I apologize, libithewolf. I can't concentrate on DoubleStuffed right now, extremely big apologies. That will get updated very very very soon.

Firefrost and Graystripe stopped when they got back to the camp. Tigerstar and....a small black cat? Yes, a small black cat and Tigerstar were glaring at each other.

"Tigerstar's not going to like this," he muttered.

"What are you doing here?" Tigerstar demanded.

The small black cat narrowed his eyes. "We're taking over the forest," he replied calmly.

No one has ever talked to Tigerstar like that! Firefrost thought.

Well, maybe they have. Who knows what Russetpaw did in her free time?

Tigerstar scowled at the small black tom. "This is my forest, and you can't take it over without a fight."

The black small tom shrugged. "That is where your mistake lies."

Tigerstar growled and leaped at the cat. The small cat dodged and quickly raaked his claws from Tigerstar's neck to his tail in one move.

"I'm am Scourge, leader of BloodClan," the small cat mewed in satisfaction as he stood over Tigerstar's dieing form. "And I will rule the forest."

Firefrost felt the fur rise on his shoulders, but his father didn't need his battles fought for him. Tigerstar was only losing one life, how bad could it be? Tigerstar fell into the trance. In a few moments, he would wake up, fully healed and ready to fight.

But the wound was too bad for even StarClan to heal. Tigerstar hissed at Scourge as he fell into the trance again.

"He's dieing nine times," Firefrost heard Graystripe mutter. "Great StarClan, no..."

The scene continued as Tigerstar died again and again. Fear finally began to creep into his eyes as he realized he was really going to die. And finally, long after Firefrost tried to keep track, Tigerstar laid still forever.

Firefrost's father was dead. The cat whom he had never been sure of his feelings about. Dead, just like that.

"No, it can't be!" Firefrost whispered.

Scourge gave Firefrost a chilly glance. "You have three days to join us, leave the forest, or stay, fight, and die. I will await your decision at dawn on the fourth day."

And with that, Scourge and BloodClan left. Some of the Clan cats joined them, mostly former ShadowClan cats afraid for their life.

With a feeling of despair, Firefrost collapsed and fell asleep. More on teh unconscious side, but then you'd have to wonder if you can dream when you're unconscious. Spottedpaw13 wouldn't know, since she doesn't know the last time she was unconscious.

Firefrost stared at the yellow she-cat in front of her. "Who are you?"

"Who cares?" the yellow she-cat countered. "Time to remain the joint Clan."

"Why?" Firefrost asked.

"Supreme isn't part of the new prophecy," she mewed. "When tigers are vanquished, veggies and blood will fight for the woods."

"What are veggies?" Firefrost inquired.

"A type of pizza."

"What is pizza?"

"Twoleg food. Veggie and Supreme are two variations of it."

"I'm going to name the Clan VeggieClan now, because Bob told me to."

"Whatever floats your boat," the yellow she-cat shrugged.

"What's a boat?"

The yellow she-cat face-palmed herself and left.

Firefrost suddenly woke up. "This Clan is now VeggieClan!" he announced.

"It's...different," Sorrelpaw shrugged.

"It sounds awesome!" Mistyfoot exclaimed.

"Why?" Stormpaw demanded.

"Because Bob told him to," Featherpaw mewed.

"Because Bob tole me- hey, you're right!" Firefrost gave Featherpaw a strange glance. "Are you somehow spying on my dreams?"

Suddenly, Featherpaw found this green-yellow leaf VERY interesting.

Sorry, this chapter was a little short.

VeggieClan has been sitting in my brain for a week. I just didn't get around to writing this.

Unfortunately, I gotta go to bed.

~Spottedpaw13, who needs to learn grammer!