A/N: Me: How much does a MacBook Pro cost?

Violetmoon: Over a thousand dollars I think.

Me: How much is over?

Violetmoon: Like . . . . . . $1,200?

Me: . . . . . Damn.

Violetmoon: Why you ask?

Me: Cause this relationship I have with me and HP just isn't working out. It's vexing!

Violetmoon: Aw, sorry baby.

Me: *sigh* Oh well, I still got Skittles so it's all good.

Violetmoon: And I still have Blackstar, so it's all good too.

Me: Now that's what you think ;)

Violetmoon: Wait what-

Me: BEGIN THE CHAPTER!

Night of Evil

"Hey, Violetmoon."

I looked up from my vole. Firestar stood in front of me with a friendly gaze.

"What do you say to going to the Gathering in two nights?" he asked.

I smiled. "What do you say to me calling for a great leader?"

Now he smiled. "I say, we're in agreement." He walked away to join a few other warriors sitting outside of the warriors den.

Swallowing the last of my vole, I got up and headed over to the medicine cat's den. To my relief, Jayfeather was the only one there. Before I could speak, I could sense there was trouble. I could see it on his face.

"Something wrong?" I asked as I seated myself down in the den.

Jayfeather finished sorting herbs and look at me. "It's Sol."

My eyes widened. "What?"

"Sol, we found him."

"Who's we?"

"Lionblaze, Hollyleaf, and I."

I snarled. "Well then why didn't you kill him?"

"No wait!" Jayfeather lifted a paw.

"Wait? You want me to wait while that vermin still wonders through these trees?"

He shook his head. "We found his scent not him in the flesh."

I gritted me teeth. "Then follow the scent. Hunt him down and finish him off!"

"Will you listen?"

I sucked in some air to calm me down, then nodded.

"Before we do anything, let me talk to him."

"Talk to-"

"Please hear me out!"

I dug my claws into the dirt floor to keep myself from jumping up in anger.

"Sol has knowledge that can be of great use to us."

No. No, please tell me this wasn't happening.

"He once spoke of how my siblings and I can become the greatest power for the sake of our clans."

Lies! All of them!

"He said we would help us!"

Screw this!

"And you believe him!" I tried to control my voice, but it came out louder than it should've.

Jayfeather stared at me with an open mouth, like he was trying to get something out. When he still wasn't staying anything, I spoke.

"Sol is a devious liar, and one of the biggest manipulators I've ever encountered in my life. I know you wish to gain more knowledge to help your clan, but let me tell you-from personal experience-sometimes knowledge is just not worth the price."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "How would you know? When did have you ever been in a situation where you wanted to learn something badly?"

This is where my heart began to beat against my chest. I looked down at my paws at I spoke, a little ashamed of what I had to say. "A while back, I . . . . I went to the Dark Forest to ask for some help from Tigerstar-"

"You did what!"

"Hey!" I snapped. "Not a word from you! This is the same thing with you and Sol!"

"Yeah, but at least Sol didn't kill innocent cats."

"But he did-almost-take over ShadowClan, turning them away from StarClan and the warrior code. In my book, that's almost equal."

Jayfeather went silent, and I continued.

"I went with Tigerstar to the Dark Forest. Yes I learned some great knowledge that helped me, but it wasn't worth the price I paid." I took a breath. "He tricked me into releasing evil spirits that have been imprisoned for hundreds of centuries, and letting them out into their world and possibly . . . . this one."

Jayfeather's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. "Violetmoon no!"

I nodded. "Yes. You see now Jayfeather? Yes knowledge is great, but sometimes the price you pay isn't."

He nodded in agreement. "I guess you're right." He sighed. "It's a shame though; I just really wanted to learn how to help my clan."

I smiled. "Oh, I'm sure a clever kitty like you will find out in no time."

"Yeah, I guess," he shrugged. "By the way Violetmoon, should I be concerned about those evil spirits?"

Oh crap. What do I say? I wanna tell him the truth, but then he'll be paranoid twenty-four-seven. No, no. I wasn't going to do that to him. I'll play it cool.

"Nothing to fear," I shook my head. "The Spirits have it under control."

It totally escaped my head that Jayfeather could sense with someone's lying, because the moment I said that, his sightless eyes looked at me in a suspicious way. Thankful he just nodded, and then dismissed himself. But even I could sense the worry in the back of his head. I had some in the back of mine too. Ugh! Why couldn't we just be normal?

Since I had a crap load of spare time, I decided to have some alone time in the forest. That came rarely. If I wasn't with my friends in the clan, then I was with Mother Gana (and sometimes Mary dropped by for a visit) training, and when I wasn't with her, then I was meeting Blackstar (if this was a teen romance novel, I pretty much say our relation was boyfriend-girlfriend at this point), and when I wasn't with him, I was usually back in the clan. I'm not antisocial, but I just needed to get away from these cats and Spirits for a while just to calm myself. Maybe do a little yoga. Oh wait, cats can't do yoga. Well that burst my bubble of happiness.

The scent of a mouse, took me away from my mind blabbering. A small, brown Mickey Mouse scurried through the grass. I lowered myself into a hunter's crouch, stalking it carefully and slowly. When it stopped to quickly scratch its ears, I jumped up landing on it before it even had time to twitch a tail.

"Mine, what a fabulous hunter you've become."

My whole body twitched in anger and I looked into Tigerstar's amber eyes. I barred my teeth at him. He laughed as if it was a child playing some sort of game.

"I'll give you until the count of three," I said with hard, gritted teeth, "to get the hell out of here. One."

He shrugged. "Fine then, if you insist."

"Two."

He turned to leave. "It's your funeral," he called over his shoulder.

"Thre-Wait what?"

Now he smiling that sly, evil-like smile he was so good at. "Ah, so now I have your attention." He sat facing me. "It's understandable that you don't know. That's old wisp of air Mother Gana seems to hoard every piece of information she has from you doesn't she?"

"You hush your mouth! She's more powerful that you ever were when you were living and now!"

He shook his head. "Didn't you mother ever teach you about manners?"

"Didn't your mother ever teach you? Or did she just give up completely the day your father left his clan to become a silly kittypet? Or maybe he left so he could get away from you? Who knows?" (along with training at Mother Gana, I continued to read Warriors-including the prophecies)

Tigerstar's eyes winded so much in anger it looked like they might pop out of his head. He unsheathed his claws, but dug them into the earth instead. Maybe I did go a little too far. But it's not like he didn't deserve it.

The dead cat narrowed his eyes at me. "If I weren't under orders, I would tear you to pieces right now."

I raised a cat brow. "What? Whose orders?"

Tigerstar shut his mouth like he had said too much. Sheathing his claws, he spoke. "As what I was saying before, so you haven't heard of the latest plans that have circled around the Dark Forest have you?"

I shook my head. "Tell me!"

"Say please."

With a sway of my tail, I sent him flying to the sky and slammed him down to the earth. As he stumbled to get up, I tilted my head and smiled. "Please?"

Tigerstar mumbled something I couldn't catch under his breath before he spoke again. "We've heard that the evil spirits are desperately searching for the half-Spirit that released them, because not only was that half-Spirit powerful enough to release them, but who also killed the Spirit Eater."

His sly smile made my insides trembled, but I dared not to let one fur move on my pelt. I refused to show this cat I had any fear. I kept my cool.

He walked up to me, so close our noses almost touched. "Now you wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?"

I said nothing. I didn't even blink. I just kept to this ultimate stare-down I was having with him at the moment.

He backed away once he saw that I wasn't going to do anything. As he turned to walk away, he said over his shoulder, "You know, ThunderClan cats sure are hot aren't they?"

I raised one confused cat brow. "Um, what?"

He looked at me. "Almost as if the whole clan was on fire." The sudden wind that picked up drifted him away.

A bad feeling erupted in my stomach. I closed my eyes. In my head, I pictured ThunderClan. I gasped with I saw bright orange flames sprouting, and cats running all around trying to save everyone. I quickly thought of Jayfeather, Hollyleaf, and Lionblaze. They were all huddle together at a fire roared around them, the flames coming dangerously close to flammable bodies. Squirrelflight stood in front of them in a defensive position, but in front of her was Ashfur. Why would she be like that to Ashfur? Wait . . . . .

I suddenly remembered Sunset, as tension between Ashfur and Squirrelflight began to rise. Oh my God! This psychopath was gonna try to murder her and her kits for revenge!

I transported myself quickly as I could, my heart pounding against my chest hard in panic. As my body began to reform, I was immediately suffocated by smoke, and a burning heat made me sweat through my pelt. I was standing behind Ashfur, so he didn't see me. But the moment that I arrived, I heard something that made me want to shout WHAT THE FUCK!

"Go ahead, harm them," Squirrelflight said. "They're not my kits."

The wide-eyed, shocked/hurt expressions that came from Hollyleaf, Jayfeather, and Lionblaze made me want to give run up to them and give them a hug. But first I had to move this crazy kitty out of my way first.

I lunged on to his back. He let out a loud painful wail, as he tried to buck me off. More smoke got sucked into my lungs, and my gripped loosened, throwing me to the ground. I was still too stunned to move. How on earth was this possibly? How was Squirrelflight not their mother? I was beyond confused right now, but I had no time to think of it. The mixture of the heat from the flames and the smoke was making it harder to breath.

Quickly, I caused the flames to rise, distracting the others. While they were distracting, I made an opening by splitting the fire open slightly.

"Look!" I shouted. I pointed to the opening. "Come on! Let's go!"

"So," Ashfur sneered evily as the flames began to roar. He looked directly at Squirrelflight. "You've been raising fake kits? Does that mean they're fake ThunderClan too? I'm sure the clan would like to hear-"

I kicked him out of the closing flames before he could finish what he was saying. I turned to the other four. "Come on!"

Hollyleaf looked at the she-cat she thought had been her mother. "Are you . . . that's not really true is it?"

"Hurry!" Squirrelflight said, pushing the three cats out.

Jayfeather held his ground. "No! Not until we get an answer!"

"You want an answer from StarClan?" I yelled. "Because if you don't start moving, that's where you'll end up!"

That got them moving. Lionblaze was the last to leave. I was just about to place my paw through the opened, but something literally held me back.

I looked behind me. A scream came from me. Black shadows were crawling out from the flames, stretch their black arms and grabbing me.

I dug my claws into the earth, trying to pull out of their grasp, but I just couldn't. There were at least a dozen of them, more coming by the second. They made horrible screeching noises that I swear could break glass.

Lifting my paw for a slight second to cast a power on them, it rebounded. The evil spirits squealed in delight. Their strength seemed to increase, and they dragged me back towards the fire. I screamed and shouted for help, but none came.

As the dragged me into the fire, I felt like I was being taken into a cold shower. There was no burning sensation from the flames. Just coldness.

I was dragged into darkness, and a minute later, a dark afternoon greeted me. To my surprise, I was in ThunderClan territory. But the evil spirits still had a hold of me.

I yelled. "Let go of me you clouds!"

"Hush you tongue foolish half-Spirit!" said one of the spirits in a old-snake-like tone.

I was caught by surprise. These things could actually talk?

"Shall we destroy her now," suggested another spirit.

The evil spirits squealed in agreement and delight. They lowered close to me, and I suddenly felt like all feeling in my body went numb.

"No! Please!" My dried were useless. White haze came out of me and sucked into the evil spirits. I felt like death was going to carry me away like a doll.

As death was about to close my eyes, the evil spirits stopped as a voice roared behind them.

"Don't you dare harm her!"

The evil spirits all let our frightened screams and backed away from me. My vision was blurry because I was so weak, but I could tell there was someone standing just a little far away from me.

After a moment of silence, the voice spoke again, a girl's voice. "I'll decide what to do with me prize."

I was lifted off the ground by a powerful force. Soon my vision began to clear up, and I could see what that power was. It was the girl with the red eyes.

A/N: Violetmoon: What the hell man? I was almost killed by the Spirit Eater, now I gotta deal with her again?

Me: Yep.

Violetmoon: WTF man? And why is everything here so violent and blood thristy?

Me: Well, we just learned about the French Revolution today in global history, and I gotta say all that bloodshed and murder really put me in the mood.

Violetmoon: You're pro-violence?

Me: Well I'm not exactly for it, but it sure helps make one hell of a story. Ain't I right Tigerstar?

Tigerstar: Hell yeah!

Violetmoon: Wait! So you have a problem when me and Mother Gana come here, but Tigerstar can just waltz in whenever he wants?

Me: That would be the process occurring.

Violetmoon: Alright, I'm out.

Tigerstar: I'll say.

Violetmoon: You hush up!

Me: Reviewers get free (imaginary) lollipops!

Tigerstar: I want a lollipop-

Violetmoon: You don't get shit.