The time had come for Daylight to fulfil the prophecy. Cats from three clans had been dying continuously. A mysterious howling swirl of wind had killed half of the cats in TornadoClan, and several TsunamiClan cats had died when a momentous wall of water swept over their camp. Terrifying storms ended the lives of too many LightningClan cats. But GloomyClan remained untouched by sorrow and tragedy. Now Daylight knew that Nightstar was the Night from the prophecy of Spottypelt.
Taking a deep breath, she ran out of camp and over to the GloomyClan border. She gulped. She had never been into the dark pine territory of this evil clan with their evil stench. Shaking away her doubts, she padded over the border and into the dark. She decided to follow some smelly cats who were hunting nearby, hoping that they would lead her to the GloomyClan camp. Luckily, they led her straight to the camp and didn't even notice she was following them. Creeping through the entrance, she found the leader's den and snuck into it. Nightstar was grooming himself in his den. He looked up, astonished, tongue still hanging out of his mouth.
"I will fulfil the prophecy and kill you," shouted Daylight. "You've been killing cats from the other clans, and you're not getting away with it. Prepare to die!" To her surprise, Nightstar hadn't moved to attack her whilst she made her improvised soliloquy. When she leapt onto him, he didn't make a move against her.
"Fight back, you coward!" she screamed in his face. Nightstar just looked sad.
"I am your father," he said regrettably as she dug her claws into his neck.
"No," she gasped as blood gushed out of the wound. But it was too late, and Nightstar's head hit the ground with a thud. His blank gaze stared at the star-filled sky. Daylight was so upset, she ran to the medicine den where she ate deathberries and died.