Wow. I have been so tired this week. I've been really busy, and today I was tired at 5 PM.

I feel like I banged my head against a wall today. Oh well, I'm not a busy anymore.

Anyway, when I finally got back around to it, I didn't think I'd be writing The Ressurection. But Welcome to the Wild West is in the middle of a point where I'm playing a game, and it's super long, plus I'm not writing everything down for it either. Also, I has a how to draw manga book.

Remember, Firefrost is chasing Cinderpelt out of Highstones. Crazy cats, aren't they?

Cinderpelt and Firefrost stopped when they got out of Highstones.

Before we go any farther, StarClan is going to interupt again this chapter. Now back to this story.

AS I WAS TYPNG, Cinderpelt and Firefrost stopped when they got out of Highstones.

(I can't find The Darkest Hour, but Into the Wild will do.)

"I say these words before StarClan, may they hear and approve of my choice. Cloudtail will be the new deputy of ThunderClan," Firefrost panted.

"Cloudtail died," Longtail growled.

"Then YOU can be the deputy!" Firefrost growled. "Let's go back to Fourtrees." Then the orange tom began padding towards Fourtrees.

"Yes, o wise Firestar," Thornclaw mocked him.

Firefrost sighed. "Firestar's dead," he corrected Thornclaw without stopping.

Graystripe gasped. Fernpaw blinked. Sorrelpaw wondered why there were periods instead of commas. Also, Sandstorm jumped five feet into the air, as if the name actually had meaning to her.

"So...you're still Firefrost?" Sootpaw asked. "Wonderful. Our leader was rejected by StarClan."

Firefrost's tail flicked, but he didn't reply, since somehow they were already almost to Fourtrees.

"What happened to the Thunderpath?" Mousefur asked.

"THERE WAS A THUNDERPATH HERE?" Cinderpelt shrieked.

"To save our sanity, there never was. Move along," a voice growled.

** Flashback** The Thunderpath saw eleven cats approaching. It nearly had a heart attack and fled forever. **End Flashback**

"The Thunderpath can't just up and flee," Bluestar groaned.

Rainpaw looked around. "I'm the youngest cat in this discussion."

"I TOTALLY CALLED IT!"

Everyone stared at Spottedpaw13, who quickly apologized and fled the area.

Lionheart fell on the ground laughing. "Sootpaw's reaction was hilarious!" he managed to gasp.

Nightpaw31 helped him up. "At least the writing style is the same in this story."

"....What?" Smallear asked.

"Haven't you read the preview to Polar Opposites?" Nightpaw31 demanded, waving a piece of paper in Smallear's face. "It's different! A lot of pauses!"

"It's in the SECOND chapter," Goldenflower groaned.

Tigerstar grinned. "Hello there, Fireheart!"

Firefrost glanced around "Are you talking to me?" he asked innocently. "I don't know any Fireheart. There's a dead Firestar, but that's it."

"So, you must be that wonderful son of mine! Fire-" Tigerstar corrected himself.

"HI DAD!" Brambleclaw interupted.

"...Anyway, you must be Firefrost. Hi, Brambleclaw," Tigerstar growled. "Join the ultimate SupremeClan!"

".............WHY?" Firefrost asked.

"Because if you don't in two seconds, we'll kill the rest of ThunderClan."

"I'm in!" Brambleclaw mewed hastily.

"I don't want to die!" Longtail added. "HEY, IT'S DARKSTRIPE!"

"Anyone who doesn't want to join, raise their tail as high as possible," Firefrost mewed quickly.

Fernpaw rose her tail, and everyone else's tail thumped to the ground.

Firefrost turned around. "Everyone but Fernpaw will join."

"Great!" Tigerstar grinned and flicked his tail. Darkstripe then killed Fernpaw.

"EW!" Willowpelt flinched. "Little less blood PLEASE!"

"To the camp!" Tigerstar, Tallstar, and Leopardstar shouted*. Then the cats of pizza- SUPREMECLAN ran to ShadowClan's territory, since the camp was now about eight times its usual size.

"I have an announcement to make!" Tigerstar announced as soon as he set paw in the camp. That's right, nothing happened. Oh yeah, Sootpaw complained about the marsh, and Sorrelpaw told him to put a mouse in it, but that's it.

"What?" Every single cat asked at the same time.

"I AM TAKING OVER SUPREMECLAN AND I'M ITS SOLE LEADER!" Tigerstar yowled.

"I WITHDRAW!" Leopardstar shrieked.

"I'm the leader and I won't allow it!" Tigerstar told her. "So deal with it."

"Firefrost?" Sorrelpaw whispered. "Why are you letting this happen?"

"Because he has a soft spot for his father," Longtail sneered.

"Tigerstar's his FATHER?" Sootpaw asked.

Every cat looked at Sootpaw.

"You have KITS?" Leopardstar asked.

"Firefrost is your SON?" Tallstar also asked.

"Can I have a vole?" Blackfoot inquired.

"NO!" Tigerstar shouted at Blackfoot. "Oh, yes, Tawnypelt, Firefrost, and Brambleclaw are my lovely kits."

"What do they have to say about this?" Mistyfoot demanded.

"Stop judging me for him and start judging me for me!" Tawnypelt yowled.

"I. Will. Kill. You. ALL!" Brambleclaw grinned.

"I........feel awkward. Can we please change the subject?" Firefrost asked. Then the orange tom left the area and slept in an elder bush.

"My Stick!" a gray tom with jay-blue eyes growled.

Firefrost realized there was a stick in his mouth. "Here you go," he mewed, spitting the stick out."

"You better give it back!" the tom picked the stick and ran his paw over the scratches.

"Wake up!" Graystripe growled.

"Huh?" Firefrost inquired groggily. He opened his eyes to see Graystripe's tail in front of him.

"Firefrost, wake up! Some BloodClan cats are here!" Graystripe urged him.

"Who?" Firefrost snapped awake. "All right, Graystripe's tail!" Then he raced back to camp with Graystripe following him with a worried look on his face.

* While typing this, I was wondering who ShadowClan's leader was. Very Strange.

Sleepy sleepy sleepy......

What? Oh yes. Well, Now Fernpaw's dead. At least she's with her mate in StarClan.

If Tigerstar has taken over, what's BloodClan doing? And why is Firefrost doing absolutely nothing?

WHY DOES BLACKFOOT WANT A VOLE? Oh, he's just hungry.

Anyway, stay tuned. This story shall be done soon.

~Spottedpaw13~