Skysong: soooooo…..

Wightshadoo: You took a FLIPPING TWO AND A HALF MONTHS to update again! That's two updates in three and a half months!

Skysong: ! I've been…busy…

Morningsky: On Youtube, DeviantArt, more YouTube…

Skysong: shhhh….. yeast is rising…

Moonglow: …. Oooooooookay then. Well, FINALLY! The Eighth chapter!

Skysong: yay :D

Wightshadoo: In Skypaw POV. Enjoy plz.

Skysong: And yet I've been an apprentice for less than a day… Well… let's just say I have magical… stuff…. Thing… or whatever…

Skypaw's vision replayed over and over in her mind. If they didn't get to the rouges now, Sorrelpaw could be gone forever. Her lungs begged for rest as she scrambled to keep up with her WindClan companion.

Whitepaw was very fast, being a WindClan cat and all, and Skypaw was quickly falling behind.

"Wait!" she yelled, "You don't know where they are!" That brought Whitepaw to a stop.

"Then where are they? Where?" Whitepaw was close to desperation.

Skypaw nodded to their right. "It's in that direction. They're camped along the stream that runs into the Moonpool."

In an instant, Whitepaw took off again, and Skypaw didn't blame her. If Streampaw was in the same position as Sorrelpaw, she knew she would act the same way Whitepaw was.

With no time to catch her breath, Skypaw set off after Whitepaw, her heart pounding, and mind racing. No, of course I couldn't have a normal "first day as an apprentice." Why can't things be normal for me like they are for Streampaw?

But now, more then ever, the young apprentice longed for her sister to be with her, because Skypaw hadn't just seen a vision. She'd also gotten a sense of impending danger, which was reasonable, saying that she and Whitepaw were racing right into the middle of a rouge camp, but Skypaw felt that this was different. That something greater was happening.

Voices started becoming audible as they approached closer to the Moonpool stream.

"We're almost ready to leave." Skypaw heard a deep voice speak, and kept racing ahead, almost running into Whitepaw, who had stopped behind some thick undergrowth.

"They're just up there," Whitepaw hissed through her teeth. "Let's get them."

"Wait!" Skypaw gasped, "I've only been an apprentice for less than a day! I can't fight! I'm a medicine cat apprentice too!"

"But I've been an apprentice for about a moon. I know how to fight." With that, Whitepaw lunged at the nearest rouge cat, a brown and black tabby. Skypaw hesitated a moment, then bounded in after her, her mind filled with many doubts.

"Just try to dodge their attacks!" yelled Whitepaw, while battering the rouge with her paws.

Skypaw jumped away from the attacks of a black tom, not even attempting to fight him. Maybe if I just keep him occupied… Wait a minute, how am I going to do this? I don't know how to fight, thought Skypaw as she dodged a paw swipe.

Whitepaw hadn't lied when she said that she could fight. Already, she had moved on to another opponent. "These cats fight like kittypets!" she exclaimed, and bit down hard on the rouge's leg.

No sooner had Whitepaw spoken those words, than two more rouges jumped on top of her, and she was buried underneath them. Skypaw was already exhausted, even though the fight had just started. "StarClan help us…" she murmured.

From behind her, Skypaw heard a long yowl, and the sound of paws against undergrowth and leaves. Her opponent, taken by surprise, looked up, and Skypaw used this to her advantage. She bounded up to the rouge and leaped on his back, claws unsheathed. The rouge yowled in pain, and shook himself to try to dislodge Skypaw's claws.

Suddenly, a black blur shot out of the bushes, and jumped on one of the cats fighting Whitepaw. After a moment, Skypaw realized the blur was a black cat. Then, four more cats exploded out of the bushes. Immediately, they started attacking the rouges, and Skypaw murmured a word of thanks to StarClan. Maybe they could actually win this battle!

Skypaw leaped off the cat's back, and charged him, one of the five cats that had come; a reddish brown tom attacking with her. Skypaw could tell he and the others were from ShadowClan or RiverClan from their scent, but why would cats from two Clans come to help? She had no time to ponder this matter, when the rouge jumped at her with a snarl, which the red- brown tom intercepted.

"I've got this one." He spoke, "Go help the others."

When Skypaw turned around, to her dismay, more rouges had come to help their friends. Now the situation looked hopeless again.

"Stop!" A clear voice cut through the battle of Clan cats and rouges. All of them turned to the source of the voice. A few fox-length's away stood a muscular gray tom. His eyes held the authority of a leader, but Skypaw doubted that the rouges had ever heard of the Clans.

A small brown tabby tom padded in through the bushes behind the gray tom. "Whisper and Claw have captured more prisionors. Should we put them with the others?"

"Yes." The gray tom replied, not shifting his eyes from the battle field. "And keep them well guarded this time, Flint." Flint nodded, and padded back out of sight.

"As for all of you who oppose us, you shall join the other prisoners, and become our slaves."

"So that's why cats have been disappearing!" the black she-cat from ShadowClan exclaimed.

"Only Sorrelpaw has disappeared, Shadowpaw," the orange- brown she-cat from RiverClan countered.

"Kittypets and loners have been taken too." said Shadowpaw.

Skypaw spoke up. "Um, it may or may not have occurred to you, but we're going to be taken up to the mountains to be used as slaves. Does anyone here have a plan on how to fix that?"

One of the rouges laughed. "You ain't goin' anywhere, pretty thing," the gray spotted tom rasped, leaning in closer to Skypaw's face.

"Get away from me!" Skypaw's heart started racing again.

"Get away from my sister!" Streampaw stood a few fox-lengths away, a brown she-cat, and an orange and gray she-cat standing behind her.

"Morningsky?" Whitepaw exclaimed.

"It looks like we have a few more slaves!" said a black rouge, "Excellent!"

"I have a plan!" spoke a silver ShadowClan she-cat.

"What?" Everyone stared at her.

"Run!"

In a few seconds, the scene had turned to chaos. Skypaw scrambled up off the ground and took off running. She could hear raspy breathing behind her, and knew the spotted rouge was following her. Skypaw raced on ahead, ignoring branches and twigs that scraped at her face. All at once, a divot came into sight in front her, and Skypaw was unable to avoid it. With a crash, she fell head over tail into a bush.

"Ha, caught ya!"

StarClan help me…

Skysong: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. I promised I would update in about a week last time I updated. I'll try not to lie again.

Wightshadoo: That's a lie.

Morningsky: You mean that she lied about lying about a lie?

Moonglow: Lied about lying about a lie? What?

Wightshadoo: Weirdos

Skysong: Please review even though my updating sucks!

Moonglow: ILIKETURTLES

Skysong: oh, and look up Zombie kid likes turtles on YouTube. It's funny. :D lol REVIEW! OR FACE MY MINION ARMY OF OXYGEN MOLECULES! THEY WILL…. Allow you to sustain life on earth…? Idk.