Sorry peoples... I might not be updating as frequently, this cough just will not go away!.. Bleeeh. But yay! I managed to update something!
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Chapter 13: Future

The blood stopped. For a heartbeat. Then it all rushed back again, this time worse. Than a cat that looked like you but with ice blue eyes. Than more... More blood...

Wolfpaw's ominous vision had unsettled Tigerpaw, but he didn't want it show it. Sighing, he began to groom his long dark tabby fur. Staying in the camp is sooo boring...

"Hey Tigerpaw!"

Tigerpaw looked around to find the source of the voice. He realized it was Larksong, a elder, poking her head out of her den. "Don't just sit there like a lump! Come clean our bedding out!" Tigerpaw growled under his breath, then called back, "Okay! I'm coming..." He started to walk towards the camp entrance, but he was stopped by Sunstar. "Tigerpaw! Where do you think you're going?"

Tigerpaw turned to him, slightly confused. "I'm just going to gather moss for the elders." Sunstar narrowed his eyes. "Thistleclaw told me your punishment included staying in the camp for a quarter moon." Mouse dung! Tigerpaw had completely forgot about his punishment when he started thinking about Wolfpaw's vision.

"S-sorry Sunstar! I forgot.." Tigerpaw stammered. Sunstar rolled his eyes. "Just go to the medicine den to get your moss. If there isn't any there..."

Tigerpaw's ears pricked up. "If there isn't any there I can go out if the camp?!" Sunstar shook his head. "No. You can check the elders pelts for ticks instead. I can ask one of the other apprentices to gather moss if there isn't any fresh moss left in the camp."

Tigerpaw's tail drooped. "Fine." He muttered. Turning away from his leader, he padded towards the medicine den to fetch his supplies.

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Tired and weary, Tigerpaw slumped into his nest. He had made a new nests for elders, warriors, queens, the medicine cat, his own nest, along with the other apprentices, and even Sunstar's. All the hauling out old moss and pushing in new moss and going back and forth to the dirtplace to dump old moss had made him almost as exhausted when he trained with Thistleclaw. Only few had thanked him, Goldenpaw, Snowfur and Sunstar had been some who did. Ugh... I hope I could be let off this punishment early... Closing his eyes, he drifted into sleep.

A shriek sounded below Tigerpaw. He was standing with claws pierced into a tortoiseshell tom's neck. Blood flowed from the ragged wound he had made. How did I get here? Tigerpaw realized he was dreaming. How else would he be at... Sunningrocks?! Looking down at the tom, a dream voice whispered into his ear. This is Redtail. You will be deputy once he is dead. Tigerpaw smiled, showing his teeth. Redtail looked up at him. "Tiger...claw..." He rasped? "What?.." My warrior name! Tigerclaw. Tigerpaw lunged at his throat and clamped his teeth around Redtail's neck. "No more destiny of being a leader for you now Redtail. It's my turn." The tortoiseshell tom gasped once, a crack of bone, then silence. Tigerclaw was suddenly whisked into another scene.

Bluefur-no, Tigerpaw corrected himself. Bluestar- was sitting on the highrock. "I say these words before StarClan, so that Lionheart may hear and approve of my choice." Tigerpaw instinctively tensed. She has to choose me! Ugh! Redtail, Lionheart, and now who? Bluestar continued. "The new deputy of Thunderclan is Tigerclaw!" Pure pride shook through Tigerpaw's body. But before he could savour the moment, he was thrown into yet another dream place.

Firestar! The name exploded into Tigerpaw's mind. A flame coloured tom with green eyes was standing before him. Hatred flared up in Tigerpaw, like a raging forest fire, but colder than ice. Then the image was gone, leaving another one in front of him.

He was in.. Shadowclan territory?... What in the name of Starclan?... "Thank you, Tigerstar." A white warrior with a black tail and four black paws padded towards him. Tigerstar! Am I leader? The dream voice spoke to him. You are now Tigerstar, leader of Shadowclan. You could be as powerful as Starclan if you wish... Before Tigerpaw could question who the 'dream voice' was, the white warrior-Blackfoot. Tigerpaw thought- meowed to him. "You have freed us from Brokenstar's terrible way of life." The Shadowclan cats began cheering. "Tigerstar! Tigerstar! Tigerstar!" Then the dream began whirling around and around... Distant glimpses of images, places, smells, scenes, and strange sights caught his eye...

A twoleg place with many cats crowding near him, a black and white cat with a collar that had dog's and cat's teeth studding the sides how seemed strangely familiar with the colour of fur, shape of tail, tiny size... Another place blurred in front of Tigerpaw. Fourtrees, with.. With him lying down, dying.. Dying nine times.. Over and over... Pricks of pain was nudging Tigerpaw's neck. The images swirled faster. A dark, shadowy place filled with cats, dead, long gone... Two cats looking similar to him... One with amber eyes, and the other cat with ice blue. Brambleclaw betrayed me!.. And he killed Hawkfrost... Suddenly, a great battle. This time the scene was so blurred he could barely see it... Revenge on the clans..revenge on Firestar... A deep, burning hatred. Firestar dead... But the light was fading.. He was dying... Dying twice?.. How... How is that possible?... Then...

"Tigerpaw! I shouldn't have to be yowling at you to get up! You've overslept! It is sunhigh!" Thistleclaw's voice rang in Tigerpaw's ears. The dream was flung away as the sunlight peered in through the apprentice's den. From experience, he knew that he shouldn't argue too much with his mentor. "Okay, okay!" He snapped. "It's not my fault I had to make a new nest for almost every cat in Thunderclan!" Thistleclaw rolled his eyes. "Yeah right!" He spat. "My new 'nest' you made for me was prickly, dry, and I even found a stone and two thorns!" Tigerpaw's dark tabby fur was spiked. "Well, sorry!" Tigerpaw started to pad out of the den. "I can't train with you anyways, so keep your fur on!"

What was that dream about?.. Something about... Uh.. Firestar? Who's that? Redtail? Huh? Where did all these names come from?... Pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind, Tigerpaw went to see the Featherwhisker, the medicine cat, for some more moss.

HaHa... that was some BIG SPOLIERS... Not everything is spoliers though, so that's okay.. I guess? Well, yaaaaaay it's snowing here! I luv snow.. And reviews.. And hot chocolate! ^^