Oh my God, I feel really bad for not updating in forever! I really hope all of you out there forgive me for such a wait X( As you may have noticed, I changed the title a bit, and I'm here to tell you that I'm making a miniseries! There will be four stories in it, however, so basically it's half way over...Yes, this is the last chapter.

Disclaimer: I had asked for Warriors for my birthday, but all I got was some socks...

Chapter Ten: Is This Goodbye?

Ambersky stared at the gray-furred Twoleg in front of her. How could that have possibly been Jayfeather? Had StarClan changed him into a Twoleg? And if not StarClan, then who or what did?

Cherrypit took a few pawsteps forward, to get a better look. "There's no doubt that that is Jayfeather. Just listen to how grumpy and angry he sounds!"

Ambersky had to agree that this Twoleg was definitely Jayfeather. How were they going to talk to him if he was like that, though? There would be no way of communicating with him. The gray medicine cat apprentice looked to her mentor's brother in silent questioning. "Lionblaze, what do we do?"

The golden tom looked utterly confused. His tail was swishing uneasily, looking from Jayfeather to Ambersky. For once, he felt completely useless.

"I think we should just turn back and report this to Bramblestar," Mousewhisker mewed from the other side of Cherrypit. Part of Ambersky wanted to agree with the brown warrior, but another part of her told her that it wouldn't do them much good.

Cherrypit scoffed. "As if Bramblestar will believe that! 'Hey Bramblestar, we found Jayfeather, but he's a Twoleg. What should we do?'" Mousewhisker muttered something, omehting that sounded like "It was only an idea."

Footsteps pounded away, and when the patrol turned to looked back at Jayfeather and the other Twoleg, the Twoleg with black fur was gone.

Ambersky looked to Jayfeather; maybe it was possible that he could still understand cats. After all, he still had a tail and a pair of cat ears. Without telling the others, she strode into the light and nudged Jayfeather with her head, before he bolted off after the other Twoleg.

Breezepelt, or Briley, was starting to get on Jayfeather's nerves. Breezepelt spoke of Autumn as if she was a ball of moss that he liked to toss around. That reminded Jayfeather that he wanted to speak with her, but he didn't know when or how.

"If you really loved her, Breezepelt, you would leave her alone," Jayfeather said crossly. At this, Breezepelt scoffed. Footsteps told Jayfeather that Breezepelt was advancing on him.

"Look, Jayfeather," Breezepelt attempted a menacing snarl. "I'm not here to make all her fantasies come true. I've turned Twoleg for one reason, and one reason only; The Dark Forest has sent me on a mission. I am here to kill your precious Autumn."

Jayfeather recoiled. Breezepelt was going to kill her? The blind neko tried clamping his hands down on Breezepelt's throat, but he missed as Breezepelt moved out of reach. Breezepelt snickered. How on earth would Breezepelt be able to kill Autumn? And, more importantly, why?

Jayfeather clenched his teeth. "Why would you want to kill her?"

Breezepelt rolled his eyes, even though Jayfeather couldn't see it. "Oh, I don't want to kill her, the Dark Forest does. They've heard some rumors that StarClan has something in mind for her."

Malevolence rolled off of Breezepelt like Sun-drown-place waves. Jayfeather had to stop him, but didn't know what he could do; how could a blind medicine cat be able to take on a full-fledged warrior?

"I guess I'll be seeing you around, Jayfeather." Jayfeather imagined Breezepelt's lips curling in an evil smile. Footsteps pounded away. Jayfeather froze; Breezepelt was now going to kill Autumn. But Jayfeather wouldn't let that happen. He was about to bolt after him, when something started to nudge his lower leg.

Suddenly, Jayfeather heard other voices, familiar voices. "Jayfeather, is that you?"

The blind neko froze in place, and then crouched down. He reached his hand out, and touched whatever was nudging his leg. Jayfeather had guessed it was another cat. Another familiar voice sounded. "Jayfeather?"

There was no mistake that the voice belonged to his brother, Lionblaze. Jayfeather twitched his ears. "Lionblaze, Ambersky, What are you doing here? And how are you guys not Twolegs?"

Ambersky started to explain. She had told him that Bramblestar wanted a few patrols to go looking for him, since he had disappeared before. Ambersky had volunteered to lead a patrol, along with Lionblaze, Cherrypit, and Mousewhisker. They had caught his scent in the tunnel he had disappeared, and how it had strangely stopped at one point. They had decided to go on, and they had seen him arguing with the other Twoleg. After Ambersky had explained, Lionblaze looked up at his Twoleg brother. "What have you been doing all this time, Jayfeather?"

"I guess it's my turn to explain, huh?" Jayfeather sighed, and could imagine the four cats in front of him nodding. He described Autumn to them, and how he unintentionally fallen in love with her. Jayfeather then explained that the other Twoleg was actually Breezepelt, and that he was turned Twoleg to complete a mission for the Dark Forest; how they wanted Autumn dead.

"I have to stop him," Jayfeather said to them when he had finished. "He says that StarClan has been keeping an eye on her; she might be special to the Clans, I'm guessing, and the Dark Forest wants her out of the way. Go ahead and tell Bramblestar that you've found me, and when I get back, I'll explain."

"Right," Lionblaze mewed, sort of dazed. He heard their pawsteps fade into a tunnel and then Jayfeather stood upright. Suddenly, a scream rang out through the silent air. Jayfeather's clouded eyes widened.

Breezepelt had gotten to Autumn.

Without thinking, Jayfeather ran, tripping nearly four times before he reached the gap in the barrier that separated the forest from the humans' dens. The screams had grown louder now. Jayfeather didn't stop, he just ran in the direction of the shouts for help. A malevolent laugh rang out with the screams and Jayfeather knew it was Breezepelt. He was probably beating her.

The screams suddenly stopped, and the laughing continued.

"The deed is done, Jayfeather!" Breezepelt cackled, with a hint of exasperation. "She's dead!"

With that, Breezepelt turned and ran. Jayfeather absentmindedly made his way to Autumn, her body lying on the ground. He knelt next to her, and tried reading her emotions, to see if he could find anything. Jayfeather heard that she was still breathing, so she wasn't dead, although it seemed she was nearly dead. Her subconscious was like it was barricaded.

"Autumn?" he whispered. "Autumn, please don't die..."

But Jayfeather, needn't worry, for she was seeking council with a very good hearted audience...

Author's Note~

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUN. So, how'd you guys like it? I know it was kinda dramatic, and I bumped up the rating just in case. There will be two other stories following this one, but I'm not sure when I'll have the energy to write and post them. I'm planning, like five other stories for Teen Titans, and a few for Percy Jackson.

Anyways...reviews are always appreciated! Thanks for reading!

~Xelaric the Nobody