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(I think I'll make this the final part of Silver facing her fears. Or not. Not sure yet.)

The two she-cats circled each other. One had bristling silver fur and a glare in her eyes, the other with shining golden fur and almost dancing.

It was Silver who sprung first.

She reached out to land on her sister's black, claws out to get a better grip. Golden jumped out of the way, but Silver quickly re-sheathed her claws and landed on all four paws. Not even a second later, the fake Golden came barreling into her, knocking her down.

Before Golden could attack, Silver rolled out of the way, and kept rolling. She then stood and spat, "You're not my sister." The fake Golden's eyes widened, but she continued. "Golden is dead. And maybe I could've done more. Maybe it was partially my fault. But I know Golden. She feels, and she has emotions. And you're just some smoke, or a beast, trying to be her." She bent down into a crouch, baring her fangs. "No one can live up to her. You included."

And she ran.

Seemingly tireless energy flowed in her limbs as she sped across the floor to the thing. It dodged, but soon enough it was being slammed to the floor.

"You have no idea," she muttered to it. "You have no idea what she's like." She raised her voice, throwing her head back in a yowl. "Do you hear me?! You have no idea what my sister is like!" It echoed across the room, filling her with strength.

She looked into the blue eyes, emotionless, and then looked at its neck. Then she stood.

"I believe I've already beaten this battle," she said flatly. "Go. Before I make you, forever."

Tail down, it turned and fled. She watched it as suddenly it burst into smoke.

Seemingly every memory of her journey, she remembered. Walking, alone, through the woods, jumping and knocking her shoulder or back. Discovering the healing spring. Being chased by that wolf. Meeting Fadestep (and knocking her over), Akurle, and Magi. The healing water in the bottle, the crazy plan. Akurle saving her, before they went on to the next puzzle. Magi, falling, and being burned. The paths. F A I T H. The maze. The snakes. And then, here.

"Well done, Silver." A smooth, honeyed voice rang in her head. "You have made it past all the obstacles. The treasure is yours."

What about the others?

It paused. "If they can defeat their biggest fear, they will get whatever they desire too," it assured. "But I haven't introduced myself, have I?"

No. No you haven't. And I'd really like to know who the owner of the strange voice in my head is.

"Ah, yes. Some call me a lion, others, a sleek snow leopard. I am neither. I am a cat. My name is Night."

Night. Silver's eyes widened.

"Dad?"

"No, no. I'm not your father." She relaxed. "Animals these days. Well, what do you most desire, Silver? Speak of it, and then approach the chest. Whn you go inside to take whatever is in there, it will be just that."

I want Golden back. It was on the tip of her tongue. She hesitated. Did she, really?

Fade growled something about the nightmares not ending, but growing used to them. And she could grow used to that. She could start getting used to waking up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat. She already knew she was at part to blame for Golden's death, but inside Silver knew that the python was destined to kill Golden.

So what did she want?

It was a surprising thing, now. She had always thought her biggest want in the world was to get Golden back. But, looking around at her friends - friends - she realized that book had been held close to long.

So maybe it was time to start another story.

Fadestep, the teleporter. One clear cyan eye, one honey yellow, and with the ability to simply disappear.

Akurle, the shapeshifter. An Arctic Wolf at normal, but no matter what form, a fierce protection for her friends.

BDK, the dragon. No matter what she may look like, she had a kind heart.

And Magi. Magi, who she hadn't known for long, but hadn't deserved to die.

The snow leopard was over there, presumably battling her greatest fear. Just like the others.

So what did she want?

"I want a book, and a pen," she announced firmly. "An empty book."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. This is a story that needs to be wrote."

"Go ahead, then."

She walked over to the chest, which opened. She moved her paw inside, and a bright light shone out. She came back with an empty book and pen.

Suddenly, across the room. another light shone. Squinting, she made out a frame before the light died, leaving a picture of...her?

"Every victor gets placed up there," the smooth voice continued. With a jolt she realized it wasn't in her head anymore. She turned, to find a black tom with a silver muzzle. She would know that anywhere.

"Dad?"

"No, I didn't make this. I signed a contract when you were young, to the original founder, that in promise for your safety if you ever travelled in here, I would have to stay, and be the command." He smiled. "How is your mother?"

"Bad. Since Golden died, I moved away, and you...you know."

"Ah. Well." He sighed. "I suppose I should make amends, yes?"

"Yes. Yes you should."

"Your friends will be okay," he assured, staring out.

"Why? Can you get rid of the fear?"

"No. But they seem strong."

"They are."

"Do you need help with that book?"

"Maybe I will."

"I'd like to help.

"I'd like you helping."

(WOW sorry for the long comment! And sorry, Fade, if you wanted a different idea for how the treasrue will go, you guys can make it different, I just really wanted to include this!)