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Something is wrong.

Ever since I left to the Moonpool, nothing quite felt right. 

I didn't tell anyone. Everyone is feeling off, they'd say. It's probably you feeling disconnected from StarClan for the first time, they'd say. 

It's true that I've had a strange childhood. Ever since I could remember, I've had seizures. And they would come with visions of the future, messages from spirits, overwhelming calls to actions most felt were odd. 


I think something is behind me.

I can sense its breath. It is ice cold, but a small breeze compared to the gushing winds today. Puddleshine doesn't seem to notice or care. Maybe the cold is driving me mad.

But I can hear its pawsteps padding on the snow. It is a light sound compared to the crunch of the other medicine cats. I can hear its voice. Soft yet unsettling whispers. I can't make it out; everyone else's voices and the roaring wind muffles it quite a lot.


I sit back as the medicine cats chat. I'm starting to know them quite well, but I'm still a bit shy, what with being the youngest. Jayfeather is arguing with Mothwing. It's about StarClan. 

I've had my fair share of StarClan encounters. They've come with my seizures. One time, I had a vision of a cave collapsing. It led to an adventure with my mother and grandmother. I got to go to the mountains and save The Tribe of Rushing Water. Stoneteller was very kind to me and helped me cope. Another time, I helped to reunite the Clans. It stopped a huge storm, and a prophecy was fulfilled. Most recently, I saw my father fighting Bramblestar of ThunderClan.

Spiresight was the first cat who noticed my gifts. He was a lot like me with visions and whatnot. I miss him- he died when I was young. But my father helped him get a place in StarClan. I hope he is okay, wherever he is.


StarClan has been silent for a while. No cat can communicate with their ancestors anymore. Not even me, it seems. And listening to the medicine cats, I think I know why:

The Moonpool is frozen solid.

With no water to lap, we can't enter the realm of Silverpelt. 

But StarClan enters our dreams just fine, even without the Moonpool.

So, why aren't they?


It's been a bit since the meeting. The Clan seems to be going mad. And I can't shake the feeling that I need to go back.

Back to the Moonpool.

It surely can't be that hard for me to go alone. I'm basically an adult. My sisters both have their names and can go out solo. And I've been on this journey countless times now.

But I know my parents won't let me. They think I'm helpless. I think it's because of my seizures.

I wish they'd stop babying me.


This is becoming too much. He's telling me to go.

I don't care what my parents say. I need to go to the Moonpool. 

Now.

It's about time to do something on my own. Everyone tells me to trust my instincts; they have since I was a kit.

My instincts have never failed me, either. Every time I have listened, the outcome was good. If I don't listen, I can only assume something bad will happen.

I don't want to be the cause of any more chaos. He knows best. 


I'm going through the forest. The snow makes it nearly unrecognizable from before leaf-bare. The trees blend together. Any way to sneak under things is not possible now. 

I just have to go the way I went, and pray that I don't get buried. I've heard enough stories from the elders about that. And if StarClan is gone, who knows will would happen if I die?

But now my plan doesn't seem easy. The clouds are getting dark. A storm is brewing. And I am caught in it.

I have no choice but to keep going. He knows best.


The storm is getting worse.

Everything is turning white. I can only go by scent. And I smell ThunderClan. I'm almost there!

The wind is very harsh. It's trying to push me back home. It wants me to fail. It this StarClan trying to warn me?

It can't be. Why would they tell me to go back, yet still summon me? Something must be happening. I need to find out what. StarClan depends on it. I depend on it.

I think I've made it. Nothing is waiting for me. Or is there?

My fur is standing up now. I think it's here. 


Ah, you've made it. I've been waiting for you. Come on, beat the wind, you're nearly where you need to be.

Perfect. You are more important that you will ever know. You will change everything. You are my gift to the Clans.

I know you saw my vision. Of the ash, and the fighting leaders. That will be the first of many.

I will make sure you meet your full potential.

I know best.


Why aren't you listening to me, young one? You're just... standing. Doing nothing.

Don't you know how to see a spirit? What a shame. StarClan must have failed you, young one. They certainly have failed me.

If you listen, it will be us against the world. I won't fail you, and you won't fail me. I believe in you, Shadowpaw.

You will be mine, if you let me in. We will work well. We will change the world.

Let me in.


I see. You can't hear me. But I know you know I'm here. You wouldn't be here otherwise. 

All I need to do is to enter your head. It can't be that hard. My messages have reached there just fine. But myself? That will be new.

Your fur is rising. The lightning is coming down. Now is my chance. 

Pity you must be struck down so I can build you up.

You are mine now.


What was that?

Everything hurts. I think I have been struck by lightning. But I didn't die. I'm still here! I think that spirit helped me. 

Good job, you survived. Just wait, and I will show you everything.


How long has it been?

I don't feel his presence. That's good, I guess. But I still can't shake the feeling of something being off. But I'm okay, and that's what matters. Now I've got to get home. Luckily the storm has died out. I know my way back, so it shouldn't be hard.

Darkness...


Huh? That's odd. It must be my mind playing tricks on me. After all, I was struck by lightning, at least, that's what I'm sure has happened. 

I should probably roll around in the snow. If my parents learn about my journey, I am dead. But maybe I should. They'll know I'm hurt. If I just tell them... yes, that's a good idea. 

I'm at the camp now. Everyone was worried! But they're glad I'm safe. Now to explain myself.

There's a darkness...


I told my parents.

They are worried, but are very proud of me! Tigerstar says I must hold the solution to bring StarClan back. He says I am a very special cat. Dovewing is proud of me too. She once had a special gift, when she was about my age. She's concerned for me, yes, but she says that she sees herself in me, and that she believes in me. 

I even told them about my vision of Tigerstar fighting Bramblestar. I'm worried about that, too. I don't want war, and I don't want my father to get hurt. But Tigerstar told me not to worry, that that is a problem for him to solve. I hope he's right.

Now I think I have to listen. He may tell me more, give me more clues.

There's a darkness in the Clans that must be driven out.


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