BraveClan's touching story/(3): Rediscovering Wonders from Darkness/6

## Part 6: DarkClan comes

Well that was quick XD: Continuing my unstable BraveClan story: Everything was kind of wrong, however the civil war incident had passed. However, something even more Clan-ending thing was going to happen. Heatherfern came back from her patrol injured, but she was fine, and could still run. She reported that a cat named Highjump had attacked her and stolen all her loot. Her last words before running away were, "One cat can run from another single cat. But they can't from a whole Clan!"

Cinderpelt remembered his vision as an apprentice. About Skysoar kissing a cat named Highjump. He always wondered what it meant ever since, until now. Some cats would cross into another Clan. He hoped it wasn't Skysoar himself, one of the prophecy cats. Bluetail had a vision like Cinderpelt, too, and in it, she would get murdered by Highjump. She didn't know what would happen. As much as she liked StarClan, she didn't want to die so soon. She was close to elderhood, she wanted to die at her natural time.

Heatherfern was distressed, and she said they needed more warriors. Then Maizepaw said she hated DarkClan, that they needed to kill Highjump.

During nighttime, Bluetail and Cinderpelt had yet another vision. Bluetail's vision was about where she was floating in some kind of mist, like from a waterfall. Then Bravestar came to her. "My girl, you have yet more to learn about the Clans. And the prophecy. It is where you will find the fifth cat from your descendant," he said. Then Bluetail appeared in a forest, but she was lying down, with blood coming out of her. It didn't seem to hurt much, though, but she couldn't move, as if there was a tree on her. She then realized the point of view was from a dead cat. But she could still see what's going on. Then she saw cats cheering victory. Enemy cats. It was terrifying, so Bluetail woke up.

Cinderpelt's vision was about leaf-bare, and the Clan cold, thirsty, hungry and sick. The Clan didn't even look much bigger than six or seven cats, and then a cat died from starvation. Then another. And another. Until all the cats were dead. Cinderpelt saw that happen and looked distressed. He didn't like the Clan to die out. The history would be deleted. He was so worried that he woke up, too.

Once Bluetail woke up, she went into the elders den and fell asleep there. Cinderpelt went into the nursery and slept there. Upon waking up in the morning, they told the Clan their visions. Fadedstar said they shouldn't put too much attention to this.

Kits happened to come, too. Maizelight had become a warrior and was kitting. Her partner was Autumnthorn, actually Fallstar. Gardenflower was also pregnant. She had a she-kit, Shadowkit. Maizelight was only 14 moons. She had only one tom-kit, whom she named after the Clan, Bravekit. She said she believed he would be "a little hero to the Clan."

Bluetail was proud of this, and then became an elder. She was tired of the strenuous work of a medicine cat and wanted to rest... before the day has come.

Swiftsand and Thymegrass had come back with their daughter, Desiree, who was given a kittypet name, and they wanted to rejoin the Clan seeing that everything seemed to be normal. Fadedstar agreed but she wasn't sure about what Desiree's new name would be.

Cinderpelt feared he was getting old, too and wanted one of the kits to be a medicine cat. But both of them said they wanted to be warriors. Cinderpelt was afraid the day would come where everyone would die. He wanted someone to learn about herbs, so they can run away when DarkClan came. Leaf-bare was settling in, but they had plenty of herbs for store. Then it was new-leaf again. But this new-leaf wouldn't be so relieving.

Bluetail had worried too much about this, too. She was packing her bags when... The leader of DarkClan had arrived. He had a nasty grin on his face. Everybody were adults by this time (except for Shadowpaw), so they were ready. Cinderpelt's limbs were hurting, from collecting herbs. And nobody wanted to become a medicine cat which was devastating for him. Bravemoon and Shadowpaw had run away from the fight and hid behind a tree.

DarkClan was defeating BraveClan like elephants squishing ants. They were tremendously outnumbered, for DarkClan probably had more than 40 warriors alone. They saw two warriors going into the medicine cat den, and saw Cinderpelt who was currently packing up his herbs. He did not survive, and the warriors stole all the herbs. They also stole all the prey. They even killed Bluetail. None of the cats survived, except seemingly Bravemoon and Shadowpaw.

Shadowpaw was crying, whispering, "Mom... Dad..." Gardenflower and Snowpounce were just lying there, lifeless. Bravemoon was also sad for his parents, Maizelight and Autumnthorn, they were dead, too. He tried not to cry out loud. Neither did Shadowpaw. She looked at Bravemoon, looking for an answer if any. Finally Bravemoon sat down and so did Shadowpaw, and he said, "Shadowpaw... you're so much like Soaringcreek... your name, personality..."

Suddenly a reckoning came upon Shadowpaw. "It-it-it's you, Brave-Bravestar!" she exclaimed quietly. "You are actually him..." Tears were coming down her cheeks. She hugged him tightly, "We've-we've found out the prophecy... finally..." she said, crying. She hugged him even more, and Bravestar hugged her back. "Yes, Shadowcreek, it's me. I've come back to restart the Clan again. The other four, we two are their descendants. If we have kits, they'll surely be back, too." Shadowcreek said, "Yes, yes, let that be true..." They released themselves and looked at the fight. DarkClan had already gone, leaving tons of dead bodies.

Bravestar said, "I'm going to be the leader again, and I'll see to the fact it comes back." Shadowcreek nodded. "I'm fourteen moons right now... can I please be Shadowcreek?" "Yes.. yes, you can," said Bravestar. Bravestar wanted a mate again. A mate who acted so perfectly like Soaringcreek, his original mate. He loved her. And he would love the new Soaringcreek, too. He thought about this cat's ancestors, and thought all the way up to his own place. Then they went to Greenmoon's body. They were going to walk away, like they did with other dead bodies when suddenly... her tail moved.

"Eek!" Shadowcreek said. "What-what-" Then Greenmoon opened her eyes. She was alive! But she was badly hurt. They were happy she was alive, but they did not know if she was going to survive in the first place. They carried her on their backs, but she was *really* heavy. Bravestar took one last look at the camp. He knew it was not the original one, but he would miss it too much. It took them hours before they could leave the deserted area, as they buried all the dead cats, so no predator can get them.

They left, and by that time it was morning. They were very tired and very hungry. They prodded Greenmoon, and checked her heartbeat. She was still alive. But they didn't know what in StarClan to do. They both regretted not listening to Cinderpelt and becoming medicine cats, because neither of them knew how to treat her. Greenmoon opened her eyes again, but she seemed to be hallucinating. "Mother... Father..." she was saying.

Shadowcreek was now fourteen moons old. She worried that Greenmoon could see StarClan and was going to join them very soon, but Bravestar thought otherwise. "No, she's not. She's getting out of her short coma." Greenmoon sat up, looking confused. She looked at Bravestar and Shadowcreek and started smiling gratefully. "Oh, thank goodness you two are here! I thought I would be alone, oh thank goodness, thank StarClan!" Shadowcreek said, "I'm glad, too. There's three of us. How badly are you hurt?" Greenmoon said she wasn't hurt much because she played dead, so DarkClan ignored her. However, one cat scratched her, maybe he thought scratching a "dead" body would be fun. She thought otherwise of hiding, she thought they'd find her.

Bravestar said, "We're all here. But we're not safe." Greenmoon nodded sadly. "I hope our Clan is the one to kill them off someday. I wish that they wouldn't have come..." Bravestar nodded. "Yep, but that has passed now. Now we have to find a new camp, and to get some food. We're so poor off." They ventured off to find food, and caught some. They ate quickly, and then they searched for a new camp. They couldn't find one. For moons they searched, but there was still no sign. Finally, they got to the lake. They drank heavily, after having almost no water for moons. They also ate little prey. They collected herbs as they went.

Shadowcreek realized she was expecting Bravestar's kits. She finally confessed. But Bravestar showed no sign of shock or surprise. "Great, our Clan is starting!" he said. "Shadowcreek, I guess you could feed them your milk." Shadowcreek was startled, because she was very weak. She didn't know how she would make milk for the kits.

Greenmoon was also expecting. "I'm also expecting kits, but who is the father?" she asked. She had mated with a couple of cats. Bravestar said, "As long as the Clan can increase." They went on searching, until they found a really tiny camp. The prey was plentiful, there were a lot of herbs, and there was a pond. The camp looked abandoned. "Finally, we have arrived to the destination... to our new home," said Bravestar happily.