My mind's thoughts fluttered through my vision as fast as a humming bird beats it's wings. I saw the tunnels, with Lionblaze and I as apprentices, tumbling and rolling around, laughing. I then saw myself, on a ledge, showing me as Heatherstar, leader of the pretend DarkClan. Lionblaze was my loyal deputy, Lionclaw. Then, it went to the point of Lionblaze and I getting out of the tunnels. After that there he was leaving me and saying goodbye.
Then it fast forwarded. It went all the way to the Black Sun battle, where he nearly killed my old mentor, Crowfeather. Then, he tackled me down, and told me firmly, "I will be your enemy. Forever!" He let me go, but just barely alive.
After that, I was fighting Lionblaze, as he attacked me in the throat, and then realized what he had done. I warmed him to not end up like his kin, Tigerstar. The visions went away, and watched himkill me. I just . . . couldn't believe it. I was watching myself die. Why would he do such a thing?
I happened to wake from my nightmare, noticing myself in the warriors' den. I slowly crept out, trying not to wake the nearby Breezepelt. As soon as I got out, I saw the crescent moon in the sky. I looked down at my paws, and ran away.
I just kept running, not know where I would go. I happened to realize it. The tunnels. I crept down into the tunnels, and quickly navigated my way to DarkClan. I looked around with wide, horrified eyes, trying to shake of the memory of Lionblaze. I looked over to my left, and swore I saw his shadow. But I then sniffed the air, it was only the air, water, rocks, and I. I climbed up on to the ledge where I used to perch. I then saw the small figure of Lionblaze, and I quickly scurried down.
I sat down and curled up into a ball, closing my eyes. I drifted into a soft, feather-like sleep until . . . until I felt a paw prod me. I opened my eyes to see his amber eyes, and in my sight, there was an evil ambition in them.
"Lion-Lionblaze," I stumbled, jumping to my paws and backing away. But he just only came closer, and then I had my back against the wall.
"Heathertail," he meowed with this tone, I happened not to understand. "What are you doing here?"
"I . . . I . . . Um . . . I'm here because . . . I was having nightmares and I just wanted to get away," I told him firmly, then not fearing him.
"Really? What kind of nightmares?" Lionblaze questioned.
"None of your business. Why are you here?" I asked, swishing my tail.
"Something . . . was calling me here," he replied, licking his paw afterward.
If your enemy forever made you have butterflies in your stomach, it had to be . . . Lionblaze.
Then I happened to regain conscience. "Well um . . ." I was suddenly cut off when Lionblaze tackled me and slammed me into the wall.
"Now no one will ever find you here . . . dead!" he hissed into my ear, unsheathing my claws into my shoulders.
"Fine," I mewed, "kill me. I'm never going to be scared of you, if that's what you want. o matter what you say or do . . . I'll . . . I'll always . . . . I'll always love you." I watched his ambitious amber eyes soften to a loving care. Would my words work?