Here we go, another NightpawXStonepaw, but now they are warriors and I poofed Stonepaw up a brother! :D Enjoy. And now you figure out the secret! *GASP*

Chosen One

Nightspark looked at Stonetail with a look of affection. Her liquid blue eyes shimmered marvelously, and her black pelt sparkled in the moonlight. A small breeze ruffled her fur, and to Stonetail, it made her look even more beautiful than she already was.

"Shall we go hunting?" he purred, flicking his grey tail over her black one. She looked up at him and nodded a short yes. Stonetail narrowed his eyes. The mysterious black she-cat seemed to have something on her mind.

They quickly exited camp, and to Stonetail's amusement, he looked back to see his brother Tigerstripe looking at them enviously. The gray tom knew his brother had had a huge crush on Nightspark for a very long time, but the she-cat had always declined his hunting requests. Only Stonetail knew why she didn't show any interest in other toms. She had shared her secret with him as apprentices. He knew the truth, while Tigerstripe didn't think there was anything special about her other than her beauty.

Stonetail followed Nightspark until they were at the edge of a ravine, sitting down next to each other and intertwining tails. His pale yellow eyes stared into her liquid ones, and his paws suddenly felt frozen to the ground like they had the day he found out her secret.

"You know my secret," she began, and her whispering voice sounded like water flowing over a rock to Stonetail. "You know that I, as StarClan says, shall be the apocalypse to all of the Clans. There will be a day where I will have to kill every cat in this forest." Nightspark looked down at her paws and whispered, "Even you." Stonetail looked down at his paws. That had been the most shocking thing about her when she told the prophecy. One cat was destined, by StarClan, to destroy the Clans.

She continued. "Well, now StarClan has come to me again. They told me there must be another one," she mewed, and noting the confused look on Stonetail's face, she whispered, "Of me. Another one of me. Apparently I cannot do this alone."

His eyes widened as he took in her words. "There is another one of you?" he rasped.

Nightspark shook her head. "No, Stonetail. I... I have to... make another one. Of me," she explained sadly. Her liquid blue eyes seemed to travel deep into Stonetail's soul, and he found himself unable to look away. "They... they've told me... I have to... make you like me... since you know..."

His eyes widened in shock as another drop of water fell from her eye. "Oh, Stonetail! I'm so, so sorry! I don't want you to become like me!" she cried, disconnecting their gaze and falling to the forest floor. "It'll be hard, so hard, for us to destroy everyone we know and love! I don't want to be a part of this dim-witted prophecy! Please, Stonetail, I'm so sorry!"

Stonetail watched as she wailed, more of the water droplets falling from her eyes and creating patches of grass on the ground. "N-Nightspark... I... it is ok... if StarClan wants it... I... Nightspark, I love you!" he blurted. His fur felt hot, but he continued. "Nightspark, I would do anything to stay with you!"

Blinking the water from her eyes, Nightspark sat up again. "I don't want to do this, Stonetail. StarClan is forcing me to. Please, I love you too. StarClan loves you. They say you are the Chosen One, chosen by all of StarClan," she mewed, looking into his eyes again.

Nightspark lifted a paw and touched him delicately on the center of his forehead. Almost at once, Stonetail began to feel flames shoot up his body, yet something was strangling his throat and not allowing him to scream. The fire spread in his veins, seeming to suck his life out and give him power at the same time. Strength tingled in his very toes, and he seemed powerful. His eyesight suddenly went from black, to red, to blue, to green, and back to blue again as the fire spread through his head. A breeze suddenly came from nowhere, and his fur felt like it was burning.

Then it stopped.

The pain was gone, and Stonetail opened his eyes. His senses seemed sharper; he could hear more, smell more, and see more. Those sensitive ears picked up a small gasp from Nightspark, and he turned toward her, for the pain and left him withering around.

"S-Stonetail... your eyes... your pelt...," she gasped, looking at him carefully. "You're beautiful, Stonetail." Nightspark stepped toward him and brushed pelts with him.

I am the Chosen One.

Yeah, the transformation was a bit Twilight-ish, but who cares? I don't!! Now, if you'll excuse me, I must go work my butt off to catch up to where .Amberleaf. is. Thank you. ---brackenfurlover