My name is Lexi Farmore, and this is the story of my death. I didn't bother brushing my hair this morning. Today I was going to juvie. I threw on some old clothes, I didn't care what I looked like. Because you see, I was framed. My twin sister, she killed 20 people... She blamed me because I was the one who always got in trouble. Well it was never me. My sister, she's very smart. She has a way of getting what she wants, or blaming who she wants. The only one who would have believed me is dead. My father was always by my side. He never quite liked my sister, that's why she killed him. As I finished packing I watched my sister give me a glare.

After Spottedleaf is killed defending Firestar in the battle with the Dark Forest, she is transported to a place with nothing, doomed to only watch over the clans for the rest of eternity. When Spottedleaf gets a mysterious visit from a cat older than Starclan, she will be sent back in time, back before Firestar joins Thunderclan. Tasked with saving the life of Firestar and many others, Spottedleaf lives the life that could have been. (implied Firestar/Spottedleaf) *Warriors is owned by Erin Hunter* update / July 24, 2017: I'M BACK and so is this story. No promises that it'll be fast updates, or that I'll even stick with it, but I do have a lot of ideas for this (and think about it a lot actually), and I'm hopeful that I can take it somewhere!