Hidden Dreams.. [Book 1]

chapter 4

"What type of prophecy?.."

The world began to surge into darkness, Emberwing's eyes growing wide. She tried to reach the light up ahead, her paw out stretched. For a moment the world slowed but it soon turned back to normal as the darkness gushed around her. Too late.

She collasped to the floor, her breath shaken with fear and anxiety. She staggered to her paws, her amber eyes trying to adjust to the darkness.

"Yang! Yang where are you?!" She yowled.

No answer. Just plain silence .

She began to walk, wincing as her right hind leg began to ache. She collasped to the floor, her breath still shaken.

Suddenly, the image of the black and white cat clashing together came into view again.
Instead of both of them dieing, the image faded and six cats appeared. Emberwing gasped as she regonzied one of them as it spoke.

"The light and dark will clash. But the only one who can win the fight is the ones who stop it... and six will rise to save the clan."

The cat who spoke looked.. exactly like Emberwing! Then the world went black.

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Waking to the sound of crickets reached Emberwing's tabby ears, her legs stiff as she let out a groan. She couldnt get up. She was too tired to do so. She looked towards Crescentflower. Still asleep. She sighed and lay on her side, eyes looking towards the star stream infront of her.

The small stream was silent, the stars above glistening on the surface. Emberwing's tabby tail swished, her eyes beginning to close. Her eyes were soon closed before she saw a movement.

She opened her eyes, ears pricked. It was only the water rippling on the surface. She sighed. "Stop imagining things.. stop imagining-"

The water rippled again, a slight splash sound being heard in it's wake.

"Come to us Emberwing.. come to us.." a whisper of many voices in unison reached Emberwing.

"Im not dreaming.. im not dreaming... im not dreaming.." She began to softly mumur over and over, her amber eyes widening.

"Emberwing... Emberwing.. come to us..." The voices sounded eerie, like a scary ghost lurking in it the shadows waiting to pounce. That was how eerie it was.

''I am not dreaming!'' She yelped.

''Emberwing?!''

Emberwing opened her eyes, the rising sun slowly turning the sky into a pink orange color. Crescentflower was standing over her, eyes alight with slight worry.

''I guess I was dreaming..'' Emberwing thought, blinking a few times.

''Good you're awake.'' Crescentflower said with a sigh. ''Come on.''

Emberwing grumbled, standing up and following Crescentflower. Her eyes were slightly dull, tiredness aching through her body.

Crescentflower stopped and stared at her. ''Are you sure you can go on?''

''Y-yah..'' Emberwing mumbled, her eyes heavy.

''Did you see something?..''

''What do you mean..?'' Emberwing said as she walked over to stand beside Crescentflower, who was offering her shoulder for Emberwing to lean on.

''In your dreams silly!'' Crescentflower snorted, smiling as Emberwing leaned on her shoulder. ''What did you see in your dreams?''

As they began to walk Emberwing grumbled. ''Maybe later, ok?'' She smiled with amusement. ''I feel like dead weight for starclan's sake!''

Crescentflower let out a mrrow of laughter, the sun slowly rising over the trees with birds beginning to chirp in the disctance.