A/N: Well hello agian! And you all know why you got another chapter...

Thank you:

Dapplepelt- So this is the chapter that will explain your question, Brookpaw's personality wasn't fully developed yet and this chapter should help with that.

Lovepaw- Thank you for your continued support :D

- oh and I mentioned Ella Eberle last chapter... for some reason my e-mail said that was her penname... well I went to look at her profile and her fanfiction name is actually goaliegirl11... I have no idea why my e-mail said her penname was Ella Eeberle so sorry goaliegirl11... and thanks for your reveiw!

~so remember reveiw= new chapter!

and just to let everyone know THIS CHAPTER IS BROOKPAW'S POV! and my cat editor was sleeping again... she didn't even show up this time... so blame her if there is any mistakes :P

Ch.9

Brookpaw curled up on the hard dirt floor and let out a shiver. It had been a half a moon since Windclan had taken her as their prisoner. She was being kept in an old fox den near the camp. Now, a Windclan warrior and an apprentice were guarding her. They were whispering softly outside the den. She could hear a mumble of 'escape, unfair, Starclan, and unpleased.' Clearly from what she heard they thought that keeping a defenseless Thunderclan apprentice hostage wouldn't make Starclan pleased. At least the gathering was tonight and Thunderclan might try to get her back. A slight vibration from outside the den told her that one of the guards was coming down. By the stronger scent she could tell it was the apprentice.

"Uhh… hi, my name is Crystalpaw," the apprentice said.

Brookpaw hissed in response.

"Uhh… I brought you some grass to make a nest out of," Crystalpaw added nervously. "And a rabbit."

"I don't eat rabbit or make my nest out of grass," Brookpaw screeched.

Crystalpaw dropped the grass and scrambled out of the den with the rabbit in her mouth.

Brookpaw arranged the moss to make a nest and fell asleep.

"The brook seems to not have much power behind it. Yet, do not be fooled. A cat shall arise from her ashes and start a new era. She shall bring hope to the hopeless and the clans will despise her. She shall take all the depressed and bring them life. She shall rise out of the shadows and become thunder. But she will not stop at thunder. She shall bring sun to the forest," a voice echoed behind her.

Brookpaw instantly knew she was dreaming because she could see. She spun around and saw the same cat that had visited her in her sleep when she was still a rogue kitten.

"What do you want?" she asked. "And why don't you get me out of Windclan with that dumb saying!"

The skinny gray tom hissed at her.

"Don't you ever call that PROPHECY 'dumb,'" the cat screeched.

"Prophecy?" Brookpaw asked startled by the cat's sudden mood-swing.

"Yes. It is as old as the clans itself. It has come, Brookpaw. And with it has come hate. Like twins tiger and fire were born. One destroyed, the other rebuilt. They still live in the cats around them and they still are constantly fighting for what they believe is right. And I was one of the ones that caused this to continue. I am Jayfeather, one of the four," the cat finished.

"And what does this 'tiger and fire' have to do with me?" Brookpaw asked.

"You are the descendent of both. Only you finish the battle they started. Only you can destroy the clans or bring peace. All clans will hate you, for every single one of them either follows tiger or fire. You can't choose the path of either, only both. Your mother was a descendent of the fire. She left the clan when she took a rogue as her mate. Your father was a descendent of tiger. His descendants had left the clans right after the reign of tiger. Tiger is gone, but his hate and vengeance will forever remain in the clan. Fire remains, only in dreams. He continues to show cats the way of truth and hope," Jayfeather finished.

"Who is tiger and fire?" Brookpaw whispered, mystified.

"You have always known in your heart, Brookpaw," Jayfeather started to slowly fade away. Right before the dream ended a flash of fire colored ginger fur appeared on the edge of her vision. A second later she found herself in the prison.

Brookpaw woke up with a hiss. Starclan was always confusing her with its riddles. But, this was one she could figure out. She knew that the 'fire' must mean Firestar, the old Thunderclan leader. Which would mean that 'tiger' would be Tigerstar, the ex Thunderclan deputy and Shadowclan leader, Tigerstar was always Firestar's worst enemy.

Again, she could not see but she could feel the vibrations and scent of Crystalpaw, again, entering the den. The scent of mouse wafted up her nostrils making her mouth water.

"Thought you might like this," Crystalpaw said as she tossed the mouse to Brookpaw.

Brookpaw looked away pretending to not care about the persistent apprentice or the juicy mouse.

"I can help you escape, you know," Crystalpaw whispered.

Brookpaw struggled to keep her ears from perking up.

"I went to the gathering," Crystalpaw sat down near the den entrance.

This time Brookpaw could not keep silent and blurted out, "What happened?"

Crystalpaw continued, "Honeystar demanded Jetstar returned you at once. Lightstar was horrified that Jetstar would take an untrained Thunderclan apprentice without reason. Tanstar didn't seem to get too involved. She looked furious that Jetstar would take a hostage. But, I think she is scared to take Riverclan to battle. Jetstar asked for a Thunderclan kit in return for you. Honeystar almost attacked him. The gathering closed. Oh, and Honeystar mentioned that not only were you untrained, but you were also…"

Brookpaw cut her off, "blind."

"Yeah, how did you manage to fool all of us?" Crystalpaw asked.

Brookpaw was on top of Crystalpaw in a second with her paw raised to kill.

"Don't let out a peep or I will kill you," Brookpaw hissed.

Crystalpaw looked up at the apprentice with wide, scared eyes.

"Now, show me how to get out of this camp," Brookpaw demanded.

Crystalpaw slowly got to her feet and Brookpaw followed her out of the den. No one was looking so Crystalpaw weaved behind a small hill.

"You're out. Can I go now?" Crystalpaw asked.

"No, not until I get to the Thunderclan border," Brookpaw hissed.

Crystalpaw guided Brookpaw to the border.

"Sorry," Brookpaw apologized. "I wasn't going to kill you, but I had to get home. See you next gathering!"

Crystalpaw watched as the mysterious apprentice vanished into the undergrowth.

A/N: remember REVEIW= NEW CHAPTER!