().() JointClan/MellowClan ().() Part Nine ().() The True Light -Updated-

Silver gave a horrified glance at FernPaw before a secound later she pelted silently into the ferns. She reappeared in the trees above, jumping from branch to rbanch away, without a single word.

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Thank StarClan. Fernpaw thought, her thoughts clouded by Mistress's. She felt like she couldn't seperate hers from Mistress's anymore. Her eyes flashed red yet again, and she dashed into the forest.
Moonstar will come soon. Fernpaw was told by Mistress, and she nodded to herself, unable to control her actions whatsoever.

[[DUN-DUN-DUN!!!!!]]

Silver knew something wrong was happening for she could smell it. She was freaking out.

Fernpaw was freaking out, probably even more then Silver. She wished she could've told Silver to get Branchstar, get anyone. She was soon at the camp, all MellowClan eyes on her. Branchthorn, her starry spirit smiled along with Mistress. "The heir."

Silver swore even though she was far away from FernPaw, she could hear Thorn's words as if BranchThorn was standing right beside her and whispering the words into her ear. Well, FernPaw was freaking more than herself but Silverw was frightened out of her own skins. WHAT WAS SHE DOING? But she couldn't stop running. I panicked.

Branchstar was trying to calm the whole Clan down, and bad farewell to the StarClan cat's. "Thank you." She murmured to Branchstar's, and then her mother. They nodded, disappearing. Some things, StarClan cannot see, cannot control.. Liek Fernpaw. Branchstar spun around, Silver nearly colliding with her.

Silver's green eyes where like huge green moons. "I-FERNPAW-SAW-" My words got jumbled up. I scolded and tryed to calm down. "I'M BEING DRIVEN INSANE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOMETHING I WRONG WITH MYSELF AND FERNPAW!!!!!!!!! I'M HEARING THINGS BUT CAN'T SEE WHO'S TALKING!" She burst out. Her sides heaved. Her eyes danced wildly with panic. and her scent-- It smelt WEIRD. Like smoke, FernPaw, ash, trees, the scent of forest and some unknown scent. The huge green orbs stared at BranchStar. Clearly, everybody was staring and probally calling her crazy in their minds, BUT SHE MEANT WHAT SHE SAID.

The JointClan leader's green eyes flashed, worried and horrified. She froze, trying to calm herself and her furiously beating heart. "Holy StarClan," She couldn't stifle her breathed words quick even. "Silver, what color were Fernpaw's eyes?" The leader was frightened, very frightened that Fernpaw wasn't herself, and she might do something that she would regret.. Regret very much.
Fernpaw stared at Mistress and Branchthorn. If neither of them were controlling her now, why did her heart still pound, why did she still have the urge to control, to kill anyone who got in her way? Mistress smiled at her, and it was almost soothing. "Just go with it, Fernpaw."

Raincloud's ears twitched as she heard the fading pawsteps of the enemy. Cautiously, she slid out of the medicine den, her eyes scanning over her kits, the warriors of JointClan, and finally, Larchstar. Quickly, she ducked down, through the lichen curtain, and stood in the middle of the clearing. "Has anyone sustained injuries?" she asked, her voice still rasping with tension.

Dusktalon flicked his tail as he noticed his mother emerge. The young tom bounded up to Larchstar, his dark gray fur gleaming for just a moment in the light. "Your kits are safe, Larchstar," he replied. He could only manage to dip his head for a second before standing up straight again, looking quite proud.

Dawnfrost immediately slipped out of the medicine den with marigold leaves in her mouth, and her eyes traveled around the clearing. She padded closer to Lightningstripe to examine him, but he seemed to be unscathed. Quickly, she ran over to Croweyes, for a moment perusing his dark brown fur. But he had been guarding one place in the camp wall where enemies could get in, and that area had stayed inactive. He dipped his head silently, and Dawnfrost paused for just a moment before running back to her mother's side, watching the rest of the warriors.

Silver's eyes went blank for a moment. She stared at BranchStar for a moment before whispering, "Blood Red." And instantly the image of FernPaw's eyes flashing red as FernPaw said to herself: 'Get out of here Silver! I don't want to hurt you!" Silver's hackles raised in panic and exetreme fear. THE huge green eyes stared at her leader with franticness in them.

The leader forced her hackles not rise, flattening her fur with great effot. Blood red, the imagine of Fernpaw with Branchthorn's eyes pulsed through her brain and she shuddered heavily. "Oh, StarClan." She coudl just see it, Mistress using her daughter as a little puppet. "Silver, where was she headed?"

"I can show you." Silver managed to say. Without a word she raced off. Following her own frantic fear scent she had left behind. She glanced back every now and then to make sure her leader could keep up. She arrived to the spot where FernPaw had told her to run away at. FernPaw was gone. But a fresh trail remained. Silver instinctivly raced after the scent, keeping her tail high in the air to show her leader where she was.

The JointClan leader nodded quickly, and called over her shoulder. "I'll be back!" To Raincloud, and sped off. She sniffed the air. Definitly her Fernpaw. Silver was going after the fresh trail, but Branchstar literally pounced on her. "Slow down! She was heading toward.. Toward MellowClan camp." She hissed.

Silver stumbled and nearly fell when BranchStar nearly landed on her. "Alright. I have a bad feeling that it has something to do with Mistress and BranchThorn." She growled, her eyes clouded. Her nose rose into the air. Surely, she smelt FernPaw. She slightly turned. She had located MellowClan's camp. Her hackles slighty lowered. She suddenly felt dizzy but forced herself to remain focused.

Branchstar's breath picked up, her heart pounded. "Silver, if you want to leave, I promise you you can." She said, eyes green eyes on the camp, horrified.
Fernpaw spat at the spirit cat. "Let me go, stop controlling me!" She snarled.
Mistress and Branchthorn grinned. "But we're not, this ones allll you." Branchthorn said.

Silver suddenly looked her leader in the eye. "I'm not leaving until I know that my leader and your daughter has escaped and are safe. Not until then will I go nor give in to leaving you, BranchStar." Silver growled boldly. She used her mind to venture, and she suddenly heard Mistress's voice again, as if the evil leader was beside her and saying it clearly to Silver. And then she clearly heard BranchThorn. She growled deeply. She was going to defend FernPaw, no matter if it cost herself her life.

Branchstar didn't want Silver to come, at all. They were all sure to get hurt one way or another. She nodded. "Brave, very brave." She aknowledged, and crept toward camp, signalling Silver to hush.

Silver had already gone completelly silent. Her paws reached forward as she padded with deadthly silence at BranchStar's flank. She could for some reason hear evertything Mistress and BranchThorn said. Her eyes narrowed as she walked silently and with great care.

Branchstar paused at the opening to the camp, and froze silently, listening.
"That can't be!" Fernpaw was protested, sounding frightened. "I can't feel like this without you guys, I'm not evil!"
Mistress was snickering. "Apparently, my dear, you are."
Branchstar looked to Silver. "NOW!" She yowled, launching herself into camp.

Silver lunged at the same time BranchStar did. She let out a blood-curling yowl as she landed beside FernPaw with a hiss escaping her throat, coming out low with hatred and anger. BranchStar landed nearby. Silver's ears flattened in aggreission as she bared her teeth and her long claws slid out. She brushed FernPaw slightly with ehr tail tip, but Mistress not BranchThorn saw.

Mistress snarled in fury. She lunged at Branchstar, landing on her, even if she was a spirit. Due to who Branchstar was related to, she had a special connection with StarClan.. And evil spirits as well. "Interfering!" Mistress snarled, clawing.
Branchthorn leap at Silver, expecting to go through her, but bowled her over. Apparently she had the connection to. She clawed her, getting her away from Fernpaw.
Fernpaw was completely torn. She had the urge to fight her mother and Silver off, but they were family, her friends..

Silver's ears flattened. She felt claws tear at her side. She yowled with frustration as her long sharp claws painfully clawed at the evil one's stomach. She stopped clawing, but her claws remained out. Her hind legs kicked rapidly into BranchThorn's stomach. "SILVER SAYS GET OFF!" She yowled. BranchThorn was thrown off, but only a few feet, enough for Silver to quickly et back to her paws. She wanted to strangle BranchThorn right now. She threw a quick glance at the stunned FernPaw.

Fernpaw felt like she could've felt Branchthorn's pain as she was thrown off, even if she was a spirit. Fernpaw, still slightly dazed, threw herself at Silver with her claws out and ready. She didn't know what overcame her.
Branchthorn, stunned, struggled to get back up and snarled. Fernpaw was lunging and Silver, and she smirked approvingly.
"MY KIT IS NOT-" Branchstar started, slashing, but Mistress put her in a head lock. She twisted her head to look at Fernpaw, who seemed to be attacking.. Her own Clanmate.

Larchstar turned her head towards Raincloud and flicked her ears impassively, as if she was telling Raincloud that she was free to search for injuries. Brackenheart, again, refused to move.