The Chaotic Crossover

// 5 ; the spirit //

Flintstar: I'm bored.

Zephyrstar: Join the club.

Duskfur: Stop complaining, will you? We just got here.

Flintstar: I know...I know...I just want to do something!

Bushstar: It would be nice if we could figure out why we're here. I want to return to my Clan!

Cougarstripe: You never died?

Bushstar: Not yet.

(Whisperstar glares at Bushstar and turns her back on her sister, staring up into the sky)

Claystar: (leans over to Bushstar) Hey, what's up with you and Whisperstar? I can feel the tension rolling off of you two.

Bushstar: (smiles sadly) We used to be close. You know, as kits, we only had each other...our brother died when he snuck out of camp one day.

Claystar: Oh, StarClan. That's terrible. I'm sorry to hear that.

Bushstar: Yeah...it's alright, though. Anyway...when Whisperstar returned back to the Clans, RiverClan, my Clan, and SpiritClan, her Clan, got into a war. ThunderClan and WindClan took my side. ShadowClan took her's. I killed Whisperstar in the war. That's why...well, she hates me.

Claystar: But you're still leader?

Bushstar: Yeah. Whisperstar doesn't like that, though.

Claystar: Why'd you kill her?

Bushstar: She was a danger to all the Clans.

Claystar: I see.

Acorn: You know, I'm going to have to agree with Flintstar for once. Why were we sent here if we aren't doing anything?

Cougarstripe: You must be patient.

Acorn: Don't talk patient with me! I want to know what the hell we're doing here!

Shadow: What's hell?

Acorn: (glares at Shadow) No stupid Clan cats would know what it means.

Puddle: We're from a Tribe, idiot.

Acorn: I see no difference.

Whisperstar: There's a difference.

Acorn: Sure. Like black-face over here would know.

Whisperstar: Can I be deaf now? StarClan, that would really help me out.

Duskfur: Can I join you?

Flintstar: This.... is.... booooorriinnnnggggg.

Unknown Cat: WHY ARE YOU BORED, CLAN CAT?

(The eleven cats jump in surprise, turning to see a pure white, see-through tom hovering above the ground. His green eyes flicker from side to side as he examines the cats. A white mist is gathered at his paws, encircling the clearing as he floats forward.)

Shadow: Woah... who are you?

Unknown Cat: MY NAME IS SPIRIT.

Acorn: Spirit, eh? That sounds just about as dumb as Whisperstar.

Spirit: DO NOT DISRESPECT ME, BLOODCLANNER. DEFERENCE AND OBEISANCE WILL ONLY BE TOLERATED WHEN I AM HERE.

Zephyrstar: Talk about a big vocabulary.

Cougarstripe: Why have you come here, Spirit?

Spirit: I AM HERE TO GUIDE YOU ON YOUR QUEST.

Puddle: ...quest?

Zephyrstar: That is what he said.

Puddle: Yeah, I know, I'm capable of hearing.

Zephyrstar: Then stop asking dumb questions.

Puddle: Slow-witted Clan c--

Spirit: ENOUGH. I CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH OF YOUR MINDLESS BICKERING.

Claystar: ..yeah. I'll have to agree on that one.

Acorn: What? Arguing is fun. It lets me take my anger out, and allows me to destroy my enemies from the inside out!

Duskfur: Kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me kill me--

Claystar: What quest are you talking about?

Spirit: ALL ELEVEN OF YOU WERE BROUGHT HERE FOR A REASON. YOU ALL HAVE HAD A PART OF YOUR LIFE YOU NEED TO CORRECT; TO AMEND. NO ONE ELSE WOULD RECEIVE THIS OPPORTUNITY.

Acorn: I don't think so, Starry. My whole life has been smooth as claws.

Spirit: DO NOT ACT SO CLOSE-MINDED. THERE HAS BEEN HINDRANCE IN YOUR STORY, ALONG WITH EVERY OTHER CAT IN THIS CLEARING. LIKE I SAID, YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR PAST. THIS IS YOUR SECOND CHANCE.

Snowfall: What if I've liked my life?

Spirit: YOU HAVE NOT BEEN HAPPY WITH YOUR LIFE, SNOWFALL. YOU ONLY TELL YOURSELF THAT TO DISREGARD YOUR TRUE PROBLEMS.

Snowfall: ..

Shadow: What do we have to do for this journey?

Spirit: YOU MUST FIND YOUR FOUR-LEAF CLOVER.

Acorn: What the hell does that mean?

Spirit: YOUR TWOLEG LANGUAGE IS INSOLENT AND CHEEKY IN THIS WORLD. DO NOT USE IT AROUND ME AGAIN.

Acorn: Fine, boss. Whatever you say.

Spirit: YOU WILL REFER TO ME AS SPIRIT.

Acorn: Fine, Spirit. Since you seem to be the holy god around here, we should just listen to you!

Spirit: LISTENING TO ME IS THE ONLY WAY YOU WILL EVER RECTIFY YOUR VILLAINY.

Acorn: What, so I'm some kind of villain?

Whisperstar: You're literally the dumbest cat I've ever met.

Duskfur: How were you even born from me?

Spirit: THE FOUR-LEAF CLOVER WILL BE YOUR TICKET. YOUR SAFE PASSAGE.

Claystar: But what does that mean?

Spirit: YOU MUST UNCOVER THE MEANING ON YOUR OWN.

Puddle: Well, thanks for nothing, then.

Spirit: IF YOU'RE TOO IGNORANT TO EVEN REFLECT UPON THE MEANING OF WHAT I HAVE TOLD YOU, THEN YOU WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO RETURN HOME.

Bushstar: Never..?

Spirit: NEVER.

Acorn: Well, thanks. You've really helped us out. You're truly one of a kind!

Cougarstripe: Thank you.

Claystar: Yes. We appreciate the help.

Spirit: I WILL RETURN WHEN YOU NEED AIDING. BUT FOR NOW, YOU MUST FIGURE IT OUT ON YOUR OWN.

(Before anyone can say anything, Spirit's form begins to fade, and the white mist evaporates into the air. All is silent.)

Flintstar: Well... that was interesting!