A.N.: Hello everyone! The song was Every Time We Touch. (Throws plushies) Thanks for all the cats! What do I have planned? Mwahahahahahaha! To clarify, the Twoleg place (Starcrest) is located a way beyond RiverClan camp. On with the show!

Leafpool: (Looks at Crowfeather, then back) Evacuate? What are you talking about?

Private Williams: (Checks his watch) I don't have a lot of time to explain. The local Twolegs seem to have grown hostile for some unknown reason. My troops are evacuating the others around the lake to a safer location. You and your Clan should prepare to leave at once; take only what you can carry. I'll bring a truck for those who can't walk far. (Turns and disappears out the camp entrance)

Leafpool: (Takes a deep breath) Okay, let's get going. Crowfeather, check the borders and make sure all the patrols are back. Nightcloud, help the Queens prepare for the journey. I'll make an announcement over the intercom and get everyone else packing.

Packing for a trip can be chaotic, as expected, especially when you don't really know what's going on. Thornclaw got the unlucky job of helping the apprentices pack, who didn't seem to understand the words 'only what is necessary.'

Molepaw: (Trying to stuff a T.V. into Olivepaw's backpack) Sorry, Olivepaw. It's not going to fit.

Olivepaw: (Push Molepaw aside) No wonder! Look at all this useless stuff Thornclaw put in here! (Starts throwing things out) Bottled water...map and compass...emergency flares...

Peachpaw: (Puts on her backpack) This is going to be so cool! Maybe Private Williams keeps love in the back of his truck!

Sandstorm went quickly through her things, almost finished with her things. She stopped as something on her bedside table glinted in the light. The white half of a Yin-Yang symbol.

Sandstorm: (Picks up the necklace, kisses it, and hangs it around her neck)

Jayfeather and Cinderheart moved back and forth, giving out traveling herbs and helping others move their stuff into a large pile that was getting bigger all the time. They took a break with Brightheart, watching the hustle and bustle.

Brightheart: I talked with Natureboy this morning. He mentioned something weird was going on at Twoleg place. I hope we can get some more info on this soon.

Cinderheart: Don't we all.

Jayfeather: I don't get it. Most Twolegs have always kept their distance. Why are they acting up now?

It wasn't long before Private Williams and a few of his soldiers were back with a cameo pickup truck. As Queens, elders, and kits, climbed into the back of the truck; One of the soldiers held a quick conference with Leafpool and whoever else was near.

Soldier: (Cameo uniform and leather boots) We're going to rendevous with the others before we move to our safe zone. Is there anything else before we start?

Nightcloud: What is going on exactly? Have we figured out what's happened with the Twolegs?

Soldier: (Shakes his head) Not quite. We have some theories, but we'll explain more later when we know for sure. If there are no more questions, let's get moving.

The rendevous was located on the top of a large hill partway to the Moonpool. Several trucks were parked as leaders took a head count. Sandstorm set her pack down and took a breath of air.

Mistyfoot: You look tired. Need some water?

Movement in the trees caught Sandstorm's eye. It seemed like a shadow.

Mistyfoot: (Waves a paw in front of Sandstorm's face) Hello? Earth to Sandstorm?

Sandstorm: What? Uh, no thanks. I'll be right back.

It was dark and cool under the shade of the trees, but Sandstorm couldn't see what she was looking for.

Scourge:(Appears out of nowhere) Looking for me?

Sandstorm: (Jumps slightly) Scourge! Have you heard? They're evacuating the lake! You have to leave here!

Scourge: (Smiles ans shakes head) No, Sandstorm, I can't leave yet. I need you to stay safe. I'll try to get back to when I can. (Disappears)

Stonefur paused in the conversation with Nightcloud as Private Williams approached.

They had finally made it to the 'safe zone', a temporary camp at the end of the WindClan moors. It was a sea of white tents of many sizes.

After finding accomadations and unpacking, they tried to stay out of the way of the apprentices who had snuck untold amounts of sugar into their bags along with some iPods.

Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.

So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.

It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.

It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.

Private Williams: Stonefur, will you come to my tent, please?

Stonefur followed the other tom into the canvas structure; which already contained Hollyleaf, Mistyfoot, and Oakfur. The bewilderment showed on their faces. What was going on?

Private Williams: (Sits down in his desk) Thank you all for coming. I normally wouldn't dream of asking this of a group of untrained individuals, but all our branches are busy trying to evacuate civilians.

There is some sort of virus going on, according to unconfirmed reports. Cats have been slaughtered; the Twolegs claim it's cases of violent insanity. We've managed to make contact with someone who may have a cure.

Oakfur: So? What does this have to do with us?

Private Williams: We...need you to go into Twolegplace.

A.N.: Sorry for the boring chapter! I really look forward to writing the next one, it will be exciting! I promise! Review, or no update. Also, I'm running out of songs. Give me suggestions IN A PM.