*Firestorm's P.O.V.*

I can't believe Squirrelflight's dead. I mean, Stormfoot was out there to. It could have just as easily been him. I don't know how I would react if Stormfoot had been killed. Stormfoot's my brother; I would be crushed if he died.

Stormfoot already went to sleep; he acted really weird when he came back from the lake. Did he dream something?

I decided to join him even though the sun hadn't completely set yet.

I entered the den and saw that Stormfoot was already fast asleep. I curled up in my nest right next to him.

The warmth of my brother's fur lured me to sleep. I found myself somewhere I surprisingly recognized.

I'm in Starclan, but why? I wondered.

I wandered around for a while and found myself in a clearing. The clearing reminded me of the old Thunderclan camp. Wait a minute; I was born WAY after the Great Journey. I must be in Firestar's memory.

"You were right the first time." A voice behind me said.

I spun around and saw Firestar. "But aren't you me? How are you here?" I asked him.

"You let me go, I am no longer you." He answered.

"How did I do that? And when did I do that?!" I asked in shock.

"When my daughter was killed, I pulled away from you so I could lead her to Starclan. You are free of me. We are different cats. You can live your life without me now. This isn't goodbye, we will meet again." He told me.

He started to fade. I heard his voice. He said, "Once again, darkness rises. Storm, Fire, Gold, and Rain must come together and brighten the stars again."

"What does that mean!?" I yelled.

The world turned to black. I started falling into endless blackness. "AAAAHHHHHHH! STARCLAN SAVE ME!" I screamed.

"Firestorm! Firestorm, wake up!" I heard Stormfoot yell.

I opened my eyes. "What happened to you Firestorm? You were screaming in your sleep." Stormfoot asked with pure concern.

I told him about my dream.

"So Firestar left you. He also told you about the prophecy." Stormfoot said.

"Wait, you knew about the prophecy?" I asked.

"Yeah, so do Goldentail and Rainpaw. The four of us are the Storm, Fire, Gold, and Rain that the prophecy's talking about." He told me.

"You didn't care to tell me?!" I yelled.

"Starclan tells us all one at a time. That's how the rest of us know, Starclan told us." He said.

"Oh, alright." I said.

"Let's go pick something from the fresh-kill pile and chat." Stormfoot said.

Sorry, short chapter. But I'd say it was eventful. See you guys for the next chapter! Please review!