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Flamingkit knew one thing for sure; caves were very dark, very quiet, and very scary.

What if the choosers don't come? What if I get lost? Or what if I don't have any powers? Flamingkit padded faster.

"Flamingkit," a voice called.

"Hello?" he called back. 'Is anyone there?"

"Flamingkit," the voice repeated. The small ginger and white tom panicked slightly as he realized he could no longer feel the walls of the cave.

The tunnel must have opened up into a room.

Flamingkit tripped in the darkness on something smooth, falling face first into the rock floor.

"Ow!" he cried softly. Suddenly he was launched into the air, where he hit the ceiling and then fell back down to the ground, landing with a large thump. The temperature dropped dramatically, and just as Flamingkit began to shiver it inclined, leaving the kit panting heavily.

"All right, who's there?" he gasped irritably.

The room was lit up as pillars of fire shot up from the ground. Four cats stood in front of Flamingkit, four separate tunnels behind each of them. There was a large ginger tom with eyes that resembled fire, a dusty brown tom with eyes that looked like cracked clay, a slender tortoiseshell she-cat with leaf green eyes, and a light silvery-gray and white she-cat with pale blue eyes with deeper blue around the centers.

"We are the Choosers of ThunderClan, gifted by StarClan with elemental powers and never-ending life," the silver she-cat mewed. "My name is Frozenlight, Chooser of frost. My companions are Cloverwish, Marshstream and Blazingstorm, Choosers of plant, earth and fire. Do you have any questions before we determine you?"

"Yes," Flamingkit told them. "Was it you who tripped me and all that?" The cats all nodded. "Was that necessary?"

"We apologize, young one," the dusty tom answered. "When you live alone with only each other and young kits for a few minutes, you need to have all of the fun that you can, every opportunity you have." Cloverwish chuckled.

"Let's get this over with," Blazingstorm growled.

"Oh, lighten up," Cloverwish chided. 'But yes, we do need to get this done."

"The four cats gazes rested on Flamingkit, and he took a small step back.

"Flamingkit, son of Amberstar and Gingerheart, and descendant of the fire lines of ThunderClan. This is your elemental ceremony," Frozenlight announced. "Are you ready for what will come next, and ready for the possibility of having powers over fire, plant, earth or frost?"

"Yes," Flamingkit mewed softly. "Yes!" he repeated, more loudly this time.

Four trails lit up, traveling toward Flamingkit quickly, circling him in red, brown, green, and silver. Blazingstorm's eyes flashed a deep crimson, and the red line was lit up with fire, the heat racing toward him, so close he could feel it, then puffed away into smoke just before it reached him.

Wait, this isn't right, is it?

Blazingstorm turned around, padding into the tunnel behind him.

Marshstream stepped forward, rearing up of his hind paws. The tom slammed his front paws down onto the ground, and a wave of earth rose up, cresting over Flamingkit. He winced back, one of his paws stepping on the colored lines, though the red one had gone out. The lines burned, singeing Flamingkit's pad as the wall of dirt and stone puffed into dust, which the cascaded onto Flamingkit and encased him. Flamingkit growled unhappily, and Marshstream ducked into his tunnel.

Cloverwish stepped forward, her eyes shining jade as she took a deep breath and blew out. A burst of dandelion seeds flew into the air, drifting toward Flamingkit. Unlike the other displays, this one was not hostile, and Flamingkit did not shy away. However, the seeds wilted and fell to the ground within a tail-length of the ginger and white kit. The tortoiseshell dipped her head at Flamingkit, then turned and stepped into her tunnel. Realization dawned on Flamingkit.

I am either a frost power cat or have no power. Both are shames of my heritage. I'm at a dead end. I'll disappoint Amberstar no matter what.

Frozenlight stepped forward, pale eyes flashing white, and a blast of snowflakes blew toward the kit, and this time, unlike the others, did not dissipate. Flamingkit was dusted in white powder. There was a tornado of snow, which encircled the room. The storm dispersed, leaving the fire pillars extinguished and the room covered in frost.

Does this mean...

"Flamingkit, this is most unexpected," Frozenlight stated, eyes shining silver. "Despite your lineage, you are the exact opposite of what is expected."

"So," Flamingkit mewed quietly. "Not only am I not fire, but I am frost?"

Frozenlight nodded. "It is nothing to be ashamed of, but it may start an argument with your father." This time it was Flamingkit who nodded, and Frozenlight continued.

"All of the powers are equal, though fire and frost are rated as the most deadly, in ways. Be proud of who you are. Your sister, Dawnkit does not have any powers. She has the opportunity to live life as our ancestors once did, generations ago. Sure, she is dismayed; after all, your father has been preparing you for what he wanted you to be. You all have equal chances to discover you potential. Go now, and be proud of who you are. I look forward you choosing your kin."

"Why my kin?" Flamingkit asked.

"Because you will never see me again, unless you become the leader. Goodbye, Flamingkit, warrior of frost." The gray cat's eyes flashed with blinding white, which spread out to fill the whole cave, along with a snowy wind. The gusts pushed at Flamingkit, tugging though the tunnel back to the surface, then dissipated, facing the entrance.

He padded out tentatively. Everyone in the Clan had there eyes on Flamingkit, and not a word was uttered. Sparks flew form the leader's den, and the ivy barrier covering the entrance to the den was singed. It was all accompanied by a deep, feral growling. Flamingkit looked down at his paws.

The ground around them was laced with sparkling silver frost.

There you go! Please review and tell me what you thought, if you have the time, and if you find any errors please let me know so I came fix them! Expect the next chapter on Saturday, and thank you for reading! Also, as you probably have noticed, there is no allegiances for the other Clans. If you want, you can send in some characters to help me out. That is, of course, if you want. See you on Saturday!