Storm was having a dream, he was dreaming of a war.... What? There was no way that a war could start NOW. There's too much going on! He seen Lilith fighting Jade, Lilith's eyes gleaming with triumph. Storm could only watch in horror as his mother fell to the ground, motionless. He seen Shadow, Misha, Clover and himself fighting side by side in the war. It all stopped in a heartbeat as his father padded up to him. "You must be careful, Storm. Black will wage war on white. The storm is nigh." His father faded away leaving Storm awake and trembling. "Misha, Shadow. I gotta tell you something." he whispered.