Apocalypse
Spring gave a groan. Her head hurt, and considering it had been slammed against the rocks that was no surprise.
She flickered her eyes open. She seemed to be in a forest, at night. Spring sighed, then pushed herself to her feet. She wandered around the dark forest. There didn't seem to be much in the way of prey, and even though there was water, it didn't look like the type you'd want to drink.
What am I doing here? She wondered. Spring sat down and thought. It didn't take long to remember. The rogue group, the Apocalypse. She had to get back and help the kits. She jumped up and ran.
She was looking down and ran right into another cat. "Oh. Sorry I-" she froze when she made eye contact with the cat. Spring couldn't explain why, but the eyes stunned her into silence.
"Not at all." The cat forgave her. "What's the big rush?"
"I-I. . ." Spring tried to figure out what to say. She knew one thing for sure; she shouldn't tell him the truth. But she couldn't think of a good lie.
"It's because of Leader isn't it? And his awful rogue group?" he inferred.
Spring blinked. "Yes." She whispered.
The cat nodded. "As I thought. Tell me, do you have a plan on what to do with him?"
Spring realized she didn't. She shook her head.
The cat tilted his head to the side. "No? Then why don't you stay here a while? I can teach you how to improve your fighting, and then you will be able to take him down."
Spring was about to nod. "Spring! No!"
Spring blinked and looked in the direction of the voice. "Winter." She said softly.
"Spring! Don't listen to him!" Winter warned. "He's-" he rolled out of the way as the cat lunged at him. "He's Apocalypse!"
Spring remembered Leader's words, 'No one survives Apocalypse.' Well, it was time to prove him wrong. Spring launched onto Apocalypse and yanked his head back by the ear. He staggered away, then rolled over. He did so faster than Spring that possible and before she knew it was being squashed. Winter tried to help, but he was never known for fighting. Apocalypse got rid of him, knocking him out, fairly easily.
"And now just the two of us." He snarled at Spring.
Spring hissed, being careful not to look in his eyes. He had given her a few wounds, but they weren't bad. He launched at her. She jumped out of the way raking her claws through his side as she did so. Then she spun around. Apocalypse had swung his paw but she had kept her head low so he missed her head. He did however get her shoulders. Then he did the move that defeated her. He jumped onto his hind legs and smacked her across the face with one of his unsheathed front paws. When her head snapped in the other direction, it hit his other paw.
Spring, now extremely dizzy, and having deep cuts in her face, smashed into the ground. Apocalypse lifted his claw to deal a killing blow, when another cat rammed into his side knocking him over.
Spring blinked in surprise. Winter? She wondered. But even with her spinning vision she could tell he was still lying out cold. She tried to figure out who had come to her rescue, but it was impossible to tell with her limited vision and the fast paced fight.
Then the cat who'd saved her hit the ground next to her. That's when Spring knew who it was. "Leafstar." She croaked. Apocalypse lunged out. "Leafstar no!" Spring cried. She jumped up and dug her claws into Apocalypse, all the while not being able to see well.
Apocalypse shoved her back and she stumbled as the world spun. Then Leafstar kicked him and he fell back into a rock. Now it was his turn to look dizzy. And it was Leafstar's turn to try the killing move. But this time, no one saved him. Apocalypse died and faded from sight.
"Leafstar, you're all right." Spring said.
Leafstar nodded. "But you're not." She walked up to Spring and stayed on her side, helping her stay up.
"Winter?" Spring asked.
"I'm fine." Winter said. He didn't sound one hundred percent fine, but he was up and helping Spring, that was good enough for her. "Spring, I'm so sorry for staying mad at you."
Spring shook her head, decided that was a mistake, and said "It not your fault. Now we have to help the kits."
"I'll help you Spring." Leafstar told her.
Spring blinked in surprise. "You will?"
Leafstar nodded. "As will other Starclan cats. Saving kits is important."
Spring nodded, slowly. "But I don't know how to get back."
"Oh Spring, you never left. You're dreaming." Leafstar explained. "You just have to wake up."
Jayfeather watched the truce from Starclan. He let out an amused chuckle.
"What's so funny?" Lionblaze asked.
"Oh, it's just Stormstar finally figured out what the prophecy meant. I thought it was pretty simple." Jayfeather replied.
Lionblaze rolled his eyes. Hollyleaf on the other hand seemed concerned. "You don't think he's right do you? About being too late?" she asked.
Jayfeather shook his head. "Doubtful. Cats have taken longer to figure out prophecies."
"Such as ourselves." Lionblaze muttered.
Hollyleaf sighed and looked down at the cats. "I hope you're right."
(So, sorry about being anticlimactic on the whole Apocalypse thing.)