Jaypaw, we'll have to go find more. Definitely horse tail, juniper maybe... more cobwebs for sure... But we have plenty of poppy," she commented.

"I'll get those right away," I said, feeling that I had to escape.

Leafpool immediately came over to me and nuzzled my neck. "Rest first, okay?" she said.

I nodded reluctantly, really wanting to leave but knowing she would be suspicious. Sighing, I went over to my den and curled into a ball.

Everything smelled of fire and smoke. I immediately felt the inevitable sense of dread.

Again? I thought to myself, looking around. I hated this dream with a passion, a hatred that wouldn't die. It scared me to no end.

Then I realized something.

No... It wasn't the same dream as before. I was in ThunderClan territory, near the border, trees behind me and murky ShadowClan territory before me... There was mewling, hissing, and pain and anger was in the air. I looked around before running even closer to the boarder.

"You know where she is?" a harsh voice hissed.

I froze. A large brown tom, one who reeked and had eyes filled with burning hatred, loomed over... no... Blossomkit. She gave a shriek, trying to back away. She was cornered though, as much as I hate to admit it.

"Blossomkit!" I shouted. Unfortunately, they didn't hear me. That's right. This was a dream, a dream where there was nothing my body could do to save her, even though I could see.

"Who?" Blossomkit asked, trying to get free when he pinned her with a paw, wriggling with all the energy she had left. She was trying so hard.

Where was Graystripe? Where was anybody? Why weren't they helping the kit who had gone missing, the kit who needed their help?

The fire around me grew stronger, and the heat grew unbearable as I tried to run to Blossomkit. She smelled the most of smoke. Her wide eyes were filled with terror.

"Blossomkit!"

The fire was engulfing me. I couldn't stop them could I?

Yes, I could. There was still time. I knew that much. There had to be time, there was always time.

"There will be three, kin of your kin that hold the power of the stars in their paws."

I know that already! Why was StarClan repeating that stupid old prophecy?

"But one will be changed, and one will find new blood in the past. The flood of fire, the leader from four. It'll cleanse those whose paws are unsteady, and only when their seen as stars will they hold power. And the one who has nothing but darkness to offer will see two ways, walk through the fire, and cleanse the six stars of two skies."

I gasped, unable to believe my ears. Never before had that part of the prophecy been spoken... I didn't understand... What did it mean?

I sat up, startled at the dream. No. This was bad. That could be happening to Blossomkit right now.

I couldn't let that happen, as her protector. As her protector, I had to make sure that cat didn't do anything to her. This was my job, my position. "Should I go get those herbs, Leafpool?" I asked, trying to hide the panic in my meow. I needed an excuse to get out.

"Well, if you want..." she started, but I didn't let her finish. I nodded and tried to walk away calmly, but once I passed the entrance to camp I was bolting. I didn't want anyone to follow me. I knew Blossomkit was in trouble and I'd have to get her. Blossomkit was back and I knew where she was.

Now I'd have to see if I'd be able to be her protector.

My paws never seemed to go fast enough even as they pounded soundlessly against the foliage and earth. A growl formed in my throat. I knew I was getting closer. I smelled the border and ShadowClan's weak, dwindling stench.

I heard a small screech, causing me to skid to a halt so that I could still be covered by the trees. I didn't want the enemy to hear me. I was glad I was downwind. I wouldn't want them to sense me either. However, I could smell them, so I had the advantage, even if I was blind.

There were two cats besides Blossomkit's scent. One smelled similar to another scent I had found before... I searched my mind.

Yes! It was the one from the bush, the rogue that had encountered Evia. It wasn't the same as the other one though, the one that reeked just like the one in my dream, the brown tom. They were definitely different, maybe polar opposites. Their emotions were different. The brown tom was filled with frustration and rage, but surprisingly, the other was filled with fear and hesitance. But there was an eagerness there as well...

I didn't know what to do, for I had only been a warrior apprentice for a short time, and without training in preperation for this moment, there wasn't much to work with at such short notice. Scowling, I tried to sense their exact position. They were about ten tail-lengths away from me, and were currently occupied.

"You know her! You've seen her!" the one from my dream insisted impatiently.

"I__!"

"Ro_"

"Silence," the first cat hissed. "I don't need your commentary. Where is she?"

"Who?" Blossomkit managed to squeak.

"Evia!" the same cat shouted, frustrated. I heard a yelp of pain from Blossomkit, and realized I didn't have time for a plan. What had I said earlier? There was always time? Oh well, I lied. I had to protect her.

I ran forward, lunging towards the first scent. I had gotten lucky, landing on their back legs and sending them tumbling to the ground. "Blossomkit, run back to camp, now!" The tom quickly tossed me off him, so I had to charge again. "Go!"

Blossomkit quickly obliged. I heard her soft paw steps fade away, heading towards ThunderClan camp, thank StarClan.

"Don't let her get away!"

"Haven't you noticed?"

I had been in the middle of trying to claw the tom before me while he was batting my belly with his back claws, tearing my stomach up. He froze where he was while I continued to struggle against him. "Quiet, foolish cat," he spat, flipping us so he had me pinned. I gave a growl in response. "What were you saying?"

"He smells like her too, just faintly. But its there," the other cat pointed out in a somewhat hyper voice which instantly annoyed me to no end.

The tom on top of me (which I hate to have to say, but this was really awkward) sniffed me before nodding. "You know Evia as well," he observed.

I gave a hiss. "You wish," I spat, biting his paw and pushing him off me before bolting.

"Not him too!" the angry tom called out.

I didn't hear the other tom chasing me however. I think he was trying to hold the first tom back to make a new plan. I didn't mind. My legs ached from all the running. Too bad I wasn't part WindClan. (trust me, he isn't, even if in the books you think his father might be Crowfeather, not for this story. his parents stay the same, Brambleclaw and Squirrelflight.)

When I was well hidden in ThunderClan forest, I scented the air. "Blossomkit, come out," I told her in a soft whisper.

I immediately heard a couple plants swish and move around. "Jaypaw?"

I stiffened. I hadn't noticed earlier. She was talking, actually speaking. Millie had been convinced she was mute, but she wasn't! She spoke! I looked in her general direction. "Blossomkit, why were you in ShadowClan?" I asked, not able to hide the concern in my voice.

There was some uncomfortable shifting from her. "Well, I had to follow her. The she-cat. She had two-colored eyes," she meowed.

There was an uneasy prickling in my pelt. "This she-cat... what was her name?" I asked.

"The black tom in ShadowClan called her Evia," Blossomkit mewed ever so softly.

I nearly collapsed. That was the two-colored she-cat that ShadowClan had captured? My nerves suddenly went haywire. "Blossomkit..." I hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Then we have to get her out of there. I don't think there's much time," I said. "Come on."

Blossomkit eagerly followed, and I think she was actually walking beneath me, because I felt two ears against my stomach. She must've been scared.

"What if we're too late?" she inquired.

"We won't be," I said confidently, though I wasn't so confident on the inside.

One couldn't fight time. What if Blossomkit was right and we were too late? Time was a dangerous thing to mess with.

"Let's just keep going," I said, picking up the pace. Blossomkit adjusted almost instantly, though I heard her stumble. Sighing, my teeth gentle grabbed her scruff and picked her up so she didn't have to walk and trip anymore. We'd reach camp faster. My paws kicked it up another notch, and soon we were flying by the trees. I could feel the leaves slapping against my face.

I stopped before the entrance, where Brackenfur and Dustpelt were stationed. "Jaypaw!" Brackenfur exclaimed.

"What happened to Blossomkit? She's bleeding, as are you!" Dustpelt exclaimed. I pushed past them, panting like a dog as I ran to the medicine den.

"Leafpool!" I managed to shout around the bundle of fur in my mouth. "Blossomkit's injured."

Leafpool's footsteps could be heard coming towards me quickly. She sniffed Blossomkit in earnest. "Alright... Lay her down and get Millie and Graystripe. And tell Firestar if you haven't. I'll get her fixed," she assured me. I nodded and backed out.

"Millie! Graystripe!" I ran towards the nursery, where I could sense them. No doubt they were both distraught that their daughter was still missing. Graystripe must've returned while I had slept though. "I found Blossomkit."

"Great StarClan!" Graystripe meowed. "Where is she?"

"Where's my kit?" Millie asked in a more frantic voice.

"With Leafpool. She'll be fine," I told them, and they were running around me before I could say anything else. I was just hoping Blossomkit would get better so we could save Evia from ShadowClan.

Knowing I had something else to do, I turned around and made my way through the clearing. I could feel cats staring at me in curiosity. I guess I was still bleeding, and I had carried in Blossomkit, the kitten who had been missing for a few days. Sighing heavily out of being so tired once again, I navigated carefully until I reached the wall that lead to Firestar's den. I put forth a paw and felt around for the rock before leaping onto it and scrambling onto the other miniature ledges. Then I was on the larger one before Firestar's den. "Firestar," I called into the den.

There was some movement, like he was getting out of his den. "Jaypaw?"

"I found Blossomkit," I said.

"That's what the commotion was, was it?" Firestar asked, yawning as he came over to me.

I shifted uncomfortably from paw to paw, not sure how to ask what I had to. There was something that had to be done. Evia had to be saved. My mind just couldn't believe she was the two-colored cat that Blackstar and Sol had spoken of. "Yes... Firestar, I need to ask you a favor, because of Blossomkit," I finally told him.

This caught Firestar off guard, but he was obviously intrigued by my proposition. "We need to rescue that cat from ShadowClan. Blossomkit saw her," I explained.

Firestar didn't respond. In fact, he didn't move at all. His breathing was barely audible, and his intense gaze bore into my face, though I shared no emotions or thoughts with him. My face was blank. "When do you suggest we save this mysterious cat that Blossomkit saw?" he inquired.

"As soon as time allows." That was all I could think to say.

Firestar didn't question it. There must've been something in my eyes. "We'll need as many warriors as we can spare, then. Blackstar won't let go of this one," he said in a clear, leader-like voice. I was awed, but immediately managed to shake myself from my stunned state.

"Yes. But we should do it stealthily if we can. Night would be best, and only the most skilled should go, the ones who can be quiet and tricky and clever," I explained.

Firestar considered my advice. "I see. I'll check with Brambleclaw and Leafpool." Then he, like so many others, brushed past me, but with a different purpose.

I know you're all so happy now that I have unleashed the prophecy. You guys knew the first part, but the second part is all mine. I bet you're curious now. I'll repeat again for you guys so you know what the full prophecy is now that it's been revealed.

There will be three

Kin of your kin

That hold the power of the stars in their paws

But one will be changed

And one will find new blood in the past

The flood of fire

The leader from four

It'll cleanse those whose paws are unsteady

And only when their seen as stars will they hold power

And the one who has nothing but darkness to offer

Will see two ways

Walk through fire

And cleanse the six stars of two skies

It's long, but there it is. You all excited? I'd love to see some reviews, and I'm hoping to reach fifty while I'm away. (hopefully I can put up another chapter before I leave too) Thank you so much for sticking with me. Hope you loved it so far.

Ezzy