A/N: I'm back from vacation... actually, I've been for like four days but I've had family and have been drawing and stuff. (normal excuses...)

Here is the epilogue! :D

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Epilogue:

The town was dark other than the small lamps that lit the street, and they themselves couldn't even penetrate far in darkness that thick. The moon was only a sliver; it had once made pools of moonlight around the town, even in the alleys, but for now it was a helpless line in the sky, covered by clouds all but a tiny tip of it. The stars, too, were covered in clouds and did not help to fight the darkness. The whole town waited in dreary darkness, waited for the sun they knew would break it all.

To make matters worse it was raining.

Thick, ugly, wet drops that ran down his fur and soaked in in the process, all to land in some unfortunate speck of dirt and turn it all wet and muddy, which would in turn soak into his paws and turn them a yucky brown color.

It would be disgusting to clean himself later on.

His muscles ached from training earlier that day. He thought that after a while the ache might go away, but it seemed bound and determined to stay- probably kept up by the rigorous exercises his teacher put him through every day.

But all of that had been shoved into the back of his mind. He had bigger problems to worry about than his pelt right now. Much bigger problems.

All this time he was told that fear and pain was a kind of weakness to be stepped upon and squished. He didn't want to be weak, and he inwardly cursed himself as his breath shuttered. He skidded through the alleys, careful to avoid the gazes of the town cats. Although he belonged to their group he still would prefer to stay away from the lowlifes. His destination stood in view. It did not appear guarded, but he knew that in every patch of darkness and hiding space would be a guard. He was glad that he was not the enemy. They would never be able to invade the broken down fortress. At the highest point it was a four story brick office building. Various rooms branched off of the main part and a small garage that didn't match was thrown onto the side. It had been abandoned a year earlier for no reason that the cats had seen and was due to be torn down for a while now, but still it hadn't and a moon earlier all of the townsfolk's giant devices had left. His teacher had not said much about it.

The tom turned towards the garage and with a nod to the barely visible guard, jumped through the broken window. A shriek immediately met his ears and he cringed.

"Ice. It's only me," he felt through the darkness using his whiskers.

Raspy breathing met his ears, "Son."

"Yes, I'm here. Cree told me you sent for me?"

"Don't let there be fear in your voice," his father's voice was laced with sickness.

"Sorry. You sent for me?" He cringed as another tremor shook his father's body.

"Yes," came the barely audible reply, "Cree gave me the berries. They're right here."

"No. Please don't! You still may get better…" his eyes widened as he starred at the five red berries by his father's paw.

"It's been a moon. No. I-" a coughing spell shook his weak body, "I don't want to continue life like this."

His son took a deep breath, but knew it was hopeless to argue with him any longer. The entire place smelt of blood and sickness and threatened to strangle him.

"Then tell me. Tell me my mission again."

His father's body became still, other than a slight rise and fall of his chest that insured him that he was still alive. Fresh droplets of blood from the coughing spell caked the ground in front of him.

"You are to train- train with him until you a strong. Until you are strong to… to kill them all. You will destroy them, every one of them. None are to survive because of what they have done to our family. And when… and when you met her… she will die most painfully. She will because of what she and her brother did. She will die. You will finish it. You will finish it with the help of the twolegplace cats and-" he broke off and sunk his claws into the berries, their own poisonous red blood sinking in with his own. He closed his ice blue eyes and bit them off one by one. The poison began to sink and he trembled violently and foam at the mouth. He continued, "destroy. them. all. Ruin. them."

"I will. I will, father."

"Destroy… her."

His body went still with those final words and his eyes went blank.

"I will destroy them. I will destroy her. I will break every bone in her body for what she has done to you, father," his son snarled, "Their moons are now numbered. I will avenge your death, Icefang."

A/N: sorry it was so short! But I think it was intense enough... *gasp* Icefang is dead! Now what? What does that do to the prophecy and Rabbitpaw's role? And who is Icefang's son? ... XD *grins evilly* And now... BOOK 3!

-No chapter question since this is the last-

~Willow

LINK TO NEXT BOOK: s/10611252/1/Together-We-Survive

(if it doesn't allow the link to be shown it's on my profile. The title is Together We Survive)