Chapters The Prophecy of Destruction
It was like any other day in the Windclan Camp, some kits were playing with a dead hare from the fresh kill pile, patrols were out and about protecting the border that runs along the Riverclan and Thunderclan border, the elders told stories that were like mythology, and Onestar's deputy, Ashfoot, was giving orders for a hunting party. But since the Dark forest attacked, he kept thinking about his now dead friend, Firestar.
He couldn't sleep at all at night, because he grieved over him, they were good friends since Firestar and a fellow warrior in Thunderclan brought them out of exile and hiding from Brokenstar and Shadowclan, but when Onestar became leader, things started changing.
They warred and were enemies for a day before the sun vanished then came back like if Starclan were angry. They also had a battle when at a gathering Jayfeather, the Thunderclan medicine cat, was accused of murdering one of the Shadowclan medicine cats, Flametail was the victim's name. Onestar and Firestar never had a chance to fix their friendship when Firestar was reported dead when a lighting bolt hit a fallen beech and Firestar, killing him.
Onestar could not control his emotions from that day, sometimes he would go outside camp alone and grieve, he could not imagine how Thunderclan must feel about their great leader dying like that. But he died with honor was what he heard at a gathering from the new leader Bramblestar. "He died with honor after striking down Tigerstar, my father won't ever haunt us again." Was what he said, some of the Thunderclan cats that Onestar saw were tearing up and mourning, Firestar's mate, Sandstorm, and his daughters, Leafpool and Squirrelflight, now the deputy of Thunderclan, must have been hurt most because they were kin of Firestar, and tears were flooding down their faces.
Blackstar and Mistystar, the leaders of Shadowclan and Riverclan, were also shaken by the news of Firestar's death, and pretty much everyone but one were shacken as well, the one that Onestar noticed though were Breezepelt, one of his warriors. He was spitting on the ground and was hissing silently. "But maybe everyone does feel sad about this death, in their own way." Was what Onestar thought after that gathering.
Now he was in his den, the Windclan leader, still shaken about what had happened a half moon ago, tried to get some sleep, hoping Starclan would allow him to see Firestar.
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Ashfoot was still awake, she could tell that her leader was in his den, because she could hear him talking to himself, and rustling in his sleep. "He must be having a dream." she thought, it was a long day today, organizing patrols, trying to control the kits from ruining fresh prey, hunting, watching some apprentices and their mentors train, it was sort of a chaotic day really.
She thought her day would never end, and when she led the midnight patrol, she was tired, and in no shape to fight anyone with an insane mind to sneak around at night. She could now finally get some rest, and sleep soundly through the rest of the night, and not worry about anything until morning.
Ashfoot walked up to her cat like nest, it felt so warm to her paws, and she could fall asleep right away, with a groan, she collapsed onto her bed, the sound of snoring could be heard from some other cats like Crowfeather and Nightpelt, they were so noisy, it gave the Windclan deputy a headache.
"Like nothing can stop it anyways." Ashfoot mumbled, with a yawn, she curled up into her nest, and closed her eyes.
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Onestar found himself in a forest filled with stars that shone brightly, it glittered in the trees, it was a beautiful sight. Then right then he knew he was in Starclan, the home of the deceased, and where he usually got messages from his ancestors. In the horizen, he could make out a couple of cats walking towards him, their pelts shone brightly like they were stars themselves, Onestar recognized one of them, the leader before him, Tallstar. His tail was long like a snake, and his black and white pelt seemed brighter then ever.
Then there was the one with the pelt of fire, it looked like the cat was on fire himself because his orange fur glowed like a light in silverpelt. "Firestar!" Onestar thought to himself, he smiled and showed it, he was happy to see his friend again.
"Welcome Onestar." Tallstar began. "We have come to you to share with you a few things you will need to know." Onestar nodded, he knew it had to be important.
Firestar took a breath then told the Windclan leader. "Great trouble is coming to all of the clans, they will all be wiped out unless you and the other clans find a creature of colors. That is your only hope of survival, you'll be facing a big and deadly threat that only that creature can face, we've seen her perform well from all the way here." Onestar was taken aback, a warning of destruction? He longed to ask more of it but before he could, the two leaders started to fade away, and things were becoming blurry in Onestar's vision.
"No! Don't go! Please! I need to know more!" But it was too late, Onestar's cries were in vain, and he woke up and found himself shivering with fear. It WAS the middle of leafbare but he didn't feel cold at all, he just felt fear brewing in his heart, and it felt like his emotions would burst out and get out of control in fear.
Why would Firestar and Tallstar come to him instead of his medicine cat, Kestrelflight? Was there a reason for such a decision to come to him?
Onestar kept thinking and thinking about his dream and what it could mean. He didn't go to his medicine cat, and kept away from the other warriors, he put his deputy Ashfoot in charge of the camp until he could think straight and realize what was going on.
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Ashfoot sat by the leader's den, waiting for Onestar to come out, she could hear him shouting from his den and rushed over from the warriors den. Her paws trembled as she waited for a response from her leader, and she hoped that Onestar didn't ignore her. "Onestar, is everything alright? I could hear you from the warriors den and I think you woke up everyone in the whole forest!" She tried to put a little humor in her statement to see if it would calm her leader.
"Come in Ashfoot." Came the reply, and Ashfoot walked inside, still trembling, into the den. She found Onestar in his nest trembling in fear, bad dream maybe?
"I-Is everything alright? What happened?!" Ashfoot hoped her leader didn't have a warning of some sort of trouble from Starclan. "Hope it was just a bad dream, hope it was just a bad dream...." Her mind kept repeating that statement over and over again, hoping her the best.
Finally Onestar spoke. "It's alright, just a bad dream, that's all, but I'm gonna have to be alone outside the camp if you don't mind, your in charge while I'm gone, okay?" Ashfoot groaned, she was tired of having to take charge of the camp, she toiled every day keeping order while Onestar goes out and maybe does something relaxing and can rest. But she didn't argue, she nodded and headed outside of the den, still a bit annoyed to have to toil yet another day.
As Onestar left the camp, Ashfoot had just finished organizing hunting patrols. It was tiring, knowing that she herself would have to hunt, but she couldn't fulfill that task until she heard what the sun high patrol had to say and decide what to do if there is suspicious activity, and maybe send out another patrol. Ashfoot started wondering what Onestar was up too, relaxing on the hills maybe, or drinking by the lake. "Or meeting someone in private..." Ashfoot thought suddenly, was her leader putting her in charge and going out of camp to meet someone secretly?
It could be hard to believe, but it may be true, you never know. Ashfoot felt dizzy thinking about it, her own leader, friends with someone from another clan or rogue. "Or a kittypet..." Ashfoot felt so dizzy thinking about these thoughts that she felt like she was gonna pass out. Luckily for her, the sun-high patrol had returned. Forgetting about her thoughts of her leader, she hurried over to Crowfeather, Owlwhisker, and Whitetail.
"Traces of Thunderclan scent over the border near the lake, probably Jayfeather from last night, since it was the medicine cat gathering, Riverclan scent is everywhere on the border, and they're fresh. I think a hunting party came near the border, way to close to the border. Also..." As Owlwhisker continued on with his report, Ashfoot noticed Breezepelt with his hunting party and apprentice, Boulderpaw, come into the camp, she couldn't help but notice that in the apprentice's jaws was a chipmunk, almost like if it was hunted over the border with Thunderclan and brought back over. Plus Breezepelt along with his apprentice stunk of woodland scent.
"Where did you get that Chipmunk Boulderpaw?" Ashfoot asked. But before the apprentice could answer, Breezepelt stopped and turned on the deputy. "Does it matter? He got it from the hills like he was supposed too! Why would you be curious to where the stupid chipmunk came from?!" Breezeplet had a point, but it wasn't a good counter argument.
"Because not only do I smell woodland scent on BOTH of you, but I also want to point out chipmunks like trees, not open moor or hills. So I'll ask again, where did you get that chipmunk Boulderpaw?" This time Boulderpaw didn't let his mentor interrupt him, and he told Ashfoot. "I'm sorry! But Breezepelt thought I could try hunting Squirrels and I got this chipmunk! Don't make me check the elders for ticks!" Breezepelt snarled at Boulderpaw, saying.
"That was supposed to be a secret lesson you stupid apprentice! Now look what you've done! Your in trouble now! You can't squeak out every little thing your told you know!" But while he was shouting in fury, Ashfoot forgot about the Sun-high patrol's report, so she left the two alone and turned back to the patrol.
"Please continue with your report please." It's gonna be a rough day...
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Onestar sat close to the camp, he saw Breezepelt's hunting party come home with unusual prey. "Better let Ashfoot handle it." He thought. It felt good to be out of the camp sometimes, thinking about your troubles and what to do with them, especially now. He couldn't stop thinking about what the dream and warning could mean. He wanted to save it until the gathering, which would be soon, but he couldn't let his clan be clueless about it, Ashfoot may have realized sooner or later that he lied about it being a bad dream.
Plus he felt like Ashfoot and him were getting more distant now, she was probably starting to loathe him ever since he kept making her in charge of Windclan every day. "She must be suffering to control the troublemakers." He thought, the decision of keeping Breezepelt and his position as mentor to Boulderpaw seemed nothing like a good idea, but he made the decision anyway. It wasn't the wisest one, but losing a warrior may mean weakness, so he decided to keep him, but his treachery to Windclan and his allegiances to the Dark Forest made his trust questionable. It was like he was an untrustworthy cat, which he was.
Onestar's judgement on Breezepelt was over-turnable if Breezepelt betrayed his clanmates again. "Hopefully that doesn't happen again." Thought Onestar. He kept thinking about his problems with Breezepelt and how to make him a better warrior, but there was also the dream and warning he got. "Find the creature of colors..." What did that mean? Troubled by his worries and his confusing dream, he got up, and trotted back to camp, hoping to deal with his problems later.
Author's Note
I just realized today (2/13/15) that Ashfoot is already dead past Omen Of The Stars. Whoops! But it never mentions Ashfoot's death at all and I only heard it online so...
I'm gonna keep Ashfoot in the story for all of you Ashfoot warrior lovers out there, and if you have any complaints, just tell me, I can fix it and change it to Harespring, who is now the new deputy of Windclan apperently.
The Prophecy of Destruction
"ARGH!" Twilight yelled aloud, another potion blown to bits, worst day ever in a brewer's life. Twilight has been spending time in and out of the castle working on potions to use for healing, and it has not been going well, not at all. "Why must Zecora make it so easy? I can only make potions that cause fires and explosions!" Twilight yelled aloud in her frustration as she tossed a few bottles that were empty at the wall.
Potions are hard to make, you have Twilight's word on that, she has spent a week in the castle of hers trying to make the potion that can heal ponies of incurable deseases, but instead, made potions for nuclear wars. Twilight was obviously not having the best of days when she made things explode, again.
The castle was now a bunch of black crystals with ashes on them, Twilight also had a lot of ash stuck on her body. She kept coughing and wheezing trying to keep the smoke and ash out of her lungs. As she fought the aftermath of another failure, her friend and assistant, Spike the dragon walked in, his green scales shot straight up when he saw the mess in the room Twilight used to brew the healing potion.
He stared blankly for a moment, then a huge grin formed on his face, and he started to chuckle, and soon he was just simply laughing to death on the floor.
"Twi-Twilight! What happened in here!" Spike could hardly control his laughter, the sight of Twilight nearly turned to a black burnt chicken nugget was enough for him to crack up for possibly thirty years down the road. Twilight only stared at him with cold eyes, clearly annoyed with Spike giving her the embarrassment of her life.
"Hey, you could end up like the everfree forest just by being the brewer here, now help me clean this up!" Spike groaned, sometimes he hated cleaning up stuff Twilight could clean up herself, but she would ask for assistance, over and over.
"Twilight the oppressor strikes again." Mumbled Spike.
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The cake Applejack was eating slid down her throat, and the creamy frosting turned the inside of the mare's mouth to a winter wonderland. The chocolate cake was very delicious, especially from the apples that were put on after the cake was baked, and the cake seemed more and more enjoyible.
But why would Rarity or Pinkie Pie complain about the cake and apples? Who knew, as far as Applejack could tell, apples in cake were like apple pie, sweet, delicious, and most of the time eatable before going bad.
It was like any other day, enjoying the cake she ate, helping Twi in the potion business, and other stuff that Applejack didn't really care about.
"Hey Applejack! I see you finished your cake! Was it yummy? Huh? Huh?" That was the voice of Pinkie Pie, the most likely pony to have stolen sugar from Sugar Sweet Corner, for the record, she's the most energetic, hyper pony around. It didn't matter what the heck was in her mind, and what was going on in there from all of that sugar and sweets, she was still a good friend, that's all what counts.
Applejack was startled when Pinkie barged in like an animal in the circus that was out of control, but she immediately answered. "O-Oh! Hey Pinkie Pie, didn't see ya there. I uh, I was thinking about what Twi's been doing, I mean, I keep hearing these explosions like some sort of war is going on down there!" Pinkie's tail twitched in excitement, oh great, another burst of energy was being charged inside the pink mare, soon to explode any moment like if she was a time bomb with an invisible timer. "Here it comes..."
One second Pinkie was on the ground, the next second she was stuck in the roof, her body flailing through the air and legs kicking as she tried to get unstuck. "Heck, Pinkie, why do you always do these unpredictable stunts now? Where your head goes into some roof?" This was like the incident two days ago when Pinkie's head caused a whole house crashing down to the ground and Pinkie had a big piece of wood with her head through it on her neck.
"I don't know silly, but whenever I hear about Twilight's potion project, I get all excited and burst into the air with excitement! You never know when she'll finish and succeed in her project!" Applejack just rolled her eyes, annoyed with Pinkie for blasting yet another shield from the bad weather, she just looked up again and said.
"I know this is exciting and all, but why don't ya make it more exciting by asking her if we can all help her, she can't do it herself...obviously." Applejack couldn't keep her smile hidden when mentioning Twi's past potion failures and their horrific outcomes, it was funny to see Twilight with ash all over here, she didn't look purple at all, she just looked like a burnt nugget.
Pinkie somehow blasted through the roof and what seemed like 10,000 feet into the air before crashing down. "That's a great idea! Why didn't I think of it before?! Applejack your the best!" Pinkie smiled at the orange mare, then turned and ran towards the "potion room."
"Pinkie wait for me!" Called Applejack as she ran through the door out of the room she was in. This was gonna be fun making a potion for the incurable!
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Rarity heard the blasts from the potion room and jumped in surprise, oh great, more messes. "Why does Twilight even bother, I know it's for the ponies who might die soon but this is going TOO far! The explosions! The messes! I hate it!" Rarity could give fits about messes and whine about things, but she felt very violated to sometimes have to clean the messes when no one else volunteers.
She decided to wait for Twilight to come to her, then just simply yell at her to not ask her to help clean her mess then walk away, or run, perhaps. But while Rarity plotted her escape from the sinister tyrant making her clean some messes, Fluttershy waltz in. She was carrying on her back Angel Bunny, her pet rabbit, with her.
"Um, hey Rarity, uh, I just was wondering if..." But before she could finish, Rarity was already gone. "Oh, uh, nevermind Rarity, it seems like your busy."
But the next second Rarity peeked through the doorway of the room, she seemed relieved to see Fluttershy instead of Twilight in the room. "Oh it's you dear Fluttershy! I didn't realize, I'm ever so sorry for leaving you here. Now, what did you seek me for?" Rarity asked in the most polite way she knew how. Fluttershy sort of hesitated before answering though.
"Oh, um, Twilight asked me if I could get you to come and uh, watch her do her, uh, next experiment with the, uh, potions. She thinks she, um, figured out what she did wrong and, she wants us all to gather around and, uh, watch." Fluttershy sometimes paused in between sentences because she was one of the shy type. She was usually quiet and doesn't get in the way of things very much, except for the time she pushed everypony around when she was under Iron Will's influence.
Rarity smiled and said. "Oh is that it? Better then being asked to clean messes. Okay, I'll come." After she gave her word of coming, she headed for the door and started towards the potion room. "Oh, okay. Wait for me!" Fluttershy chased after Rarity towards the potion room.
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Rainbow Dash was in her room when she heard yet another blast from the potion room. It's been three weeks since Twilight started this project, and it seemed that it would never end. The worst part was that Rarity kept whining because she was the cleaner most of the time after the blasts go off.
"Well, it sure beats her being an egghead all of the time, reading all of those books every now and then." Rainbow said to herself. She had been sitting in her room for hours now, doing nothing but reading Daring Do books and trying to be her book hero a few times now and then, or she would be plain bored.
As she was about to fall asleep for the fourth time in a row, she heard hooves from outside her door, barely awake from being bored, she went to the air and opened it up to be a cannon outside. The party cannon went off and Pinkie came blasting in. "Rainbow Dash! Twilight wants us to come down to watch her as she finally fulfills what she's been working on all of these weeks!" Pinkie was excited, it seems like there was a breakthrough.
"Ok...I'm coming....as soon as I...I...."thump". Rainbow Dash fell to the floor and began snoring, she must have been so tired from doing nothing but sit or read or act like Daring Do that she was so low of energy.
"Oh, okay! See ya there Rainbow Dash!" With that, the pink mare bounced away, crashing into the roof from time to time. Rainbow seemed to have waken up by now because she crawled out of the room she was in and headed towards the potion room.
The doors were slamming and ponies were running towards the potion room, except for Rainbow Dash, who was being very sluggish as she crawled towards her destination, it was probably going to be another failure and this time they would all get covered in the thick, black ash.
Rainbow Dash was hardly in the mood for being a victim of an explosion, but she might as well deal with it if it happens.
The Prophecy of Destruction
The full moon shone like a bright light in the sky, it looked like a magnificent piece of artwork crafted by mother nature and space. The cats of Windclan walked endlessly towards where the Gathering would be held, an island very close to Riverclan. It was a beautiful island really, the trees swayed from the wind's night breeze, the great oak tree where the leaders stood to share their news stood higher than ever, and the log to the island that killed Mudclaw who once tried to kill Onestar floated nicely on the water of the lake.
Some of the new apprentices, Molepaw and Cherrypaw of Thunderclan started talking to some of the apprentices of Windclan, like Oatpaw and Hootpaw, soon Shadowclan and Riverclan apprentices came up, some started bragging about their training, and others went and talked about their achievements and how far they are from being warriors. The medicine cats went to their meeting place, a bush near the great oak where the leaders sat. Leafpool was given her medicine catship back, and Jayfeather's blind eyes looked brighter than ever. The other medicine cats had started talking about some problems in their clans like running low on supplies, or a cat in critical condition.
Onestar started climbing the great oak tree to see the other leaders. Mistystar and Blackstar were staring angrily at each other, and Bramblestar was staring at his paws, probably thinking of what to say or something. He heard Onestar coming and looked up and smiled. His drew back his breath then boomed over the clearing. "Let the gathering begin!"
Every cat stared up at the tree where the leaders stood. First Blackstar spoke. "Things are ok in Shadowclan, we are recovering well from the Dark Forest's invasion. But things would be easior if Riverclan aren't troubling us! Mistystar, we found scents of your cats over the Shadowclan border!" Mistystar flashed a glare at the old Shadowclan leader and shouted. "How do you explain YOUR scents over our border?!" A giant argument broke out afterwards, Shadowclan and Riverclan cats shouted amongst themselves.
"Stop crossing our border, fleapelts!" One said.
"Get your scents on the right side of the border!" Another shouted.
"Stop!" Onestar's voice broke out through the clearing. Every cat stared silently at Onestar, clearly they stopped their argument. "This is completely fleabrained, why would it matter if one scent went over the border? No prey was stolen right? So this is pointless." Onestar's reasoning silenced every cat in the clearing altogether, some started to feel bad about their very foolish argument.
Bramblestar then spoke. Things are going well, a few foxes have been scented near Windclan's border so we are going to warn you about it Onestar, I hope it doesn't go near your camp. That is all." Bramblestar stepped down and Onestar went towards a high branch.
"Should I mention the prophecy?" He though as he was about to give his news. "I don't know, but it may be important, already a battle may spark between two clans, I might as well." He took a breath, then spoke.
"Windclan is doing well, and Bramblestar I already know of the prey stealing incident from my deputy, I'm very sorry that Breezepelt did what he did. Prey is very poor as leafbare is coming, and the rabbits are going underground..." He paused, and thought carefully of what to say next. "I also had a dream that no other has had." He hoped he was right about that last statement.
"Firestar and Tallstar came to me...they told me of a great threat...after a battle...unless if we find the creature of colors....the clans will fall....and then they disappeared." Shock spread throughout the cats listening, the leaders were also looking at Onestar wide-eyed.
"The clans will fall?!" A Riverclan cat shouted.
"It's the end of everything we know!" A Windclan she-cat shouted.
"What about my kits?!" Another she-cat shouted.
"What is the creature of colors?!" A Shadowclan tom shouted.
"Everyone! Settle down!" Onestar's voice boomed through the clearing. Soon every cat was staring at him. The Windclan leader then went back to his perch from before and said. " There's a chance we'll survive, but it's slim, we must find or keep a lookout for creatures that have odd colors that we may have never seen before! It could be anything, just keep an eye out for something odd." Every cat nodded and started to group with their clan.
But, then again, the leader of a clan may keep some dreams to him or herself. Kestrelflight understood that what Onestar dreamed may have been hard to hear, and he may have not wanted to cause panic, that was probably the right thing to do, but he could have told his medicine cat.
"Maybe he didn't want anyone to know cause it was so startling?" Kestrelflight thought. The camp was getting into view now, he could have a chance to meet up with the sick patients before he went to bed.
He just hoped a battle won't come soon. After all, Firestar said that a battle will lead to destruction of the clans. Chaos would ensue, and things would never be the same, cats may become loners, and will have to fight everyday. Something He did not want to happen to his clan.
He just feared it, the prophecy he received was unfolding. Two clans were now being hostile, and the other two clans may have to join in on the conflict rising. Soon they would receive so much pain if a battle comes, and whatever danger Firestar talked about, it may be big, since he said it would wipe out the clans completely.
"I guess I should get some sleep, see if Firestar would tell me more, or Tallstar, since he was there too." He settled down in his nest and closed his eyes and fell into a very deep sleep.
