I have completely changed the style of the writing, because I thought that I couldn't really do a proper finale whilst I'm trying to make it funny all the time. Also, I scrapped the script and went into Jayfeather's p.o.v, because:

I like Jayfeather

I felt like I couldn't express the character's feelings with script.

I don't know…

By the way, I'm sorry if this makes no sense anymore and you now hate me for killing the humour in this story. Enjoy :D

Jayfeather stumbled across the clearing. He sighed and glanced at Firestar, who was giving him a suspicious look. 'I'd better get going' He thought, instinctively looking around the clearing to see if nobody was watching. Nobody was. He made his move. His tail swishing, nervously, he rushed out of camp.

Breezepelt was already there with Mistyfoot and Tawnypelt. Jayfeather gazed at them, admiringly. For some reason, Jayfeather felt something for them that he had rarely felt for anyone. Breezepelt strolled over to him, looking embarrassed and almost scared. He was holding three kittens.

"Here…" He handed Jayfeather a kit. It looked hauntingly like Half Moon, "I know you always loved a white cat. I know this could never replace her, but…"

"Breezepelt, thank you… But why?" Jayfeather didn't know how to react.

"I… I… I can't carry on like this."

"What do you mean?" Jayfeather's heart swelled.

"I can't do this in secret anymore. I have stop, but I've come to say goodbye." Breezepelt glanced up regretfully at him, "I'm sorry."

He walked up to Mistyfoot and gave her a grey kitten, "He looks like Stonefur. I'm sorry for his death."

He moved on to Tawnypelt who looking curiously at the last kit, which was a brown tabby. It looked like Tigerstar., and Jayfeather wondered whether Breezepelt was trying to remind her of her father.

"And Brambleclaw." Breezepelt told Tawnypelt.

She looked up gratefully at him.

Just then, the bushes rustled. The four cats backed away, tail between their legs. All the leaders stepped out. Firestar strolled forward to face Jayfeather.

"Is their something you would like to say?" He challenged Jayfeather, eyes narrowed.

Jayfeather padded up to him, head high, until their noses touched, "Yes actually. You should stop trying to figure me out. If you carry on, you'll find out that you will never get an answer. I won't let you see inside me. I won't let you change me. This is my life. I can choose what I want to do."

Blackstar gestured for Firestar to move aside, and Firestar dipped his head and moved. Blackstar got into an attacking crouch.

"Jayfeather! Truth or dare?" Tawnypelt mewed desperetly.

"Dare!"

"I dare you to challenge Blackstar!"

Jayfeather dipped his head in thanks.

"Daring each other won't help you now." Blackstar growled.

"Oh, I think you're wrong!" At this, Blackstar lunged, digging his teeth into Jayfeather's throat.

The last thing he saw was Breezepelt jump at Blackstar. The last thing he heard was Mistyfoot yelling in Breezepelt's ear, "Breezepelt! You won't win!" The last thing he smelt was blood. The last thing he felt was desperation.

Jayfeather spotted Half Moon walking over to him. He was in Starclan now.

"Oh, Half Moon, what can I do?" He wailed, a tear streaming down his cheek.

"I don't know, my love, but I know that everything will turn out how it should be." She rested her tail on his shoulder. Jayfeather wished he could believe her, but it seemed like everything he had ever known was falling apart.

"Half Moon, I need you…"

"I'm closer to you than you think…"

Jayfeather's thoughts led him to the white kit. Half Moon was disappearing and Jayfeather could feel his senses coming back to him.

He leapt up, surprising the leaders and joined his companions in tackling Blackstar. He glanced at Breezepelt and saw relief in his gaze. Another Rustle. Crowfeather. The black cat knocked Blackstar off his paws, and Jayfeather lunged at the Shadowclan leader, scratching his belly. Time seemed to stop then. Blackstar had a deep wound that was bleeding viciously. He fell limp. The eight cats stared in horror at Blackstar's body. Then Firestar glared at Jayfeather.

"Jayfeather, you have killed a leader. For this, I must send you into exile."

"Well, if you send Jayfeather into exile," Breezepelt remarked, "you're losing some valuable warriors."

Mistyfoot, Tawnypelt, and Crowfeather came to stand beside Jayfeather.

"I know I haven't known him that long, but Jayfeather is my life. Goodbye Leopardstar." Mistyfoot told her heart-broken leader.

"And I have made some great friends out of this group, I owe my happiness to them." Tawnypelt meowed, her eyes glistening with sorrow.

"I… I can't leave my half-brother. He means too much to me to lose now." Breezepelt said, sure of is words.

"So, you're saying that kin matters more than the clan?" Onestar growled, "What about you Crowfeather?"

"I thought wrong about my son, I'm willing to give him a second chance. I will go. Goodbye." Crowfeather mewed with no regret in his voice.

"Very well…" Firestar looked unsure at first, but he then accepted the cats' decision, "You may live here , I'll tell everyone not to go here, and if they see you around this place to leave you in peace."

"Thank you." Jayfeather meowed.

The leaders turned back to their own territories.

"I guess this is the end." Mistyfoot said, her ears flattening, and tears streaming down her face.

Note: Do cats cry? Well, I don't care if they do or not.

"Don't think of this as the end," Jayfeather mewed, "Think of it as a new beginning. Oh, and Mistyfoot?"

"Yes?"

"I've thought about it, and I say yes."

Jayfeather padded upto the edge of the river. Mistyfoot followed. He put his tail on her shoulder as he recited Half Moon's words in his head, 'I don't know, my love, but I know that everything will turn out how it should be.'

"What are we going to do now?" Mistyfoot asked.

"I don't know, my love," Jayfeather replied, glancing at the white kit, which held Half Moon's spirit, "but I know everything will turn out how it should be.

'Farther, son, mate, friend and brother. United. Just because of a game. Life was never more perfect, and though the consequences were great, somehow, everything became still and calm like water. Everything was worth it for this. A life of peace.'

The End

I hope you enjoyed :D

This is the end now

You can go away

Jayfeather won't be happy that you're staying and interrupting his tv show

Jayfeather: HEY! You're interrupting my tv show! Wait, I forgot to tell you something…

Beep beep,

I'm a sheep,

I said beep beep I'm a sheep!

*Pulls off cat costume*

Me: This is totally the end now. So stop interrupting Jayfeather's tv show!