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Firekit rested with Bramblekit and Tawnykit. He wasn't sure where his mother was. He knew she said the deputy died, so she must be grieving for him.

Goldenflower came in and sniffed her three kits. "It's time for you to become apprentices," she purred. "Follow me,"

Firekit and his littermates came out as Bluestar yowled, "Let all those able to catch their own prey gather round the Highrock for a Clan meeting!"

When the Clan had gathered, Bluestar continued. "We need to name a new deputy. First, though, we have three kits who should have been made apprentices a few moons ago. Somehow, this was overlooked so they will become apprentices now.

"Bramblekit, Firekit, and Tawnykit, please come forward."

Firekit and his littermates walked up to Bluestar.

"Bramblekit, from this moment forward you shall be known as Bramblepaw. Brackenfur, you will be mentor to Bramblepaw. Pass on everything you learned from Graystripe to this new apprentice," Bluestar went on. Brackenfur nodded, and the two cats touched noses.

"Tawnykit, from this moment forward you shall be known as Tawnypaw. Sandstorm, you will be mentor to Tawnypaw. Teach this new apprentice everything you learned from Whitestorm," Bluestar continued. Sandstorm flicked her tail and touched noses with Tawnypaw.

"Firekit, from this moment forward you shall be known as Firepaw." Bluestar went on as a flicker of sunlight glowed on Firepaw's pelt. "Longtail, you will be mentor to Firepaw. Be sure to teach Firepaw everything you know," Bluestar narrowed her eyes as Longtail and Firepaw touched noses.

"Now, it's time to name the new deputy. May StarClan and the spirit of Fireheart hear and approve of my choice. Whitestorm will be the new deputy of ThunderClan!" Bluestar yowled as she finished the meeting.

Whitestorm looked shocked. "I never dreamed I would get this position," Whitestorm stammered. "I promise I will do what's best for the Clan."

The Clan gathered around Whitestorm and murmured congratulations. Firepaw exchanged glances with Tawnypaw and Bramblepaw, wondering what to do next. Fernpaw and Ashpaw walked over.

"We'll help you get settled," Fernpaw mewed and added, "If your mentors don't want to start."

Sandstorm and Brackenfur quickly gave their permission for their apprentices to go in the apprentices den. Firepaw started to follow them, but Longtail held him back.

"We're starting training now," Longtail told him. "I need you ready to battle as soon as possible."

Firepaw followed his mentor to the training hollow. For some reason, everything seemed familiar to him. When they got their, Longtail turned around.

"We're going to start out by seeing how well you can do," Longtail meowed. "Claws sheathed. You start the attack, and don't draw blood."

Firepaw leaped at Longtail, and his first battle training began.

Meanwhile, Cinderpaw watched in triumph. Her plan had worked perfectly. She had given Firepaw the worst mentor within reason. She would have preferred Darkstripe, but she knew she had done good.....evily of course.

At the same time, StarClan watched in horror. Their plan was going wrong.

"We meant to make Graystripe Firepaw's mentor," Yellowfang hissed. "Why did she choose Longtail?"

"Sometimes, a cat must make its own choice," Thunderstar replied. "It seems that Bluestar didn't want to have Graystripe be Firepaw's mentor."

"She still doesn't trust Graystripe," Tawnyspots agreed. "But that still brings up the question. Why choose Longtail? She obviously doesn't trust him."

"I've been thinking..." Spottedleaf murmured.

"We all think," Yellowfang rolled her eyes.

"This might not be Bluestar's choice." Spottedleaf continued. "It could be the work of some other cat. Perhaps Darkstripe, or..."

"Or Cinderpaw," Mosskit added.

"You always try to believe the best of that trouble maker...." Yellowfang hissed at Spottedleaf.

"I believe she could be good if she wanted..." Spottedleaf defended the Author of this long chapter.

"That's the point," Cinderpaw mewed. She walked over to the gathering of StarClan cats. "I could be good...if I wanted too. Yes, my powers could be used to do good. Yes, I did use my powers to start this trouble. I do not want to be good. I'm not purely good, just as I'm not prely bad."

"What does this babbling mean?" Yellowfang moaned. "Make sense, please, before I get a headache."

"It means I want to be evil," Cinderpaw told her. She let out an evil laugh and went back to her den.

Yes, it's a long chapter. It was very hard to stop! Yes, the Author of this story wants to be evil...in this land. After all, I am happily and evily insane!