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ALLEGIANCES

THUNDERCLAN
Leader RAVENSTAR dark grey tom with lightning blue eyes.

Deputy JAYFLIGHT large black tom with one brown ear, sharp
green eyes.

Medicine Cat
SNOWDRIFTSmall white ragdoll tom with blue eyes.
APPRENTICE, FROSTPAW

Warriors
TIGERPELTdark ginger tom with bright green eyes.
BLUEBLOSSOMbluish grey she-cat with misty blue
eyes.
SHARPFANGReddish-brown tabby with intense amber
eyes and unusually long fangs.
SNOWSTORMLard white tom with dark green eyes.

THORNTAILA pretty black she-cat with long fur and
green eyes.
APPRENTICE, RAINPAW

GRASSFURBeautiful blue-grey she-cat with short fur
and green eyes.
APPRENTICE, ROBINPAW

YELLOWEYELarge grey tom with one yellow eye and
one green eye.
APPRENTICE, FLAMEPAW

SNOWCLAWLarge silver she-cat with blue eyes and
long claws.
APPRENTICE, SHADOWPAW

BRIHTPELTYellow-cream tabby tom with amber eyes.

TALONTOOTHRusty-brown tom with brown eyes.
DUSKFEATHER Massive dusty brown tom with
emerald green eyes.
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Apprentices (more than six moons old, in training to become warriors)

FLAMEPAW slim ginger tom with dull yellow eyes
SHADOWPAW Dark ginger she-cat with sharp amber
eyes
AMBERPAWblue-grey she-cat with amber eyes.
RAINPAW Grey and white tom with lightning blue eyes
and a star shaped scar on his shoulder.
ROBINPAW Blueish grey she-cat with silver eyes.
SWEETPAWCalico she-cat with bright blue eyes.
LIONPAW Ginger tom with green eyes.
BLUEPAW Dark blueish grey tom with light blue eyes.
LILYPAW Sleek white she-cat with amber eyes
CLOUDPAW Sleek white tom with amber eyes.
DEMONPAW Smokey grey and white she-cat with dark
blue eyes.
BRAVEPAW Tall grey tom with jade green eyes.
Queens (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)
SPRINGFUR Black she-cat with green eyes.
SOFTSTREAKGrey she-cat with blue eyes.
Elders (former warriors and queens, now retired)

BIRDFLIGHTsilver tabby she-cat with long fur and
dark blue eyes.
DAWNPELT Dapple grey she-cat with blind blue eyes.
LILYEARcream tabby she-cat with green eyes.

SHADOWCLAN
Leader NIGHTSTARDark tabby tom with amber eyes.

Deputy BLACKFROSTBig black tom with amber eyes.

Medicine Cat POPPYHEART a small cream coloured she-cat with
light grey eyes.

Warriors
SCORCHSPOTWhite tom with golden spots.
TINYEARSilver tom with a torn ear.
SWIFTFEATHERGolden she-cat.
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SPOTTEDFURCream coloured she-cat with brown

spots.
PINESHADEDark brown tom with green eyes.
APPRENTICE, OWLPAW
BLACKPETALBlack she-cat with blue eyes.
TAWNYFOOTbrown and white she-cat.
TREELEGlight brown tabby tom.
NIGHTCLAWDark brown tabby tom.
PEBBLESTORMcream tabby tom.
FLAMECLOUDOrange tom with pale yellow eyes.
STRIPECLAWcream coloured tom with dark orange
stripes.
SNAKEHEARTsleek light golden tom with poison
green eyes.
Apprentices (more than six moons old, in training to become warriors)


STORMPAW Long haired brown and white tom with a
white crescent moon on his shoulder. Dark emerald green
eyes.
TIGERPAW Ginger tom with yellow eyes.
ROSEPAW Dark ginger she-cat with amber eyes.
MUDPAW Dark brown tom with green eyes.
FEATHERPAW
Queens (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)
DAWNSTRIPE
Elders (former warriors and queens, now retired)

WINDCLAN
Leader ROSESTAR Light grey she-cat with bright yellow eyes.

Deputy BLACKPELT Slender black she-cat with sharp amber
eyes.

Medicine Cat YELLOWSTREAK Pale golden tom with yellow eyes.

Warriors
HARETAILGolden tabby tom.
SilvershineSilvery-grey she-cat.
FIRESOULPale ginger tom.
MORNINGBREEZEPale golden she-cat, amber eyes.
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CEDARFLAMEDark grey tabby tom with amber eyes.

LEOPARDSPOTPale grey tom with rippling black spots
and green eyes.
SWIFTSTRIKEShort silver tom with yellow eyes.
OAKSTORM Oak coloured tom.
GREYTAILLarge white she-cat with a grey tail.
ECHOSCREECHBig black tom with dark grey stripes.
Apprentices (more than six moons old, in training to become warriors)
HAWKPAWLarge black tom.
EAGLEPAWShort brown tom.
SNOWPAWSmall white she-cat with blind blue eyes.
LEAFPAWBlack tom with green eyes.
BRAMBLEPAWBrown tortoiseshell she-cat with brown
eyes.
WILLOWPAWLight cream coloured she-cat.
Queens (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)
BRACKENWINDbeautiful brown tabby.
Elders (former warriors and queens, now retired)



RIVERCLAN
Leader BRAVESTAR Large, majestic tom with blue eyes.

Deputy WOLFHEART massive grey tom with dark blue eyes
and darker grey stripes.

Medicine Cat SILVERDEW short silver tabby she-cat with mossy
green eyes.
APPRENTICE, MYSTICPAWsmall grey she-cat with
a lighter grey nose and shimmery blue eyes.

Warriors
STONEFURLarge and strong looking she-cat.
WHITESTREAMLarge white she-cat with green eyes
and a torn ear.
ASHBREEZEGrey tom with amber eyes.
SOFTWILLOWPale orange she-cat with yellow eyes.
JAYFROSTSilver she-cat with bright blue eyes.
OTTERNOSELight cream coloured tom with blue
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eyes.
Apprentices (more than six moons old, in training to become warriors)


CLOUDPAWPAW black she-cat with white streaks and
bright green eyes.
THUNDERPAW Dark grey tom with sharp yellow
eyes.

DUSKPAW Small golden tom with icy blue eyes.

SNOWPAW Fluffy white she-cat that is often described
as a cotton ball. Her eyes are a dark green.
NIGHTPAW Slender black tom with a white tip and
amber eyes.
FOXPAW Ginger tom with mossy green eyes
MOSSPAWDark grey she-cat with mossy green eyes.
MAPLEPAW Brown she-cat with cool blue eyes.
OAKPAW Golden tom with amber eyes.
SMOKEPAW Silver tabby tom with dark blue eyes
Queens (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)
REEDFEATHERbeautiful black she-cat.
WATERSTEPSilver tabby.
Elders (former warriors and queens, now retired)




CATS OUTSIDE CLANS

CHEETAHFUR Golden she-cat with black spots
and dark blue eyes. (*deceased)
SHADOWDark tabby tom with amber eyes, exiled from
The Cats of The Storms.
VENOMLarge white tom with long claws dipped in
death berry juice.
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Prologue

A soft breeze blew as a beautiful golden she-cat made her way down the wide path.
She walked on the grass, choosing not to scrape her almost perfect claws on the
hard, rocky Thunderpath that she was following. The sky was a dull blue, notifying
the she-cat that leaf-bare was coming closer, and that she would need to leave
before the season changed.
Her real home, up in the stars where she ran in the lush green forests, was a long
way away. She had left momentarily to come see a Twoleg, one that had struck her
interest the first time she had come down to visit her old life. She hated it here, but
that was the only way she could see the Twoleg. No matter how many times her
instincts or even her StarClan friends said no, she simply had to see this Twoleg.
The first time she had seen the Twoleg was when she was taking a forest walk in
her home territory. It hadnt been long since shed joined StarClan back then, and
she had been given permission from the older StarClan residents to return to the
forest shed once lived in so that she could see how it lived on without her. Of
course, none of the cats alive down there could see her, as she was merely a ghost,
but she didnt care. She wanted to see her family; the forest; her home.
She had seen the Twoleg sitting on a boulder, looking at its large hind paws. The
Twoleg was upset from what she could tell, because as she drew closer, its eyes
were cloudy and full of sadness. The Twoleg was young. It was mumbling to itself,
and even then, though she couldnt understand its words, it sounded as if it were
upset. Curiously, she had watched it until moonhigh, when she was to return to
StarClan, however, the Twoleg still hadnt left.
After that day she, Cheetahfur, had visited the Twoleg many more times, after
getting permission from the Four Leaders. Though it had been many seasons since,
Cheetahfur insisted on visiting him again, though, this time for a reason. After
studying the Twoleg, Cheetahfur had noticed that it was always with another
Twoleg, one that was younger than it. She had seen the the older Twoleg protect
the younger one several times, almost as if it was acting like a shadow. It was
strange, and if this Twoleg really was acting the way that she thought, she wanted
to know why.
Cheetahfur glided gracefully, her back arched to show off her beautiful black spots.
As she came across the Twoleg nest that shed memorized, she leaped up onto the
fence post and into the small closed in area that the Twolegs had reserved for
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some reason. Cheetahfur then waited for the Twoleg, knowing that it would be out
soon with the younger one. The one that it protected
It came, as Cheetahfur had hoped, though it was tall, now, much taller, in fact, than
when shed first seen it, and its head was covered in short golden fur. It walked out
to the closed-in area and watched the younger Twoleg play. It sat on a large
boulder as the younger one played with a large brown ball of moss. The Twolegs
eyes were soft, yet its expression seemed blank. Over the seasons, Cheetahfur had
learned what the expressions meant, and what body language she needed to look
out for. Right now, like always, the Twoleg seemed bored but, in truth, was actually
pushing away a certain emotion.
Why are you so curious about these Twolegs? meowed a familiar voice from
behind her. They are too different from our ways. Cheetahfur, shaken from her
thoughts, turned around to face the tom. The tom who had addressed her was
Tigerfang, her best Clan-mate. He was a very tall, white tom with black stripes
across his slender body and shimmering green eyes that always flickered with
wisdom.
Im only interested in the bigger one, replied Cheetahfur as she turned her
attention back onto the Twolegs. Hes justdifferent. Unlike any other Twoleg
Ive seen before.
Why do you say that? asked Tigerfang as he sat down beside her, licking his
paws. Theyre all the same, arent they? Big and dangerous creatures that invade
our territories without a second thought
Youre wrong! hissed Cheetahfur. Theyre almost never alike!
Not all Twolegs are bad, she said, staring up at the Twoleg once again. This one
is juststrange. Like a snowflake in Green-leaf
Are you sure? he asked, his eyes showing his interest.
What do you mean? meowed Cheetahfur, tilting her head slightly.
Havent you heard about the new Prophecy? Talking about the Strange One?
asked Tigerfang, sitting down. Cheetahfurs eyes widened. Yes, she had heard of it,
but she hadnt paid any attention to it at all.
But what would a Twoleg be doing in a StarClan prophecy? she asked. Why
would StarClan choose a Twoleg?
We StarClan cats do not choose the Prophecy cat, Cheetahfur,
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Cheetahfur then turned around again, this time being a little more afraid.
Cloudstar, the leader of ThunderClan before Cheetahfur had died, was standing
right in front of her, looking disappointed.
You should know that, by now. He said, flicking his tail. The Prophecy itself is
created when the cat is born, and when Destiny has chosen and chained itself to
that cat. Therefore, this Twoleg cannot be part of a Prophecy. Destiny canand
will onlychoose cats. This Twoleg isnt special in anyway, just a ball of moss for
you, Cheetahfur.
But
No, Cheetahfur, said Cloudstar, eyes narrowing tightly. It is wrong that you are
even watching this Twoleg. For StarClans sake, Cheetahfur, act like one of us! Act
like one of the Clans ancestors instead of a curious kit.
Cheetahfur opened her mouth to protest, her tail flicking beside her, but then
shook her head and looked at her paws. There was no point in arguing with him.
Cloudstar was right; she needed to act like a StarClan cat for once.
I thought so, said Cloudstar after a few minutes. Were going back to the stars
now. Thunderstar wants you for some reason.
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Cheetahfur waited patiently for Thunderstar, ThunderClans first leader, in a large
cavern. The forest around the cave had been made especially for the first four
Leaders of the Clans. Although she had no clue why she had been summoned, she
knew it must be important if the Leaders were involved.
A movement from the back of the cave told her to come in, and so she did. She
padded along the narrow cave walls and finally got the end. Thunderstar sat at the
very back of the den on a nest of moss. Three cats were beside him and
Cheetahfur had recognized them immediately as the other Founding Leaders of
the Clans. They were all watching her, all with different expressions on their faces.
Shadowstar, a large black she-cat with thick fur and green eyes, looked annoyed
and disgusted, while Windstar, a thin, wiry, brown she-cat with yellow eyes, looked
as if she were examining Cheetahfurs soul.
Riverstar, a silvery-grey tabby tom with wide green eyes, was giving Cheetahfur a
warm, kind smile that seemed to give her confidence that, whatever they were
going to do; it was going to be okay. But the expression Thunderstar gave her
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seemed to wash all that away. The big ginger tabby with amber eyes and white
paws, was giving a very blank expression, though a hint of curiosity flashed before
his eyes as he blinked.
Cheetahfur, said Thunderstar, breaking the silence. We are aware that you have
been visiting a Twoleg once every moon. Is this rumour true?
Cheetahfur, cringing at the loud booming voice, lowered her head a little. Even
though she couldnt tell if she was in trouble or not, she felt the curious eyes
glaring at her. Were they mad at her for being curious of the Twoleg? After all, it
was their fault the Clans had to relocate
Y-yes, its true, said Cheetahfur, her voice wavering. Thunderstar smiled before
standing, his fiery ginger fur shining with perfection.
Then we must ask you what you have discovered, said Thunderstar then. I, for
one, am curious.
Cheetahfur couldnt believe her ears. They were asking her to tell them of what she
had learned? Didnt they already know?
B-but why? she asked. I dont understand. Riverstar chuckled a bit.
Its okay, said Riverstar. We arent mad, just curious as to why you have been
watching this Twoleg. We have been doing the same, however, we still dont
understand; what is so interesting about him that has caught your attention?
Cheetahfur gulped, her head low and blood roaring in her ears with
embarrassment.
Well, the first day I saw the Twoleg it seemed upset, Cheetahfur explained. I
didnt know for sure, but after watching other Twolegs, I noticed that it was
depressed. I watched it a lot after that, noticing that it seemed like he was trying to
hide his depression. Then it started protecting this smaller Twoleg, one that is
much younger than it. The Twoleg seems happy, now, but I can see past that. Its
juststrange.
The four powerful leaders were thinking now, calculating the information she had
given. After several heartbeats, Thunderstar looked up to her, his amber eyes
showing a spark of light.
I am assuming youve heard of the new Prophecy, correct? he asked kindly.
Cheetahfur nodded slowly, wondering where the leader was going with this. Are
you sure that he is strange, even if he were a cat?
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Yes, said Cheetahfur. Its like hes wasting his life away, trying to forget the
reason hes so sad. Ive never seen anything like it. Thunderstar nodded a
determined look on his face.
Then our decision is final, he said. Cheetahfur, we are going to turn this Twoleg
into a cat, bringing it into the world of Clan cats. It will start a new life in the Clan
that it chooses, and will hopefully learn to live again. If this Twoleg is so strange,
then he is a likely cat for the Prophecy. For that, I am willing to take the risk.
As am I, said Riverstar, standing, his bright green eyes full of curiosity. I want
to see this Twoleg in cat form, from where I can watch it closely.
I will also take the risk, said Windstar, caution showing in her yellow eyes. It is
time we see some justice, and if this Twoleg may be able to do it than I will help.
Shadowstars bright green eyes told Cheetahfur she was debating whether to do it
or not. If Shadowstar said no, than the Twoleg would live and die depressed. If she
said yes, however, then the Twoleg would live again in a happier life.
The risk is a large one, it is the job of the current leaders to protect their Clans,
Thunderstar, said Shadowstar. One that will change the world of the Clans
forever. If danger truly is coming, why not let the current leaders fix it?
Yes, Thunderstar agreed. But this danger is beyond the help of the leaders. The
Unexpected is to kill the Unexpected, according to the Prophecy. Shadowstar
narrowed her eyes but then sighed.
I will take the risk, said Shadowstar. Purely for the sake of my Clan.
Then we shall get to it, said Thunderstar. Cheetahfur will explain to this Twoleg
exactly what is going to happen to it when the time comes. In the meantime, she
will also keep watch on it. If there are any changes, she will tell us. Understood?
Cheetahfur beamed with pride. Not only would she be able to keep watching it,
she was going introduce it to a Clan cats life. What an honour! But her smile soon
disappeared as she noticed a small problem:
What if the Twoleg didnt want a new life?
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Prologue - Authors Notes

I just want to get it out there that I do not own Warrior Cats. They belong to
Erin Hunter, although this story and the characters in it belong to me. If
you wish to make fanfiction of this fanfiction, that is fine, just make sure to
credit me.

Now, I will be answering any questions you have in the Authors Notes, so
if you do have any regarding a specific chapter, let me know by sending me
a review.

Alright, now to answer some questions:

SunshineFromMyHeart asked: do not know if it is from the original books
or you made it up regarding the use of Twoleg

To answer your question, no, I did not make it up, as it is the correct term
to use for Humans, taken from the original Warrior Cat series.

SunshineFromMyHeart asked: None of the cats alive down there could see
her... I dont understand what you mean by that, is she invisible to normal
cats?

Im not quite sure how to explain this simply Because she is dead, and
has moved on to StarClan, she is able to visit the world of alive cats/people,
however, cannot be seen by anyone down there. In some sense, she is a
ghost.

I hope you enjoy reading the rest of the book. Stay tuned for updates, as I
am currently working on fixing things up.

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-+- May the odds be ever in your favour -+-

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Chapter One

Matthew lay in bed, wondering absently if any other members of his family were
awake yet. His blue eyes gazed absently at the ceiling as he waited for his alarm to
go off. It was around six thirty, though he had been sitting in bed for a while,
staring at the blank ceiling which was just another painful reminder of why he
hated his life.
Just another morning, he thought, the same old thing, every single day: walk Daniel to school;
go to school myself; come home; watch Daniel play and help him with his homework; eat dinner;
go to sleep. Could life be any more boring? It wasnt this way when Alfie was here. . .
Matthew closed his eyes, forcing away the thousands of memories that tried to
break through his perfect barrier. His twin brother, Alfie, was gone and the only
thing he could do now was accept it and move on. The only way he found that he
could do that, however, was to basically build a wall in his mind and make himself
forget Alfie completely. The more he pushed away the memories, the stronger the
imaginary wall got. No matter how strong it got, however, he still managed to
remember, making the ocean of grief and depression return, not to mention the
guilt.
Matthew sighed as he heard the loud beeping of his alarm clock, and then turned it
off with a push of a button. He sat up and got dressed for school.
Even my uniform is terrible! Thought Matthew as he put on the grey shirt and dark
grey pants.
As he did, he tried to avoid looking at the large star-shaped scar that had been
there since he was nine. It only made him remember, once again, that it was his
fault that Alfie was gone.
After getting ready to go, Matthew made his way down stairs and into the kitchen
for Breakfast, tying his green and red, striped tie as he picked out the most
favourable cereal he could find. Since his fathers car was gone, Matthew knew that
he had gone to work, as he always did. This meant that Matthew had to once again
take care of his little brother Daniel, and that was the way he liked it. To Matthew,
his brother was his only family and so it was his job to protect him. It was the only
way he could make up for what he did.
Matt? asked Daniel, still in his spotted pyjamas. Why are you up so early?
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Its not that early, said Matthew, laughing a bit. Its already seven fifteen.
Daniels green eyes widened, and then he sped back up into his bedroom. Matthew
sighed, still trying not to laugh, and then made breakfast. Hopefully Daniel would
be down on time. He was already going to be late to school.
After eating a bowl of coco-pops and waiting for Daniel to get ready, they were
off. Kelvin Grove wasnt that far from their house, but they did have to cross a
few roads. Today seemed busy for some reason; perhaps there had been an
accident somewhere close by? Matthew walked beside Daniel, not holding his
hand, but still walking close to him.
Winter was drawing nearer and the coldness was already showing. The bare trees,
the dead grass and the light grey clouds above made him shiver. Why was his life
so gloomy all of the time?
It wasnt like this when Alfie was here, he thought, it always seemed sunny to me.
Alfies death had brought a whole new meaning to the word change. Matthew had
spent most of his days in the forest near the lake, His mother had divorced his
father and then left. Matthews father had gotten a job that made him work all day,
and Daniel, poor little three year old Daniel, at the time, was left with no one to
take care of him. Matthew hadnt really thought of protecting his little brother until
Daniel was five because at that point he thought he was going crazy. Hed lost his
best friend and twin brother, his mother, and almost had lost his sanity. This had
surely been proved when he had seen the same orange cat with black spots several
days in a row. It just seemed to watch him, and then he knew that he was going
insane. However, after he built the imaginary wall in his mind and started worrying
about Daniel more, he seemed to grab a hold of himself.
Hey, Harry! Daniel suddenly called, drawing Matthews attention back to reality
and leaving him to wonder what was going on. Harry, one of Daniels many
friends, was on the other side of the street, waving to them. Daniel suddenly darted
forward across onto the road. Matthew tried to grab him, but he didnt get there in
time.
Matthew instinctively looked around to see if a car was cominga car was coming,
and it was going too fast to see Daniel. Matthew knew what was going to happen if
he just stood there trying to think quickly, and so he didnt. Instead, he sprinted
forward toward his brother.
Daniel! Matthew yelled at his brother, trying to get his attention. Daniel looked
over his shoulder and then at the car that was coming straight towards him.
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Instead of running faster like Matthew had hoped, his brother stopped and froze,
eyes wide. Matthew was running faster than he ever had now, trying to get to his
brother. He didnt know what he was going to do; he just knew that he was going
to do something. He would not lose another brother, not when he finally managed
to recover from the first accident.
From that point onward, everything seemed to happen too quickly:
Matthew pushed Daniel over and then tried to run. It was too late. The driver of
the car hadnt seen Matthew or Daniel and had continued to drive. With a screech
from the car, it hit him. Matthew heard Daniel yell something, but it was drowned
out the pounding of his heart and the blood rushing through his ears. His mind
was trying to warn him of the danger, but he wasnt listening. There was nothing
he could do. Matthews body was submerged in pain, he couldnt move at all. The
car pushed him forward, and when his body hit the ground he could hear a few
cracks that brought him more pain in his stomach and back.
Distant yells and sirens were approaching him, now, as he lay there, and his vision
was getting blurrier by the second. Darkness was taking over his mind, but he was
protesting. No. I refuse to die! Not now! Not while Daniel needs me!
However, no matter how many times he protested, it only slowed the process
down, forcing him to live and feel the overwhelming pain coming from his chest.
He needed to live, but he was giving up. Darkness took him, and he forced himself
to say something, anything, to poor Daniel, who he knew was above him at that
moment.
Good bye, he muttered, before taking in his last breath.
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The darkness, which Matthew had been in for what seemed like hours, suddenly
lightened up a bit. In the distance he could see a bright light, like a star. It was
coming closer, and soft female voice was singing from it. Matthew went towards it,
wondering if this was death. If it was, he thought it was boring, and that the dont
go toward the light saying was actually true.
But then, just as he was about to be engulfed in white, the star disappeared, and
the same orange cat, that had been watching him earlier in his life stood above
him, her dark blue eyes looking at him with a kind smile on her face. He had to
say, for not really liking cats, she was a pretty cat. Her fur shined and her eyes
pierced through him. Her sleek fur was glossy, and her black spots stood out
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against her bright orange coat. It was as if she were royalty, to be honest, which
made Matthew suppress the urge to bow.
Welcome, Twoleg, said the cat. We have been expecting you.
Is this some kind of joke? asked Matthew, confused. You can talk, and I can
hear you. But cats cant talk! The cat chuckled a bit, her kindness showing through
now.
You can hear me because you are turning into a cat yourself. explained the cat.
After your death in the Twoleg world, my world has decided to make you a cat,
giving you a second chance to actually live your life rather than spending it like you
did your last life: protecting your brother.
Im turning into a cat? asked Matthew, his eyes widening. But thats not
possible! This has to be a dream. It has to be! How can I be turning into a cat? And
what if I dont want to live again? I failed at protecting my twin brother, and I died
when Daniel needed me most. I dont have a reason to live again!
The cat shook her head, looking as if shed expected this. This is exactly why we
are doing it, Twoleg. You need to live again, for what you did back in your old life
was not truly living. No, you just sold your soul to your brother, and your death
today proved it.
But I dont want another life! Matthew protested, hoping that these cats would
at least respect his decision. They didnt, he found out, as the cat shook her head.
It isnt your choice, said the cat. The four leaders have all forced you into this,
knowing that you wouldnt want this life. Dont worry, we StarClan cats arent bad,
were just going to make you do this so that you can see that not all life is sad and
depressing. You will find that love, friendship, and loyalty is much more than
protecting those you love. Good luck on your journey to life. Then she stood,
looking blankly above his head. Four more cats then walked up beside her, all of
them looking equally as powerful as the pretty orange cat.
I, Cheetahfur of StarClan, call upon the Destiny that brings us hope to give this
Twoleg another chance at life. Said Cheetahfur, His original life wasnt enough
to show him the powers of love and friendship. I wish that he become a cat, learn
our ways, and learn the ways of life. Whatever she did, it hurt. A lot. A burning
pain came from within Matthew, making him drop to his knees. The other cats
didnt seem to notice, however, because they kept staring blankly ahead.
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I, Thunderstar of StarClan and the First Leader of ThunderClan, call upon the
Destiny that brings us hope to give this Twoleg another chance at life. Said
Thunderstar. From what Ive heard, his heart is full of grey clouds and a wall of
stone that pushes out his love. I wish to let him break free and learn our ways.
Another burning pain shot at him, but this time on his left, he tried his best not to
scream, but he did whimper a bit. He sounded pathetic.
I, Riverstar of StarClan and the first leader of RiverClan, call upon the destiny
that brings us hope to give this Twoleg another chance at life. Said Riverstar.
Without the care of his family, he hasnt gotten the love he needs. I wish that he
become a cat, learn our ways, and learn what it means to have a family.
Now unable to see again, Matthew chocked out a little sob of pain as a burning
sensation once again erupted from his chest. It felt as if three burning balls of fire
were lodged into his lungs, restraining him. Changing him.
I, Windstar of StarClan and the first leader of WindClan, call upon the destiny
that brings us hope to give this Twoleg a chance to be normal, to be what he was
meant to be before depression and guilt took over him. I wish that he learns the
meaning of loyalty, but not that of protection. Learn what it means to be the one
protected, other than be the one that protects. I wish him to learn our ways, and
learn what it means to be a true warrior. Matthew cried out loud, his eyes watering
up with tears. This was the first time hed cried in years, and he was trying not to
let more than he already had. There was no way this was actually happening. It was
just not possible!
I, Shadowstar of StarClan and the first leader of ShadowClan, call upon the
destiny that brings us hope to give this Twoleg a chance to be what fate has
brought him here to do. Justify his thoughts, and learn what it means to love. I
wish for him to break the wall in his mind and accept the fact that he failed and
live with it. I wish for him to grow stronger, so that when he is needed he will not
fail again.
And then, the pain became unbearable. Matthew screamed when the fifth burning
ball of fire entered his chest, making him wonder if this was what a heart-attack felt
like. Then the burning seemed to join together, spreading throughout his body.
Then he was once again pulled into an eerie darkness.
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Matthews eyes flickered open, trying hard not to remember what had just
happened. He didnt want to remember the intense burning pain, the five cats, the
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whole thing about love and loyalty and friendship and the fact that he was a cat
and...
Matthew looked at his hands and feet. They were no longer hands, nor were they
feet. They were paws: grey and white paws. He suddenly realised he had a tail, and
that when he stood, he was on all fours. He fell, not used to that feeling at all, and
increased the headache that was in his mind. He had fur, he had whiskers, he had
fangs, and he had
It was too much. This couldnt be happening. He didnt want another life, not
when he failed so badly at his last one. Didnt they know that it was his fault that
his brother was dead? They seemed to know everything else about him, yet they
forget that one detail! And what was that StarClan, ThunderClan and WindClan
nonsense? Thunderstar, first leader of ThunderClan? What was happening? What was
going on? Why was this happening to him of all people? And what was a Twoleg?
Matthew looked over to his shoulder, realising that it still had the star-shaped scar
that hed gotten from the first accident. If they wanted him to live a new life, why
did they make him carry the scar? Why was this so hard to understand? Why could
he scent so many forest things, like that mouse that smelled so delicious
No! Thought Matthew, rejecting the scent of the mouse. I will not eat a mouse, I am
not a cat, and I am not alive! I am dead, I am no-longer-living!
Matthew looked around. It was so unnatural, the way he saw things now: the trees
were no longer big, they were huge! Even the fern in front of him was a few feet
taller than him, and everything just seemed too big. The bare trees, the murky grey
sky that seemed so far away, and the lake that also smelled delicious. It was so
strange, so different, and yet, though he still wanted to die like he was supposed to,
he was interested in what every smell, sight and sound belonged to. He had
excellent senses, and he wanted to use them, just not right now while he knew this
was a dream.
Figuring that he might as well get up, he tried to stand. Unfortunately for him,
however, standing up wasnt going to be easy. He tried, but then ended up falling
again. After about four more falls, he was able to stand, though he still wobbled.
Matthew stood there for a few minutes before taking a step forward.
He seemed to be somewhere between a moor and a forest, which was strange.
Everything seemed somewhat familiar, but not enough to know exactly where he
was. He walked for a while, finding the lake quickly. He lapped up the clear water,
feeling very odd, and then looked at his reflection.
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He was indeed a cat, and a small, too. He was a bluish-grey tom with white paws.
His eyes were a lightning bolt blue, and his build was abnormal to him. He was
very small but had a long body. He just seemed so different, so strange. It was just
so weird seeing his reflection as a cat rather than a human. He just wanted to be
normal, but after this, that didnt seem likely.
Matthew looked up at the murky sky, it seemed as if a storm was coming. Deciding
that he needed to find shelter, he walked away from the lake and onto the moor. If
he was going to be in this cat body, he might as well do what he was asked to do.
Cheetahfur said something about a ThunderClan, so all he had to do was
Hey! What are you doing?
Matthews head turned to see who or what was yelling at him. Five cats were
quickly running in his direction, hissing and yowling in rage. Matthew turned and
ran, but he wasnt nearly as fast as the cats. They caught up with him quickly, and
attacked. One leaped on him, forcing him down. Matthew instinctively kicked at
the toms stomach with his hind legs, making the tom yowl. Matthew got up, but
didnt run. He was surrounded, of course, by the five cats, all of which were ready
to fight and much, bigger than him.
Who are you? hissed the tom that had attacked him. You dont smell like any of
the Clans; you must be a loner or a kittypet! Why are you here?
Matthew growled lowly after regaining his balance. He still couldnt stand without
wobbling, and running seemed like a stupid idea now. His new body was still not
familiar, making his situation twice as difficult.
Im Matthew, he replied, thinking quickly. A loner is probably my best shot. I am a
loner, and I didnt know that this was your territory, Matthew could feel his fur
bristling and his tail lashing with anger, and he wanted it to stop. He was trying to
sound calm, but between his tail lashing and his voice wavering, he hardly sounded
calm.
Well then, Matthew, you must have a very terrible sense of smell, the tom hissed.
The dawn patrol marked those borders today.
Haretail! said a silvery grey she-cat. Stop asking for a fight! Look at him, hes
barely six moons old, and even smaller than any of our new apprentices. He has
probably just lost his family.
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I dont have a family, Matthew said quickly, though a little softer than he had
intended. Im just trying find a place to settle down. I didnt know this place was
taken. Im sorry, he dipped his head.
The five cats looked at him, looking as if they were all trying to decide something.
Then suddenly the silvery grey she-cat walked up to him, looking at the scar on his
shoulder.
That star, she said before pausing, bringing the other cats to see it. All of them
seemed shocked and amazed. Have you always had it, or is it just a scar?
Matthew took a step back, his eyes narrowing in confusion. Why were they all so
interested in his scar?
Its just a scar, Matthew replied, easing their interest. I didnt think it was that
important, though.
It is the mark of our ancestors, said the silvery she-cat. It is very important.
Another she-cat hissed at her, making her turn around. The she-cat who hissed had
glossy black fur and sharp amber eyes. As the other cats made a path for her,
Matthew suddenly knew that the she-cat was high in the rankings, if there were
rankings.
This is a loner, Silvershine, not one of the Clan cats, the black she-cat said to
Silvershine. You mustnt tell him everything about us. Silvershine dipped her
head apologetically.
Yes, Blackpelt, Silvershine said. I am sorry.
The black she-cat, whose name was now identified as Blackpelt, which suited her
very well, then turned to him, her amber eyes looking him up and down until they
settled on his scar. She was quiet for a few moments, but then she turned her gaze
back to the other cats.
Rosestar will want to know of this, said Blackpelt. This kit is either a sign from
StarClan, or he is what he says he is: a loner, who should try asking ThunderClan for
help instead of WindClan. From the laughs that came from the cats other than
Silvershine, Matthew knew that what Blackpelt had said was an insult. However, at
the moment, he didnt care. He was in the right place, he just needed to get out of
WindClan territory and move to ThunderClan territory, wherever that was.
Matthew then followed the other cats, his head low. For some reason, these cats
scared him and he hated it. Silvershine was the only one not giving him glares, and
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she seemed like a nice cat. Silvershine dropped her pace and fell beside him with a
kind smile on her face.
Dont mind Blackpelt, said Silvershine. Shes only doing her job as deputy.
Haretail, on the other hand, is just mean all around. Hes always asking for a fight,
which he proved to you today. Now, Swiftstrike, the golden tabby over there, is
always rushing everyone to do something. Sometimes he acts like deputy, too. He
used to act that way too, when we were kits.
Matthew nodded, taking in everything she said. Firesoul the pale ginger tom, is
another problem. Instead of being a proud deputy act-alike, hes almost never
serious. Hes only a few moons younger than I am, but hes been that way for a
while now However, hes smart. Dont underestimate him when he looks like a
fool. Its just how he wants everyone to see him as, just so he can prove them
wrong many times over.
Wow, said Matthew. Those are some weird names. Silvershine giggled at that.
Yes, they might be strange, she agreed. However, its a name that lets everyone
by the lake know that were Warriors. Our ancestors have named each generation
like that, and if its a Warrior tradition, its hard to get rid of.
Matthew was opened his mouth to speak, but before he could get it out he realised
that they were entering some sort of secret hide-out.
Many cat scents lingered around him as they entered the hide-out. He was lead
right into the very centre. Cats seemed to be everywhere, and as he went in, they all
stopped and stared. He kept his head low, but he couldnt help taking in everything
around him.
Who is that? he heard one cat say.
He doesnt smell like any Clan cat! yelled another.
Yes, but look at the star on his shoulder! Its a sign from StarClan!
Silence! Matthew turned his head toward the voice and saw a light, grey she-cat
with bright yellow eyes, which were narrowed at him. I will deal with this loner in
my den. Yellowstreak will come with me. The she-cat then turned and made her
way toward a den looking thing. A pale golden tom with yellow eyes followed
behind.
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Follow her, loner, Blackpelt ordered. Rosestar will decide your fate. Matthew
took a second to look around before catching up to the two cats and following
them inside the large den. All he hoped was that Rosestar decided to do anything
but kill him, because then the whole second chance at life thing really wouldnt
work out.
As Rosestar sat, so did the other tom Matthew assumed was Yellowstreak.
Matthew did the same, hoping to look at least a little more formal. Rosestar then
started circling him, stopping at his scar. After she looked at it for a few moments,
she turned to Yellowstreak.
Has StarClan told you of a cat with a star-shaped scar, Yellowstreak? Rosestar
asked. Yellowstreak shook his head.
StarClan has not spoken to me about anything but the Prophecy, in which I
believe only a real Clan-born cat can be chosen. This cat is just a regular loner with
an irregular scar. Said Yellowstreak. Rosestar then began circling him again, her
yellow eyes looking venomous.
Tell me, loner, where did you get this almost perfect scar? Rosestar asked. I
would be delighted to know. Matthew sighed, lowering his head again. He was
afraid she was going to ask that, because he knew he couldnt answer. He had been
human when he had gotten it, after all.
I cant remember, Matthew lied. I got it when I was younger. Thank God for
his good lying skills, because Rosestar seemed to buy it. However, she still looked
interested, which he knew was a bad thing.
Do you remember anything about ancient cats? she asked. Has anything strange
happened to you lately?
No, Matthew lied again. Oh no, not at all, he thought, I only died and managed to turn
into a cat. Thats not strange at all.
Well then you are obviously not the cat we were hoping for, said Rosestar. I
dont think the cats out there will like a loner in their Clan, so I have no choice but
to send you elsewhere.
To be honest, Ive actually been looking for a place called ThunderClan, said
Matthew slowly, choosing his words carefully. When I was travelling here,
someone told me that they would give me a place to stay for a few days. Rosestar
laughed.
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Yes, they will take you in, thats for sure. said Rosestar. Because you requested
it, I will send a patrol to escort you to the ThunderClan border. It is nearly dusk so
their patrol should be out soon. You will leave immediately. Matthew nodded and
followed Yellowstreak out of the den. Yellowstreak stopped and looked at
Blackpelt, telling her of Rosestars response.
Morningbreeze, Leopardspot, Cedarflame, Hawkpaw I shall join the patrol, she
announced. As Rosestar said, we must leave immediately. After the cats got
together, they left. Matthew kept his head low again, hoping that it would show the
other cats that he didnt want to fight, he just wanted to know more about these
Clans. Like what a deputy was, or how many cats lived around this lake.
It didnt take the patrol long to get there, and after dropping Matthew off at the
border, the WindClan patrol left. Matthew sighed in relief, but then turned toward
the forest. He smiled, letting the memories of his brother return. He remembered
playing in this forest with Alfie, chasing each other and playing tag while their
parents stayed and waited for them. Every time theyd come hed always spot a cat,
and now he knew why: he had been invading their territory.
Matthew stopped as he caught the scent of another cat. He tensed up and waited
for them to come. However, instead of it being a patrol like last time, it was a she-
cat that was only a little taller than him it seemed. She was a bluish grey she-cat
with jade-green eyes. He just wanted to tell her that he was supposed to be there, to
avoid a fight.
Who are you? she snapped, baring her long fangs.
Im just a loner, Matthew replied, his voice wavering a bit. My name is
Matthew. The she-cat relaxed a bit as he introduced himself, but she was still
looking cautious.
What are you doing in ThunderClan territory? she asked, her eyes searching him
as if he had weapons on him. Matthew sighed, wishing that these Clan cats werent
so hostile.
I dont know, he lied. I came here looking for a home but ended up being taken
into this WindClan place. They kicked me out and sent me here. So, uh, yeah. I
really dont know whats going on, or why youre so hostile towards me right now.
Confused, the she-cat relaxed entirely.
Robinpaw! someone yelled from further into the forest. What are you doing?
Its a rogue!
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Just like he had expected, there was the patrol, except this time there was only four
cats. Well five, including the grey she-cat hed been talking to, whose name was
Robinpaw.
Yelloweye, hes just a loner thats been dumped over here by WindClan,
Robinpaw explained. Hes not a threat.
What he says may not be true, Yelloweye pointed out. Robinpaw lowered her
head. Matthew kept quiet, letting the silence stay. Just as Matthew thought that it
was safe to speak, however, a reddish brown tabby with intense yellow eyes
attacked.
The tom lunged, leaving Matthew no time to dodge the attack. He was pinned
down quickly, and this time he couldnt move at all. The tom laughed aloud, with
his eyes narrowed tightly.
Not so tough now, are you, loner? the tom whispered to him. Matthew
screeched with anger, refusing to die again. Not to this idiot. Not now when he
was so close.
Matthew tried his best to think quickly, trying to find a way to attack. He knew
how to defend himself as a human, but as a cat he had no idea how to get this idiot
off himwhat he did before in WindClan was just instinct. Finally he decided on
something and hoped he wouldnt kill the cat. He lifted his head off the ground
with his teeth bared, hoping to catch onto the toms neck. Lucky for him, it did.
The tom screeched, and as Matthew let go, the tom got off him and backed away.
Sharpfang! Yelloweye growled at the tom who had attacked Matthew. This kit
is barely six moons old! You should not have attacked it!
Dont underestimate him! Sharpfang snapped. He could have killed me,
attacking like that!
And whose fault was that? Matthew hissed, his blue eyes narrowing. If you
hadnt attacked me, I wouldnt have needed to defend myself! Matthew sat up,
not even daring to stand yet. His body was already shaking, and he was trying his
best to keep back the memories that, once again, wanted to close in on him.
How dare you
Sharpfang, stop it right now or I will tell Jayflight and Ravenstar! Yelloweye
warned as he got in front of the angry tom.
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Youre just happy to see one of your loner friends, arent you, rogue! Sharpfang
hissed at Yelloweye. Finally able to see someone thats not Clan-born! As they
continued arguing, Robinpaw sat down beside Matthew and began to lick her
paws. Matthew mimicked her, assuming that it was normal cat behaviour.
Theyre always like this, she explained. Sharpfang has never really liked loners,
which is probably why he attacked you. Sorry about that. Are you okay? Matthew
nodded, trying to look as okay as he hoped he was. He stood up, still a little shaky,
but he could walk. Then Robinpaw gasped, looking straight at his scar. Why is it so
important to these cats? He wondered.
Whats that? she asked, her eyes wide. Yelloweye and Sharpfang had stopped
and walked over, as did the other two cats he had yet to meet.
Its just a scar, Matthew replied. Something I got a while ago.
Its star-shaped, though, a long-furred black she-cat pointed out. Doesnt that
mean something?
It doesnt always mean something, Thorntail, said a tortoiseshell she cat. But
sometimes it does.
I think we should take him into camp to see Ravenstar and Jayflight, Yelloweye
decided finally. Even if it doesnt mean anything, we can still offer him a home.
After how he fought today, Id say hes got potential.
Thats what they said when you came along, Sharpfang muttered. And look
how you turned out. Yelloweye gave a low growl before flicking his tail onward.
The other cats followed, like last time Matthew fell behind all of the cats,
Robinpaw beside him. At least now he was going into the right Clan, and hopefully
he was going to stay there. Maybe life here wasnt so bad, but he still didnt like it.
It was just too weird.


Chapter Two

Matthew walked with the patrol, his eyes scanning the environment around him.
Everything was so large, so big. In this point of view, he felt restricted yet free.
Matthews objection to becoming a cat was now out of his mind. Now all he could
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think about was how lucky he was to be able to see this while still being able to
compare it with his world, the one he grew up in. Matthew sighed, remembering
once again that this was a bad idea. He wasnt used to being a cat, and he shouldnt
have even lived.
With a little nudge from Robinpaw, Matthew slowed his pace and watched where
he was going. Nothing seemed different. Unlike WindClan territory where there
was actually an entrance, there seemed to be nothing here at all. Where was their
camp?
Matthew then found out. As the patrol gathered around a particular bush which
was hidden from view by Sharpfang, Matthew just stood and stared. Bramble
thickets surrounded the entrance everywhere except for one part, which they
walked into. After walking down a slope that was a bit steep, they walked into a
camp that seemed to also be filled with cats. Matthew scrunched up his face as his
nose picked up a dozen strange scents. Sharpfang stared him down, but he just
looked away.
Like last time when he entered WindClan camp, they all seemed to notice him.
Matthew ignored the glares and hisses and continued on, hoping that none of them
would catch the star-shaped scar on his shoulder. He hated being thought of as
royalty, or at least being different. He wasnt different, in a matter of speaking. He
was just a cat, besides the fact that he used to be human. He just had an irregular
scar.
Who is this?
Matthew looked up to find a large black tom with one brown ear. The cat towered
over Matthew, making him take a step back. Cursing at the fact that he was smaller
than anyone there, he made himself look taller. The worst thing he could do right
now was look afraid. At least he was good at something.
Hes a loner. We found him on our patrol, Yelloweye explained. WindClan
found him first and then threw him out beyond our border. Sharpfang scoffed
They probably thought that we would take him, considering all the other loners
and rogues weve taken in. hissed Sharpfang. I hope we just leave this one to
ShadowClan. We dont need any other soft mouths to feed around here. We need
strong, Clan born warriors. Yelloweye gave a low growl, but the black tom just
narrowed his eyes.
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I understand, Sharpfang, the black tom said reasonably. But it is up to

Ravenstar. Matthew sighed with relief, but Sharpfang wasnt as happy. He just
walked away, and that was a good thing, Matthew hoped.
Come, kit, said the black tom, after a moment of silence. Ravenstar is waiting.
We shall decide whether you are worthy or not to become an apprentice of
ThunderClan. Matthew nodded and then followed the black tom, knowing now
that he must be deputy. So, Matthew figured his name was Jayflight, since
Yelloweye and Sharpfang talked about him that way. All he could do was guess at
the moment, so he did.
After making the short but hard trip up the ledge, Jayflight led him into a large den
that Matthew knew was the Leaders den. Why wouldnt it be? It was the highest
den, not to mention the largest, and the safest. Matthew shivered as he walked into
it, finding it actually really cold.
Jayflight? Who is this?
Matthew looked up to see a large dark grey tom with lightning blue eyes exactly
like his own. The tom seemed young, yet he was a Leader and he looked curious.
His fur was longer than the average cat, but it was groomed so that it looked glossy
in the light given.
Matthew blinked, hoping his eyes would adjust to the dim light, but he wasnt
inside the den anymore. He was insteadwell he didnt know where he was. It was
darkness; pure, black darkness. A few seconds passed and several catsfive,
exactlystood in front of him, all the same cat. It was Ravenstar, yet there was
several of them. What on earth was happening?
The martyr, the pariah, the shadow. . . .The martyr, the pariah, the shadow . . . the unloved, the
unprotected, the unwanted . . . the unloved, the unprotected, the unwanted. . . The cats all
chanted together, their lightning blue eyes narrowed tightly. In a few seconds he
gasped and tried to grip his claws into the stone beneath him.
Wait! He was sitting on stone!
Matthew sighed in relief as he realised he was back in the den, sitting right beside
Jayflight, who looked really confused at the moment. In front of him, Ravenstar
blinked his eyes several times before looking at Matthew. Ravenstar then circled
him, searching with for something that Matthew hoped he wouldnt find.
Ravenstar, unfortunately, was good at finding things and found Matthews scar
quite quickly. While staring at it, Ravenstars eyes showed nothing but shock and
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surprise. Had Ravenstar seen him in that darkness? Had he known something that
Matthew didnt?
It cant be... Ravenstar murmured, low enough for only Matthew to hear.
Ravenstar looked up to Jayflight.
Where was he found? the dark furred leader demanded. Is he a rogue? Loner?
Kittypet?
He was found near the WindClan border, said to have been caught on WindClan
territory and then thrown out by Rosestar. Jayflight explained. Hes a loner, so
Yelloweye tells me, though Sharpfang said he was as well and Sharpfang never lies
if it is about blood. Ravenstar nodded in response.
Where did you get this scar? Ravenstar asked Matthew.
Matthew sighed and shook his head before saying, I dont remember, it was long
ago when I got it.
Anythings good, I just need an answer, said Ravenstar. Tell me anything you
remember.
I told you, I dont remember. I
Anythings an answer. Ravenstar said, interrupting Matthew. Well, he could say
some things without telling Ravenstar that he was human and that he was sent here
by StarClan. Besides, Matthew was going to have to come up with a story anyway,
so why not make it now? Thinking quickly, he responded.
I remember fighting, yelling, and blood but thats it. Everything else seemed to
slip from my mind due to the intense pain I was feeling. I cant even remember
who my family is, if theyre even alive. Ravenstar seemed to buy it, and that was
really all that mattered. Ravenstar sat, looking at Matthews scar.
Is there something wrong, Ravenstar? Jayflight asked, looking worried.
Ravenstar sighed, but shook his head. Finally taking his eyes off the scar, Ravenstar
looked up to his deputy and nodded.
He should stay. Ravenstar decided. He doesnt have a family of his own, and I
dont think he would last more than a day out there in the world as young and
small as he is.
Jayflight nodded, but then paused. I do not question your wisdom and kindness,
Ravenstar, Jayflight started. However, if WindClan has seen this cat and sent it
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across our border, they will no doubt think that we will take him in. They will call
us the names they did back then. Are you okay with this?
Ravenstar nodded in response. WindClan may say what they will, but none of it is
going to matter. said Ravenstar smiling. Not when this kit grows up to be a
fierce warrior that will be more loyal than any of their cats combined. There is
hope in this kit, Jayflight. I can feel it. Jayflight nodded, and then left the den,
leaving Ravenstar and him alone.
You are going to ask about what you saw, arent you, young one? Ravenstar
asked then, a certain kindness in his eyes. I wouldnt blame you if you dontits
natural.
There are several things Id like to ask about what just happened, but Im too
afraid to ask, Matthew explained truthfully. So, until Ive found the bravery to
ask, I will leave it. There is one question Id like you to answer, though,
Go on, Ravenstar said.
Why were there five of you? Matthew asked, but Ravenstar continued smiling.
They are the lives that I have lost, young one, Ravenstar explained. Five out of
the nine that I was given from StarClan when I received the title of leader. You will
learn more of that later, I am sure, but first we must give you your apprentice
name.
So you only have four left? Matthew asked. Lives, I mean. Ravenstar nodded,
curiosity yet caution in his eyes.
Yes, I have four left.
But why have them, then? Matthew asked. Why live when it would be so much
easier to die and get it over with? Why live when, if you go back, other peopcats,
I mean, would demand more of you? Ravenstar, looking very confused, tilted his
head.
I wasnt just given the nine lives because I became leader, said Ravenstar softly.
I was given them to protect my Clan, to let them demand everything from me.
Youll learn more of this when you train as an apprentice, young one. Just wait.
With another smile, Ravenstar left his den and walked out onto the ledge.
As Matthew followed, he tried to make sense of what Ravenstar had just said.
Protect his Clan? But how could Ravenstar protect them if he failed and died? Why
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would Ravenstar want to live with that, and let everyone remember that? It just
wasnt right. Matthew was now starting to grow uncertain about this whole Clan
thing and wondered if it would do more harm than good.
Let all the cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Highrock
for a Clan meeting. said Ravenstar.
Matthew watched as the cats gathered from several dens from around the camp.
From blacks to whites and tabbies to tortoiseshells, every cat from the Clan came
together beneath the Highrock.
Im sure some of you know already, but for those who dont I will explain,
Ravenstar started. He continued by flicking a tail to Matthew, who was so nervous
that his face felt like it was on fire. He hated being stared at, and right now, several
were glaring, smiling and hissing at him.
This kit is a loner, as I am sure you have figured out due to his scent. He has no
memories of his family, no memories of his life aside from that after he got this
scar. Reluctantly, Matthew showed his scar. Most of them gasped and whispered
some things that Matthew would rather not have heard.
Its a star! said one cat. Its a sign from StarClan!
But what if its a bad sign? asked another cat. What if their telling us not to
accept any more non-Clan-born cats?
Its almost perfect!
Who is he?
Did he come from StarClan?
Is he safe? My kits will not be harmed!
Silence! Ravenstar ordered, though his smile was kind. This kit has no family,
and cannot survive in the wild without one. We will take him in, no matter where
he comes from. The scar may or may not be a sign from StarClan, but either way it
does not matter. We must remember our ancestor, Firestar, and the fact that he
was a kittypet originally, and yet lived to be the best leader StarClan has ever
known. He lives in our blood to remind us that not only Clan-born cats can
become warriors. This kit can become one as well. Ravenstar then turned to look
at Matthew, surprising him a bit.
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Young kit, do you accept my offer? Do you wish to learn the ways of our Clan,
the ways of our ancestors, and learn the ways of the Warrior Code? Do you wish to
live everyday with your loyalty placed in this Clan, and love placed to everyone
around you?
Matthew, face burning harder, nodded. I do,
Then from this day, until you receive your warrior name, you will be known as
Rainpaw for your fur, but also for your determination. When fire threatens our
forest, rain will fall high from the sky and extinguish even the worst flames. Your
mentor will be Thorntail. I hope that she can teach you of the Clan and help you
learn the ways of your new home. Ravenstar then looked up to his Clan.
Thorntail, please step forward. Ravenstar ordered. The pretty long-haired she-cat
then stepped up, her amber eyes looking up to Rainpaw with pride. Thorntail, you
are ready to take on an apprentice. You have received excellent training from
Yelloweye, and you have shown yourself to be adventurous and loyal. You will
mentor Rainpaw, and I have no doubt that you will pass on all of your knowledge
down to him and teach him the ways of our Clan. Rainpaw ducked his head in
respect for Ravenstar, and then clumsily walked down the Highrock. After making
it to Thorntail, she touched noses with him and smiled kindly again.
Rainpaw! Rainpaw! Rainpaw! The Clan chanted.
Thorntail laughed but then called someone over. Robinpaw then appeared, looking
at Thorntail with confusion.
Are you doing anything with Grassfur today? Thorntail asked Robinpaw.
Robinpaw shook her head, her pretty pale green eyes glittering. Something about
that jade colour made him a little nervous around Robinpaw. Just so . . . pretty.
No, no, no, definitely not! StarClan or whoever those cats were wanted me to do something here,
and so I will do it and die so that my life can finally be over. I will not fall in love!
Could you show Rainpaw around? Hell want to know the names of his den
mates, and hell need to know the names of his elders. Ive got a hunting patrol I
need to go to, otherwise Id do it as his mentor. Would you be willing? Thorntail
said hopefully.
Robinpaw shrugged. Sure, she said. Its not like Ive got anything better to do.
Thorntail nodded and left with some other cats that Rainpaw would know later.
Robinpaw then looked to him and smiled. Are you coming, Rainpaw? Robinpaw
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said before walking off. Rainpaw followed, trying hard to ignore the many eyes on
him at the moment.
Well Im sure youve seen the Leaders den up there on the Highrock, said
Robinpaw. Its were all of the ThunderClan Leaders have slept, sometimes even
with their mates. Ravenstar doesnt have a mate, but thats only because he acts too
much like a kit around us she-cats. Youd think a leader would have more
confidence with those nine lives behind him.
So does every cat get their nine lives when their ready to become leader? asked
Rainpaw. Or does the cat who gives them out choose if they are worthy or not?
Robinpaw shrugged at this question.
Beats me, Im barely an apprentice myself, Robinpaw explained. In some of the
stories told to me and my sister as kits it was told that Nightstarnot the current
Nightstar, but a former one of ShadowClan, was not given his nine lives and
died of Greencough. He never told his Clan, so when he died of Greencough it
scared everyone because they thought it had taken all his lives at once.
ShadowClan? How many Clans are surrounding this lake? Rainpaw asked.
Robinpaw giggled a little at this.
Only four: ShadowClan, WindClan, RiverClan and us, ThunderClan. Robinpaw
explained. Although some cats have heard of Tribes and other Clans from far
away.
Rainpaws eyes widened. There was probably around, at least, twenty-five cats in
each Clan? So that would equal one-hundred cats around this whole forest. Who
knew?
Okay, come on, I only have so much time before I have to train with my
mentor. said Robinpaw, moving forward. They came to a very dark den, making
Rainpaw shiver.
This is the medicine cats den, Robinpaw explained. Its where our medicine
cat, Snowdrift, stays. Its also where all his herbs are. If you ever get a cold or a
serious wound, youll end up there. Snowdrift may be grumpy, but hes one of the
best medicine cats ThunderClan has ever had. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes with
confusion.
So he helps everyone? asked Rainpaw. But what about himself?
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Its against the Warrior Code to harm a medicine cat, Rainpaw, Robinpaw
explained. Snowdrift should never have to heal himself unless he gets sick or
something. He should be getting an apprentice soon, though, so were alright.
Robinpaw then led him toward another den, this one slightly larger than the
medicine den. Over ten cats could probably fit in there.
This is the Warriors den, Robinpaw explained. Besides us apprentices and the
younger kits, everyone sleeps there. Jayflight, the deputy, even gets to sleep there.
The deputy is second in command, isnt he? asked Rainpaw.
Yes, Robinpaw explained. He is in line for Ravenstars position, if Ravenstar
dies. However, if Jayflight dies, then Ravenstar will appoint a new deputy by that
moonhigh. If not, the cat Ravenstar will choose will be considered a bad omen.
Firestar, the kittypet Ravenstar was talking about during your ceremony, was
chosen as deputy after moonhigh. He was also really young, so no one knew how
he was going to cope. He actually did well, and so he was leader. A really good one,
too. Robinpaw then led him toward a smaller den with about five nests in it.
This is our den, the apprentices den, Robinpaw explained. Weve already made
a nest for you over there. Oh! And speaking of apprentices, we should probably
go see the others. Lets see . . . there is Shadowpaw and Amberpaw; lets go talk to
them. As Robinpaw led him over to the two she-cats, Rainpaw couldnt help to
wonder how many apprentices there were. Hopefully not many, because Robinpaw
made it out that he had to remember them all, and that didnt seem likely.
Hey guys, Robinpaw greeted. Thorntail told me to show Rainpaw around and
meet the other cats. So, did you catch anything on your patrol this morning,
Amberpaw? the blue-grey she-cat with sharp amber eyes shrugged.
Just a mouse, said Amberpaw. Shadowpaw, here, caught more. The light
ginger she-cat next to Amberpaw sat proudly.
I caught a squirrel and two mice! said Shadowpaw happily. Snowclaw was so
proud of me!
Well thats a new one, said Robinpaw. Snowclaws nearly never happy with you.
That is, unless you do something absolutely outstanding.
Shes nice once you get to know her, Rainpaw, said Shadowpaw with a wink.
Im still jealous of you, though. Thorntail is going to train you up good! Rainpaw
smiled and the others laughed.
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Well, we better go, said Robinpaw. Weve still got the nursery and the Elders
den to take care of. Shadowpaw and Amberpaw nodded in response and then
they left.
When they got to the next den, Rainpaw could already tell what it was. He heard
kittens suckling from their mothers stomach already, and he could smell it as well.
This is the nursery, said Robinpaw. Its where the Queens that are expecting
kits and the Queens that have already had their kits stay until their kits are six
moons old and ready to be apprentices. Robinpaw led her inside, and Rainpaw
felt the warmth as soon as he walked in. There was a black she-cat and a grey she-
cat, both had kits beside them. The grey she-cats kits seemed to be older, much
older.
The grey she-cat is Softstreak, Tigerpelts mate, said Robinpaw. The two kits
are Sweetkit and Frostkit. The black she-cat is Ivyclaw, Ravenstars sister. Shes
stubborn, but I guess Yelloweye can control her. I mean, hes her mate after all.
Lionkit and Bluekit are mischievous little guys, and its only been a few days since
theyve opened their eyes! Rainpaw smiled, but then suddenly, the calico kit ran
up to him, her bright blue eyes shining up at him.
Youre Rainpaw, huh? asked the kit. Im Sweetkit, and in a moon Ill be an
apprentice, just like you! I felt a little sad when I heard that you didnt have a
family, so now Im going to count you as my brother!
Hey! said the other kit, probably Frostkit. What about me?
Youre still my brother, mouse-brain, said Sweetkit. Rainpaw here is just my
other one! Rainpaw laughed, then, as Sweetkit licked his cheek and ran off to go
play with her brother.
Sweetkit is always like that, said Robinpaw, shaking her head. Sorry if she
brought up some memories. Rainpaw smiled and shook his head.
No, she was fine, said Rainpaw. I thought it was cute. Rainpaw watched the
kit for a little bit before walking out of the den. She called him family, she called
him her brother. For that, he would protect her. For that, he would make sure this
kit would live to be a warrior. But is that really what StarClan wanted?
*
The martyr, the pariah, the shadow. . . .The martyr, the pariah, the shadow . . . the unloved, the
unprotected, the unwanted . . . the unloved, the unprotected, the unwanted. . .
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Rainpaw looked around through the complete and utter darkness. Voices were
coming from everywhere, and Rainpaw was becoming afraid.
You left me . . . you failed . . . I hate you . . .
Alfie? Rainpaw looked around. That voice was definitely Alfies, but where was he?
Why did he say that?
You failed to protect . . . you shouldve died . . . you left me. . .
Alfie! Rainpaw yelled. Where are you?
Mum is gone . . . dad is going insane . . . you are dead . . . and I am alone . . . you left me . . .
Daniel? asked Rainpaw. Daniel!
Learn to love . . . learn to be protected . . . learn to have loyalty . . . learn to trust
Daniel! Alfie! Where are you? Rainpaw searched around him and then began to
run.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
You failed to protect me!
Be loyal!
You left me alone!
You killed me!
No! Rainpaw screamed. No! No! No! No! No!
Its all your fault!
Scenes of the past seemed to engulf him. Alfies blue eyes looking at him with a
kind smile on his face. Alfie playing in the forest, laughing along with Matthew.
Alfie chasing him, always catching him and winning the tag game instantly. Alfie
and his new toys that he got for Christmas. Alfie looking at baby Daniel. Then
came the bad scenes.
Alfie being held down by something, screaming for help. Alfie, beaten and broken,
whispering for help. Alfie, a gun shot, and then nothing. Blankness. Matthew
screaming with pain and fury and heart-break.
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Daniel suddenly appeared. Daniel running through the backyard. Daniel eating his
eighth birthday cake. Daniel, playing baseball. Daniel, smiling at him just as Alfie
did. Then Daniel seemed worried. Then Daniel seemed sad. Then Daniel seemed
mad.
Its all your fault!
No! Rainpaw screamed.
Then suddenly he woke up, opening his eyes to the apprentices den. Rainpaw
noticed he was breathing loudly and quickly so he slowed himself down, telling
himself that it was only a dream. A dream of his life, a dream of what hed done.
Rainpaw closed his eyes but then stood up and opened them. He needed to be
alone, someplace where he wouldnt bother anybody. After exiting the apprentices
den, Rainpaw walked over to the centre of the camp and sat down. Nobody
seemed to be up, and he wouldnt dare leave camp, so this was the quietest place,
he figured.
StarClan wanted me to learn how to love, how to trust. I cant. This life is only leading me to
believe that it was my fault. I dont want to live remembering that it was my fault. Cant I just
die and get it over with?
Having trouble sleeping? Rainpaw flinched, but then realized it was only another
apprentice. It was one that hed actually never met before, but he didnt ask his
name. Rainpaws mind was clouded with more important things. Rainpaw just
nodded in response.
I never seem to sleep well at all, said the ginger tom then. But then again, I
never seem to do anything, anyways, which means I never get tired. I cant train
because Yelloweye is too busyyou know, with his kits and all.
Im just having dreams thatwell, I dont know, said Rainpaw. Theyre just
bringing up too many memories, I guess. Flamepaw nodded.
It sounds normal, said Flamepaw. Youre not the only one either. Yelloweye, I
was told from my mother, didnt sleep well either, until he was a warrior. Thats
probably because of what happened to his family. Rainpaw, now interested, tilted
his head.
What happened? asked Rainpaw.
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Well from what Ive heard, they were killed by WindClan, Flamepaw explained.
You see, WindClan havent really been, well, kind to us these past few seasons.
Ever since I can remember, theyve all been hostile toward us because we take in
outsiders. So, when they found Yelloweyes family on their territory, they killed
them. Yelloweye was able to run and get out, and thats where Dawnpelt found
him. Ever since then, Dawnpelt has basically been his mother. Oh and boy did he
need one! After seeing death like that, no one is ever the same. Especially if you see
it young. Ive never seen it, and my mother says that thats a good thing. Rainpaw
laughed a bit and then looked at his paws.
Maybe thats my problem. . . Rainpaw muttered. Flamepaw then tilted his head.
Youve seen death? asked Flamepaw curiously. Rainpaw nodded, his head
pounding and tears trying to burst through the barrier he still had in his mind.
My own brother was killed in front of me I think, Rainpaw replied. I can
remember the screams from him, the screams for help. II dont know why, or
how he died. I remember being held down by myself but nothing else. I dont
know what was attacking us, I just know that it was my
Fault? Flamepaw asked. Rainpaw nodded slowly, making Flamepaw smiled and
nearly laughed. Rainpaw, it wasnt your fault and Im sure of that. If you were
unable to move and your brother was as well, than there was nothing you could
have done differently. Besides, maybe there was a reason that he died. My mother
used to say that everything happens for a reasonStarClan always makes sure its
for a reason. Rainpaw sighed. He wanted to believe Flamepawhe really did
but he couldnt. StarClan wasnt doing anything for him. They were just sentencing
him to a miserable life in a place he hadnt even know existed until yesterday. This
life wasnt a gift from StarClan. It was a curse from whatever these cats called the
underworld.

Is that the best you can do, Rainpaw? asked Shadowpaw from in front of him.
Youre worse than Sweetkit! She then lunged forward, a smile on her face.
Rainpaw laughed as he dodged, his sides moving fast. Hed never had this much
training at all in his entire life! Well, at least his human life.
It had been two days since the nightmare and even though Rainpaw continued
having the same dream, hed moved on. There were more things to worry about,
like if he was on the dawn patrol or if Shadowpaw was going to use her super small
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paws to send a surprise attack on him at any moment. Life had been too busy for
him to think about anything but training, so his life had finally settled in.
Shadowpaw then rushed forward, her claws sheathed. Most of the Clan had
gathered to watch, mostly because none of them had seen Rainpaw fight. Thorntail
had taken him battle training the day before, so he knew at least some moves.
Rainpaw dodged her move again and then this time got behind her. As quick as a
snakeor an adder, as these cats called itRainpaw leaped onto Shadowpaw and
landed square with his fore paws on her shoulders and his hind paws on her hips.
Shadowpaw rushed forward then, surprised. Rainpaw then jumped off, watching
Shadowpaw closely. She moved, he dodged, and then he slid his paw into her leg,
unbalancing her. She fell and he pinned her down. That was easier than I thought it was
going to be, Rainpaw thought. Maybe Shadowpaws having a bad day.
Can you admit that was a good fight? Rainpaw asked. Because if not then I
dont know whatll make you happy. Shadowpaw rolled her eyes before pushing
him off, a small look of nervousness on her fact.
Rainpaw held his head high, proud that hed been able to do that. Amberpaw
surprised him once every day all in different times and different places. Today hed
finally won.
Dont get so proud of yourself, kit, said a very cold voice. If that were a real
fight youd be a dead kitty. The Clan then looked to the cat who had spoken, and
Rainpaw was not surprised to find out that it was Sharpfang. The brown tabby tom
then walked forward, his amber eyes looking straight at Rainpaw.
I bet you dont even know half of the moves that any normal apprentice would
know, Sharpfang said, his voice cocky and bold. I mean, youre only a loner
thats half the size of a real six moon old kit. Id bet that youre lying about your
age.
Oh, be quiet, said Shadowpaw then. The fight was just a bit of training, thats
all.
Yeah, and he failed in my point of view, Sharpfang hissed to Shadowpaw. His
moves did not flow together and then that one at the end was so predictable. Hes
also too small to have pulled off any of that jumping on any normal warrior.
Rainpaw growled lowly, making Sharpfang raise his eyebrows. Think you can
fight me, do you? said Sharpfang, interested. Then go ahead and try.
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Sharpfang then crouched low to the ground, his tail lashing and his yellow eyes just
asking for a fight. His teeth were bared and his claws were moving in and out of
sheathed form. Rainpaw just sat, trying to decide what to do.
Sharpfang! called Yelloweye then. Dont you dare! Hes just a kit!
Yeah, he was just trying to play with me! Shadowpaw said then, probably aware
that Sharpfang was a very good warrior and would be very hard to fight. Rainpaw
knew this as well, but if Sharpfang wouldnt shut up unless they fought, then so be
it. It would be nice if he won, but Rainpaw doubted that he would.
Oh be quiet! hissed Sharpfang. Its not like you did him any good. Rainpaw
narrowed his eyes as he noticed that Shadowpaw was offended by this. Most of the
Clan was now watching him, probably hoping that hed accept the challenge. Hey,
Shadowpaw, said Rainpaw as he crouched low to the ground, copying Sharpfangs
position. Make sure Snowdrift is ready for me; I probably wont get out of this
unscathed. Rainpaw then waited for Sharpfang to make the first move because he
didnt want to look like the idiot when he lunged right into Sharpfang.
Excellent, was the only warning that Rainpaw got before Sharpfang attacked.
Rainpaw hadnt even realized what had happened. All he knew was that he was
going to get humiliated before the fight had even begun. Rainpaw dodged and
dodged and dodged, but he was growing tired. He wasnt used to this much
movement and he could feel his body giving out and getting tangled. Rainpaw then
jumped forward, thinking that Sharpfang was there, but it was only his trap.
Sharpfang unbalanced him and then pinned him down, leaving him breathing
rapidly for some breath. Sharpfang laughed as he breathed hard, hardly looking
tired himself.
I told you that you didnt belong here, but you never believed me, said
Sharpfang. Ravenstar made a bad mistake, taking you in. WindClan should have
finished you off when they had the chance. Sharpfang then leaned closer to him,
his mouth dangerously close to Rainpaws ear.
Ill just have to finish you myself. Rainpaws eyes widened as he tried to get out
of Sharpfangs grip.
Rainpaw then reached up and grabbed onto Sharpfangs neck, making him yowl in
pain. Rainpaw took that moment to break free, his heart pounding with adrenaline
and fear. He was too slow, however, making him wish that his legs were longer.
Sharpfang lunged and jumped in front of him, an evil little grin on his face. Then,
with unsheathed claws, Sharpfang slashed across Rainpaws chest.
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Rainpaw screeched in pain and fear, hoping quietly that someone would help him.
He heard a laugh from Sharpfang then, making him take a step back. Then before
he knew it, fangs had entered his skin right into his shoulder. The shoulder with
the scar on it.
Rainpaws nightmare then began to replay itself in his mind, making him yowl in
physical and mental pain. He could hear the yells of someone in the crowd, but
then the hiss of someone who wanted them to stop.
The nightmare then took him away.
Matthew, help me!
Im sorry, Matthew!
Matthew, dont leave me!
Matthew, wait!
Rainpaw! Im going to call you my brother from now on. I hope Ill be as good as your brothers
were!
Sweetkit? What was she doing in his nightmare? What was she trying to do,
convince him that he needed to protect the cats in this world now that he was
unable to in the other world? Right now, he was too busy trying not to die in
Sharpfangs grip. Otherwise he couldnt protect her at all and then hed fail again.
Then Rainpaws mind changed.
Protect. Protect. Protect.
Rainpaw stood up. Sharpfang, surprised, looked at him and froze with shock.
Sharpfang is the enemy. Kill him.
Thats impossible! Sharpfang exclaimed as he got back into a fight position.
You should be out! That move was supposed to knock you out!
Well, it obviously didnt, Rainpaw muttered, his eyes narrowed at Sharpfang. It
actually woke me up. Ready to see a real fight? Rainpaws voice had changed.
This had happened to him before, but it was never this bad. Usually he just
punched whoever was insulting or threatening him or Daniel. Right now, his voice
was like thunder and his eyes felt like they were on fire for whatever reason.
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As Sharpfang took a step back, Rainpaw lunged with his claws unsheathed.
Sharpfang dodged easily, but that was what Rainpaw wanted. He slid his paw into
Sharpfangs leg and hoped to unbalance him. Sharpfang didnt fall like Rainpaw
had hoped. Instead, Sharpfang just stumbled and leaped away from Rainpaw.
Sharpfang seemed to be happier about the fact that Rainpaw was like this now, but
he still seemed a little more afraid. Sharpfang attacked then, his claws ready to rip
through him. Rainpaw gave a small smile before running underneath Sharpfang
and surprising him. Rainpaw then turned and jumped onto Sharpfang, biting down
on the toms shoulder. Sharpfang yowled, but then rolled over, nearly crushing
Rainpaw under the weight.
Rainpaw held on, also forcing the tom to roll over. They rolled for a few more
minutes before Rainpaw stopped, pinning Sharpfang down finally. Rainpaw then
watched him as his mind tried hard to fight what he really wanted to do.
Kill him!
No, I cant! I cant do that, this cat hasnt done anything but make me furious. I cant kill him.
You want to.
No, I cant!
Kill him!
Well . . . maybe I can. . .
Then do it: kill him!
I mean, nobody likes him, right?
So, kill him!
Just one cat wont hurt my reputation. . .
Kill him
Rainpaw?
Robinpaw? Whats she doing?
Rainpaw? Are you okay?
Robinpaw should know Im fine. I mean, she can see me right?
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Rainpaw! What are you doing?

Im doing what the Warrior code tells me to do, Robinpaw. Protecting you and the others. Isnt it
obvious?
Rainpaw! Stop!
What? Why? Im doing a good thing arent I?
Rainpaw!
Then he felt like he was being pulled off of the enemy. He felt like someone was
taking him off of his prey. He didnt go with them. He wanted to kill.
Robinpaw! Stop! Let me do this! Let me kill him!
Rainpaw, stop! Whats happened to you? Why are your eyes so much darker than
before?
My eyes are darker? Really? But why? Why doesnt this make sense? I need to kill him,
Robinpaw! Before he hurts you!
Rainpaw! Get off of him! He did nothing wrong!
No! He did do something wrong! He nearly killed me, and hell go after you next! Robinpaw?
Robinpaw what are you doing? That hurts! That really hurts! Stop! Robinpaw, stop! Robinpaw
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Chapter Three

Rainpaw barely knew what happened after he fell into darkness. He remembered
slightly that hed woken just long enough to see Robinpaw sitting by him, looking
worried and guilty. It faded, but then he awoke again. This time he could hear
Snowdrift and Ravenstar talking, although it wasnt really clear. StarClan was said
a lot, alone with The Prophecy cat.
Rainpaw also continued to have nightmares, but this time they were different.
According to his dreams, he was a killer, a murderer. He kept visioning himself
with dark blue eyes and unsheathed claws. It made him shiver every time. What
was he thinking? Why was he thinking it? He never wanted to kill like that; hed
always want to leave it to someone else unless they were hurting the one person he
wanted to keep safe. He didnt have that person anymore, so why did he want to
kill?
You are changing, young one, answered a familiar voice. You have nearly
learned what it is to be loyal. Rainpaw looked up from the stupid, annoying
darkness that kept returning. Cheetahfur, the first cat hed ever seen before hed
been turned into a cat, was standing in front of him, a smile on her face.
Cheetahfur! said Rainpaw happily. After being alone in darkness for what
seemed like hours, he was lonely. Any person or cat was okay at the moment.
Hello, said Cheetahfur, purring with amusement. Did you figure it out?
Rainpaw tilted his head.
Figure what out? Rainpaw asked. Ive been stuck in here, so of course I didnt.
What do you mean? asked Cheetahfur. This is your mind; it is the best place to
figure things out. She then looked around, making a very strange face. Though I
can see why you dont think in here. Its way too gloomy. Rainpaw, however, was
thinking of other things.
This . . . this is my mind? asked Rainpaw, eyes widened with shock. Cheetahfur
looked at him and then nodded with a kind smile on her face.
StarClan has given you the ability to hide in your head when you feel too many
emotions, Cheetahfur explained. So, whenever you feel like you need to sort out
your mind, you can retreat here.
But what about the cats around me? asked Rainpaw. Will I just disappear?
Cheetahfur shook her head.
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No, she said. Youll only fall asleep. Rainpaw smiled widely in wonder, his eyes
searching his mind. Nothing was there, but for some reason, he felt safer. He felt
like he was in a comfortable place where he could hide, a place he could go to
whenever he wanted. He felt like he was home.
Why is it so dark? asked Rainpaw curiously. Why is it covered in shadows and
full of darkness?
This is your mind, young one, Cheetahfur replied. Your mind is full of the
things you love and cherish. Its full of what you put your trust and loyalty to. Its
full of what you protect, your goals, and your failures.
So Ive got nothing? asked Rainpaw. I dont have anyone that I love or cherish?
I dont have anyone that I have put my trust and loyalty into, no one to protect? I
dont have any goals or any failures? Cheetahfur shook her head again, making
Rainpaw sigh with frustration.
Oh you have failures, but you arent looking for them. Cheetahfur explained.
The bad things, such as failures, stay away as long as you dont call for them.
Sometimes you do accidentally, but thats not the point. You have no happiness in
your life, you never did. All you cared about was your Twoleg brother. As I said
before, however, you are learning the meaning of loyalty.
What do you mean? asked Rainpaw, curiously.
Cheetahfur laughed a bit, and then stood. Follow me and you shall see what I
mean. She then took off, making Rainpaw dart forward to try and catch up. Why,
oh why, did cats have to be so fast?
Following Cheetahfur through the darkness just made Rainpaw depressed.
Nothing was there. It was all just a foggy shadowy looking place, and to think that
it was his mind.
A bright light caught his attention, making him slow down and look in front of
him. It looked almost like ThunderClans forest, but different somehow. It was
night timethere were starsyet everything seemed light. As he walked a little
further, he could barely believe his eyes.
Robinpaw was the first thing he saw. She was laughing with Shadowpaw, her jade
green eyes glittering beneath the stars. Shadowpaw just continued smiling, her
sweet amber eyes like daisies in the spring. More cats were there, but they were
blurred. Everything was, Rainpaw noticed as he took a closer look, even Robinpaw
and Shadowpaw, just not as much as the others.
Why is everything blurred? asked Rainpaw curiously.
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You arent completely loyal to them, Cheetahfur explained. Until you are, this
will always be a blur. The reason Robinpaw and Shadowpaw are clearer is because
you are more loyal to those two cats individually. It will take you some time to
learn the true meaning of loyalty, but you are heading in the right direction.
So youre saying that Im becoming more and more loyal to my Clan? asked
Rainpaw.
Yes, Cheetahfur replied. But remember, to live with the Clans, you have to be
loyal to all of the Clans. Rainpaw tilted his head, confused. The Warrior Code said
to be loyal to his Clan, not all of them. What was she talking about? Before he got
to ask, however, she disappeared.
Then the view changed. He was no longer looking at Robinpaw and Shadowpaw in
the forest, he was waking up. His eyes flickered open; his vision still blurred, and
then he sat up. Scents of herbs filled his nose, letting him know that he was in the
medicine cat den. His shoulder hurt, but hed known that would happen, and his
head was sore enough to call it a migraine.
Finally awake? asked a familiar voice. Rainpaw laughed a bit.
Yeah but I wish I werent, Rainpaw muttered. My shoulders killing me.
Rainpaw then looked up to see Robinpaw looking at him with her pale green eyes.
Her expression made him duck his head. She was angry, he could tell, but also
afraid.
Sorry about that, said Robinpaw then, her expression changing. She looked
guilty, but why? I didnt mean to hurt you like that. Rainpaw lifted his head
higher and tilted it. He knew shed knocked him out, but that was no reason to be
guilty.
What do you mean? asked Rainpaw. You didnt do anything at all. It was my
fault I got into that situation and it was my fault that I didnt listen to you the first
several times you warned me.
You were actually listening? Robinpaw asked. I thought you were just ignoring
me.
Id never do that, said Rainpaw, thinking it was obvious. I wasnt me when I
was fighting Sharpfang, Robinpaw. IwellI dont know. . . Rainpaw trailed off,
unable to say anything without blowing the whole Im really a dead Human
secret. He knew what to say then.
Do you remember when you told me that my eyes had grown darker? asked
Rainpaw. As Robinpaw nodded he sighed in relief. He didnt have to bring up the
thought just yet. Well, I think that was a sign for you and the others; a warning of
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some sort. I wasnt thinking clearly. As you saw, all I wanted to do was kill. Thats
not how I thinkI swear on StarClans name! I dont know what happened
maybe Sharpfang did something. I mean, he did bite my scar and all
Rainpaw, Robinpaw interrupted. I get it, youre not like that monster, before.
Besides, the whole Clan knows that its because Sharpfang bit your scar that you
acted like that. Rainpaws eyes narrowed in confusion.
What do you mean? asked Rainpaw. How do they know?
You know how your scar is regularly black? asked Robinpaw. Rainpaw nodded,
still not believing this. It wasnt when you acted like you were about to kill
Sharpfang. It waswellyellow. It was glowing. No one knew what was
happening, and it turns out that I was the only one brave enough to stop you.
Rainpaw shrugged.
You were probably the only one that could. Rainpaw muttered, looking at his
paws again. I was so lost into my mind. . .
Good thing I did, otherwise we would have exiled you already, Robinpaw said
then. Everyone thinks that youre a bad omen now. Ravenstar and Yelloweye are
doing their best to convince them their wrong, but its not easy. Rainpaw sighed
when he heard this, trying hard not to give up on this life and let them exile him.
This was just too complicating, even for him.
Did Snowdrift say I have to stay in? asked Rainpaw. I wouldnt blame him if I
had to.
Oh no, he said youre completely okay, said Robinpaw. Hes had three solid
days to work on you, Rainpaw. Rainpaws eyes widened.
Threethree days? said Rainpaw, shocked.
Yes. Youre wound is fine. You just slept so long, making us worry. Rainpaw
nodded, stood up, and left. He heard Robinpaw do the same, following him out of
the den.
As he left the medicine den, he felt everyone look at him. Rainpaw ignored them as
he made his way over to the fresh-kill pile. Walking with a limp made him slow,
but eventually he did get there. However, Snowstorm, one of the warriors, got in
front of him before he even reached the fresh-kill pile. Rainpaw sighed in
irritationcouldnt these cats tell that he wasnt even from StarClan? Couldnt they
tell that he was better, that he didnt always think like that?
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No one who kills so freely like that will eat the food that weve caught, growled
Snowstorm. You threaten this Clan every second youre here, no matter how
small you are. Robinpaw gave a low growl, though she didnt look mad.
Snowstorm, he didnt mean what he did, said Robinpaw defensively. Rainpaw is
just a normal apprentice, so let him eat. Snowstorm shook his head and stood
taller.
If hes so hungry, he can hunt for himself, said Snowstorm with a look of disgust
on his face. He wont eat from this fresh-kill pile. Robinpaw hissed with
frustration, her tail lashing with irritation.
Rainpaw is still wounded; he cant hunt! Robinpaw hissed. Besides, Ravenstar
said that hes staying and that he is not a threat, so why are you even bothering?
Snowstorms tail was lashing now, trying to challenge Robinpaw.
Ravenstars decisions have to be brought up in a Clan meeting and voted on
before they are absolute, said Snowstorm proudly. He must wait for that day
before he can eat from this fresh-kill pile. Robinpaw then growled, getting into a
challenging position. Snowstorm did the same, but then Rainpaw stopped them.
If I have to wait, then I will, said Rainpaw calmly. No blood will be split over
something so stupid. Just stop, okay? Robinpaw rolled her eyes, but then stood
and walked away. Rainpaw followed her with a limp, still ignoring the glares he was
getting.
I could have taken him on, Robinpaw hissed furiously. He needed to be taught
a lesson.
Yeah, and to everyone else, so do I, Rainpaw pointed out. Right now, I
wouldnt blame them for thinking Im a threat. I mean, look at me. Im a loner, and
I actually was going to kill him if you hadnt butted in. The star on my shoulder
also tells them that Im different, good or bad is what they can decide. The point is,
if I was in their shoesI mean paws, Id think the same. A sharp pain shot into
his head, but then disappeared. Something had changed within his mind, and at the
end of the day, Rainpaw was going to check it. Right now, however, he was too
focused on Ravenstar, who was walking onto the Highrock.
Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Highrock for a
Clan Meeting. Said Ravenstar, his voice booming into every nook and cranny of
the camp.
Rainpaw got in front and looked out to the Clan, gathering up his courage to talk
to them if he had to. At this point, Rainpaw would do anything to stay in
ThunderClan.
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I know most of you are wondering what Ive decided to do about young Rainpaw
here, but to be honest I havent decided, Ravenstar started. He may be small, but
hes strong. Hes an excellent fighter, a good enough hunter, but, as you all saw a
few sunrises ago, he can kill. I honestly did not see this in him the first day I saw
himto be truthful, I am confused on what to do.
Exile him!
Send him away!
Hes a threat! He cannot be trusted!
Is he really a threat? asked Ravenstar then, surprising Rainpaw a bit. Why was
Ravenstar sticking up for him? Did Ravenstar know what had actually happened?
Or was that just something sudden that he was going through?
Thats outrageous!
Thats insane!
Hes a killer!
Rainpaw? asked Ravenstar, looking down to him. What really happened?
Rainpaw dipped his head respectively to Ravenstar, and then looked to the Clan.
Hed made up the story, and he would use it. It was true, but it wasnt everything.
It was the only thing he could think of that might convince them.
When I decided to take the challenge Sharpfang had given me, I just wanted to let
him know that Im not as weak as he thought. I wanted him to have something real
to compare to, not just the things he thought I was. So, when I fought Sharpfang, I
knew there was no way that Id actually win. Hes two times bigger than I am and
hes moons older, so how on earth could I win? he began.
At first it was how I expected to be, explained Rainpaw. He was too fast for
me, and far too strong. Within seconds he had me cornered, and so I had given up.
I had no idea, however, that he was using unsheathed claws and teeth to win the
fight. He bit the scar on my shoulder, doing something Id only done once before.
It was never this bad, though. Ive never wanted to kill in my life. Then suddenly,
my whole body was urging me to kill him. I didnt want to at first, so I argued.
However, my mind got the better of me, finding the loopholes in my answers.
After a while, it made sense to have to kill Sharpfang. I mean, he nearly killed me,
so why not? He was a threat to me, and therefore a threat to the Clan. I dont think
that, now, however, but I did three sunrises ago. I truly was going to kill him.
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Robinpaw, thankfully, was brave enough to stop me. Hearing her voice screwed
up the thought process that was urging me to kill Sharpfang, making me confused.
She asked what was wrong with me, and I thought that it was nothing. I mean, my
head felt like it was on fire and my shoulder hurt, but I wasnt in danger of dying.
Robinpaw then asked what I was doing, and I thought it was obvious: I was
protecting my Clan by killing a threat. Then she started to pull me off, and I didnt
want it. I wantedno, neededto kill this cat.
Then she told me my eyes were darker. It had never done that before. It caught
me off guard, and so I stopped for a little bit, though still tried to get away from
her grip. Then she told me he did nothing wrong, and then I knew something was
wrong with her. He did do something wrong according to my mind, he nearly
killed me. He was a threat. After that, I didnt know what she was doing. She was
hurting me, but it made no sense why. She was my friend, why was she doing this?
Right before I fell, however, I returned to normal. I knew what Id done was
wrong, and I knew why Robinpaw was trying to stop me.
Im now afraid to think of what I looked like three sunrises ago, because when I
was asleep in Snowdrifts den I was having dreamswell nightmares, really
about what I probably looked like. Im not mad at any of you for thinking of me as
a threatId think the same. I probably am a threat if its my scar thats the
problem, but the solution to that is to just leave it alone. Think what you want; just
remember that what happened three sunrises ago was something that doesnt
happen regularly with me. It was quiet then, all of them trying to decide what to
think. Sharpfang, he noticed, was at the back, looking at him with curiosity.
So, ThunderClan, said Ravenstar. What do you think of Rainpaw now? A few
cats murmured to each other, most of them stayed quiet, but still, a few didnt buy
the story.
Hes a liar!
The story is not true! Hes still a threat!
Hes lying!
Rainpaw sighed, and shook his head. These cats werent going to learn, no matter
how many explanations he gave. So, he was going to do something he probably
should not do. He didnt care. Hed just made this his home so he was just going
to have to live with it. Another sharp pain in his head warned him that his mind
had changed again, but again he ignored it.
If you think Im lying, then so be it, said Rainpaw loudly. If you want it to be
this way, then it will be that way. I will make a deal with you, if that is what you
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want, and I will ensure you that I will not be a threat to your Clan. Everyone grew
quiet then, every pair of eyes on him.
You will let me stay here and continue training as usual. You will let me do
everything a normal apprentice would do with the exception of not touching my
scar. Rainpaw stopped, then, as some cats yowled in protest.
Youll hurt my kits!
Youll kill someone!
Youre a threat!
How is this a deal?
Be patient! yowled Ravenstar, narrowing his eyes at his Clan. He hasnt
finished. Rainpaw dipped his head to Ravenstar again, and then continued.
In return for letting me stay, I will give you the right to exile me if I do this
again, said Rainpaw. You will have the right to do anything to me, so long as you
let me stay. So, in other words If I threaten your Clan again, you can exile me and I
will leave as soon as I have my right mind again without any objection. Many
whispers then went around, and as Rainpaw looked at Sharpfang, he found that the
tom was now really curious.
Rainpaw? What are you doing? asked Shadowpaw, to Rainpaws surprise. Who
knows when thatll happen again, and it might even be accidentally! You could be
exiled for no reason at all! Rainpaw ignored her and Robinpaw as well. He had to
do this, he just had to.
Does anyone think that this deal is not one they can commit to themselves?
Ravenstar asked, quieting down the crowd. No one spoke, so Ravenstar nodded.
Then Rainpaw will stay, but if this ever happens again, he will have to leave. This
Clan meeting is over. Rainpaw then made his way over to the fresh-kill pile, his
belly not forgetting to remind him that he was hungry.
Yes, in some part of his mind, he did regret making the deal with ThunderClan.
However, it was the only thing that was going to let him stay, so he had to. His
head was throbbing, reminding him to retreat to his mind, but he ignored it for
now. He needed to hunt for the Clan, no matter how hard that was going to be.
He was still a Clan cat, now; he was still supposed to support the Clan. It was his
job. It was his life. It was his only hope.

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Chapter Four

A few weeks had passed since Rainpaw had made the deal with ThunderClan, and
everything seemed to go back to normalwell, as normal as it can get. He tried his
hardest to help his Clan, and tried his best to ignore the whispers and glares that
were still going around. His mind was improving and now had many things in it.
He now trusted Robinpaw and Shadowpaw, just not to the point of protecting
them with his life. Even Flamepaw, Amberpaw and Ravenstar were close to him.
The Gathering had passed, and Flamepaw had told Rainpaw that WindClan was
not surprised when ThunderClan announced Rainpaw's arrival and acceptance into
ThunderClan. However, after telling the other Clans that Rainpaw was actually a
good fighter and that he put a few wounds on Sharpfang, they all seemed
surprised. This had made Rainpaw even more determined to do even more for the
Clan. To show the others that yes, he was going to become a warrior and yes, he
was going to stay.
Thorntail, however, didn't seem as happy. Her life didn't seem simple for her, for
whatever reason. She looked like she hadn't slept in days, and she wasn't mentoring
him as well as she had been. Rainpaw hadn't really noticed since a few days ago,
but now that he had, he noticed that she looked almost sickly, which made him
wonder.
Okay, Rainpaw, said Thorntail, her usual smile gone from her face. That's
enough for today. Make sure you hunt on the way back, I'm going to hunt by
myself for a little while. Thorntail left, though Rainpaw didn't. He was trying to
decide whether or not he should follow her, but then decided not to. It wasn't his
life so he didn't need to care.
Rainpaw then turned and started hunting, though his mind wasn't focussing on
prey, or scents. He didn't even know where he was going, though he did know that
he was still on ThunderClan territory. A scent suddenly caught his attention. It was
Thorntail's, and it wasn't old. Curiously he followed it, seeing no harm in trying to
find out what his own mentor was up to.
As Rainpaw followed the scent he became aware that he was getting close to
ShadowClan's territorytoo close. Then before he knew it, he was right at their
border. Rainpaw stopped, eyes narrowed with frustration. The scent had moved
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now. Thorntail was heading to RiverClan, it seemed like, for her scent was going
down toward the lake, but why?
Rainpaw, not thinking, continued following her scent. His ears and eyes were alert,
ready to find a ShadowClan patrol asking him who he was and where he was going.
Of course he wouldn't know, so that would be bad. He hoped he could avoid that.
Rainpaw then began to worry. ShadowClan's territory was coming to an end as the
smell of fish and water filled his nose. Thorntail had gone into RiverClan's
territory, but why? Why on earth did she want to go into RiverClan?
Then he saw movement, and from her scent Rainpaw knew she was close. He then
rush forward, trying to catch her. They weren't anywhere near RiverClan's camp
from what he could tell, but there were still RiverClan cat's near by. He sped up,
finally finding Thorntail in a large bush that hid them both.
Thorntail! Rainpaw called before he got any closer. RiverClan cats are near. We
need to get out of here! Thorntail then looked over to him, her eyes widening
with shock. Did she even know that the RiverClan cats were coming right toward
them?
Rainpaw? asked Thorntail, walking up to him. I told you to stay and hunt! It's
too dangerous for you here!
Same with you, hissed Rainpaw RiverClan cats are coming! Thorntail seemed
worried, and she kept looking back to where the RiverClan cats were.
I'm not in any danger, she said then. It's only one cat, and he won't hurt me.
Rainpaw's eyes widened. Was she crazy? How did she know this certain cat
wouldn't try to kill her?
What? Rainpaw asked, still thinking Thorntail was crazy. Thorntail, how do you
know he won't kill you?
Because he loves me, answered Thorntail. Now she was officially crazy.
Rainpaw, I've been coming here every night, but today he wanted me to come
early to discuss something with me. Just stay here unless I call you, okay? He's
calling for me. Rainpaw was too shocked to say yes or no, but either way she left.
After a few moments of sitting there, he walked closer but did not come out of
hiding. Rainpaw then listened to their conversation.
Hello, Thorntail, said the RiverClan tom. He was a grey tom with darker grey
stripes. His dark blue eyes reminded Rainpaw of the sunset, but he wasn't really
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worried about that. He was too focused on Thorntail and what was going on
between them. You usually beat me here. Having a bit of trouble getting away?
Yes, said Thorntail, her eyes gleaming at the sight of the RiverClan cat. My
apprentice is very frustrating sometimes, but I got rid of him soon enough.
Rainpaw kept himself from hissing in anger, but then he calmed himself down. She
meant it playfully and he knew itno reason to get angry.
Ah yes, your new apprentice, said the tom. A very interesting little fellow, I've
been hearing. Has he healed, or is that shoulder wound still bothering him?
Rainpaw narrowed his eyes in confusion. How much had Thorntail told this cat?
Oh it's fine now, Wolfheart, said Thorntail. Rainpaw is now back on the path
to becoming a very good fighter, though, not so much as good a hunter. He will
learn quickly, I am sure. the RiverClan tom, Wolfheart, chuckled a bit.
That's good to hear, Wolfheart said. Because over here in RiverClan it's been
crazy. Five kits is already a hassle, but three that are my own? That's insane.
Leopardclaw is a good mother, but I'm starting to wonder if I'm a good father. I'm
Deputy so they must be proud, but still, taking care of kits is hard work.
So, he's the Deputy of RiverClan, he has kits that aren't Thorntail's and he already has a mate?
Thorntail, you're going insane!
How is she, now that you've told her? asked Thorntail, a bit of sadness in her
eyes. It couldn't have been easy. . .
The first few days was hard on her, said Wolfheart. But then she understood.
I'm still her friend, and we both do have kits, so it's not that bad. We just won't be
having any more kits, that's all. Thorntail smiled.
I'm glad, said Thorntail. You are truly the bravest cat I've ever met.

I still can't believe you've been seeing a cat that's a Deputy of another Clan, has
kits that aren't yours, for a whole two moons, said Rainpaw, breaking the eerie
silence that was covering Rainpaw and Thorntail as they travelled back to
ThunderClan. You must be more of a mouse-brain than I thought.
Thorntail didn't seem to hear the last part, or at least she wasn't offended. I met
him at a gathering when I'd first been made a warrior. He told me I was pretty, and
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then we went on from there. It wasn't until two moons ago that we actually started
seeing each other, but still, I love him. Rainpaw sighed.
I don't care that you do, it's just that I think it's dangerous, said Rainpaw. I
mean, what if you have kits? Who will you say your mate is? Who will be the
father?
We won't have kits, Rainpaw, said Thorntail. Just believe me. I don't know how
we'll make it work, but we just will. You don't have to be jealous. She finished
with a smirk on her face, but Rainpaw didn't understand. What was she talking
about? He wasn't jealous at all!
What do you mean? asked Rainpaw. I'm not jealous at all! Why would I be?
Thorntail rolled her eyes and playfully nudged him.
Oh come on, she said. I've seen the way Robinpaw looks at you, and the way
you look at her. You guys are made for each other!
What? No we aren't! retorted Rainpaw. We're just friends!
Are to, argued Thorntail. Even Shadowpaw likes you, I think. Just admit it. You
love them both.
I will not, because I don't love them, that way said Rainpaw firmly. I just like
them as friends, not as mates or anything. That's just stupid. Thorntail laughed, but
then didn't say anything more on that subject. She obviously knew that it was a lost
cause. Rainpaw walked proudly after that, hoping that he'd never have to talk
about it again.
Thorntail and Rainpaw crossed the border into ThunderClan territory when
Snowstorm found them, claiming he was hunting alone and asked if they could
help him. They agreed, figuring that they might as well bring something back like
they were supposed to so there weren't any suspicions.
It didn't take them long to catch a few mice and a squirrel, and soon they were on
their way back to dig up their prey and bring it back to camp.
Yeah, right, said Thorntail who was talking to Snowstorm. I could take you
down any day. Rainpaw rolled his eyes at Thorntail's challenge, feeling quite sure
that Snowstorm would beat her. He was bigger and much older, but then again,
Rainpaw thought, Snowstorm wasn't that good at fighting from what he'd heard.
Snowstorm was a better hunter, and that had definitely showed today.
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Then an unfamiliar scent caught his attention, making him stop and sniff again.
Something was definitely there, and it didn't belong in this forest. His eyes scanned
the forest, hoping that Thorntail and Snowstorm would notice. He was surprised
that they didn't, but perhaps they were too caught up in their conversation to really
notice?
A shadow then moved in the near distance, sharp amber eyes glowing from the
trees. There was more than one cat here, but he didn't know how many, the scents
were acrid-like and Rainpaw wasn't going to wait to find out.
Thorntail! Snowstorm! Rainpaw called, turning his attention to the other
warriors. He was panicking and his heart beating quickly. He then suddenly
realized that many pairs of eyes were looking at them, and that there was no way
out.
They were surrounded.
Rainpaw didn't even get to warn the others before they attacked. He was suddenly
down on the ground, claws entering his skin. He screeched, but did not forget to
fight. Thinking quickly but not all that well, Rainpaw kicked the tom that was on
him with his back legs, making the tom yowl in agony giving Rainpaw an opening.
Rainpaw rolled out of the tom's grip, trying to find Thorntail and Snowstorm.
Through the mess of cats, he could hardly see anything.
Thornta Rainpaw called, though he was cut short by three large toms that
savagely leapt at him. They grabbed at his scruff, using their claws and teeth to pull
him back. They were trying pin him down by using brute strength, something that
Rainpaw really didn't have much of. They were larger than him, and they were
stronger, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try.
He struggled and struggled but it was no use. The cats pinning him down were
stronger than him and they weren't about to let go. Rainpaw looked around
franticly for Snowstorm and Thorntail and finally found them. They, too, were
being pinned down by many cats, four each to be exact, and they were both
looking very worried. Then he felt teeth sink dangerously close to his scar,
breaking his focus toward Snowstorm and Thorntail.
I wouldn't bite that shoulder if I were you, Rainpaw growled, narrowing his eyes.
Unless you and your friend want to die. However, if that's the case then you
might actually want to bite the scar. The teeth were removed then and placed
somewhere between his shoulder blades. It hurt, but at least the cat wasn't risking
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death. Right now, Rainpaw did not want to kill. He just wanted the others to be
okay.
Then a large, dark tom walked in front of the three pinned down cats, his sharp
yellow eyes looking down on the warriors. A sick looking grin was on his face,
making Rainpaw growl.
Did we do a good job, Master? asked one of the cats holding Thorntail down.
The dark tom looked down to Thorntail with evil looking eyes, his grin only
widening.
Yes, yes, said the tom. You did an excellent job. We have a warrior, a small yet
pretty she-cat and a. . . the tom then looked to Rainpaw, who was narrowing his
eyes and hissing furiously. An apprentice that has potential. The tom laughed,
making the anger that was already boiling up inside of Rainpaw climb even higher.
Just let me go and I'll show you just how much potential I have! Rainpaw hissed.
The cats holding Rainpaw pulled him back a step, getting a better and more firm
grip on him. The tom with yellow eyes shook his head.
Smart little thing? asked the tom. Well, we'll deal you later. Right now, however,
we've got a bigger problem. The tom then walked over to Snowstorm, who didn't
seem to be struggling at all. Rainpaw didn't think twice about it, though. He was
too worried on what the tom was going to do.
A little birdy told me that you are next in line for deputy, said the tom. So,
unfortunately for you, you're first. Second would be the little pipsqueak with an
attitude. Then when it comes to your little she-cat friend. . .well, let's just say she
won't be returning to your Clan. With an evil little laugh, the tom gave a signal
that Rainpaw knew wasn't good. Snowstorm screeched with pain then, and within
seconds, his voice faded.
Snowstorm was dead.
Rainpaw then felt a burning pain in his head, making him hiss in frustration. Right
now was not the best time for a warning that his mind had changed. As it kept
burning, however, he realized that it wasn't the same. Something else was
happening. Something very bad.
His vision was blurred but he could still see what was happening. Rainpaw could
see the tom moving closer to Thorntail, whispering something to her. Thorntail's
eyes were growing wide with horror, making Rainpaw's anger rise once again.
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Thorntail then suddenly tried to back up, making the cats pinning her down move
with her.
Help me! Thorntail was screeching. Help me! Anyone! Help me! Rainpaw
struggled, but his strength was fading. Something was happening in his mindit
was changing, yes, but memories were also being brought up. Memories that he did
not want to see at this time. Memories that should have stayed hidden. Memories
that were being brought up by Thorntail's yells. Memories that he wished he could
forget.
Rainpaw's nightmare came back, but it was worse. It was the truth. It was the night
that his twin brother, Alfie, died right before his eyes. He only got glimpses, but
enough to know what it was about. Thorntail's voice turned into Alfie's, making
Rainpaw shiver. This vision was full of the past. He caught glimpses of the dark
figures that were pinning down Alfie and himself, hearing the evil laughs of the
dark figures' leader. He caught the glimpse of a knife, a gun, and other tools used
for killing. A gun shot, and Alfie's screams died. Whispers now came from him,
but then they died as well. The evil laughs then grew louder as they grabbed
something long and red, showing that it had been in a burning fire. It was metal,
and at the end it was a star-shaped. The next think he knew, his left shoulder was
burning with pain, like a fire was engulfing him alive. He never knew how he'd
escaped, but it hadn't been easily.
Rainpaw's eyes flung open and his body suddenly rushed forward. After being limp
and screaming for who knew how long, the cats pinning him down were surprised
enough not to notice his escape to Thorntail, trying hard to get the cats pinning
her down to stop.
He lunged, his claws unsheathed. Rainpaw sunk his teeth into a black tom's
shoulder, alerting the cats holding Thorntail. They all attacked him then, leaving
Thorntail free. Rainpaw was then pulled off the cats and pinned him down hard.
He could barely breathe but it was how he wanted it.
Get the Clan. . . Rainpaw rasped, ignoring the growing pain in his shoulder.
Don'tworry about me. . .get the Clan. . .hurry. . . Thorntail then darted off, a
look of worry on her face.
Catch her! Don't let her get to their camp! the dark tom the other cats called
Master hissed, making the other cats aware that Thorntail had left. Rainpaw had
gathered up his strength for this, and now he was ready.
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You won't be going anywhere until you deal with me, said Rainpaw, a grin on his
face. Just try and kill mesee what happens then. A cat's claws then raked down
his left side, making him grin even wider.
Let me show you just how much potential I have now, oh great and mighty
Master, said Rainpaw. Let's see how many cats I can kill before my Clan gets
here.
Rainpaw's mind changed, once again.
Tick tock goes the clock.
Rainpaw turned around and sunk his teeth into a tom's neck, just enough to kill
him. The tom only screeched once before falling to the ground, completely
motionless.
And what now shall we play?
Rainpaw advanced onto another tom, this one completely black except for a small
speck on his chest. The tom took a step back, realizing the change and how
powerful Rainpaw had suddenly become. Rainpaw then lunged, using his claws this
time to slice his throat open and kill the tom easily.
Tick tock goes the clock
Rainpaw then looked to a dark grey tom, one who looked too cowardly for his
taste. He lunged and cut open the throat, instantly killing the poor tom.
Now Thorntail's gone away?
Rainpaw, not knowing exactly what he was doing with the blur in his mind, turned
toward the Master He rushed forward, feeding off of the fear that the tom gave to
him. Just the eyes alone told Rainpaw that this cat was afraid, and that's how he
liked it.
Tick tock goes the clock
Many cats then suddenly pinned him down, grabbing onto anything they could. He
was pushed into the ground and he found that all of his breath was knocked out of
him, making him gasp for air. The cats around him whimpered with fear, but the
Master did not. That tom was actually laughing, amused by what he saw even
though he had been afraid just a few moments ago.
And what then shall we see?
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You are a tough one, aren't you? the tom purred. I'm impressed. Maybe we
could keep you. Train you up, of course, and use you at the last moment. Ah, yes,
the perfect battle strategy. Rainpaw yowled, as another tom bit his scar again.
Then another, and another, and then again. His mind was now to the point of
exploding, but he didn't let it. Not when he'd gotten this far.
Tick tock until the day
Just try to get me under control, Rainpaw hissed. You'll find it harder than you
think. The cats around him then pushed him harder into the ground, probably
afraid of being slaughtered like the others. Rainpaw continued to feed on their fear,
grinning more when the tom they called Master took a step back.
That death will not please me.
Rainpaw raked his claws across another cat's throat, watching as the tom fell to the
ground. He did the same to three others before they pinned him to the ground
again. Rainpaw could taste their fear now, watching as their eyes glanced over to
their master, probably hoping for the signal to kill him. Rainpaw's nose was filled
with his Clan mates scent, giving him hope that they would come quickly.
Tick tock goes the clock
Master, they're coming! a tom near Rainpaw warned. The Clan cats are
coming! The Master looked at Rainpaw, narrowing his eyes tightly. It was silent
for a few seconds, but then the Master shook his head.
They'll have to run much faster
You are a threat to me now, kit, said the Master. The next time me or any of
the rogues under my control see you, we will kill you. I don't know what you are,
but I do know that you are strong and that, if you knew where we lived, we would
be finished. Good-bye, kit. I will hopefully never see you again.
Tick tock goes the clock
It was then that the Clan came, and it was then that the rogues fled. Rainpaw was
free from their grip now, but not from his mind. He tried to get it under control,
but it was no use. Before he could stop himself, he lunged forward and grabbed
onto a rogue, biting down on his neck. Rainpaw killed him quickly, and then there
were no more rogues. They had fled, and Rainpaw was glad.
Till Rainpaw kills the master.
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Rainpaw! he heard Thorntail call. Rainpaw, are you okay?

Tick tock goes the clock
Thorntail, stay here! hissed the familiar voice of Jayflight. Look at his scarhe's
not okay, and probably not in his right mind. A few paw steps later, and Rainpaw
knew he was safe.
He tried so hard to warn her
Retreat to my mind... Retreat to my mind...
But look at this eyes! Thorntail protested. One is its normal colour!
Tick tock goes the clock
Retreat to my mind... Retreat to my mind...
Yes, but his scar is still glowing, Jayflight pointed out. However, he seems to be
rejecting it...
He will not harm his mentor.
Retreat... Retreat...
Tick tock goes the clock
His scar is normal now, said Yelloweye. And his eyes are lightening up.
The cats all cry meow
What's he doing? asked Flamepaw, his voice sounding worried. What's
happening to him?
Tick tock and not too soon
Darkness took him, but not enough to keep him from hearing. Rainpaw heard
cries of grief and sorrow from where he figured Snowstorm's body was, and heard
the worried whimpers of Thorntail and Shadowpaw before he was fully unable to
see, hear, smell or taste anything. He had gone into his mind and he planned to
stay there until he was sorted out.
The enemy is gone now.

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Chapter Five

Snowstorm was a brave warriorwe will miss him dearly. said Ravenstar before
jumping down off the Highrock, ending the Clan meeting. Rainpaw watched as the
elders carried Snowstorm's body out of camp, his head low. It had only been a few
hours since he'd woken up, and everyone wanted to know what had happened. He
wouldn't tell anyone, however, unless it was Ravenstar, Thorntail, Robinpaw or
Shadowpaw that asked. Too much had happened that day to recite it to just
anyone.
Hey, Rainpaw, said Robinpaw softly as she sat down next to him. Are you
okay? Rainpaw sighed at this question, not knowing really how to answer it. He
felt fine, but his mind was swarming with memories that he would rather not bring
up.
Mentally or physically? Rainpaw asked, his eyes still fixed on his paws. Robinpaw
licked his shoulder, making Rainpaw feel a little more comfortable. He sighed,
continuing to answer her question.
I would understand if you don't want to talk to me about it, Robinpaw said
kindly. No one should go through what you had to the other day. Rainpaw
smiled at this, though he wasn't really all that happy. She'd brought back the dull
memories he kept replaying in his mind.
I've been through it twice. said Rainpaw darkly. And neither time did I manage
to save the victim. Robinpaw, now curious, tilted her head to the side.
What do you mean, 'you've been through it twice'? she asked. You've actually
been in that situation before? Rainpaw nodded slowly, still looking at his paws.
I was youngerprobably around three moonswhen it happened last time,
Rainpaw explained, trying hard not to tell her that he was human. My brother,
Alfie, was with me. We were merely huntingmore like playingin the forest like
we usually did at that point of the day. Neither of us were really paying attention to
our surroundings, we were too busy having fun. However, it would have been nice
to know that we were surrounded. Too many to count, but that didn't really
matter. They killed him first, and I think I know why now. They wanted to hurt me
physically and mentally for whatever reason. They did, and that's how I got the
scar. After that, however, I don't know what happened. All I know is that, because
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of what happened, I went nearly insane yesterday. I didn't believe that

remembering would affect me that much. . .
Sometimes it's the memories that help us, said Robinpaw. And sometimes it's
the memories that kill us. Either way, memories are good. They might have made
you crazy the other day, but maybe in the future they'll make you stronger.
Rainpaw looked up to Robinpaw and smiled.
Thank you. said Rainpaw. Robinpaw nodded, then left as her name was called by
Grassfur. Rainpaw thought some more, happy that everyone seemed to be leaving
him alone.
Most of them were still a bit scared of him, probably afraid that he was going to
change at any second. However, they didn't really matter. The few that did matter
were the few who were convinced that Rainpaw had killed Snowstorm, and that
the rogues were just a myth. Of course, with Thorntail as an eye witness, Ravenstar
didn't even think of exiling him.
Hey, Rainpaw! A very familiar voice called him. Rainpaw looked up to
Sharpfang, to his surprise. The tom was standing a few feet away from him. After
walking up to Rainpaw, Sharpfang smiled. Did this cat even remember what had
happened? Rainpaw nearly killed him, and yet Sharpfang was talking to him?
Um, hi, said Rainpaw with a confused look. Did Ravenstar send you to tell me
something?
No, why do you ask? asked Sharpfang curiously. Sharpfang's jaw would have
dropped had he not forced it to stay up. Sharpfang, a cat he still considered an
enemy, was talking to him like there wasn't a care in the world. This was too weird.
In case you've forgotten, I nearly killed you! Rainpaw exclaimed. Why are you
talking to me as if that never happened? You're acting as if I were born in this
Clan... Sharpfang shrugged.
Maybe because you're actually a really good fighter, Sharpfang replied. Look, I
know this may sound strange, but I actually respect those who are above me. Oh,
and I definitely respect those who nearly kill me. Also, I have it in my mind that,
because of your special ability to be good once your scar is bitten or scratched, you
are the prefect battle monster. Rainpaw, still trying to get over the fact that
Sharpfang was talking to him, shook his head.
That's just it, he said. I'm a monster.
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Not really, Sharpfang said. From what I've heard, you were actually rejecting
the strength and speed once you were finished with the enemy. Of course, if
Thorntail or anyone were anywhere near you, you probably would have killed
them. That doesn't mean that you can't train. I mean, think about it: if you can
control your mind while still using the strength and speed, you'll be nearly
invincible. Like I said, the perfect battle monster. Neither ShadowClan nor
WindClan will want to battle us any more, or complain that we take in too many
loners for that matter. Rainpaw shrugged, figuring that Sharpfang he had a fair
point.
Maybe I was wrong about you, Sharpfang, said Rainpaw then, standing up as he
heard his name being called. You may be a little hostile and judgemental, but
when you're nice you are a very good friend. Sharpfang smiled in response, and
after smiling back, Rainpaw padded off toward the den in which his name was
called from.
It didn't take long for Rainpaw to realize that it was the medicine den that he was
entering, and that it was Snowdrift who had called his name. He could smell
Ravenstar, Snowdrift and Thorntail. Why they were all there was a question that he
intended to have answered.
Rainpaw, there you are, said Thorntail. The tone of her voice let Rainpaw know
that she was worried and panicked. Rainpaw was now alert, ready for the news in
which was making everyone in the room worried and afraid. There's something
you should know. . . she said, quietly.
Yes? asked Rainpaw curiously, his eyes looking into her green ones. Thorntail
seemed to calm down a bit, as if Rainpaw had really calmed her down by just
looking into her eyes.
I'm. . . Thorntail drifted off, her head low with uncertainty. I'm having kits.
Rainpaw found himself in shock after that, frozen except for the every second
breath that he took. Thorntail was having kits that no doubt belonged to
Wolfheart, the RiverClan tom she had been seeing for more than two moons.
She's told me who the father is, said Ravenstar then, breaking the eerie silence.
It is against the Warrior Code, yes, but that's not the problem. The kits are the
real problem. Everyone will want to know who the father is, and once the kits are
born, many problems may sprout up.
I'm sorry if I'm interrupting, said Rainpaw then. But why couldn't she just keep
the kits and just tell everyone she doesn't know who the father is?
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We don't know if we can trust Wolfheart, Ravenstar replied. Once they are
born I'm going to have to announce it at the next Clan gathering, meaning
Wolfheart will then know that Thorntail had kits. He'll probably figure out that
they're his and demand to know why they stayed with Thorntail and was never told
about them. The whole thing could end up with every Clan knowing that we let
half-Clan cats be born right underneath our noses. Rainpaw sighed, but then
thought of something.
What if Thorntail and I just tell him tomorrow or something? asked Rainpaw
curiously. Ravenstar, obviously confused yet thinking if that was a possibility, tilted
his head a bit. Thorntail seemed hopeful, yet worried. What she was worried about
was beyond Rainpaw's recognition.
Are you mouse-brained? asked Ravenstar suddenly. You can't go back to
RiverClan territory! What if another patrol sees you?
W-well, I know it's dangerous, said Rainpaw, at a loss for words. He hadn't really
expected his answer, really he'd just expected Ravenstar to say no. but what other
choice do weI-I mean youhave? Ravenstar pondered on that for a while, and
then sighed.
I will grant you permission, but only this once, Ravenstar said then. if it weren't
for the conditions, I wouldn't be letting you go. Thorntail, you will go as well.
Thorntail nodded at this.
Wolfheart was going to meet me tomorrow anyway, said Thorntail. We'll wait
until then. Ravenstar nodded and then stood, but, as he looked at Rainpaw, he
seemed to realize something.
Hmm, said Ravenstar. Thorntail will have to go into the nursery today, since
she is quite pregnant. It seems you'll need a new mentor for the time being. . . and
with that, the tom left, leaving Rainpaw confused. He needed a new mentor? Who
on earth was he going to get along with? Nobody even cared to look at him after
Snowstorm's death!
Rainpaw followed Ravenstar after hearing the leader call a Clan meeting, knowing
what it was going to be about. He was curious and scared about who was going to
be his mentor, yet nervous, worried, and still a little bit shocked that Thorntail was
going to have kits. Rainpaw then sat near Flamepaw and Amberpaw, who were
both ready to become Warriors.
Do you know what this is about? asked Shadowpaw as she came up and sat next
to Rainpaw, smiling as usual.
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Is it our warrior ceremony? asked Amberpaw hopefully.

No, Ravenstar would have told us if that was happening, said Flamepaw.
Wouldn't he?
Guys, it's not your warrior ceremony, growled Rainpaw, getting their attention.
I'm getting a new mentor. Everyone stared, absolutely confused.
What? Said Amberpaw.
Why? asked Robinpaw, who had come to sit by them.
You'll know in a moment, said Rainpaw quickly. Now be quiet and listen!
Ravenstar flicked his tail to silence the murmurs that were going around.
Cats of ThunderClan, Ravenstar began. It gives me great pleasure to announce
that Thorntail, a brave and loyal warrior of ours, is expecting to have kits soon, and
with that she is going to be welcomed into the nursery today. Ravenstar then
watched as Thorntail's family and friends congratulated her, but then flicked his tail
for them to be quiet again. As I am sure some of you are wondering, Rainpaw,
Thorntail's apprentice, needs a new mentor. I therefore am appointing Sharpfang
as his new mentor, in hopes of passing on his strength and cunning mind down to
Rainpaw. The Clan meeting is now dismissed.
As expected, the murmuring began. Rainpaw was too shocked to notice Robinpaw
looking at him with worry, and also too shocked to notice Sharpfang arrive.
Robinpaw noticed, however, and then left, alerting Rainpaw that Sharpfang was
near. Rainpaw looked up to his new mentor, shaking a bit with shock. Sharpfang
seemed to understand the shock that was going through Rainpaw because he didn't
say anything until Rainpaw blinked.
I understand if this is a surprise to you, said Sharpfang kindly, still smiling. But
it wasn't to me. Not only because Ravenstar had told me this just a few moments
ago, but also because I think I could help you.
So you've said, Rainpaw muttered, remembering the conversation Sharpfang had
with him just a little while ago. He sighed then, his mind ready to explode with so
many things going through his head. I don't know, maybe you can help, but it's
just. . .odd. Sharpfang looked confused now, and curious. He tilted his large head
to the left, asking with his body language as to why it was odd.
I nearly killed you! Rainpaw reminded Sharpfang lightly. How in the name of
StarClan am I expected to train with you when that could very well happen again? I
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know that I'm able to control that urge to kill a bit now, but even then. I knew it
was going to happen while fighting the roguesI wanted it to happen. What if it
happens accidentally when I'm training with you? Sharpfang, who seemed to be
listening to him rant, nodded with nothing but a smile on his face.
Rainpaw, said Sharpfang. I know that you're afraid of what might happen, but
you can't be. Out here in the forest, your fears only bring you down. That,
Rainpaw, is why I want to train the fear out of you. Once your mind has settled
down, since I can obviously see that there are way too many things going on right
now, I will begin training the fear of killing out of you.
But killing isn't good! Rainpaw argued. Sharpfang nodded.
No, it isn't, Sharpfang agreed. However, if you are scared of killing, then you
are scared of fighting. And if you are scared of fighting, then you will no longer
belong in this Clan. By training that urge to kill, you will be stronger than any of
our senior warriors, and controlled. Isn't that what you want?
I guess so. . . Rainpaw murmured. but I'm still not sure. Sharpfang smiled and
nodded in understanding.
It's your decision, Rainpaw, said Sharpfang as he stood up to leave. I'm leaving
it up to you. With that, the large tom left, leaving Rainpaw with his thoughts.
Rainpaw just couldn't put his fingerwell, paw on it. Sharpfang hadn't talked to
him since the day Rainpaw almost murdered him, and now he was Rainpaw's
mentor? Sharpfang seemed to hate Rainpaw ever since he'd arrived, and now he
wanted to train Rainpaw specially so that he could be stronger than any other cat
around the lake? It just didn't make sense! Catsnor humans, for that matter
could not change their personalities from judgemental to helpful within only a few
weeks time. It was just impossible. Either Sharpfang was pretending to like
Rainpaw just because they were stuck together as mentor and apprentice, or
Sharpfang was pretending to get something from him. If that was the case,
Rainpaw just wished that Sharpfang would ask him soon.

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Chapter Six

Rainpaw sniffed the air, sighing. Winterwell, leaf-barehad taken over the forest
now, making everything seem lifeless and bare. The cold soft snow was now
covering everything, and even the trees looked plain. The normal scent of prey was
now replaced with the bitter smell of Clan territories.
Speaking of territory, Rainpaw was nearly holding his breath now because of the
stench that the RiverClan and ShadowClan borders were giving off as he and his
previous mentor, Thorntail, made their way into RiverClan territory. It was even
foggier in their territory, which meant that they could hardly see anything. Rainpaw
couldn't even tell that it was already sunhigh! How could cats hunt in this weather?
Are you thinking again? asked Thorntail as they walked toward the spot Rainpaw
remembered from the last time he'd entered RiverClan territory. I can see that
you aren't really paying attention. Rainpaw smiled to show her that she was right.
Just mostly about how much this forest has changed since I've been here, said
Rainpaw, noticing that a small stream next to them was frozen. It's only been two
and a half moons! Thorntail giggled.
It's always like this, Thorntail replied. During new-leaf I can just feel the life.
Kits are playing, the scents of prey are returning, and the green life of the trees are
finally reappearing. It's just so magical. Then, in green-leaf, everything seems to be
at a balance. It may be hot, but it's still all okay. The prey are all feasting and
getting fat, some older kits are now apprentices, and the green trees are at their
fullest. When it comes to leaf-fall, however, I seem to like the colours. Brown,
amber and green are just so pretty together, you know? I also like the yellow
colours as well. Sure, the weather may be cooling and fine the prey may be leaving
but at least it's better than leaf-bare. With everything so white and boring, and with
all the prey gone, it's actually not that interesting.
That's not true, Rainpaw argued. Back in the old days when I was a loner, I
actually thought Wintleaf-bare was the best. Even though I was only two moons
old, I loved leaf-bare. It reminded myself that, even though life can be bland at
times, it will get better sooner or later, all you have to do is wait and be patient. I
also had fun throwing small balls of snow at my brotherhe hated that. Rainpaw
then realized that the months didn't add upif he was only nine moons old right
now, there was no way he was alive when the last leaf-bare had occurred. He just
hoped that Thorntail didn't notice.
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Oh really? asked Thorntail, looking very curious. Huh, I never thought of it

that way. Rainpaw smiled, but then paid attention to what they had to do. They
were close now, and Rainpaw could already scent Wolfheart. The wind was
blowing slightly away from them, meaning that their scent was being carried right
toward Wolfheart. This was going to be a tough meeting, it seemed.
Feeling no need to hide himself, Rainpaw walked out with Thorntail, his eyes
locked on Wolfheart, who was shocked. Wolfheart was surprised, that much was
true, as the tom's wide eyes looked from Thorntail to Rainpaw.
You brought your apprentice? asked Wolfheart in shock. Out everyone you could
have toldyou told your apprentice? He's a loner, how can you trust him?
Rainpaw growled in warning, his eyes narrowing and his ears going back toward his
head. Wolfheart growled as well, but Thorntail interrupted their challenges.
Wolfheart, he already knew, Thorntail explained softly. He followed me last
time we were out, and promised never to tell anyone. However, I had to tell others.
Ravenstar and Snowdrift, the ThunderClan medicine cat, also know. Wolfheart
eyes widened more as he heard this, but then he narrowed them dangerously at
Thorntail.
Oh calm down, mouse-brain, Rainpaw hissed, forcing Wolfheart to look at him.
She didn't just tell them because she thought it would be a good idea. Thorntail
would be a mouse-brain if she hadn't told her leaderit's against the Warrior
Code! Anyway, she told them because she had to. Wolfheart then looked to
Thorntail, his eyes basically demanding to know why.
Well. . . said Thorntail. She looked at her paws now, probably afraid of
Wolfheart. Then, she looked up to him. I'm carrying your kits at the moment,
Wolfheart. I'm having your kits in just one moon. Wolfheart's eyes grew wider
with every word, obviously now knowing what was going on.
You're having kits? My kits? Wolfheart asked. But how? I thought we
established that we wouldn't be having kits! How could we let this happen?
Wolfheart then looked down at his paws.
There's another thing, Thorntail said, her voice barely a whisper. Ravenstar's
making me keep the kits, telling me to keep the kits' father a secret. I'm going to
have to tell everyone that I don't know who the father is.
What? asked Wolfheart, his gaze shooting back to Thorntail.
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I can't come and see you anymore either, said Thorntail, looking at her paws.
I've moved into the nursery, meaning I'll be watched constantly and even more
now that Ravenstar knows. I'm sorry it has to end this way, but it just does.
So not only are you keeping the kits, you are never going to see me again? asked
Wolfheart. He then stood up, his anger obviously rising. Are you mouse-brain?
I'm the father! I should be allowed to at least keep one!
Someone would notice, said Rainpaw, also standing up. Snowdrift always tells
someone to help with the kitting. Besides, it's Ravenstar's order. Are you telling
your own mate to disobey her leader just so that she can satisfy your selfish need?
Wolfheart then looked at him, growling loudly.
You dare ask such a question to me? asked Wolfheart, his eyes burning with
anger. I'm the RiverClan Deputy! No one but the other Deputies and Leaders are
to treat me like that! Rainpaw's eyes widened as Wolfheart lunged at him, not
really expecting that response. Rainpaw was soon pinned down.
Wolfheart, no! Rainpaw heard Thorntail scream. Rainpaw closed his eyes, trying
to keep from panicking. That didn't help. Sharpfang hadn't taught him anything
about controlling himself, so if Wolfheart scratched his scar, it would all be over.
Rainpaw shuddered to think of what would happen.
Now do you question me? asked Wolfheart. Well do you? Wolfheart then
gripped harder, making Rainpaw's air suddenly leak out. He tried gasping for it,
unable to hear any of Thorntail's screams. Wolfheart's paws was now on both of
his shoulders, and Rainpaw was now trying harder to struggle away.
Then Wolfheart was off of him, and Rainpaw could only just lay still on the
ground, breathing hard. Rainpaw then sat up, noticing that Thorntail only then let
Wolfheart go.
What on earth was that for? asked Wolfheart. He needed to learn his place!
Wolfheart, stop, said Thorntail, breathing hard. You were just about to make a
huge mistake, one that would only end in your death. Rainpaw, listening to the
conversation but not quite understanding, just sat with his eyes wide. His breathing
was quick and short. He needed to get a hold of himself.
What do you mean? asked Wolfheart. He wasn't even able to move! Thorntail
shook her head then, lowering it after that.
Yeah well Thorntail just sighed. I can't explain it to you. Just trust me!
Rainpaw is different, and you were just about to kill yourself. Rainpaw then
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seemed to calm down. He forced himself to stand, even though his body was
somehow exhausted.
Thorntail, can we just go? asked Rainpaw, turning toward the lake. Wolfheart
obviously disagrees with the plan Ravenstar had, so we better go back and tell
him. Thorntail walked up to him, then, and licked his forehead.
Are you sure you're okay? Thorntail asked then. You look horrible.
I'm fine, Rainpaw snapped before turning around. He then began running,
unable to stay. He had almost killed Wolfheartthe Deputy of RiverClan! Why,
oh why, was he cursed with such a power?
Rainpaw shook his head, realizing that he was right by the lake. He stopped and
noticed that he was breathing hard now. Rainpaw then looked into his reflection,
his heart dropping as he looked at his cat body. No matter how many times he
remembered the good things of being a cat, he remembered what it was like when
Alfie was alive. This lifeit was different, too different.
While human, Rainpaw could run in the snow without worrying about crossing the
border. While human, Rainpaw could sit in the sun without having to worry about
glares or stares. While human, Rainpaw didn't have to worry about someone
accidentally scratching his shoulder to protect them from his insanity. Why did he
had have to die? Why did he have to become a cat? His life back then, with Alfie
and Daniel and his mother, why couldn't it just reappear? Why couldn't he just
start over?
I am a monster, Rainpaw whispered, tears streaming down his face. I am a
killer, a murderer. He then lowered his head, remembering the bad parts of his
life. Rainpaw remembered being forced to watch his own brother be beaten and
broken, and then killed. Rainpaw remembered having to just scream through the
pain that caused his scar. Rainpaw remembered having to live through his brother's
death, the many stares and glares that he got when people saw his scar. Rainpaw
remembered Daniel, crying over his dying body. Rainpaw remembered the pain he
got when he died, the sorrow filled heart.
I am nothing. . . Rainpaw whispered then, closing his eyes. Why? Why was I
cursed with life? I'm going no where! When I was human, I did nothing but watch
others die and scream for help. Now that I'm a cat all that I do is murder. What
was the point of giving me this life? I am worth nothing! I am worthless!
Are you really?
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Rainpaw didn't look up as he heard Cheetahfur's voice, unable to look at anyone at

the moment. Hatred, sorrow and emptiness was filling his black heart.
Rainpaw, remember what you came here for. Cheetahfur's voice sounded again, making
Rainpaw look up. His eyes was narrowed at her, anger flashing through them.
There isn't a reason in the world that I'm here! Rainpaw hissed. I'm only here
because of pity and regret, aren't I? I'm completely worthless! I only bring sadness
and sorrowI'm not good! It was quiet for a few seconds as Cheetahfur's ghostly
figure stood before him, looking disappointed.
Rainpaw, you are anything but worthless, Cheetahfur whispered. We didn't just give you
another life because your other one didn't work wellwe gave it to you as hope. Rainpaw
looked up, his heart beating quickly.
What? he asked, shocked and surprised.
We gave you another life because of a prophecy, Cheetahfur explained. It's difficult to
explain, but I can say this. Your life fit what the prophecy was looking for, and therefore we
changed you so that you could become the prophecy cat.
I-I'm from a-a prophecy? Rainpaw asked. I-is that why my mind changes
whenever my scar is scratched or bitten?
First of all, you aren't the Prophecy cat, said Cheetahfur. You can't be, because in truth,
you're human, and no human can be the Prophecy cat. Second of all, that is not why your mind
changes. That was our fault, a glitch in your making. I wanted to make you forget the pain and
sorrow while you lived this life, so I basically took a part of your soul and split it from the rest of
your soul and body.
Of course it didn't work, said Cheetahfur then, lowering her head. Instead of actually
leaving your body like I'd hoped, it hid in the corner of your mind, waiting for a reminder that it
exists within your body. Once it does, you're unstoppable. It's like being hit with all of your worst
memories at one time. No one but your most trusted can save you.
So I am a monster, huh? said Rainpaw, lowering his head again.
No, you aren't, Cheetahfur growled, obviously offended. Look, I'm sorry. If it makes
you feel any better, that's the main reason I convinced the four leaders to give you the ability to go
inside of your mind. Just don't give up. You have a full life ahead of you.
But I'm a murderer! Rainpaw protested. I've killed seven cats, Cheetahfur. It
doesn't mater that they were all evil anywayI killed them! This life isn't helping
me at allI just want to die again. Cheetahfur then suddenly narrowed her eyes, a
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blue fire rising in the large orbs on her face. Rainpaw's eyes widened, never seeing
a cat so angry.
Rainpaw, you should think more of yourself! Cheetahfur scolded. Have you ever thought
of the good things of this life? Have you ever thought of the friends, the families, and the elders
you've made friends with? Have you ever thought of the love they've put in you? Do you want to
cause them just as much pain as you did Daniel? Do you?
Rainpaw then remembered the good things about this life. He remembered
Ravenstar's welcoming smile, Robinpaw's lovely grin, Shadowpaw's cute face,
Sweetkit's promise, and most importantly, Thorntail's lick on the forehead. She. .
.she acted like his mother, and he just ran off. Tears began to fill his eyes then as
he was unable to control his emotions.
You will never know how much the four leaders gave up for you, Cheetahfur said,
continuing with her lecture. Nobody has talked to me since I granted you life, Rainpaw.
Nobody but the four leaders have looked at me with kindness. I gave up so much, and yet you
want to throw it away? Why not learn to love first? Why not prove to them that you can change,
that you can protect. Just show them. Do it for us, not for yourself. Erase the black wall of clouds
in your heart. Let the memories flood to you, Rainpaw. Forgive yourself, and then forget it. We
are constantly at war with the other Clans, and right now you've caused a riot in RiverClan. Just
go now, return to your life. Remember, though, that we made you, and that we did it for a reason.
Prove to us that we gave you life for a reason! Cheetahfur then faded into nothing,
making Rainpaw sigh. He kept what she said in mind, because that was what
mattered.
Rainpaw then dipped his head for no apparent reason, and then stood as Thorntail
came up behind him. He could smell RiverClan coming near, making his heart beat
faster. He kept a brave face on, though, hoping not to worry her.
RiverClan are coming! Thorntail exclaimed. We need to leavecome on!
No, said Rainpaw. We can't leave. We'll just demand to get shown to their
leader, and then explain. If we don't, they will tell Ravenstar at the gathering, and
to tell you truth, I really want this to be secret. Thorntail, obviously at a loss for
words, nodded and then they waited.
It didn't take long for the RiverClan patrol to come, with Wolfheart obviously
leading it. However, there was a much older cat that seemed to understand when
Rainpaw and Thorntail asked if they could see Bravestar, the RiverClan leader.
There was a bit of an argument, but not enough for anyone to notice.
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There were a few murmurs from the patrol about how an apprentice and a queen,
since Thorntail already seemed to be showing, would be such a threat. Apparently
Wolfheart had basically ran off and told his whole Clan that they were trespassing
and, from the scent, they had been there every single day for the past two moons.
This would make things difficult, of course, but Rainpaw wouldn't back out. Not
yet.
Their camp was reeking with RiverClan stench, but it seemed very protected.
Rainpaw wasn't surprised that everyone's eyes was glued to his scar, but he was
surprised that they weren't giving Thorntail dirty looks. Ignoring that fact for now,
Rainpaw then turned his head to a large majestic cat that was no doubt Bravestar,
the leader of RiverClan. The patrol separated from Thorntail and Bravestar, then,
making Rainpaw stop. He didn't trust any of these cats, so he would not give them
a reason to blame him for anything.
Are you the two trespassers? Bravestar asked, his bright blue eyes looking into
Rainpaw's. Rainpaw nodded, sitting down so that he could show the others that he
was not a threat.
Yes, we are, said Thorntail, lowering her head. Rainpaw looked at her
reassuringly, hoping that her confidence would gather soon. She was older then
him, and therefore she needed to be the one to speak. Thorntail nodded, seeming
to understand his words through his eyes. She then looked back to Bravestar.
Well, is there a reason you were crossing the border? asked Bravestar, tilting his
head to the side. I mean, it would be easier to hunt on ShadowClan territory,
wouldn't it? Rainpaw growled lowly, narrowing his eyes, but then calmed down.
We weren't hunting on your territory, Bravestar, Thorntail explained, a little bit
more confident now. A few cats disagreed with her statement.
That's just a lie! hissed a large and strong looking she-cat. You just want to save
yourself. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes, but did not stand. The last thing he wanted
to do right now was fight, especially if they accidentally scratched his scar.
Stonefur, quiet, Bravestar growled softly. They have not finished, have you?
Bravestar then looked back to Thorntail.
W-we were just trying to get to Silverdew, b-because of the. . . Thorntail drifted
off then, obviously bad at the whole lying. Rainpaw hissed lowly in frustration,
hoping she wouldn't hear. Stonefur, the cat who yelled last time, laughed.
That sounds like a lie, said Stonefur with a smug smile. Is it?
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Leave her alone, Rainpaw growled lowly, narrowing his eyes. She's just
nervous.
Oh yeah, pipsqueak? Stonefur hissed. Who are you? From your description, I'd
say you're the loner that ThunderClan picked up. Rainpaw winced as he was
called a loner, trying hard to keep his anger down.
I am Rainpaw of ThunderClan, Rainpaw growled. I will not fight, unless you
attack Thorntail. She's a queena moon from her kitting, actually. So I expect you
leave her alone.
She's that far into the pregnancy? Bravestar asked then. Why isn't she in the
nursery? Rainpaw, trying hard not to speak for Thorntail, looked over to his
mentor and nodded reassuringly. Thorntail nodded a bit in response and then
looked back up to Bravestar.
That's what we're here for, said Thorntail, lowering her head again. We need a
herb from Silverdew, one that Snowdrift doesn't have. Bravestar seemed to
believe this, but Stonefur still didn't.
You aren't even showing the signs! Stonefur hissed. You claim you're a moon
in, but you haven't changed a bit! Trust me, said Stonefur then, looking to the
other cats. I was a queen once!
Oh really? Where are your kits? I feel sorry for them. Rainpaw didn't know why
he'd said thatmaybe it was because Stonefur called him a lonerand he
regretted it from the moment it came out of his mouth. Stonefur glared at him, her
eyes filled with rage. He stood up then, unable to resist the temptation to fight the
one that called him a loner.
Stonefur attacked, pinning his small body down quickly. Rainpaw thought quickly
and kicked his hind legs into her stomach. She screeched, and then gave him an
opening. Rainpaw then got on top of her, making sure she couldn't move. She
probably could, but she didn't try. Stonefur seemed too shocked that he was able
to do that.
Stonefur! a dark grey tom screamed. This tom was apprentice looking, and he
resembled Stonefur a lot. This was one of Stonefur's kits.
Mumma! a black she-cat with white streaks spoke then, a worried look on his
face. Rainpaw looked over to the two apprentices, and then back to their mother.
He couldn't even scratch Stonefur now.
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Rainpaw then stepped off, not looking at Stonefur or Thorntail as he did so. Those
kits weren't going to experience what he did. They were going to live on happily
with their family, and that was that. Rainpaw seemed happy then-he finally save a
life rather than putting it in danger for once.
You'll regret that decision, kit! Stonefur suddenly yelled from behind him.
Rainpaw had no warning after that. Stonefur had lunged at him, and soon had him
pinned down again.
No Rainpaw tried to say, but was interrupted by Stonefur, who was enjoying
his struggle.
Those are my kits, and since you are probably only five moons yourself, I won't
kill you. Stonefur explained, a grin forming on her face. I will, however, have to
give you something to remember me by. She then raised her right paw, and from
what Rainpaw could tell it was headed straight at his scar.
Rainpaw didn't know what to do. If Stonefur scratched him, he would go berserk
and kill her. Oh no, and not just her. The whole Clan would be in danger, then. It
was something he didn't want. He looked to Bravestar with a look that only begged
for him to do something. Yell somethingdo something. He didn't care. He just
wanted Stonefur off of him.
Help me, Bravestar! He was thinking. Your Clan will die if she fights me! Help!
Then, just as Rainpaw brought up the memory of the rogues that attacked him, he
seemed to lock eyes with Bravestar. Something was pushed to Bravestar after that,
something from Rainpaw's mind. It was painful, but soon he could tell that
Bravestar was seeing something. Rainpaw didn't know what yet, but he had an idea.
Bravestar seemed to be watching the memory that Rainpaw seemed to push into
his mind.
Rainpaw didn't care how or why it happened, only that it did. Soon, Bravestar
seemed to return to the real world, and the memory seemed to then be pushed
back into Rainpaw, making him whimper a little bit. Bravestar then looked to
Stonefur and stood up with his tail lashing.
Stonefurstop! Bravestar yelled, making Stonefur look up to her leader. Get
off himhe's just a kit!
He threatened my family! Stonefur protested, her paw still raised dangerously
close to his scar. He deserves punishment!
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Tell me, Stonefur, said Bravestar then, his eyes showing that he was relieved that
Stonefur had not scratched him. Would you sacrifice your Clan just so you could
avenge your family? Stonefur was obviously confused, but then she shook her
head. Stonefur then backed off of him, making Rainpaw sigh with relief.
Rainpaw sat up quickly after that, hurrying over to Thorntail. He was breathing
quickly, but not as quick as last time. Rainpaw suddenly caught Wolfheart's
expression out of the corner of his eye. The RiverClan deputy seemed confused
and angry, as if he'd expected something else. Then he looked to Bravestar, who
looked horrified at the sight of Rainpaw at the moment. There was a few moments
of silence, but of course it didn't last long.
Rainpaw, Thorntail and Wolfheart, Bravestar called loudly so that the rest of the
Clan could hear him. Please follow me into my den, you have some explaining to
do. Rainpaw had been expecting that, but at least he would be able to tell
Bravestar the truth now.
It didn't take them long to get to the leaders' den, which, like the other two, were
enormously large. Rainpaw laughed silently as he realized that he'd been in every
Clans' leaders' den except for ShadowClan. He'd bet anything that no other cat had
done that before.
So is what I saw true, Rainpaw? Bravestar demanded, his eyes expressing
nothing at the moment. Rainpaw had no choice to nod. Suddenly his stomach
lurched as he realized that Bravestar would now know what he was: a monster.
Bravestar's bright blue eyes flashed with a look of worry, but then the brave leader
erased it, making Rainpaw feel more at ease.
That day was not the first, either, asked Rainpaw. Sharpfang was the first, and
then I did it on the rogues. With Sharpfang, I never controlled it. Robinpaw, a
friend of mine, actually had to make me go to sleep in order for me to sort my
mind out. With the rogues I had the lucky shot of being wounded enough to just
pass out. Rainpaw lied about the last part, hoping to avoid telling Bravestar and
everyone else in this room that StarClan gave him a power to see into his mind.
How do I know this is true and not just a trick that you're playing on me so that
you can go free? asked Bravestar, narrowing his eyes. Rainpaw simply flicked his
tail toward Thorntail.
She was thereshe can tell you anything you want to know. Rainpaw said,
smiling a bit. Bravestar then looked to Thorntail.
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Were you there that sunhigh when the rogues attacked? asked Bravestar.
Thorntail nodded, though she was surprised by the answer.
Were you there when he was scratched? Bravestar asked then, surprised when
Thorntail shook her head.
I wasn't there when they made his sanity leave, said Thorntail. However, I was
there in the aftermath. There were seven dead bodiesall of them had been killed
by Rainpaw. I know because they all had his scent on them.
They were actually really good at restraining me, said Rainpaw then, just saying
his thoughts aloud. I was surprised. Well, I was surprised after I woke up. I was
too busy trying to kill them before that. Thorntail glared at him, but he didn't
really notice.
Anyway, Thorntail continued after looking back to Bravestar. He was still
insane when I got back with the rest of the patrol that Ravenstar had sent. His eyes
were a dark blue, different from the normal lightning blue, and his scar was
glowing. Bravestar nodded, probably recognizing these symptoms from the vision
Rainpaw assumed he had. But then he just looked blankly at the others and I.
Like one part of his mind was telling him to attack while the other half was telling
him to stop.
That's true, said Rainpaw. I'm able to reject it once the enemy is gone, but only
if their far away. If they came anywhere near me I probably would have killed them
all. Bravestar nodded.
Do you want to kill even when your scar is not scratched? Bravestar asked
Rainpaw. Or is that new for you?
I do not kill, Rainpaw answered. I have seen my brother die in front of me, and
I have nearly experienced death itself, though I didn't ever actually die. I would not
wish it on anyoneI would rather protect. I am horrified when I changeI feel
like I'm never going to return to my original state. However, in some other ways, I
feel relieved. It's like a large burden taken off of my shoulders. It's as if, since I
don't have to think about anything or anyone anymore, I'm free to do what I wish.
I've never wanted to kill, and I never will. I am still sad about the seven cats that I
killed, no matter if they were the enemy or not. They were catsthey deserved to
live, and yet I took away that chance. Rainpaw shook his head, then, unable to go
any further. Bravestar nodded.
Well that solves those questions, said Bravestar. You are not a threat, and so I
will not keep you here like I was intending. I won't tell anyone, but in return you
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and Thorntail must tell me why you have been in our territory. Oh, and the truth
would be nice. Rainpaw nodded and then took a step back. Now it was
Thorntail's turn, not his. He only knew half of the story, and not Wolfheart's. This
conversation wasn't for him.
Bravestar, said Thorntail then. Please don't exile Wolfheart when I explain
thisnone of what I'm about to tell you his fault. Bravestar nodded, agreeing to
her request, and then she continued.
Wolfheart and I met at my third Gathering, the first Gathering I'd been at since I
was a warrior. Wolfheart had congratulated me after introducing himself, and then
we just started talking. After the Gathering, I asked him to meet me in his territory
at sunhigh. He told me no.
At the next Gathering, I asked him again. He said no. Then, at the last Gathering,
he. . . well. . .before hand, he said no, but then afterword, I convinced him. So,
after that, we started seeing each other night after night.
We promised each other that we'd never have kits, for his sake so that you didn't
get mad. However, Wolfheart told Leopardclaw, his mate, about me, admitting that
he loved me more. Thorntail then looked to Wolfheart, urging him to tell
Bravestar now. Bravestar then looked at Wolfheart, forcing the deputy to talk.
Leopardclaw seemed to understand, and after mentioning that we could still be
friends, she agreed not tell anybody. So that problem was fixed. said Wolfheart.
Rainpaw, however, seemed to notice that I was acting different, and so he
followed me one day. Thorntail looked to Rainpaw, then, her eyes telling him to
tell the story.
I was just interested in where she was going and why she was going there. said
Rainpaw After all, it wasn't like Thorntail to just leave like that. Also, I had been
interested as to why she was tired, so it just made sense to follow her. However,
after following her to RiverClan, I was actually worried for her. I found out later
that they loved each other, so I just lived with it. My mentor could do what she
wanted with her lifeit wasn't mine.
When we returned to our territory, the rouges attacked. They ended up killing
Snowstorm, a warrior of ThunderClan before. . .well you know what happened.
Rainpaw continued
After Rainpaw woke, Thorntail went on. life seemed to go back to normal.
Well, almost back to normal. I started feeling weirdlike something was moving
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inside me. I kept eating twice my share of fresh-kill but I didn't really know why.
Then Snowdrift saw me and announced that I was having kits.
I had to tell RavenstarI just had to! They were definitely Wolfheart's kits, so I
needed his help to decide what to do. After explaining the situation to Ravenstar,
Snowdrift called Rainpaw in, since he knew about me and Wolfheart and therefore
needed to know that I was having kits.
Rainpaw then came up with the idea of going to see Wolfheart and telling him.
You know, just so that he wouldn't freak out at the next gathering when Ravenstar
announced that I was having kits. So we came today, hoping that Wolfheart would
respect my decision to keep the kits.
Well, as we found out today, he didn't. Wolfheart wanted one, but I didn't let him.
I was on Ravenstar's orders, so how could I give him one?
And then I kinda provoked Wolfheart, said Rainpaw then. He attacked me,
about to make me go insane again, but then Thorntail was quick enough to push
Wolfheart out of the way. That wasn't really the best experience for me, mostly
because I'm too scared of myself.
You're scared of yourself? asked Thorntail curiously, a little worried for some
reason.
If you killed seven cats in ten heart-beats would you be scared of yourself? asked
Rainpaw as he looked at Thorntail. Her green eyes gave a flash of horror, but then
she calmed down. See? Well, anyway, Sharpfang is going to give me special
training. Maybe I'll be able to control it, after that. Bravestar chuckled to himself
as Rainpaw finished, making everyone look at him.
If you do end up learning how to control it, said Bravestar. RiverClan won't
attack ThunderClan, you'll have my word. A dangerous little kit like you? That's
bad enough. But controlled and all grown up? I feel sorry for anyone who wants to
fight you. Rainpaw smiled a little at this, not really sure if he should be happy, or
sad.
Well, we better be going. . . said Thorntail then.
Bravestar dipped his head respectivly. I will see to it that you two are escorted,
just in case a few of my. . .loyal warriors decide to attack. It is very important that
you are kept safeRavenstar should know. Rainpaw smiled in response and
waited for Wolfheart to lead them out.
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As Rainpaw had expected, everyone at camp were on their paws as he walked into
the clearing. For a few heart-beats, everyone just stared at head other. All of them
were looking at Rainpaw of course, but Rainpaw wasn't trying to glare at them at
all. He just wanted to see Stonefur and hopefully explain the best he could that he
was sorry and why.
Bravestar has decided to let them go after hearing their story, Wolfheart
announced, then. They did not steal any preythey did not break any rules of the
Warrior Code and therefore are to go home and are not to be harmed,
understood? There were a few murmurs, but then it was quiet. They didn't think
Bravestar was doing the right thing, from what Rainpaw heard. He believed it,
because if he was in their paws, he'd think the same.
Good, said Wolfheart then. Bravestar has ordered me to make an escort patrol
for their protection. Those who will be going will be as followed: Whitestream,
Cloudpaw, Ashbreeze and Softwillow. Escort them to ThunderClan territory, but
that is it. We don't want to stir up any trouble, do we? The cats he had called
walked up to them soon enough, and then they were off.
Rainpaw didn't really pay attention to where he was going, not when he had so
much on his mind. First he thought of his talk with Bravestar and if telling him was
the only thing he could do. And what if Bravestar told the rest of the Clans what
he, Rainpaw, a small under-age looking loner who was nine moons old and a
complete disaster, could do? What would happen then?
However, after thinking of this, Rainpaw remembered the good things. Bravestar
would now think twice before attacking ThunderClan, and also be cautious of
making any ThunderClan cat angry or hostile. It wasn't all bad, but still it was
stressful knowing that Bravestar knew about him.
Hi!
Rainpaw jumped to the side as he heard that. After being lost in thought for so
long, he hadn't expected the loud, high-pitched greeting that he'd just gotten by the
small black and white apprentice. This was Stonefur's daughter, if he remembered
right, so why would she be talking to him? Clan cats were weird like that.
Um, hi. said Rainpaw back. The kit's name was obviously Cloudpaw, because
Wolfheart had only counted one apprentice and this was the only apprentice
looking cat in the patrol. The name suited herafter all, the streaks on her flanks
looked like a few of those weird straight, long looking clouds that sometimes tried
to cover up the moon at night.
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I'm Cloudpaw! said the jumpy black-and-white she-cat. What's your name? I
missed it before. Rainpaw tried to stay as calm looking as possible, though he
didn't feel it. His ears hurt from the loudness coming from Cloudpaw, but it wasn't
like he could tell her that. She was being way too nice.
I'm Rainpaw, he said calmly. I thought you were Stonefur's daughter.
Cloudpaw bobbed her head repetitively for a few seconds before replying.
Yeah, I am. Cloudpaw put simply. Then she tilted her head to the side with a
curious glint in her eye. Why? she asked, making him sigh.
Well, since I provoked your mother to attack me, I sort of thought that you
would hate me. Rainpaw explained, an awkward tone coming from him.
Cloudpaw laughed, letting him take a turn at being curious.
I wouldn't hate you just because of that silly! Cloudpaw explained. Thunderpaw,
my brother, might hate you, but I'm perfectly fine! Mumma can be a little
protective over us sometimes because ofwell... Cloudpaw lowered her head
then.
What happened? Rainpaw asked, realizing the horror and grief that was flowing
through Cloudpaw's eyes. Cloudpaw looked up to him slowly, her eyes meeting his
after a few moments. Her bright green eyes were comforting in a way. It looked to
be the same expression he found himself wearing when he first looked into the
mirror after finally grabbing a hold of himself when he was a human after Alfie
died. It was as if he was relieved to find someone that felt the same waysad,
depressed, and guilty. How could she, only around nine moons old, feel the same
way? She only had nine moonsmonthsand yet he had nine years to experience
something like that! What possible could have made her feel that way?
Then it happened again, but it was different. Instead of sending a memory over to
her like he'd done Bravestar, Cloudpaw sent a memory to him! One moment, he was
standing their looking into her beautiful green eyes, and then next he was looking
through them as she watched a black tom battle another tom. From what Rainpaw
could see, Cloudpaw was in the nursery and therefore still only a kit. Beside her
was the dark tom that Rainpaw assumed was Thunderpaw.
Then, as Cloudpaw started paying more attention to the black tom, Rainpaw
noticed that their mother, Stonefur, was also near, comforting the two helpless,
scared kits. Rainpaw knew what was going to happen, even as Cloudpaw screamed
'Shadowstrike', the name of the black tom.
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As Shadowstrike fought, Rainpaw could tell that the tom was at a disadvantage.
Then, just as Shadowstrike seemed to be catching onto the other tom's moves, he
was killed by another cat. The cat that killed Shadowstrike was faintly familiar to
Rainpaw, but it rushed out of his mind quickly. Cloudpaw's memory then shot out
of his mind after making what seemed to be a copy and leaving it with Rainpaw.
. . .I don't remember what happened after father diedit just happened so fast. .
. Cloudpaw was saying, though Rainpaw's sudden gasp made her stop. She looked
up to him with a confused look on her face as Rainpaw tried to regain his footing.
Receiving a memory like that forced a lot out of Rainpaw, one of those being his
breath.
Rainpaw? asked Cloudpaw then. Are you okay? Rainpaw nodded through
breaths, trying to get himself breathing like a normal humancatagain. His head
was aching a bit, as if the whole experience had really irritated it.
I'm. . .fine. . . Rainpaw lied between breaths. That story just left me breathless.
Cloudpaw seemed to buy it, but it still bothered Rainpaw that she was so happy,
even after explaining the story. So, because of that, he tried something else.
Just so you know, Cloudpaw, said Rainpaw, getting the small apprentice's
attention. I've gone through the same thing. Cloudpaw was excited a bit at this,
curious as to what she was interested about.
Really? she asked in her usual high voice. Rainpaw nodded.
Really. Rainpaw answered. Except it was my brother who was killed. It's how I
got the scar, by the way. Cloudpaw then looked at the star-shaped scar on his
shoulder, her eyes widening in wonder.
Wow, she murmured. I wish I could control my emotions like you could!
You're so good at it! Rainpaw smiled, realized that ThunderClan territory was
near by, and then quickly replied.
I'm not anything special, Cloudpaw, Rainpaw said simply. It's actually good to
show your emotions to others sometimes. You know, so they can comfort you. I
envy you on that, mostly because it's a flaw of mine to hide everything from
everyone. Cloudpaw giggled, obviously a bit bashful underneath.
You really think so? Cloudpaw asked.
Rainpaw nodded. Trust me, Cloudpaw. Showing your emotions helps in life,
especially with a death like that one. Well, I gotta go. See ya later! And with that,
he bounded off to go with Thorntail back to camp.
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As he heard Cloudpaw's farewell, Rainpaw couldn't help but feel at ease. She knew
what he'd gone through, and same with him. They understood each other, which
was something Rainpaw didn't really get often. It was just. . .normal between them.
Just so wonderful!

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Chapter Seven

Rainpaw lunged forward, his claws sheathed as he tried to fight against his mentor.
Sharpfang was fast, but Rainpaw was turning into a speedy midget that actually
took advantage of his small body instead of trying to be just like everyone else.
Sharpfang had a proud grin on his face as his apprentice continued to train, but
Rainpaw had no idea why. It was as if his plan to get Rainpaw's insanity under
control was working, which it wasn't. No matter how many times the scar was
scratched and he rejected himself back into his mind, Rainpaw was still just as
much of a killer as the time before. It had already been two weeks since his visit to
RiverClan, and still the whole 'special training' wasn't working, meaning that he was
coming back to camp with the same wounds on his shoulder for nothing.
Good, Rainpaw, said Sharpfang then. Now, let's try this again and see if we
make any progress. If not, we'll just call it a day, okay? Rainpaw nodded, his rapid
breathing catching onto the icy cold snow on the ground.
Leaf-bare was only barely beginning, but it seemed too slow. Snowdrift had hoped
that Thorntail would have the kits after leaf-bare, but she was already so swollen
that Rainpaw couldn't understand why his previous mentor hadn't exploded. The
kitting was soon to come, and with leaf-bare moving as slowly as it did, there was
no doubt that she'd have them during the dead of winter.
As Sharpfang walked up to him, he held his breath. Rainpaw knew what was next,
and he didn't like it. Sharpfang swiftly gave his scar a small scratch, and then it
began. Like the other thousands of times that Rainpaw's scar had been scratched,
he immediately lunged at Sharpfang.
Sharpfang was ready for this, and quickly dodged to the side before Rainpaw was
able to catch him. Rainpaw's small body was agile, though, and turned quickly back
toward Sharpfang. His mentor, however, was anticipating this move as well.
Sharpfang gave a quick dodge to the left and then quickly lunged forward toward
Rainpaw. Rainpaw used his small body to get underneath Sharpfang, and then he
pushed himself from the ground and into Sharpfang's stomach. His mentor gave a
small yowl, and then fell to the ground. Rainpaw was proud that Sharpfang hadn't
expected the move, but he didn't stop to gloat about it. His mind was focused on
killing.
Rainpaw turned and pinned his mentor down, his dark blue eyes narrowing with
anger on his prey. His claws were unsheathed now, and they were digging into
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Sharpfang's skin. His lips were drawn back, showing his long fangs to his mentor.
Rainpaw laughed a laugh that he hoped never to hear ever again. Even though his
mind was focused on killing, there was a still small voice in the back of his mind
telling him not to do anything.
Suddenly Rainpaw felt teeth in his scruff. Jayflightthe volunteer helperwas
doing his job and pulling him off of Sharpfang before he got killed. Rainpaw's
body was struggling, but his mind was not. It was relieved, happy that he was being
saved.
It wasn't long before Jayflight got him off of Sharpfang and then got his body to
give up. Soon Rainpaw was engulfed into shadows, and then quickly woken up
again. Rainpaw's body was shaking as he stood but he didn't care. He didn't want
to do this anymorehe wanted to just simply leave his scar be.
Where are you going, Rainpaw? asked Sharpfang curiously behind him as he
tried to leave. Rainpaw sighed.
I'm going back to camp, Rainpaw mewed. This is getting us nowhere. With
that, he left and headed for camp. Well, at least he hoped it was for camp.
Truthfully, he had no idea where he was going.
Rainpaw's mind was buzzing. Even though he'd just said to Sharpfang that the
special training had gotten him no where, it was a lie. Something was happening,
but he couldn't tell his new mentor about it.
His mind was changing. He was no longer feeling such an urge to kill, though he
still wanted to. It just wasn't as demanding, Rainpaw thought. That part of his
mind was dulling and at the moment Rainpaw didn't know if that was a good thing
or a bad thing.
Rainpaw's nose suddenly caught something unfamiliar. It wasn't preyit was a cat.
However, this cat wasn't one he'd met before and it wasn't one from ThunderClan.
His senses then grew alert, and even more so as many more unfamiliar scents
showed up.
Then one was familiar, one that he'd only met once before.
Rainpaw hissed in anger, though he didn't move. His mind was arguing with him.
He knew he should go back and warn his Clan that there was an attack, but his
anger was urging him to lunge forward and kill that cat in front. The one who'd
forced him to not only remember, but to frighten those he loved.
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Then, as he saw the cat's shadows reach him, Rainpaw turned and ran toward
camp. He could hear the yowls of the rogues behind him, making him go a bit
slower than he should, but he kept going. Rainpaw thought of it as protecting his
family, and that was all that was making him go forward.
As he reached camp he could hear the other cat's gaining on him. Rainpaw hissed
in frustration and then pushed through the thorn barrier, trying to be loud as he
did so. Rainpaw then looked to the cats looking at him, narrowing his eyes with
anger.
The rogues are attacking! Rainpaw called. They're coming!
The Clan then went into complete and utter chaos. The queens rushed to get their
kits into the nursery, Snowdrift ran into his den while carrying a few herbs,
Ravenstar came out of his den and got down from the Highrock, and Jayflight was
barking out orders as if he were leader. Rainpaw just turned around and glared at
the thorn barrier, waiting for his prey to arrive.
Then they came.
Rainpaw's eyes widened as he realised what was happening. There were too many
of themprobably twice as many as ThunderClan. They were pouring into camp,
each of them finding a battle partner easily. Rainpaw lost track of his enemy, but
then found him. This was his fight.
Rainpaw sprinted forward, dodging the battles as if they were rocks. He only had
eyes for the tom these cats called master, and he wasn't going to fight anyone else.
Rainpaw then lunged at the tom, his teeth bared and ready for a fight. The tom
turned before Rainpaw could surprise him, and then quickly dodged the attack.
Rainpaw rolled a few tail-lengths before finding his paws and standing up. He
growled and lashed his tail at the tom, hoping to provoke him.
Ah, it's you again, growled the tom. I'm so happy to finally see you. After all,
we haven't really had an equal fight, now have we? Rainpaw hissed.
This is a battle, not a picnic, Rainpaw yowled. Hurry up and fight like a real
tom.
Ah, but you see, there is a tradition I have stood by, said the tom, also lashing
his tail. I want to know the name of the cat I kill so that I can tell the story to
others more easily. Don't you agree?
I'm just here to kill you, growled Rainpaw. I'm not doing anything else.
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You won't get a full fight out of me until you tell me your name, the tom teased.
Oh, and did I mention that I'll have to tell you my name? I think that's something
you'd wish to know. Rainpaw stopped hissing then. He actually did want to know
the name of the cat that he was fighting with.
I'm Rainpaw, apprentice of ThunderClan, Rainpaw muttered. I started out as a
loner and I know a few things about Twolegs.
You know about humans, eh? asked the tom curiously. Well that's interesting. .
.
Keep to your part of the deal! Rainpaw hissed. Tell me your name! Or will I
have to beat it out of you?
My name is The Mountain's Shadow, and I was a fighter for The Cats of the
Storms. the tom explained. You can just call me Shadow if you wish. Rainpaw
tilted his head.
You were a fighter for them? asked Rainpaw. What on earth does that mean?
Shadow didn't answer. Instead he lunged toward Rainpaw.
Rainpaw hissed with frustration before dodging and then attacking. He lunged
forward, his eyes narrowed on his enemy, and then bit down hard on Shadow's
scruff. Shadow didn't flinch.
Shadow easily threw him off then, an evil grin across the black cat's face. He
laughed an evil laugh before slashing his long white claws across Rainpaw's chest.
Shadow then bit down on Rainpaw's neck, creating a nasty wound that was far
from Rainpaw's scar.
Rainpaw kicked Shadow with his hind legs, forcing the big tom off him. Shadow
stepped off, but then attacked again. Rainpaw was pinned down again, and this
time it seemed almost impossible to move. Shadow's claws unsheathed into
Rainpaw's skin then, making the young apprentice yowl in pain. Shadow continued
to laugh.
Everything went into slow motion. Rainpaw watched in horror as Shadow slowly
came toward his neck again, this time trying to actually kill him. There was no way
Rainpaw could move and he was in too much pain to scream for help. He just
watched, absently accepting his death.
Isn't this what I wanted? Rainpaw thought. Isn't this what I wanted to happen from the
beginning? I wanted to die and join my brother in the afterlife. I wanted to just be alone. Isn't this
what I wanted? The thing was, however, he didn't want it. Though his body had
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already given up, there was a part of his mind that wanted him to struggle.
Rainpaw knew what it wanted.
Rainpaw had made many friends and had been treated like family. Rainpaw had
been protected and knew a very complicating secret that no one else knew.
Rainpaw wanted to see Thorntail have her kits. Rainpaw wanted to see Flamepaw
and Amberpaw become Warriors. Rainpaw wanted to become a Warrior. Himself.
Rainpaw wanted a mate and he wanted kits. He wanted to live.
StarClan was right. This life had changed his mind. A lot.
Suddenly Shadow's weight had been taken off him. Rainpaw had only caught a
flash of ginger fur before he was free. When he sat up, however, he realised that
Flamepaw had pulled Shadow off him. Rainpaw stood up then, a little angry at
Flamepaw.
I don't need your help, Flamepaw! Rainpaw hissed. Let me fight him!
No, I will not! Flamepaw growled back at him. You are still too small to be
fighting a cat like this! Besides, what would happen if he scratched your scar?
Rainpaw growled.
I had that part under control! Rainpaw objected.
Just go fight someone smallerI'll deal with him, growled Flamepaw. I'm older
and stronger.
But
Rainpaw! screeched a familiar voice. Rainpaw, help me! Rainpaw turned
around and gasped in shock. Sweetkit was in the clearing, shivering with fear. She
had called him to help, and now he could see why. A grey tom was inching toward
her with the look of a killer on his face.
Rainpaw yowled with fury before darting off toward Sweetkit, remembering her
promise. She'd made him her brother, and therefore he had better start acting like
one. Rainpaw wasn't going to let down another one of his siblings.
Rainpaw then lunged at her attacker, lashing his tail and unsheathing his claws. The
grey tom grinned wider at the sign of a better fight, but then dodged Rainpaw's
attack. Rainpaw rolled again, but this time he did not make it to his paws. The grey
tom pinned him easily, and now he knew that this fight wasn't going to be a picnic,
like he'd hoped.
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The grey tom raked his claws down Rainpaw's stomach, feeling the need to inflict
even more pain on a dying cat. Rainpaw yowled in pain, hoping that the grey cat
would give some sort of opening soon. The grey tom then screeched in triumph, as
if to brag to the other cats. Rainpaw just hoped the tom wouldn't go anywhere near
his scar.
The grey tom then bit into his right shoulder, the shoulder without a scar. Now the
tom was trying to kill him, though it didn't seem to be going well. Rainpaw yowled
again, and then gave a little whimper. This was the first time in a long time that he
felt like a child.
Aren't you afraid, kit? growled the tom. You're going to die! I need to see you
trembling! The grey tom then raked his claws down Rainpaw's flank, making a
large gash that stung against the snow that covered the ground.
I am not scared, if that's what you want. . . Rainpaw muttered.
Ha! laughed the grey tom. Yeah right! You're shivering already and soon you'll
have no strength to control your emotions. Say good-bye to the world, kit. We ain't
gonna miss ya! Rainpaw's heart was beating quickly, but he knew what to do.
Rainpaw scooped up the snow with his left paw and then flung what he could at
the grey tom's eyes. The tom was momentarily blinded, giving Rainpaw just the
opening he needed to roll out of the grey tom's grip.
Rainpaw took in as much icy breath as he could while the grey tom recovered from
the snow in his eyes. Then, just as Rainpaw got enough air, he lunged at the tom.
Since the tom hadn't been expecting this, Rainpaw had pinned him down easily.
Then before the grey tom could recover from the attack, Rainpaw bit down on his
throat, hoping that the grey tom would give up soon.
Rainpaw felt the grey tom's heart beat slow down and so he stopped. He didn't
want to kill, not until he knew that he absolutely had to. So Rainpaw looked at the
grey tom with expressionless eyes.
I told you I'm not afraid, Rainpaw mewed. I know death I've seen it, and I am
not afraid.
W-what are you? asked the grey tom, fear flashing through his eyes. I must be
looking really creepy to him to make him this frightened, Rainpaw thought.
Nothing special, Rainpaw replied. Just human that was turned into a cat. The
grey tom then snapped at Rainpaw's neck, though it wasn't really worth it.
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You aren't going to give up, are you? asked Rainpaw, keeping his tight grip on
the grey tom.
Of course not! the grey tom snapped. I was trained to kill or be killed! I will not
abandon my training! Rainpaw then looked into the tom's eyes harder, finding
nothing but anger and a little bit of fear.
He had looked too long.
The grey tom slipped from underneath him and then attacked Rainpaw. Rainpaw
evaded the attack with difficulty, but didn't let his eyes move from the grey tom for
one second. The grey tom attacked again, and Rainpaw dodged, but made it close
on purpose. While only two inches from the grey tom, Rainpaw slit his throat, and
then watched as the grey body fell to the ground.
Rainpaw looked at the body and then at the crimson stained snow. Was that who
he was? Was he pure as snow until he saw blood? He'd seen so much of it in his
life, and now right in front of him was a cat he killed on purpose, a cat he killed
without any excuse.
Rainpaw! called the familiar voice of Robinpaw. Rainpaw didn't look at her as he
heard her walk up to him. He just looked at the body, letting it sink in. His paws
were stained with blood but why? He didn't know. He wanted to know.
Rainpaw, said Robinpaw as she came up to him. I saw the fight. Sweetkit's fine,
but she's Robinpaw then gasped, probably noticing the body in front of him. It
was quiet for a few moments before Robinpaw moved.
R-Rainpaw? she asked in a low whisper. A-are you okay?
I'm fine, Rainpaw murmured. Well, I'm not insane or anything, anyway.
Robinpaw nudged him, getting his attention. He then looked to her, and then
warmed up when he looked into her jade green eyes.
You look horrible, Robinpaw stated, licking a bit of blood that was about to drip
into Rainpaw's eye. Are you sure you don't want to go see Snowdrift? Rainpaw
then realised that the battle with the rogues was over, making him shake his head a
bit to get back to reality.
He looked around then, daring himself to find out what had happened. There was
blood everywhere but there were few dead bodies. None of the dead bodies
seemed to be ThunderClan cats, and the wounded all seemed to be healthy enough
to walk over to Snowdrift, who seemed busier than Rainpaw had ever seen him.
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Snowdrift seems busy enough, said Rainpaw. I'll live. Robinpaw licked him
before running off to see her mentor, which was actually a good thing. Moments
later he was called to the medicine den by none other than Thorntail.
Rainpaw ran as fast as he could to the den, quickly rushing past Snowdrift, who
was outside the den, and then over to Thorntail. When Rainpaw saw her he was
shocked. She had many wounds on her and her swollen belly had a large scratch on
it.
Thorntail! Rainpaw said. You're not supposed to fight when you're expecting
kitsjust look what happened! Thorntail's head went low to the ground, looking
very ashamed.
I'm sorry, Rainpaw, but I had to, explained Thorntail. Sweetkit was in danger!
I took care of the danger, Rainpaw pointed out. Besides, leave the protecting to
us Warriors. You're already taking care of who knows how many kits within you.
How do you think I would feel if you died? Thorntail's head went lower, but then
she sighed.
It doesn't matter, said Thorntail. I'm too weakhow can I kit in this
condition?
Just pray to StarClan that you'll kit late, said Rainpaw. Then you'll have enough
energy. Thorntail rolled her eyes, but then suddenly widened them. She looked
absently at the ground as if something was happening within her.
Rainpaw! Thorntail gasped. Get Snowdrift! Now! Rainpaw's heart raced as he
darted out of the den to go get Snowdrift, hearing the whimpers of his previous
mentor.
Snowdrift! Rainpaw yelled as he finally got to the medicine cat. It's Thorntail
I don't know what's happening! She just called for you all of a sudden and
Rainpaw didn't say anymore. Snowdrift was already on his way into the medicine
den.
Rainpaw followed, trying to see what was going on. Thorntail was breathing rapidly
by the time he got there, and now he had a hint of what was going on but wasn't
sure.
Thorntail, just breath, Snowdrift told her. Just breathe in and out, there's no
reason to be tense.
It hurts! Thorntail exclaimed. The gash on my bellyit hurts!
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This won't be an easy kitting, Thorntail, warned Snowdrift. But you'll have to
go on with it if you want to live. Now just breathe. Snowdrift then looked to him.
Rainpaw, I'm going to have to trust you with her, Snowdrift explained. I got
many other cats out there waiting for me to heal them and this kitting could take a
long time. I need to see to them first. Rainpaw's eyes widened.
But I'm no medicine cat! Rainpaw objected. I don't know what to do!
Just keep her calm until the kits arrive, Snowdrift explained. When the kits are
out just make sure that they're breathing and then give them to her. Thorntail will
know what to do.
But what about her wounds! Rainpaw pointed out.
I have a few leaves of marigold and some horsetail in the stocks, said Snowdrift.
I'm sure you can scent them out. Just chew up the marigold leaves and let the
juice go onto her wounds. Then get some cobwebs to stop the bleedingit's not
that hard.
But
Rainpaw, you have to do this, said Snowdrift. for Thorntail. Rainpaw opened
his mouth but then closed it. Snowdrift was righthe needed to do this for his
mentor.
Snowdrift noticed that he understood and then left with a nod, quickly returning to
his duty. Rainpaw turned back to Thorntail and smiled weakly at her.
Guess I'm stuck with you now, Rainpaw muttered. I hope I don't mess
anything up. Thorntail smiled back, but Rainpaw could tell she was in pain. She
didn't reply, but that was okay. He knew what to do now.
Thorntail screeched a few times in the thirty minutes they were waiting. Snowdrift
kept coming in to check on her before grabbing some herbs and returning to the
other cats. From the conversation outside, Snowdrift had apparently forbidden
anyone to go into the medicine den until Thorntail's kitting was over.
Then it started.
Thorntail began pushing, making Rainpaw grow more alert. He watched for the
kits, hoping that they'd be out soon. He hated seeing Thorntail in so much pain. It
wasn't long before he heard a little high-pitched squeal.
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Rainpaw took the kit, then, and started licking it. The kit squealed and struggled,
trying to get away from his grip. After hearing the kit's heart-beat he shoved it over
toward Thorntail, who let it suckle at her belly while she pushed some more.
Another kit then came, this one's white coat easy to spot against Thorntail's long
black fur. Rainpaw licked this one like he did the other, and soon gave it to
Thorntail.
The last kit took a little longer than the first and second. It seemed to get stuck,
but was then out in no time. Thorntail collapsed to the floor after the final kit was
out, breathing loudly. Rainpaw ignored that for now as he licked the third kit,
which was about half the size of the other two kits. After the kit squealed a few
times Rainpaw let it go to Thorntail, breathing rapidly.
It was then that Snowdrift walked in, seeming to be relieved that Thorntail didn't
look that bad. Rainpaw stepped back as Snowdrift examined the exhausted queen.
However, when Snowdrift started to frown, Rainpaw's heart once again began to
race.
What's wrong? Rainpaw asked, a worried look on his face. Snowdrift waited a
few moments before looking to Rainpaw.
She's too weak, Rainpaw, Snowdrift explained. She won't be able to feed the
kits. She'll die if she's forced to, but I don't know how to fix that. . .
Couldn't we give them to any of the other Queens? asked Rainpaw.
No! Thorntail gasped. I don't want these kits to be raised by just anyone.
Besides, their rightful place is with their father, so they should be his. If I can't
have them, he should.
But he's in RiverClan! Rainpaw pointed out. How on earth could we get these
kits over there?
I don't know, but you'll have to, said Thorntail. They need to know their father.
Do it for me. Rainpaw sighed then, realising that he was giving up all to easily. He
didn't care. If this was what Thorntail wanted, than so be it.
Alright, I'll do it, said Rainpaw. I'll see what I can do. Carrying three kits is
going to be tough, but I'll do it. If that is what you want Thorntail. Besides, it
shouldn't be that difficult. Bravestar and Wolfheart both know about the kits, so it
should be easy.
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Thank you, said Thorntail, her eyes filled with relief. Thank you, Rainpaw,
thank you!
No problem, said Rainpaw before turning to Snowdrift. Is there any way out of
this den besides the entrance? I don't think Ravenstar would respect my decision
to go out into a blizzard with three kits on my way to RiverClan. Snowdrift
chuckled before flicking his tail toward a small dark tunnel near the stock of herbs.
I use it all the time to get outside, said Snowdrift. It'll lead you right outside the
camp. Rainpaw smiled.
Thanks, said Rainpaw before carefully picking up the three kits.
As Rainpaw walked into the tunnel, he called himself crazy. This plan wouldn't
work and he knew it. He'd die before he even got to ShadowClan territory. It was a
fact. Not only was he seriously wounded from the battle, he was going into a
blizzard that didn't look like it was going to stop soon. Then there was the fact that
RiverClan was so far away. He was doomed. However, Rainpaw was not going to
give up. Not when Thorntail was counting on him. They were her kits and he
needed to protect them, no matter how crazy he seemed to be while he did it.

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Chapter Eight

Rainpaw dragged his feet through the snow as he carried the three kits. The icy
wind blew toward him, making him have to look at the ground to go on. Rainpaws
wounds had stopped bleeding because the air around him had basically frozen the
blood so that it couldnt ooze out. He was still in pain, though, and it was slowing
him down.
The kits were fine, though the golden brown one kept trying to get out of
Rainpaws grip. The white one was rather still and the black one moved a bit but
only every few seconds. They seemed too tired from shivering to struggle too
much, which was somewhat a good thing.
Rainpaws mind was racingno matter how he thought he could get out of this,
he was proven wrong. These kits meant the world to him at the moment, so of
course he wasnt going to give up on getting the kits to RiverClan. He couldnt
stop in ShadowClan, theyd think he was a rogue trying to steal kits and send him
out if not kill him first and keep the kits for themselves well, Robinpaw had told
him that had happened when Brokenstar was leader, whoever that was.
He was running out of options, and he could tell that the kits were getting colder
than he was. Rainpaw knew this was bad because hed actually been to a vet camp
when he was younger and still human. Rainpaw knew from that camp that hour
old predator animals had to be kept safe and warm by their mother to get stronger
because they couldnt see or heartheir nose was the only thing they used.
The kits started squealing then, crying for their mothers warm milk. Rainpaw
sighed but then lied down in the cold snow and curled his body around them to
warm them up. They immediately quieted down as he started giving them his body
heat, making him smile. Rainpaw wasnt doing anything really helpful at the
moment, but at least he was warming up the kits so that they could live a bit
longer.
After about fifteen minutes Rainpaw gathered the kits scruffs into his mouth and
painfully stood up. His legs were numb but he didnt care much. Rainpaw just
focused on moving forward.
Rainpaws body was slowing down, he could tell, and it was probably because of
the blizzard that just kept getting worse. The snow was piling up as the wind blew
the snow toward him, and he could tell that it was not going to stop soon.
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Instead of thinking of the snow and the pain, Rainpaw decided to change the
subject. He started thinking of back when he was human, when things were
normal. Rainpaw tried to find things he missed, but the only things he missed at all
were Daniel and Alfie. His mother was never there and neither was his father, add
in the fact that everyone thought he was a creepy tattoo freak and you could
basically say that he hated his old life now, and that he never wanted to go back.
Yes indeed. Rainpaw knew he would never miss the human Holidays such as
Halloween or Christmas. He wouldnt miss the rush through life or the glares and
whispers. He wouldnt miss his over-worked father or his unproductive mother.
He wouldnt miss the shadows that he lived in to keep everyone else awayhe
wouldnt. This life was better, much better, and he seemed to have finally accept it.
Rainpaws ears grew alert as he realised he was now by the lake entering
ShadowClan territory. He made sure to stay in the two tail-length span that
ShadowClan couldnt claim as their territory. He knew it was already moonhigh but
still. If ShadowClan knew that he was hauling kits over to RiverClan, hed never be
let go. Theyd tell everyone and then the kits would be known as half-Clan kits that
is, if they even lived.
Rainpaw shook his head before focusing on the road ahead. The slight hum of the
snow was making him very tired, and all he wanted to do was lie down. He didnt
even notice when he collapsed, only that he was suddenly clouded with darkness.

Who is he? asked an unfamiliar voice then.
He reeks of ThunderClan! yowled another cat.
Yeah, but theres something weird about him. . . murmured a young she-cat.
He shouldnt sleep in the snow like this, growled a much older cat. Especially
with this blizzard still going on. He must have been exiled to be as crazy as this.
Rainpaws eyes flickered open as he woke, realising that the cats talking about him
were ShadowClan cats. He shook his head a bit as he stood up, guarding the kits
from view of the other cats. He stared at the ShadowClan cats hard before
narrowing his eyes and giving a low growl.
The cats stared, all of them looking a little worried and a little curious. Rainpaw
glared back, though with his muscles screaming at him he couldnt really do
anything.
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Excuse me, said the largest tom. He was a dark brown with intense yellow eyes.
But why exactly arent you in ThunderClan territory? Rainpaw didnt reply. He
just stared back, his light blue eyes drooping. His body was still tired, but he
couldnt fall asleep again. It was already dawn and his wounds werent in the best
shape.
A squeal from one of the kits told him to get a move on. The two she-cats of the
group gasped as the heard the kits, and watched with shock as Rainpaw let them
see the kits.
What are you doing with kits in this weather? demanded the younger white she-
cat. Theyre cold!
Rainpaw sighed, feeling it was probably best to answer her. So he picked up the
kits by their scruffs and then started to walk away. The patrol caught up to him of
course and the younger she-cat got in front of him as if she were trying to stop
him.
Youre taking them to RiverClan? asked the young she-cat. Rainpaw nodded.
But why? Rainpaw sighed, then let the kits down to answer her.
Their mother demanded it of me, said Rainpaw. His throat was dry and sore
when he spoke, and his voice sounded as if hed been dead for moons. Their
mother is a great friend to me, and if this is what she wants I need to do it.
These kits will never make it! the she-cat stated. She then examined Rainpaw a
bit. Youll never make it!
I dont care what happens to me, said Rainpaw simply. Its the kits that I care
about. They need to get to RiverClan, and thats where theyll end up, even if I
have to die first. The young she-cats eyes widened before she was pushed away
by the largest tom.
Why not take them to ShadowClan? asked the tom. At least let us heal you and
get the kits healthy enough to travel. Rainpaw paused, considering it, but then
shook his head.
I cant, Rainpaw replied. I cant wait any longer, my Clan will get worried, and
I wont let your medicine cat give me herbs that are rightfully yours. I just need to
hurry, and maybe if I do Ill make it to RiverClan before moonhigh.
Our medicine cat has plenty of herbs, growled the largest tom. And you need
them. Just come back with us and well take care of the kits. Rainpaw narrowed
his eyes then, noticing that his tail was lashing furiously.
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No, Rainpaw said firmly before turning toward the kits. I must get to RiverClan
without any helpit is what Ive vowed to do. Its only honourable that I carry out
the vow that I made with my friend.
Honourable, eh? growled the largest tom. Would it be honourable if you died?
Would it be honourable if you failed? Would it be honourable if these kits died?
Would it?
No, Rainpaw hissed through clenched teeth. Anger and fear were rising, and
with his back to the tom he was happy that he had self-control.
Then why do it? asked the tom. I dont see any chance that you would live
through this, and the kits are extremely hungry. Do you even know if RiverClan
will accept these kits? Theyre from ThunderClan for StarClans sake!
Rainpaw snapped.
Rainpaw turned his small body quickly and then lunged at the tom, claws
unsheathed. The tom hadnt been expecting this, and therefore Rainpaw pinned
him down easily.
Ive failed before, mouse-brain, Rainpaw hissed, trying hard not to let his anger
loose. I know how it feels. I know I have a good chance of dying and I know that
this is suicide. However, with the life that I have left, I want to make someone
happy and I want to make them feel relieved rather than make them feel hurt and
angry. Im cursed with a star-shaped scar to remember, and trust me you do not
want to know what I do when the memories return. Im doing what I can with my
life of broken glass shards, so go lecture to someone else about how dishonourable
it is to die doing something stupid like saving lives. Rainpaw was then shivering
with anger, but he was keeping it down well enough. He then slowly stepped off of
the tom and looked at the kits at his feet.
It was silent. The three other catstwo she-cats and an apprentice looking tom
were quiet with fear in their eyes while the largest tom that was on the ground
didnt want to move.
Just keep in mind that Ive killed, and that if you give me a reason, I will do it
again. Rainpaw then picked up the kits and headed back over to RiverClan,
leaving the frightened patrol behind.

Rainpaw had actually made it to RiverClan territory without dying, surprisingly
enough. The kits had made him stop a few times but it was dusk and he was
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already there. Rainpaw was proud, though he really couldnt show it. His wounds
had opened again once it got warmer, and his muscles werent in the best shape.
Rainpaw hadnt had any patrols meet him, which was actually disappointing.
However, he was still glad that he was near RiverClan. After sleeping hed been
refreshed and therefore was able to make it to the territory without any danger.
Then Rainpaw heard a yowl of agony and pain. His head turned directly toward the
noise and he waited for another scream to prove he wasnt imagining it. When he
got the proof by a yowl of anger and rage, he darted forward as fast as he could
with the kits in his mouth.
When Rainpaw finally knew what was happening he froze. A deep red fox was
fighting off three full Warriors and one small apprentice, though they didnt seem
to be doing that well. Blood stained the snow below them, and most of it was cat
blood.
One of the kits squealed, alerting the fox and the other Warriors of his arrival. The
fox seemed to light up at the chance to be free, and then it licked its lips as it
realised the meal standing dumbfounded in front of him.
The fox lunged forward for Rainpaw, though hed already began running. The kits
only gave him so much speed, and the fox seemed very fast. Why did everything
have to go wrong? He was so close to RiverClan territory!
The fox lunged again, and Rainpaw had to leap to the left to dodge the attack. He
kept trying to weave through trees and jerk to the side to get the fox to give up,
but this one wouldnt. Its heart was locked on its prey.
Rainpaw then ran into a den, his heart beating quicker than it ever had. Running
into a den wasnt the smartest idea ever, however. It was probably the dumbest.
When he was in the den he realised that there werent any openings. He was
trapped.
Rainpaw thought quickly and set the kits down in a corner. He then turned to face
the fox that was chasing him. He could hear the other Warriors racing toward the
fox, but there was no time. Rainpaw saw the giant red fox towering over him, teeth
sharper than any claw and its eyes colder than any snow storm.
The fox then lunged for him, its teeth bared and ready to grab onto the prey.
Rainpaw evaded the attack with difficulty, his flank suddenly reminding him that
he was still wounded from the battle of the previous day. The fox bit the stone
ground before growling with frustration.
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The foxs yellow eyes then narrowed at Rainpaw, making him get ready for the
next attack. The fox swiped its paw at Rainpaw, but the small apprentice dodged it
easily. However, when sharp teeth entered his neck, he realised dodging that attack
was a mistake.
Rainpaw yowled in pain as the fox picked him up and shook him wildly. He could
hear the squeals and screeches of the kits below him and he could hear the yells of
the Warriors behind the fox. However, the pain coming from his neck made him
scream louder than any of those sounds.
The fox dropped Rainpaw then, as if it did not like his screaming. Rainpaw hit the
ground hard, but didnt waste time moving to get away from yet another attack.
His body was giving up, however. It was giving in to the intense pain that all of his
wounds were giving him.
The fox then suddenly screeched, making Rainpaw look up. The Warriors and
apprentice had come, and they were trying their best to get the foxs attention. The
fox, however, had a different idea. It pulled each one of the cats off of itself and
then flung them away, getting itself free rather quickly.
Rainpaw! screamed a familiar voice. Rainpaw get out of there!
Rainpaw froze with shock as he realised who it was. Cloudpaw, the apprentice hed
met the last time hed come out here, was right in front of him, trying to get the
foxs attention.
Rainpaw then remembered the fox, though by then it was too late. It had grabbed
his right shoulder, and then flung him into the den wall. Rainpaws head was
bleeding by the time he fell to the ground, and his mind was racing with ideas to
get out of here.
Unfortunately, Rainpaw never got the chance to even think about it thoroughly.
The fox grabbed his left shoulder, and shook him again, though it let him fall
sooner than the last time.
When Rainpaw hit the ground he didnt get up. His mind was changing, he could
feel it, but it was too slow. The fox seemed to screech with triumph, but it was cut
short by what looked like the Warriors. His mind was blurry, and then it happened.
Kill.
Rainpaw looked over to Cloudpaw, his eyes beginning to close as he rejected the
demon part of his mind. She looked worried as she watched him, probably
thinking he was dying.
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R-run. . . Rainpaw rasped. Run!

Rainpaw! Cloudpaw screamed.
Kill.
Rainpaws frown then turned into a sick grin as his eyes turned a dark blue colour.
His scar glowed as he stood up, a laugh of evil happiness escaping his lungs.
Rainpaw was then standing fully, his demon looking into the foxs. The fox then
turned its attention to Rainpaw again, looking surprised that its prey was alive.
Ready for a real fight? asked Rainpaw, his claws unsheathing. His voice sounded
like a blood crazy demon that was ready to kill. Ready to die? Must feel pretty
bad, dying by an apprentice when three Warriors have tried to kill you. The fox
then attacked, its teeth dangerously close to Rainpaw. However, his new and
improved mind had very quick reflexes that worked excellently in this situation.
Kill it.
You were doing pretty well, but you just had to go and bite the scar. Well, at least
I finally get to have my fun. After being trapped in the back of this idiots mind for
so long Ive been getting kind of lonely, you know? The fox attacked again,
though Rainpaw dodged again.
This was weird to Rainpaw. It felt as if there were two people in his mind. One of
them was a demon and the other was a shadow, yet they both seemed connected
somehow. It was strange, yet it felt good. It was as if he felt in control now, and he
liked it that way.
This time Rainpaw attacked. He lunged for the foxs neck, his claws unsheathed
and his teeth bared. Rainpaws teeth clamped onto the foxs neck while his claws
slashed at the foxs chest. The fox screeched with pain before grabbing Rainpaws
tail and flinging him off.
As Rainpaw fell, he felt good. He felt alive. Rainpaw stood, then, a happy grin on
his face that was just asking for more.
Fun.
Yeeeees! Rainpaw hissed to the fox, his tail lashing with excitement. Now
youre putting up a good fight! Lets see if I can push you some more! Rainpaw
then lunged forward, his teeth biting into the foxs leg.
Wild.
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The fox attacked Rainpaw, aiming for the scar again, but the speedy apprentice
moved out of the way just in time. He moved onto the left side of the fox before
biting down on its other leg. The fox attacked again, but Rainpaw leaped under it.
He then raked his claws down the foxs belly.
Free.
The fox screeched before backing up, grabbing Rainpaw firmly with its teeth, and
then shaking him so wildly that blood splattered everywhere. The fox then flung
him back against the stone wall, making him yowl in pain. After falling to the
ground he lay there a bit longer than the last time, actually quite shocked.
As Rainpaw jumped up he yelled, Yes! Yes! Yes! This is the best fight ever!
Rainpaw should get into trouble more oftenIm lovin this! Rainpaw then
lunged forward, his teeth grabbing onto the foxs neck. The fox tried to clamp its
teeth onto Rainpaw, but he was using his small body to dodge the attacks.
Tick tock goes the clock
Rainpaw let go and then leaped to the side before the foxs sharp teeth got to him.
The fox attacked with his paw then, trying the same thing that had nearly ended
the real Rainpaw. With a demon laugh, the small apprentice jumped over the paw
slashed toward him, and then bit down on the foxs muzzle as it tried to grab
Rainpaw again.
And what now shall we play?
Youre not so much fun anymore, growled Rainpaw with a disappointed frown
on his face. Oh well, at least I get to kill you in front of the idiots over there.
Theyll have a story to tell when they get home.
Tick tock, oh what a shame
Rainpaw then lunged at the fox again, this time missing its body on purpose. He
then slit its throat, and evil demon-like grin on his face as he did so. The fox
screeched but was cut short as it started gurgling. Rainpaw landed cleanly on his
paws, but then realised his mistake. He had not cut the foxs throat thoroughly,
and therefore just made it dying instead of dead.
Ive slit your throat today.
The fox grabbed Rainpaws right shoulder and flung him into the stone wall harder
than the last few times. He heard a bit of a crack before he fell to the ground, and
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for some reason the demon part of him seemed to fade away. The burning
sensation in Rainpaws head eased, and his vision grew clearer.
Rainpaw then heard the fox fall to the ground, and for some reason a smile grew
on his face. He heard the kits squeals and tried to get up. Rainpaws body really
wasnt listening to him at the moment, as if it was mad at him for pushing it too far
already, and so he gave up. All he could do now was hope that the RiverClan
Warriors would do the right thing and take the kits to their camp.
The RiverClan Warriors then drug the foxs body out of the den before returning
quickly to examine Rainpaw and the kits. Cloudpaw stayed outside. Her eyes were
wide with fear and her body was trembling as if shed just gone into the icy cold
lake and ran back. Rainpaw suppressed the tears beginning to form behind his
eyes, hoping that shed put what shed seen today behind her if and when he woke
up.
Great StarClan he looks horrible, muttered a slim silver she-cat, her bright blue
eyes looking down at him. Even with his mind foggy he could see everything, but
he was still not really ready to respond to anything they were saying. Do you think
hes as crazy as he looked just a few heart-beats ago?
Dont get close so him, Jayfrost, growled a very light cream coloured tom, his
blue eyes narrowing at the silver she-cat whose name was obviously Jayfrost.
When hes unconsciouswhich looks to be soonwell take him to Bravestar. If
you havent forgotten, our leader did act weird the last time that scar was nearly
touched. Remember that he wasnt even close to crazy before the fox bit that
shoulder.
So youre saying that the scar is responsible, Otternose? asked a much older she-
cat, also cream coloured. The tomwhose name Rainpaw now knew as
Otternosenodded. Thats impossible! The scar is star-shaped, yes, but wouldnt
that be an omen, not a curse?
I dont know, Softwillow, said Otternose. However, this tom couldnt have just
gone crazyhe was perfectly sane before the fox got to him. Its as if someone
else was controlling the body, the way that he kept saying Rainpaw should let me
out more often and things like thatit was strange.
Well, Im outta here. See ya later, Rainpaw. Hope we meet again soon!
Rainpaw didnt really understand what happened, but he could tell that the cats
beside him werent in any danger anymore. This made a smile of relief cover his
frown of displeasure, making everything seem happier.
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Either way, I think we should get these kits somewhere safe, murmured Jayfrost.
They look like theyre starving! They must be at least a day old if not more, and
yet theyre not with their mother? How stupid and or dangerous was this tom?
Otternose sighed with frustration as Jayfrost insulted Rainpaw, but then shook his
head.
According to the Warrior code all kits that are nowhere near another cat must be
brought back to camp, and these need to be anyway, said Otternose wisely.
Jayfrost, Cloudpaw. Take these kits back to camp and get them to Reedfeather
before they starve to death. As soon as he falls unconscious well take him to
Silverdew and Mysticpaw and await Bravestars orders on what to do. Dont
explain anything that happened tonight to anyone until Bravestar gives you the
okay that you can, understood? Both cats nodded before taking the kits and
leaving. Rainpaw noticed Cloudpaw give a glance of worry to him before leaving,
and it was then that he felt at ease.
Rainpaws eyes closed and darkness took him. However, that darkness did not last.
His dreams made every inch of darkness fail to come to him, filling his mind with
laughter and happiness.
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Chapter Nine
Mysticpaw, how did he do during the night? asked a soft yet somewhat harsh
voice. A small cat stirred near his side, yawning as she woke.
He didnt seem to be any pain or anything, said the cat next to him whose name
Rainpaw knew as Mysticpaw. He did seem to be having some happy dreams,
though. He kept laughing and running in his sleep as if he were a kit. The first
she-cat seemed to laugh at this, but then the sound stopped.
How are the kits, Silverdew? asked Mysticpaw. Did they make it through the
night? It was quiet for a few seconds, making Rainpaw want to wake up faster.
Hed been waiting quite a while to hear about the kits. Well, he wasnt awake all
that time, but still.
Yes, theyre all happy with Reedfeather at the moment, said Silverdew, the first
she-cat whod spoken. The runt, the golden brown one, nearly died but hes
happy now. They need constant watching, however. You never know when they
might take a turn for the worst.
Thats good, said Mysticpaw as she seemed to stand and walked a few steps away
from him. Those kits were really cute. I just wish I knew who their real mother is.
It must have been a sibling or something for this tom to have come so far
considering his wounds and the blizzard.
Its not a sibling, said Silverdew. I actually think its his mentor. You know, the
long-haired black she-cat he had with him last time he came here? I think that she
finally had her kits, but for some reason she couldnt keep them.
But why bring them here? asked Mysticpaw then. Couldnt his mentor just give
the kits to another nursing Queen, or maybe to WindClan or ShadowClan?
Why would he do that? snapped Silverdew. ShadowClan is probably unfamiliar
to him, since hes a loner, and I heard WindClan did want him. For all we know,
his mentor could have told him to bring the kits to another Clan and, feeling that
we were the best place, brought them here. It was just his luck that got him caught
up in a blizzard with those wounds.
He must be unlucky then, Mysticpaw decided. After all, do you think any other
nine moon old apprentice has walked in on a fox when carrying three kits while a
blizzard was going on? Silverdew chuckled a bit at this.
No, Mysticpaw, said Silverdew. I dont think thats ever happened before.
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Rainpaw finally started to wake up then, after listening to their interesting

conversation. His eyes flickered open while his body seemed to tense up a bit.
Mysticpaw and Silverdew both grew quiet, both of them look at him. Rainpaw did
his best to sit up, though after a few seconds he just decided to lay there on his
belly where he felt most comfortable.
Both she-cats in front of Rainpaw were obviously medicine cats. The youngest
one, Mysticpaw, was a white and grey tabby she-cat with deep amber eyes that
reminded him of fire. Silverdew, the older one, was a silvery grey she-cat with
sharp yellow eyes.
D-do you feel okay? asked Mysticpaw with uncertainty. Rainpaw shrugged.
Ive felt worse, Rainpaw muttered. But its better than I did yesterday, thats for
sure. Mysticpaw seemed to smile then, happy that shed done a good job on
healing him. Silverdew, however, seemed a bit more cautious.
You must be insane, carrying three kits like that through a blizzard, Silverdew
sneered. Do you have any idea how much danger you were in?
Yep, said Rainpaw simply. And dont worry, a ShadowClan dawn patrol already
gave me that lecture. I was doing it for a friend of mineyes, my mentorand I
wasnt worried of dying. If you want, you can call me crazy, because in a way, I did
go insane yesterday.
I heard of that from Cloudpaw, hissed Silverdew. Exactly how crazy were
you? Rainpaw growled lowly for warning then, but just sighed to get his anger
down.
Enough to kill, Silverdew, Rainpaw replied. Your friends were actually lucky
that the fox knocked me out before I killed it. The kits were lucky as well, actually,
and so was I. If you want to know anything else youll need to speak with
Bravestar. Silverdew narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a few moments
before shaking her head and looking away.
Speaking of Bravestar, do you know where he is? asked Rainpaw. He lowered his
head then. I have a feeling hed want to talk to me once Id woken up. . .
Hes asleep in his den, getting ready for the gathering, hissed Silverdew. And if
I were you Id stay right where you are until I tell you to get up, understand?
Yes, maam. Rainpaw muttered as he lay back down to rest.
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What did you say? asked Silverdew, actually more curious than angry. Rainpaw
stopped breathing for a moment as he realised that cats didnt understand the
formal saying of maam.
Er, nothing, Silverdew, said Rainpaw. Just talking to myself. Silverdew seemed
to leave then, as did Mysticpaw. Rainpaw was happy now that he got peace and
quiet.
Well, not for long. The familiar scent of Cloudpaw filled his nose as she walked in
a few moments after Silverdew left, though she hesitated. Rainpaw could tell she
was afraid, and he didnt blame her. However, he did wish that she would realise
that he wasnt insane and kill-crazy.
Cloudpaw seemed to lie down beside him, but she was still shaking with fear.
Rainpaw tried not to move, trying to look asleep. He really wasnt doing all that
well, but it was enough to fool her. He smiled as her fur brushed hisit was so
warm.
Oh, wow, she muttered to herself. Silverdew was right: your fur is cold.
Cloudpaw seemed to calm down a bit then, probably feeling like she needed to
warm him up more than she needed to be afraid of him. She sighed after a while,
startling Rainpaw a bit.
I just cant believe youd take such a risk, said Cloudpaw, pretending to talk to
Rainpaw. She was probably doing this to calm herself down. I mean, if she
wanted to take the kits somewhere, couldnt she just have done it herself? She
made you go through a blizzard! A-and with those wounds? Im surprised you
made it to RiverClan at all. And then with the fox, you were just unlucky. I-Im
afraid to ask about the whole going insane thing you did, mostly because Im
afraid youll do it again. You should have seen how scary you looked!
Im sure I look scary enough to frighten a leader, said Rainpaw then, startling
Cloudpaw. The small apprentice suddenly got up and took a few steps back all
while keeping her eye on Rainpaw. He sat up, seeing it fit to let her know he was
actually awake.
Cloudpaws eyes were wide but she still seemed to be trying to hide the
embarrassment. Rainpaw laughed, then, making her tilt her head in confusion.
W-what? asked Cloudpawpaw, curiosity burning in her bright blue eyes.
You really were scared of me when I nearly killed the fox, werent you? said
Rainpaw, still laughing a bit. Im surprised! After meeting you a few weeks ago I
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thought nothing could scare the great almighty Cloudpaw! Cloudpaw seemed
unsure then, as if she were surprised that he was acting like this.
Cloudpaw, Im not crazy, Rainpaw insisted, sounding a bit more serious now.
Its just what happens when my scar is scratchedreally! I dont know why it
does that, but it always has. Trust me, I hate it when that happens.
So youre not evil? asked Cloudpaw curiously yet cautiously. Rainpaw shook his
head.
Not unless my scar is scratched, which doesnt really happen often, Rainpaw
replied. Just the same boring loner cat that came to ThunderClan three or so
moons ago. Cloudpaw smiled and giggled then, licking his face.
Well thats good, said Cloudpaw. I was starting to wonder if I was talking to a
monster. Rainpaw frowned a bit when she said that, but then he put on a brave
face and smiled.
Sorry I was being so stupid, Cloudpaw apologised, lowering her head. I didnt
know what to think of you. Rainpaw smiled before licking her cheek.
Its okay, Rainpaw reassured her. You can think of me however you want.
*
Thats mouse-brain! hissed Wolfheart, his pale yellow eyes narrowing tightly.
Why would she send you to give me the kits? Why not send a whole patrol?
It was meant to be secret, Rainpaw growled. She didnt want anybody to know
that she even had the kits so that they wouldnt notice when they were gone.
Rainpaw was getting very irritatedhe had just explained everything to the
frustrating deputy, and yet he still didnt seem to get it. Bravestar, on the other
hand, seemed a bit more understanding.
Couldnt she have at least told Ravenstar? asked Bravestar kindly. It would have
been the better thing to do. Rainpaw sighed and shook his head.
No, because I dont think that he would let me go on in a blizzard with wounds
like this and three kits, Rainpaw replied. He hardly lets me out at all anymore
after the episode that happened last time I came here. Wolfheart growled lowly
for some reason, seeming very angry and distressed.
She couldnt have wanted the kits to be with me, said Wolfheart, as if he didnt
even notice that two others were near him. Not after what she said a half-moon
ago. Its unbelievable.
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Wolfheart, I told you, she couldnt keep the kits, Rainpaw reminded him. She
wanted you to have them, stating that if she couldnt have them, it was only right
that you did. Wolfheart just shook his head, making Rainpaw roll his eyes.
Bravestar seemed a little more concerned, however.
Rainpaw, you do realise that youre giving us three mouths to feed, one of which
might not even live through the next full moon? asked Bravestar. Its a lot of
work to take care of two kits, Rainpaw, but three? Reedfeather will need her
strength of this, and to get that she will need food that we do not have.
I understand, Rainpaw replied. And if you do not want them I will take them
back to ThunderClan when Ive recovered. Bravestars eyes widened a bit.
Youd be willing to do that? asked Bravestar. After all of the work theyve
proven to be already? Rainpaw nodded.
As I said before, their mother means the world to me, and therefore if they died, I
would count it as a failure, something Ive seen too much of already. Rainpaw
answered. If these kits died, I dont think Ill be sane. I dont know how to explain
it. . .its as if, by talking the vow that I would bring them here, Ive now vowed to
protect them until they are home as well. Ive done this before, but I failed last
time, and I will not do so again. Bravestar eyed Rainpaw suspiciously for a few
moments before shaking his head.
You are a mysterious cat, Rainpaw, said Bravestar. And Im just praying to
StarClan that being unknown is a good thing. Rainpaw smiled a bit then, and
soon it was quiet.
Ill send a patrol to escort him back, said Wolfheart after a long while.
ThunderClan will be missing him.
No, Bravestar growled, his eyes still on Rainpaw. Rainpaw will stay here until
the Gathering. He needs time to recover before he can return to his Clan, and if he
waits until the Gathering it will give him enough time. However, you should tell
the dawn patrol to catch the ThunderClan patrol to let them know we have their
apprentice and that we will be returning him at the Gathering. Wolfheart
narrowed his eyes, but didnt say anything. He just left.
You didnt have to do that, said Rainpaw. I could have made it back on my
own. Bravestar shook his head.
You just dont know when to rest, do you? asked Bravestar. Stop giving away
your life so freelyfight, and youll actually find that sometimes its better to let
others take care of you rather than just do everything yourself. Rainpaw tilted his
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head, confused as to what Bravestar was talking about. After a few seconds,
however, he left the den and headed for their camp.
It was a peaceful afternoon, actually. Smokekit, Maplekit, and Oakkit were all
playing happily, awaiting their apprentice ceremony that was soon to come. The
elders were sunning themselves by some rocks, a few Warriors were sharing some
fresh-kill, and a few others were having quiet conversations.
Rainpaw felt at ease. His wounds stung a little, but either than that it was, well,
calm. It was something he hadnt had the time to experience for a very long time.
Hiya, Rainpaw! said Cloudpaw, jumping up to him. Rainpaw jumped back to
reality as the small black-and-white apprentice bounced beside him.
Hi, Cloudpaw, Rainpaw greeted, though when he saw a dark grey tom walk up
to him his smile turned into a frown. This tom was very long and lanky, tall as well.
He almost looked like the polar opposite of Rainpaw in conformation, and his
narrowed bright blue eyes didnt really help matters much. This tom did not look
happy.
Oh, this is Thunderpaw! said Cloudpaw happily. Hes a little angry at you for
what happened the last time you came here, but hell get over it. She then glared
at her brother, narrowing her blue eyes. You will, wont you, brother?
Thunderpaw didnt answer at first, but then he relaxed a bit. Whatever you say,
Cloudpaw, said Thunderpaw, though he still didnt take his eyes off of Rainpaw.
As long as he behaves. Thunderpaw left then, making Cloudpaw roll her eyes.
Dont mind him, she said. He has never really been fun.
Its okay, said Rainpaw. Im like that sometimes. Cloudpaw, however, seemed
to be trying to remember something and didnt hear him.
There was something I was supposed to tell you. . . said Cloudpaw. I was over
visiting the kits, who was I talking to? Leopardclaw? No. . .OH! Reedfeather
wanted you to help naming the new kits. Wolfheart didnt want anything to do
with them, so she sent me to go get you. Rainpaws eyes widened. He hadnt even
thought of naming the kits, and right now he wasnt really thinking up very many
names.
Oh. . .but I Rainpaw started.
Oh, come on, Cloudpaw insisted. You carried them through a blizzardyou
should at least be able to name one. Besides, Reedfeather wants you in there to see
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them. Shes been really wanting to see you. Rainpaw thought about it for a few
minutes, but then sighed and gave in.
Okay, he said. Just dont expect my names to be good. Ive only been a Warrior
cat for so long, you know. Cloudpaw then took off, not even listening to the last
part of his sentence. He followed reluctantly, trying to remember that these cats
didnt know about half of the stuff that he did.
When Rainpaw entered the den, he felt warm and comfortable. The smells were
very good, and the sights were so cute. Leopardclaw, Wolfhearts first mate, sat
scolding Maplekit and Oakkit while Smokekit played with her sisters tail.
Waterstep, another queen, was nursing two kits while Reedfeather licked one of
the five kits suckling at her belly.
Rainpaw walked over to her and instantly recognized the three kits that hed
brought over. They were a lot different from the other two kits, Foxkit and
Mosskit. Foxkit was a flame coloured she-cat, and she was much bigger than the
small golden tom hed delivered. Mosskit was the soft grey she-cat, and the three
kits he knew werent even close to that colour.
No, the three kits hed brought over were much smaller than the two week kits
they ate by. The black tom with a white tip on his tail was the biggest and the first
born, if Rainpaw remembered right, and he seemed to be quite happy to finally
have food in front of him.
The white she-cat was a bit smaller, but still larger than the golden tom. She had
long fur like her mother, Thorntail, but that didnt seem to get in her way. She did
look like a little cottonball though.
The golden brown tom was the tiniest kit, probably three times smaller than
Mosskit and Foxkit. He was gold like the sun when its settingit isnt orange, but
it wasnt a sand colour either. Just in the middle. It sort of reminded Rainpaw of
dusk.
So? asked Reedfeather. Do you know what youre going to name them?
They arent mine! Rainpaw reminded her. Wolfheart should be naming at least
one. . .
He doesnt want them, said Reedfeather with a very sad expression on his face.
Hes too mouse-brain to see what wonderful kits he has. Rainpaw sighed,
feeling that it would better if he didnt argue.
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I dont want to name all of them, Rainpaw said then. After all, youre going to
be the one taking care of them. Its only fair that you name at least one.
Reedfeather looked like she was going to argue, but then she ducked her head.
Well . . . I do have a name for the white one, said Reedfeather. She reminds me
of the snow outside. The soft, fuzzy feeling you get when youre inside watching it
fall. I want to name her Snowkit. Rainpaw smiled and nodded.
Thats perfect for her, he said. Snowkit it is.
Maplekit, you get over here this minute! Leopardclaw suddenly hissed. The dark
ginger fur of Maplekit suddenly flashed by him, getting to the kits.
Theyre so cute! exclaimed Maplekit. I cant believe theyre our siblings!
Half-siblings, Leopardclaw corrected her daughter. And they are too young for
you to be around them. Get back over here! Now! Maplekits ear flicked back to
show she was listening, but she ignored her mother. Meanwhile, Smokekit and
Oakkit were now joining their sister.
Wow! Theyre small! said Smokekit.
Very small, Oakkit squeaked. I wonder who their mother is. . .
Oakkit! Smokekit! Leopardclaw yelled furiously. Get over here!
But mum! Maplekit whined. Theyre our siblings! I want to watch them!
Yeah, mum! said Smokekit, We should at least get to see them!
Well. . .
Pleeeeease? the three kits begged all at once. Leopardclaw eyed them, but then
sighed.
Oh, alright, she decided. Just dont get too close to them, okay? The three kits
nodded while Leopardclaw left, and then turned their attention to their siblings.
The three of you came at a good time, said Reedfeather then. Rainpaw and I
are naming the kits. So far, weve named the white one Snowkit. Would you like to
name one? The three of them nodded.
Lets name the black one Blackkit, said Smokekit excitedly. It suits his fur.
What about his tail, though? asked Maplekit curiously. We should name him
Snowflakekit!
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Thats a ridiculous name! Smokekit argued, looking at her sister as if she was
stupid. Who would want the name their kit that?
Well then what about Ashkit? asked Maplekit, trying to please her sister.
The tip is white not grey! Smokekit pointed out. Cloudkit would be a better
name.
No it wouldnt! Maplekit protested. Hes mostly black, not white.
True, said Smokekit thoughtfully. Would Shadowkit work?
We cant name him that! said Maplekit. There is already a Shadowpaw in
ThunderClan!
What about Nightkit? asked Oakkit then, the one who hadnt even given one
response during the kits argument. The night has stars in it, which could
represent his white tip on the tail, and the blackness of a moonless night could
represent his fur. Would it work? Smokekit and Maplekit looked at each other a
bit before shrugging.
Thats an excellent name, Oakkit! Maplekit said cheerfully. Why didnt I think
of that?
Cause youre stupid, said Smokekit teasingly. Maplekit glared at her brother
playfully before jumping on him and starting a play-fight.
Quit it you two! hissed Reedfeather then, getting the two gets to stop almost
immediately. If you want to play go somewhere else. We still have the golden one
to name. The two kits then looked at the golden tom and tilted their heads.
Why is he so small? asked Maplekit, curiosity burning in her blue eyes.
Because he was born that way, said Rainpaw educationally. Where I come from,
we call those kinds of kits runts.
Well then that should be his name! said Maplekit. Runtkit!
Hey now, said Rainpaw kindly. Its actually kind of rude to the kit to name it
something like that. Its like naming him Smallkit, to remind him of his shortness.
And I dont know about you, but I dont like being called small. The kits ducked
their heads with embarrassed faces. Besides, I want to name this kit. After all, I
havent been able to yet.
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Really? asked Maplekit. Rainpaw nodded. Okay, then. You name it. I bet you
cant come up with a better name than Oakkit did with Nightkit. Rainpaw smiled
before shrugging.
Hows Duskkit? asked Rainpaw. His fur reminds me of the golden rays the sun
gives off when it sets. Maplekit scowled after that.
Okay, you win, she said. Duskkit is a better name than Nightkit.
Nightkits a good name, too, said Rainpaw, trying to make Maplekit happier. It
was quiet after that, all of them watching the three kits feed off of Reedfeathers
milk. Rainpaw smiled, happy that he got to name Duskkit. He would always
remember the day that he did, and therefore always remember the tom he was
looking at, no matter what Clan he was in.
So those are the names, then, said Reefeather. Snowkit, Nightkit, and Duskkit.
*
Rainpaw, were ready, said Bravestar after jumping down from whatever he was
on to announce who he was going to take to the gathering. Well wait for you by
the camp entrance, but please dont take too long. The other Clans will only wait
so long.
I understand, said Rainpaw, dipping his head respectively. Rainpaw then turned
around to face Reedfeather, frowning as he realised what a friend hed made. Now
hed have to leave her, and he didnt want that. Rainpaw knew she was going to
have to take care of the five kits on her own, and he just wished he could help.
Reedfeather licked him on the forehead then, noticing his displeasure. Ill be fine
with the kits, trust me. Ive taken care of a litter before, and I have Leopardclaw
and Waterstep to help me. Rainpaw nodded.
If anything goes wrong with any of themeven Mosskit and Foxkitplease let
me know however you can, said Rainpaw. Ill be there for you, I promise.
Wolfheart should be, but I guess Ill just take the lucky job. Rainpaw smiled,
though he still felt uncomfortable leaving her. Reedfeather just nudged him, then,
as Bravestar called for him.
Hey Rainpaw!
Rainpaw turned his attention to the nursery where three kits came bounding up to
him. It was Maplekit, Oakkit, and Smokekit. All of them looked very sad that they
hadnt been turned apprentices, but they all looked very excited for some reason.
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Thanks for letting us name Nightkit! said Maplekit.

Yeah, and dont worry, youll see us again, said Smokekit proudly. Though the
next time will hopefully be when were apprentices. I cant wait until we are!
Good-bye, Rainpaw, said Oakkit shyly. I hope I see you soon. Rainpaw
laughed a bit.
Yeah, I hope to see you soon too. said Rainpaw, noticing his name was being
called by Wolfheart angrily now. Good-bye!
Rainpaw then padded away, leaving his new friends behind. Bravestar nodded as
he came and then led the Warriors and apprentices out of camp. Rainpaw fell
behind everyone, feeling that he belonged last since he wasnt exactly in this Clan.
Then he found that Thunderpaw was beside him, startling him a bit. Thunderpaw
was staring at him, his bright blue eyes looking right into Rainpaws.
What does Cloudpaw like about you? Thunderpaw demanded. I dont see it.
You could kill her, and yet she treats you like a friend.
Well, yeah, Rainpaw replied. We are friends. We understand each other.
Thunderpaw growled lowly, his teeth bared.
What is there to understand? Thunderpaw asked. Youre an insane cat who
thinks everyone is going to like him because hes special. If you ask me, youre
faking it. Rainpaw growled lowly, narrowing his eyes angrily.
Faking it? said Rainpaw. How on earth could I fake it? Nobody is perfectly sane
and then just like that snaps into insanity. Trust me, its not like that. I swear.
Maybe your sister just likes me because Im mysterious, and she thinks she needs
to take care of me. Thats what my den-mate, Robinpaw, thinks of me in my
opinion. To be honest, my whole Clan thinks that.
And you dont mind? asked Thunderpaw, widening his eyes. You dont mind
that they like you just because they want to help you?
No, I dont mind, said Rainpaw truthfully. Its better than not being loved at all.
In the future they might love me because of me and not just because of what I can
become, but then again, maybe not. That doesnt matter, though. I only care that I
have a family because back when I was a loner, I had nothing. Now that I have
something, Im happy.
Wow, said Thunderpaw, his eyes still wider than when they first began their
conversation. Someone like that would definitely get along with Cloudpaw. She
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likes to hang around people who want to protect, who dont care how annoying
she could be. I like that. She hasnt found someone like that in a long time.
Rainpaw smiled at his words before turning his attention to where they were.
Rainpaw could smell ThunderClan, and now he knew why. They were close to the
Gathering place from what he saw, because all three Clans seemed to be on a little
island that had a fallen tree as a bridge. It was a very cool looking place, and he was
wondering why he and Alfie hadnt found it when he was human.
As RiverClan jumped onto the fallen tree, Rainpaw waited. His mind was racing as
he got excited about going home to ThunderClan. However, he was polite as he
waited. Finally, as the last RiverClan cat entered the Gathering place, Rainpaw
leaped onto the slippery log and carefully walked across.
As Rainpaw reached the end, he jumped off of the log and into the Gathering
place. There were so many sights and smellsit was so interesting. He looked
continued looking around as RiverClan spread out, unable to take his eyes off of
the pretty landscape.
Rainpaw! called a familiar voice. Rainpaw, over here! Rainpaws eyes turned
toward Robinpaw, smiling as he saw Flamepaw and Amberpaw as well. He then
ran up to his friends.
Oh thank StarClan youre okay! said Robinpaw with a relieved expression. We
were all worried about you!
You were? asked Rainpaw curiously. But you knew that Id be coming back!
We knew you were gone before that announcement, mouse-brain, Robinpaw
told him. Everyone was looking for you! Oh, and the RiverClan patrol didnt
really help: Your apprentice was found in RiverClan territory while one of our
patrols was fighting off a fox. He unfortunately got in the middle of it and now
carrys serious wounds, and so will stay with our Medicine cat until the Gathering
for recovery. Are you kidding me? Couldnt Wolfheart have at least tell us how you
were doing?
Wolfheart isnt exactly the best cat to be around right now, Rainpaw said,
lowering his head. Hes been a little moody around me, and I dont know why.
So are you okay? asked Robinpaw, ignoring what hed just said. You look
terrible. Rainpaw rolled his eyes.
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Im fine, Robinpaw, said Rainpaw. The worst is over, and trust me, Ive felt
worse. Robinpaw eyed him suspiciously, probably thinking he was lying, before
looking away.
Hey, Rainpaw!
Rainpaw nearly jumped out of his skin as Cloudpaw yelled into his ear, but he
calmed down as soon as he realised who it was.
Oh, hi Cloudpaw, Rainpaw greeted back politely before noticing Robinpaw
glaring at Cloudpaw. Oh, Robinpaw, he said. This is Cloudpaw. She was on the
patrol that found the fox I ended up fighting. Shes been helping me around since
then, and shes really nice. Robinpaw muttered out a hello and then looked
away, forcing Rainpaw to frown. Robinpaw was getting jealous, he knew, and he
just hoped that she would find that Cloudpaw wasnt trying to steal him from her.
Rainpaw didnt get any chance to tell her that, though. The Gathering had just
started and everyone turned their attention to a big oak tree that the four leaders
sat one. Bravestar sat on the highest branch while Ravenstar sat on the lowest.
Rosestar, narrowing her eyes at the ground, sat on the second highest while
Nightstar, ShadowClans leader, sat on the second to lowest branch. From what
Rainpaw could tell, they seemed to be oldest to youngest.
Rosestar stood, then, her fur shining as the light from the moon bounced off of
her coat. I shall speak first, she said. Prey has been running well in our Clan,
and we have not yet had any more run-ins with any loners. We have, however, had
an invasion from a band of rogues a half-moon ago. We defended our camp easily
and drove them off, though their scent seemed to disappear half way to
ThunderClan territory.
I am happy that your Clan did not suffer from the attack, said Bravestar then.
You must have had a good leaf-bare. Rosestar nodded proudly, but did not say
anything more. Nightstar stood after Rosestar sat down, his amber eyes looking at
the Clan cats below.
ShadowClan has lived through a harsh leaf-bare, and now has two new Warriors:
Scorchspot and Tinyear. The Clans began cheering, but then Nightstar lifted his
tail for them to stop. Besides that, ShadowClan has nothing new. However, I
would like to mention a ThunderClan apprentice passing by. Hed fallen asleep
or collapsed I might sayon the two-length territory between our real borders and
the lake. The patrol who found him noticed three kits, all of them days old. My
patrol stated at he wanted to be left alone, and that he was heading to RiverClan. I
dont know that he made it, but none of patrols saw him after that. Everyone was
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looking at Bravestar, now, awaiting the news on the mysterious ThunderClan

apprentice. Robinpaw, however, was looking at him. He ducked his head,
becoming even more embarrassed as a few more ThunderClan cats looked in his
direction.
The ThunderClan apprentice did make it, as did the kits, said Bravestar.
Unfortunately, he came during a bad time. When he arrived in RiverClan he
managed to run into a patrol of mine, one that was busy fighting a fox. He
attracted the fox, turning everything into a disaster. The kits werent harmed,
though the apprentice did get quite a few wounds. He is fine now, and has been
reunited with his Clan just tonight. The kits are now being nursed by Reedfeather,
a new queen of ours, and have taken the names of Nightkit, Snowkit, and Duskkit.
I must tell you, however, that the kits have RiverClan blood in them. Their father
is Wolfheart, though I dont know the mothers name. Rainpaw, the apprentice
who brought the kits, did not tell me. He only said that it was for a friend. The
murmuring then began. As Rainpaws name was said, they all started whispering to
each other. All of them were similar, all of them wondering why an ex-loner would
be doing anything for a friend and if that friend even existed. The murmuring
stopped, however, as Bravestar began speaking again.
I have decided to let the kits stay, as Rainpaw has told me the mother is too weak
to nurse them. They will be raised in RiverClan, whether they are half-Clan cats or
not. They are strong kits to have lived through their first few days of life. Rosestar
laughed, leaving all eyes on her.
Is there a problem, Rosestar? asked Nightstar, glaring at the cocky she-cat.
Theres no problem here, Nightstar, answered Rosestar. Im just wondering if
my Clan is now the purest. I mean, after all, in the last three moons, ThunderClan
has picked up a loner and, why look at that, RiverClan now has three half-Clan
kits. Im starting to wonder if it was RiverClan or ThunderClan that attacked
WindClan, not actual rogues. Many hisses and growls were heard throughout the
Gathering Place, but Ravenstar and Bravestar did not look wavered from their
usual expressions.
Rainpaw has become a fine apprentice, Ravenstar warned then. He may be
dangerous, but he is learning to be a great fighter, which he proved three nights
ago before he took the kits to RiverClan. The rogues, probably the same that
attacked WindClan, have attacked ThunderClan two times this moon. Rainpaw and
his previous mentor, Thorntail, were hunting with Snowstorm, another Warrior of
mine. The rogues surrounded the three of them and threatened them, though they
were quick. Snowstorm was killed almost instantly, but they were not quick enough
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to kill the other two. Rainpaw broke free of their grip and distracted the rogues as
Thorntail ran to get the rest of us. When we returned, seven bodies lay motionless
on the ground. Dead. And unless another came to help him, which isnt true, we
can tell that Rainpaw did it all by himself.
The second time he proved himself was three nights ago when the rogues actually
attacked the camp. I wasnt there to see him, but from my Warriors I can honestly
say that he manage to wound two cats twice the size of himself, though he didnt
send them to retreat. Flamepelt, a new Warrior of mine, was there to help.
It must have been then that Thorntail, the mother of the kits Ravenstar didnt
get to continue. The murmuring spread like a wild fire after he said Thorntails
name. They all began to question how Rainpaw was even in this now, though they
then figured it out that Rainpaw and Thorntail had become friends after nearly
dying with each other, which wasnt true. Thorntail was his first mentorhe
would do anything for her. Ravenstar got it quiet, then, and continued.
It must have been then that Thorntail, the mother of the kits, started kitting.
Snowdrift, our medicine cat, must have told Rainpaw that Thorntail was too weak
to raise the kits, and then the three of them must have decided to let Rainpaw take
the kits to RiverClan. They did not get my permission for this, mind you. I have
just realised where my apprentice was tonight. Rainpaw felt sick, then, as
Ravenstars eyes pierced into him. He was definitely going to get lectured when he
returned to ThunderClan camp. It was quiet, then, before Ravenstar spoke again.
Besides these unusual attacks and Rainpaws disappearance, all is well in
ThunderClan. There was no green-cough this leaf-bare, and we now have two new
Warriors: Flamepelt and Amberstorm. We also have two new apprentices, whose
names are Frostpaw and Sweetpaw. Frostpaws mentor is Snowdrift, as he has
decided to become a medicine cat apprentice. Sweetpaws mentor is Duskfeather.
Ravenstar then sat down, making Rosestar laugh again. Rainpaw seemed confused,
as did everyone else, even Bravestar.
Is that all you have to say? asked Rosestar. Youve just announced that
Thorntail, one of your Clans most loyal she-cats, has had kits that have the father
of Wolfheart, RiverClans deputy, and then you just give a normal report? And
what about that mouse-brain story of the rogue attacks?
Mouse-brain story? asked Ravenstar. Why is it a mouse-brain story? I was
telling the truthask any of my Warriors.
Like theyd actually tell the truth, hissed Rosestar. Its mouse-brained story
because its impossible that a shrimp, such as your loner/apprentice, could take
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down seven full grown cats on his own. Youre just trying to gloat to the rest of us
that you have the perfect apprentice. Rainpaw growled lowly, alerting a few
around him.
Rosestar, Im not trying to brag, Ravenstar growled. It isnt such a good thing
that I have an apprentice able to kill so quickly. Its scary, and if he were in your
Clan, youd know what I mean.
Oh, so not only is he a loner, hes a killer as well? asked Rosestar. Brilliant.
How do you know he wont kill any of your kits?
I never said he was killer, Ravenstar snapped. Only that he can kill, which is
scary at such a young age. Hes actually rather the opposite. He hates killing, but
when it needs to be done hell do it.
As if anyone here will believe that, Rosestar said coolly. As if anyone here will
believe anything you say. A few cats laughed, but Rainpaw was far from that.
Rosestar was getting on his nerves, and it looked like she was getting on
Ravenstars as well.
I think a few disagree, Ravenstar growled. And if you dont believe me, why
dont you just ask him? Rainpaw lowered his head, then, as if trying to hide.
Like Id talk to a loner like him! Rosestar hissed, a certain iciness in her voice
that send shivers down Rainpaws spine.
Oh really? asked Ravenstar. I heard that you talked to him first, before even any
ThunderClan cats found him. I heard that you were interested in him, that you
wanted to use him. Rosestars eyes widened as Ravenstar said this, giving him what
he wanted.
W-what do you mean? asked Rosestar. I never talked to him!
Not from what Ive heard, Ravenstar hissed, grinning as fear washing through
her face. Youre cruel, you know that? All you care about is the purity of your
Clan, and about the fame. Thats what you were interested in, wasnt it? You
thought his star-shaped scar had something to do with StarClan, and thought that
it would give you fame if it wasnt for the fact that he was a loner.
Loners are for you ThunderClan cats! Rosestar hissed, her eyes narrowing. I
was ashamed to even have that filth in my den, let alone talk to it!
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Ah, so you admit it? asked Ravenstar. Thats not like you, Rosestar. Now they
were both in fighting positions, both ready to lunge at each other. Ravenstar
seemed to be enjoying herself while Rosestar seemed a bit scared.
Meanwhile, down where Rainpaw was, WindClan seemed to also be trying to pick
a fight with the other Clan cats. Many cats were hissing and growling at each other.
Rainpaw was on his feet, ready to defend his friends if anyone attacked.
You are good with your words, Rosestar growled. But are you good with your
claws?
Ravenstar! Rosestar! hissed Bravestar then, standing up from his spot. This is a
Gatheringthis is not the time to fight! Ravenstar and Rosestar ignored
Bravestar, both continuing to growl at each other.
Lets test the treaty, shall we? asked Rosestar, her ears pinned to her head.
We shall, said Ravenstar. ThunderClanattack!
WindClan! Attack! yowled Rosestar, lunging at Ravenstar, pushing him out of
the tree. The ThunderClan cats and the WindClan cats began to fight while the
other two Clans stayed out, awaiting their leaders orders.
RiverClan! Stand back! Bravestar hissed, noticing Wolfheart growl at a nearby
WindClan cat.
ShadowClan! Stay clear of the battle! Nightstar hissed, his fur bristling. The
RiverClan and ShadowClan cats then stood back and watched the battle between
WindClan and ThunderClan.
Rainpaw hissed as a large tom suddenly lunged into him, pinning him down easily.
He lashed angrily for skin until he finally caught some, making the tom yowl in
pain. Rainpaw rolled out of the way, then, getting himself free. However, the tom
that he was fighting was quick enough to catch him.
Come here, loner! hissed the tom. Youre not going to get away from me that
easily. Youre just a puny apprentice! The tom then pulled himself on top of
Rainpaw and raked his back claws down Rainpaws back. Rainpaw yowled, but it
turned into a scream as he realised his scar was scratched. The tom seemed to
notice this too as he widened his eyes and backed away.
Rainpaw was ready for the insanity that usually came. He was ready for the sudden
urge to kill and the new reflexes. They never came. Instead, he felt an
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overwhelming ache in his head and his scar was stinging like a snakes venom. He
looked into a small puddle near him and realised what was different.
Instead of being a dark blue like usual, his eyes were a light, silvery grey, like a star.
His scar also glowed, though this time it shined with the same colour of his eyes.
Then he felt as if something was moving through him, something spiritual.
Rainpaw, stay calm, a familiar voice soothed. It was Cheetahfur. Thunderstar and the
others are holding back the insanity you should be in as good as they can. I know it hurts but it
must be donethis is the only way weve found to stop this battle. Just hang in there.
C-Cheetahfur, said Rainpaw, his voice full of pain. H-hurry. He could feel his
body giving out, he could feel it weakening. He shoved his claws into the ground
to keep himself from falling as he realised what was happening outside of his head.
Many glowing cats were running around now, pulling the real cats off each other.
The glowing cats had a star tint to them, making it obvious that they were StarClan
cats.
Two cats were by the two leaders. One was in front of Ravenstar and the other
was in front of Rosestar. The same thing seemed to be happening to each and
every cat of ThunderClan and WindClan, though the two cats in front of the
leaders seemed stronger and wiser.
The fighting must stop! all of the StarClan cats said at once. You are breaking the
treaty! The cats had already seemed to stop, however, and now it was quiet.
Ravenstar, Rosestar, called all of the StarClan cats. When you became leaders you vowed
to protect your Clan. Just a few heart-beats ago, you were doing the opposite. You both sent your
Clans into danger, and therefore angering StarClan. You need punishment, and shall be given so.
Ravenstar and Rosestar, we have taken one life from each of you, in hopes that you will lead your
Clan with better care. The cats then turned to the medicine cats, and then they stared
at each other for a few moments.
StarClan has decided, though we cannot say if our decision is absolute. The prophecy has been
written in stone, and the cat that Destiny has chosen will save the evil growing within the Clans.
Await the Saviour, for we will need it soon. The cats then began to fade slowly, but they
started whispering. It was something that shocked Rainpaw, something that made
him shake even more.
The martyr. . .the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the martyr. . .the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the
unloved. . .the unprotected. . .the unwanted. . .the unloved. . .the unprotected. . .the unwanted. .
. It stopped for just a moment, making everyone look around curiously.
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The Saviour has come.

Rainpaw then had to take a step back to keep standing. He looked at the ground as
everything seemed to be pushed back. The voices in his head were blurred too
much for him to hear, but he knew they were there. They were taunting him
almost, though he knew they werent. Rainpaw was just too messed up at the
moment to understand what was going on.
Almost there, said the clear voice of Cheetahfur. Were almost done. The ache then
began to fade, making him smile a bit. Finally, it was all gone, leaving only the
scratches hed gotten from the WindClan tom stinging. Even that was numb, so he
actually felt pretty good.
Rainpaw then made sure he was standing correctly so that he didnt look weird to
anyone else standing by. He still looked at the ground, knowing that if he looked
up, he would get very, very dizzy. He the suddenly felt Robinpaws warm fur about
against his.
Are you okay? asked Robinpaw softly. It was then that Rainpaw realised several
ThunderClan cats standing near him, guarding him from view of the other cats. It
didnt look too obvious, but it was enough so that no one could see him.
Better than I usually am, Rainpaw replied, looking up into her jade green eyes.
That was. . .different. Robinpaw smiled, then, and licked him on the cheek
before standing up and giving a little signal to the rest of the cats.
WindClan was already gone by the time he looked around, though ShadowClan
and RiverClan were still there. Both of the Clans had separated themselves from
the scattered battlefield, forcing them to basically line up beside each other near
the edge. Both Clans seemed tense, but with ThunderClan beginning to gather
themselves, they seemed to ease up a bit.
Rainpaw then looked over to Ravenstar, shocked at what he saw. The dark furred
leader was staring at the ground wide-eyed and shaky. It was as if hed just seen a
ghost, which in theory he did, but that didnt matter. His leader was either in shock
or pain, and he wanted to find out why.
Dont worry, Flamepelt said then, interrupting Rainpaws thoughts. Ravenstar
just lost two lives tonighthe has a right to be in shock. Rainpaw then looked at
his friend with confusion.
Two lives? asked Rainpaw. I thought he only lost one. Flamepelt shook his
head.
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When Rosestar pushed him off of the tree he fell and broke his neck, Flamepelt
explained. Then StarClan took the other life away.
That must be horrible for him. . . said Rainpaw.
But he deserved to lose that life, Flamepelt reminded him. Both of them.
Rainpaw knew that, he knew it, but he didnt want to accept it. Then a thought
dawned on him, making him shake a bit.
Ravenstar only has two lives left.

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Chapter Ten

Rainpaw sighed as he sat near Robinpaw and Shadowpaw, listening to the boring
lecture about the hunting crouch. His mind was elsewhere as he pretended to
listen, thinking of what happened around a week ago. That Gathering was the first
and probably last he was ever going to according to Jayflight, mostly because it was
his fault the fight even started. No one had been seriously injured, and even he had
recovered from all of the wounds hed gotten, but everyone seemed very, very
distressed after that day.
Ravenstar hadnt even come out of his den since that day, and everyone kept
talking about it. They were all saying about how immature he was for starting a
fight like that, but really Rainpaw didnt blame the dark furred leader. He actually
blamed Rosestar.
And that wasnt the worst of it, actually. Everybody kept trying to ask him what he
had to do with StarClans arrival, and of course he didnt answer. However, not
answering was actually making a lot of them very suspicious of him.
Oh, and of course everyone was very, very, curious as to who the Saviour was.
Rainpaw didnt know, but he knew that everyone thought it was him. All of the
ThunderClan cats, anyway. It didnt matter, though, because he knew that there
was no way he could be the Saviour or the prophecy cat. He was just him, the ex-
human ex-loner ThunderClan apprentice who was cursed with a scar that made
him insane. That was it.
Rainpaw! Sharpfang growled suddenly, making him come back to reality. Were
you even listening to what I was saying? Rainpaw looked up to his mentor and
shook his head. Sharpfang growled with frustration.
Rainpaw, if you dont listen to me you wont learn anything, Sharpfang growled.
Youre days away from being ten moons oldyou should know how to listen.
Sorry, Rainpaw muttered. Ill try to listen next time. He could feel Robinpaws
eyes on him, and Shadowpaws, but he didnt care. It was quiet for a few minutes
before Sharpfang just sighed and flicked his tail in dismissal.
You seem down today, said Sharpfang. Go ahead and take the day off from
training. Just dont get into trouble, okay? Rainpaw nodded and left, knowing that
a regular apprentice would have probably wanted to stay. He, however was not
normal and did not want to stay.
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He made it to camp quickly, thinking of the same things over and over. Frostpaw
and Sweetpaw were busy doing their normal apprentice chores while the elders
seemed to be sunning themselves. It was a normal day, yet something seemed to be
wrong.
Hey, Rainpaw! called Lilyear, a kind elder. Could get this annoying flea off me?
I cant reach it! Rainpaw smiled, happy to help anyone he could, and ran over. He
smiled as a greeting before catching the pesky flea and killing it between his teeth
and spat it out.
Thank you, Rainpaw, said Lilyear happily. Youre very kind. Most of the
apprentices these days would rather go train for battle then help an elder like me.
Ive seen enough of battle to know its nothing to be excited about, Rainpaw
replied. Guess Im different that way. Lilyear smiled, her eyes twinkling a bit.
Oh, you are different, said Lilyear. Reminds me of Ravenstar in some ways.
Rainpaw sat, then, and tilted his head.
What do you mean? asked Rainpaw. It isnt a bad thing or something like that,
is it? Lilyear shook her head.
No, no, she replied. Im only say that he too was different. Hes was a loner,
just like yourself. The first non-Clan born cat since Firestar to become a leader.
Is that a bad thing? asked Rainpaw. He seems like a good Warrior to me.
Lilyear sighed and shook her head again.
No, it isnt, she replied. But theres something different about him. He seems to
know what dominance is and how to use itas if hed already been in a place like
the Clans with the same rules: respect those higher than you and follow them
without question. Of course, the Warrior code has changed a bit since my time,
and therefore made everything softer. Anyways, I think he was apart of a group,
one that isnt as kind as the Clans and in a way, you remind me of him. Rainpaws
heart leapt as he realised just what she meant.
The Cats of the Storms.
Shadow had lived there, but he must have been exiled or something because he
didnt live there anymore. What if Ravenstar had come from there? It would help a
lot with the rogue problem maybe, and that little birdie that Shadow kept talking
about.
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I gotta go, said Rainpaw then, leaving the den. Ill see ya later. He then ran
over to the highrock. He then walked into Ravenstars den.
Rainpaw? asked the dark tom. What are you doing here? Is something wrong?
With the Clan? No, said Rainpaw. With me? Yes. Ravenstar, Lilyear told me
that you were a loner and that you came from somewhere with much more power
and cruelness. Ravenstars blue eyes widened with shock.
How did she know that? asked Ravenstar. II never told anyone!
Yes, but Im smart enough to figure it out, said Rainpaw. Ravenstar, was this
place you were from called the Cats of Storms? Ravenstar nodded slowly, worry
in his eyes.
Brilliant, said Rainpaw, closing his eyes.
What? asked Ravenstar.
Shadow, the rogues leader, comes from that place, but was exiled, said Rainpaw.
He told me himself. Ravenstars eyes widened.
The Mountains Shadow? asked Ravenstar. Rainpaw nodded, and this increased
Ravenstars fear. No, no, no. Not him, not him! Rainpaw tilted his head.
Can I ask what is so bad? asked Rainpaw. Ravenstar stared at the ground for a
few moments before looking up to him.
Shadow is my brother, Ravenstar replied. He was evil, I knew, but thats just
how it was in that. . .group of cats. You see, they live in the forest, but theyd much
rather live here. They are cruel cats that think loners and rogues must never exist
and therefore must be either killed or put to work. The she-cats arent treated all
that nicely, but they are respected more than rogues and loners. No matter the
blood or gender, though, they adore power. So for example, if you showed up
there, youd be treated as if you were leader of StarClan. Theyd love you.
Rainpaws eyes widened.
And you lived with these cats? asked Rainpaw. Ravenstar nodded.
Yes, my family lived there, all of them did, but I couldnt stand it, said Ravenstar.
Shadow thought I was weak and my other family members did as well, and soon
they disowned me. I always came back from training with wounds, and this was
even before I was six moons old. Theyre cruel, and I knew that, and so I left,
hoping the Clans were at least a bit more decent.
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When they accepted me and trained me as an apprentice of their own, I was so

happy. I nearly almost didnt believe them at first, but soon I got used to the
kindness and the respect.
When I became a mentor I couldnt believe it. Snowstorm was just so. . .so good
to me. He always wanted to make me proud, and I was. He was a loner too, so I
understood him, and we got along great. When Cloudstar appointed me deputy, I
was shocked, and most cats believed it was a horrible idea. You know, because I
was a loner. They all said that I was just lucky, and that I would never gain the spot
of a leader.
But that was before the first band of rogues attacked. When they did, I fought as
I hard as I could. Cloudstar only had a few lives left, and he lost them all that night
fighting my brother. I became leader too quickly and here I stand. Ten moons
later, and Ive already lost seven of my lives. Rainpaw stared at the ground, trying
to figure out this puzzle that he knew was going around.
Do you think Shadow wants revenge? asked Rainpaw curiously. Ravenstar
nodded, looking straight into Rainpaws eyes.
Yes, and thats why I need you, said Ravenstar. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes in
confusion, tilting his head a bit.
What? asked Rainpaw.
Rainpaw, you heard what the StarClan cats said at the Gathering, said Ravenstar.
The Saviour is coming. That has to be you! Youre the only one that can kill
them, with that scar of yours. Sure, we can wound some of them, but that doesnt
matter. If these rogues are being led by Shadow, they wont give up until you kill
their leader, and only you can do that. Rainpaws eyes widened, his lightning blue
eyes shocked at what he was expected to do.
Im not the only one who can do that! Rainpaw pointed out, standing now.
What about Bravestar and Nightstar? Theyre strong enough! Even Rosestar
could do itshe hates rogues!
They cant, Rainpaw, said Ravenstar. There are too many of them, and if Im
not mistaken, Shadow had already made you a target. Rainpaw, remember the
whispering that the StarClan cats gave to us? About the pariah, the unwanted, and
the unloved? You were all of those things before ThunderClan found you.
Yes, but what about the martyr, the shadow, and the unprotected? asked
Rainpaw. Im none of those things, and you know that!
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Im not so sure about that, said Ravenstar. I may know nothing of your past,
but I can see the hints. You grew up like I did, pushed around and doing
everything you could to save those you loved. You really didnt care how you
turned out, only that your family was okay. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes, growling
lowly for warning.
Dont talk about that, Ravenstar, Rainpaw mumbled. That past is behind me,
and I will never need to remember.
But dont you see? asked Ravenstar. You are the prophecy cat, the Saviour
weve been awaiting. I know the prophecy, and it fits you perfectly.
No, Im not the prophecy cat, growled Rainpaw. I cant be. StarClan wouldnt
have chosen me, not with what I am. . .
Rainpaw, they chose you because of what you are, Ravenstar reminded him. Your
insanity could save us all.
No, Im not talking about that part of me, said Rainpaw, looking at his paws.
Im something else, something that they told me themselves they couldnt
choose.
Youve talked to them? asked Ravenstar, disbelief in his eyes. Rainpaw nodded.
Theyre the reason Im cursed with insanity, said Rainpaw. Because of that one
little mistake they made. Ravenstar was quiet then, too shocked to say anything.
Rainpaw just sat there, thinking of the many things he figured out.
Finally, after a few minutes of sitting there, he stood and walked out of the den.
Rainpaw knew that there was something missing, one final piece that would tie
everything together, but he just couldnt find it. He knew that he probably
had something to do with the prophecy cat, but there was no way he could actually
be the one. It was impossible, but as Ravenstar had put it, he fit perfectly.
Rainpaw jumped down the highrock, his head low and his tail dragging on the
ground as he walked toward the apprentices den. Robinpaw suddenly bounded up
to him, her eyes flashing with happiness.
There you are! she said happily. I was looking everywhere for you! Anyways,
guess what Grassfur told me today? Rainpaw sat down and put a smile on his face
as he listened to Robinpaw speak.
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Shadowpaw and I are going to be Warriors soon! said Robinpaw excitedly. She
said were both doing very well and that shed speak to Ravenstar as soon as she
could about making us Warriors. Isnt that so exciting? Rainpaw laughed a bit.
Yes, it is, said Rainpaw. Youre very lucky, I dont think Sharpfang will ever
think Im fit to be a Warrior. Robinpaw rolled her eyes as he said that.
Oh, dont worry, she reassured him. He cant keep you an apprentice forever.
Robinpaw then sat next to him, brushing her warm fur against his. Her blue-grey
fur against his smoky grey and white fur made them look connected, and hearing
her heart-beat reassured him that everything was okay, and nothing was going to
tear them apart.
Rainpaw, said Robinpaw then, their tails twining together. Do you like
Cloudpaw? Rainpaw smiled, feeling happy that she finally brought about that
subject.
Yes, he said. But as a friend. You are much more, and I will always remember
the day you gathered up your courage and saved me from being exiled for
something I didnt mean to do. Robinpaw purred then, and licked him again. It
was beautiful moment, one that he would also remember.
But of course, it ended quickly. A loud yowl caught both of their attention, making
them both stand up and look in that direction. Sharpfang, Duskfeather, Sweetpaw,
and Brightpelt were dragging a body into camp, one that was lifeless.
The rest of the Clan had gathered to see who it was, and when the four cats
stepped back to let them see, everyone gasped. Rainpaw heard Thorntail scream in
disbelief, and he himself was shocked.
Jayflight, Ravenstars loyal deputy, lay dead and motionless on the ground before
him.
No! Thorntail screamed, pushing through the crowd of cats, trying to see her
brother. No! No! No! No! No! Thorntail was crying now as she lay down beside
her dead brother, her tears falling onto his lifeless fur.
Rainpaw walked over to the body, sniffing it with care. When he realised who the
scent on Jayflight was he took two steps back and the stared at the ground.
Ravenstar had been right, Shadow wouldnt give up. Rainpaw then looked up at
Ravenstar who was sitting on the Highrock. Their eyes exchanged the conversation
that they needed to have.
Shadow was Jayflights killer
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*
I say these words before the body of Jayflight, so that his spirit may hear and
approve my choice. Sharpfang will be the new deputy of ThunderClan. I hope that
his loyalty and strength match that of Jayflights, and that he will lead this Clan if
he needs to do so with care.
Sharpfang! Sharpfang! Sharpfang! the Clan cheered, though most of them stayed
out, still grieving for their lost deputy. Sharpfang stood proudly, yet sadly, up on
the Highrock, his eyes looking down to Jayflights body as the elders took it away.
Rainpaw hadnt spoken since hed seen the body, still trying to find
out why Shadow had done it. He remembered Shadow saying that a little birdie
told him that Snowstorm was next in line for deputy, and then he was killed. Now
Jayflight was killed, and he was deputy. Who on earth would want to be leader that
bad? Sharpfang was nicer now, so there was no way it could be him, and now
Rainpaw was starting to wonder if he should warn his mentor about the link to the
attacks.
Robinpaw hadnt even spoken to him, shed been too worried about Sweetpaw and
what shed seen. Amberstorm and Flamepelt were out scenting the territory for the
rogues, and Thorntail had to go back to the medicine den to sleep. Nobody he
really knew could talk to him, not that he really wanted it.
Jayflight was the perfect deputy, said someone behind him. I just hope
Sharpfang will do well in his spot. With Ravenstar only on his second life, who
knows whatll happen. Rainpaw closed his eyes as he listened, hoping that
Sharpfang was better than the loner-hater that Rainpaw had seen before hed
become his apprentice.
Ivyclaw suddenly rushed through the entrance of the nursery, her eyes flooded
with worry. Rainpaw looked up to see how distressed the she-cat was, finding that
she looked as if she were going to collapse as she stood there shaking like a tree in
a wind storm. Rainpaw got to his feet, ready to hear the reason.
My kits! Ivyclaw screeched. Theyre gone! I can find them anywhere! Rainpaw
then looked to the other cats, hoping that one of them had seen them. Yelloweye,
Ivyclaws mate, started looking immediately. The Clan looked and looked, but by
moonhigh, the kits were nowhere to be found.
Rainpaw had called Sweetpaw to the apprentices den, making Robinpaw and
Shadowpaw curious and so they followed. He didnt really mindif the kits were
where he thought they were hed need the two she-cats help.
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They all gathered rather quickly, and then Rainpaw began explaining.
Sweetpaw, do you remember where you found Jayflights body? Rainpaw asked.
Sweetpaw nodded, but the other two looked confused.
What on earth are you talking about? asked Robinpaw. What do the kits
disappearance have to do with Jayflights death? Rainpaw looked to her, smiling.
Robinpaw, Id thought youd understand, he stated. Look, dont you think that
Bluekit and Lionkit, two kits ready to become apprentices in days, would go
looking for a reason to become one quicker? Robinpaw shrugged.
I guess so, she said. But I still dont see the connection.
Ill bet you anything Bluekit kit and Lionkit went to go scent out the killer of
Jayflight, hoping to get revenge for everyone and therefore be made apprentices
sooner than planned. Rainpaw explained. If we go to Jayflights body, maybe
well find them. Robinpaw and Shadowpaw seemed to understand now, though
Sweetpaw seemed very, very scared.
But what if the rogues are there? she asked.
Then well fight them, Rainpaw put simply, though that just made her start to
cry. Robinpaw rolled her eyes before looking at her.
Sweetpaw, youll have two strong she-cats at your side who are over eleven
moons old, and then youll have Rainpaw, said Robinpaw. Plus, if everything
goes wrong, well just have someone scratch Rainpaws scar. Then well really be
protected, wont we? Sweetpaw nodded, though she still looked scared. If you
dont want to go, Sweetpaw, you dont have to. You just cant tell anyone that we
went to go get the kits, okay?
Never! said Sweetpaw. Im an apprentice nowI can do this! Rainpaw smiled
at the kits determination, and noticed Robinpaw smiling proudly as well. She
would be a good mother, Rainpaw thought. A very good one.
Okay then, said Rainpaw. With the Clan in such chaos, I doubt anyone will
notice us leave through the thorn barrier, so lets go. Sweetpaw, youll be in front.
I will? asked Sweetpaw, her eyes widening with shock.
Well of course, said Rainpaw. Youre the only one who knows were Jayflights
body was foundyoure actually quite important. Sweetpaw still looked scared,
but Robinpaw came to the rescue again.
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Dont worry, Sweetpaw, said Robinpaw. Well be right behind youwell all
protect you. Sweetpaw then nodded, leading the way out of the apprentices den.
They walked out of camp and no one seemed to notice. The plan was going
perfectly.
They began running as soon as they were out, Sweetpaw taking the lead. Rainpaw
ran beside Robinpaw, Shadowpaw behind them. The four apprentices ran quickly
through the forest, all of them having one thing on their mind: save Bluekit and
Lionkit.
Lets just hope that Shadow has gone home for the night, Rainpaw thought, unable to think
of what would happen if they actually did run into the rogues.

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Chapter Eleven

Rainpaws legs were aching as he ran, noticing the moon getting lower and lower in
the sky. Dawn was coming, and they still hadnt found the kits. He could tell
Sweetpaw was getting tired, for she slowed down a lot as they were getting closer.
Robinpaw sped up, then, and picked up Sweetpaw by the scruff. Rainpaw ran up
beside her and smiled, knowing that Robinpaw would want to know that they were
all with her. Sweetpaw then began calling out instructions on where to go, and
everything seemed to going quite well.
Stop! Sweetpaw suddenly yelled, making the three cats skid to a halt as
Robinpaw put her down. Sweetpaw sniffed the area and looked back to Rainpaw.
This was where we found the body, Sweetpaw explained pride showing in her
eyes. Rainpaw smiled.
Good job, he said. But were still not done. Do you think you could help us
scent the kits out? Sweetpaw nodded, and then the four of them got to work.
Rainpaw was now relying on his friends, because he honestly wasnt a good
tracker.
Rainpaw sniffed and sniffed, but nothing had Bluekit or Lionkits scent on it.
There were plenty of rogue trails, but they were all stale. Jayflights scent was
strong as well, and the smell of blood made him wrinkle his nose when he got too
close.
He found something interesting then. There was a large stone den, small enough
only for a few cats to fit through. It had the rogue scent all over it, but that was
stale as well. However, it looked as if someone had tried to get rid of the scent.
I found the kits scent! Shadowpaw called then, bringing him back to reality.
Come on! Lets follow it! Rainpaw looked up from what he was doing and forgot
all about the rogue scent. He followed his friends, leaving the stone den behind.
Rainpaw ran to catch up with his friends, exhausted yet happy that theyd found
the kits scent. It didnt take them long to find the two kits, and when they did
Robinpaw seemed really, really happy.
Bluekit! Lionkit! Robinpaw called. Over here! The two kits looked over to
them, and then their smiles turned into frowns. They then began running, making
Rainpaw dart forward.
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They chased the kits, but not for long. The two found another stone den and
crawled in, making Rainpaw narrow his eyes. Robinpaw was much taller than him,
Shadowpaw too. Sweetpaw was too inexperienced to go, and so he would have to
go through the tunnel first, even if they wanted to.
Rainpaw leaped in front of Robinpaw and crawled under the opening, looking for
the kits as he did so. He caught a glimpse of Lionkits ginger tail before it
disappeared, and then he followed it. Their scent wasnt hard to follow, but it was
being blended in with the awful rogue stench that was definitely not stale. There
were some near, but he couldnt just leave the kits behind.
Rainpaw could hear Robinpaw, Shadowpaw, and Sweetpaw crawling in as he
crawled on his belly toward the kits. It was dark and damp, and he was going
down. Rainpaw knew he must be going underground inside the tunnel, but he just
didnt understand it.
So many things were going through Rainpaws head as he crawled toward the kits.
The rogues were definitely close, and not to mention how dangerous it was to be
crawling around in such damp tunnels. It was definitely nerve racking.
Then, just as Rainpaw was about to catch up with the kits, he realised that there
was a tunnel right beneath them that literally went down without a slop to catch
them.
Bluekit! Lionkit! Stop! Rainpaw yelled, but it was too late. They had already
fallen. Rainpaw growled to himself and then jumped down as well, noticing
Robinpaw and Shadowpaw yell after him.
Rainpaw landed smoothly on his feet, and he was surprised. Usually he wasnt the
one to make clean landings, but apparently hed timed everything right. Rainpaw
then ran to find Bluekit and Lionkit, who were still visible in the cloudy darkness.
As Rainpaw began running, he realised they werent in a tunnel anymore. They
were in a cave, and from the darkness around him, he could tell that it was a large
one. Rainpaw skidded to a halt as he realised how strong the rogues stench was,
and then he heard the loud hostile hisses coming from the darkness.
They were inside Shadows hideout.
Rainpaw hissed with frustration before turning around to warn his friends, but
unfortunately he found them already fighting two very strong toms. Rainpaw
growled again before turning around and running back toward Bluekit and Lionkit,
who were no doubt meeting rogues.
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When Rainpaw caught up, however, he found Lionkit and Bluekits scruffs already
in the mouths of a very scary looking dark brown tom. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes
with anger as his ears shot back against his head, showing his fury.
Let them go! Rainpaw demanded. We didnt come here to intrude! The tom
just shook his head and took two steps back, making Rainpaw let out a loud
screech. He couldnt really tell what was happening behind him, he just wanted to
get out of the death trap.
Leave them and fight me! Rainpaw yowled. I know you want to! Or are you too
scared? The tom narrowed his eyes then, but still did not let the kits go.
Hes not scared of you, a sudden voice replied, one that was familiar enough to
make Rainpaw growl. Hes scared of me. Disobeying direct orders could get ya
killed down here. I thought you knew all that, since youve experienced something.
. .well, sort of like that anyway.
So this is your hide-out? asked Rainpaw, turning to face the yellow-eyed tom.
Pretty easily found, if you ask me. Not at all like your usual attacks are, Shadow.
Should I be worried that youre no longer a worthy opponent?
Worthy opponent? asked Shadow, tilting his head a little. Thats not like you,
Rainpaw. Has your scar been scratched lately? Rainpaw growled in frustration, his
claws automatically unsheathing as his anger rose.
Well, if you dont want to tell me, Ill just have to find out myself, Shadow hissed
before lunging toward Rainpaw. Rainpaw leapt to the left to evade the attack
before lunging toward Shadow himself. He bit into the dark cats neck, clawing at
his side as he did so.
Shadow didnt hesitate to grab Rainpaws scruff and throw him off, his teeth
sinking into the small apprentices skin. Rainpaw screeched as he slid into the cold
stone wall, then fell with his right shoulder throbbing. Rainpaw got up slowly,
though quick enough to see Shadows attack. Rainpaw jumped aside as Shadow
reached for him, evading the attack with difficulty.
Shadow then screeched with fury as he turned around to face Rainpaw, his yellow
eyes looking as if they were orange as the anger boiled within the evil cat.
The strongest win the fight, Shadow, Rainpaw taunted, narrowing his eyes
tighter. I thought you knew that. You know, since you came from a pretty evil
place. Maybe thats why you were exiled: you were just too weak. Shadow growled
before lunging at him. Rainpaw dodged, but suddenly he felt a large amount of
weight on his back.
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Rainpaw collapsed under the weight and yowled in agony as the cat on top of him
raked its claws down his back. Shadows laughing echoed against the cave walls,
making Rainpaw try to cover his ears. He tried to struggle free, but more and more
cats pinned him down. It was useless, the fight was over.
Rainpaw growled lowly as he looked to see where Robinpaw, Sweetpaw and
Shadowpaw were. Just like him, they were pinned down and unable to move much.
They only had two or three cats keeping them down, unlike him who had several
cats.
Sweetpaw looked as if she were going to pass out with fright while Robinpaw just
looked worried, yet annoyed. Shadowpaw looked scared, though she seemed
determined to get the toms off of her. Lionkit and Bluekit, who were being held by
the scruffs next to the apprentices, looked as if they thoroughly regretted even
setting a paw out of camp.
You see it dont you? asked Shadow then, stepping in front of him. The fear in
their eyes, the very emotion youve made so many feel. I enjoy it, but you. . .not so
much. Why is that? Ive never understood it. I mean, after all, before you came to
the Clans you were feared beyond all else. With that scar of yours, the kittypets
hardly dared to go near you. The only one that loved you was your precious little
brother, the one you died for.
Shut up! Rainpaw hissed, lunging forward. The cats kept him there, one of them
even biting into his skin. He pushed aside the pain and calmed down, though he
was still angry. Shadows sick grin turned into a face innocent frown then, showing
his fake concern.
Oops, I should stop talking now shouldnt I? asked Shadow, a fake look still on
his face. However, I find it fun, and since you cant stop me, Ill be continuing.
Rainpaw growled again.
Your story is much more interesting, growled Rainpaw then, Why dont you tell
them yours? Shadow hissed, and then Rainpaw felt claws raking down his back
again, opening the old wounds further. He forced himself to stay quiet, though he
still whimpered a bit.
Crying now, are you? asked Shadow, a smirk on his face. I thought you were
used to this. The beatings, the scars, and the murder. If I remember correctly,
thats how your brother died, wasnt it? Rainpaw growled again, thought this time
it was louder, and now it was Shadows second warning.
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Oh yes, you remember, Shadow growled, a scowl in his face. The day you got
the glorious star-shaped scar that everyone seems to love. You stood there, unable to
move just like you are now, watching your precious twin brother die in front your
eyes. That death was the first that ended up being your fault, and now you do it all
the time. Thats why Im confused. Shouldnt someone like you love killing?
Shouldnt someone like you love seeing your brother die in front of you? I know I
would, my brother is weakling, even if he does have nine lives.
Just because he was brave enough to leave that place you used to call home
doesnt mean hes weak! Rainpaw hissed, baring his teeth the cruel cat. Your
brother was braver than I will ever be! You are a Shadow. You are the shadow of
your brother, and shall always be looked down upon. You have no friends, no one
to lick you when your cold, which is actually all the time! Youre heart lays
forgotten, and even though mine was too, Ive found it! I may have been just like
you when I was younger, but Ive found what friendship means, and I shall forever
cherish those around me, even if they hate me after tonight! Shadow narrowed his
eyes as Rainpaw finished his speech. It was quiet then, but only for a few
moments.
You have grown weak, Rainpaw, and therefore you have no reason to live.
Shadow turned around with a grin on his face. Kill him. Rainpaws heart raced
then, hoping that he could get out of this mess. Pain overwhelmed him then, this
time forcing him to yowl out in pain.
Wait, Shadow ordered then, making the pain ease up a bit. I think. . .oh yes, I
definitely think we should let him suffer pain, but not only physically, but mentally
as well. Seeing his friends die in front of him would definitely be the best way to
go, dont you think? Though, just in case he gets any ideas, we might want to have
Venom scratch him up a bit.
Master? a cat called from the shadows. A large white cat then stepped into the
dim light that went around the cave, his fur blood stained. You called for me?
Ah yes, thank you Venom, for listening, said Shadow, turning to face the large
white tom. We have a nuisance that Id like you to get rid of. You know, with
those painful claws of yours. Venom, the white cat, then tilting his head.
Really? he asked, walking over to Rainpaw, seeming to examine him. He must
be really special for you to want to kill him so painfully.
Ah yes, this one has gotten on my nerves. Shadow replied. Such a weakling he
is.
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Oh really? asked Venom, a sick grin forming on his face. Then this should be
easier that I had originally thought.
Venom then lunged forward, slashing his green claws across Rainpaws neck. It
was painful, but he didnt die. The gash was high enough to bleed heavily, but low
enough not to kill him instantly. Rainpaw forced back a loud screech by biting his
tongue, making blood fill in his mouth.
Painful, isnt it? asked Shadow, sitting as he continued talking. and that is just
the beginning. Now, ready to watch your friends die? Rainpaw hissed with fury,
lunging forward again, trying to get free of the cats grip. He failed, getting pinned
down even harder.
Shadow laughed before standing and turning around. He then walked up to
Robinpaw, making Rainpaw yowl. Shadow smiled at this.
So, you like this one, eh? asked Shadow. Then she shall be first. Shadow then
turned to face Robinpaw again, and lunged toward her. Rainpaw lunged forward,
struggling harder this time. The cats holding him pulled harder, but he still
struggled.
No! Rainpaw yelled, watching as Shadow bite into Robinpaws neck. Robinpaw
yelled, shock showing in her jade green eyes. Then, just as it had done with
Thorntail, memories to last a lifetime hit him all at the same time. He fell limp as
he remembered, watching the glimpses of his past life pass through him.
Robinpaw continued screaming, Rainpaw heard it, and he was trying to gather up
his strength to save her. Then the memories eased, and he lunged forward with all
of his strengthplus a little extraand broke free of the cats holding him down.
After being limp for some time, the cats whod been holding him were surprised
and therefore let him escape easily.
Rainpaw then ran over to Robinpaw quickly and tore Shadow away from her,
raking his claws down the dark toms back. Shadow screeched, making Rainpaw
smile. Shadows paw came toward him, but Rainpaws sudden quick reflexes let
him evade the attack easily. Every cat in the cave then dropped what they were
doing and tried to catch Rainpaw, which was harder than it looked to most.
Rainpaws body had the speed and strength of that when his scar was scratched,
though he actually wasnt crazy. He was perfectly sane. Well, aside from the fact
that his anger was fuelling his power.
Robinpaw and Shadowpaw joined in on the fight while Sweetpaw watched the kits.
Rainpaw then made his way over to his friends, getting their attention then.
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Get the kits and get out! Rainpaw ordered. I can handle myself here!
Youll get yourself killed, Rainpaw! Robinpaw yelled back, her jade green eyes
narrowing. Let us stay and help you!
This is my fault, and if you died Id kill myself! Rainpaw yelled. Get the Clan if
itll make you feel better, just get out of here while you still can! Robinpaw
hesitated, but then nodded and called Sweetpaw and Shadowpaw over. Soon, the
three of them and the kits were gone. Rainpaw sighed with relief.
A bunch of cats suddenly jumped onto Rainpaw, making him fall to the ground.
He was pinned once again to the ground, but he had a plan this time. Shadow
walked up to Rainpaw then, his eyes narrowed.
What a wonderful little stunt you pulled, Shadow growled, a scowl on his face.
Too bad itll end soon. Rainpaw hissed before lunging forward, only that just
brought him more pain. The pain was a burning sort, and it was as if he were bit by
a snake.
Rainpaw took a few steps back, realising his vision getting a bit blurry. His body
was getting numb, and his hearing wasnt as good as usual. He then saw Shadow
smirk.
W-whats happening? Rainpaw asked.
You noticed, didnt you? asked Shadow, walking a few steps closer. Venom
didnt just nearly kill you, Rainpaw. He injected the juice of the death berry
through his claws. It wont kill you, not for a few days anyway, but itll be
extremely painful. The best part? There is nothing you can do about it. Rainpaw
wanted to hurt Shadow so bad, he wanted to kill him. But he couldnt. His body
was giving out, and it was just too soon.
A paw suddenly landed on Rainpaw left shoulder, just barely hanging on. With no
plan whatsoever, Rainpaw moved quickly to the right and made the paw unsheathe
its claws and scratch his scar. It was the only thing he could do, the only thing that
could help him at the moment.
Ready for me again? Asked the demon-like voice in his mind. You sure look like it!
Do what you must, Rainpaw thought to whatever was going to take over. I need to get
out of here before the poison reaches my heart.
Now that I can do, said the voice. Now lets get ready for some fun! Rainpaw then stood
up, the demon within him controlling his body completely.
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Wait, what happened? asked Shadow, a look of worry on his face as he saw
Rainpaws dark blue eyes and glowing scar.
I think this one should die, said the demon.
M-master! a dark grey tom yelled with worry. His scarit was scratched!
Yeah, I agree, thought Rainpaw.
You idiot! Shadow yelled, his voice booming throughout the cave. This is what
I told you exactly not to do! Youve doomed us all!
Finally, said Rainpaw with the demon-like voice. The idiots finally given me
free rein to do whatever I want! So, lets play a game.
P-play a game? asked Shadow, a worried look in his eye.
Why yes, said Rainpaw, smiling as the cats trying to hold him let go backed
away slowly. Have any of you heard of the game of tag, your dead!? Shadow
then backed away.
Its an easy game to play, really, Rainpaw insisted, his voice still rough. All you
have to do is run and scream like little kits while I try to kill you. So, ready to
play? Shadow and the other cats ran away, making Rainpaw eager for some more.
Rainpaw lunged forward toward the cats, killing a black tom easily by slitting his
throat. Blood once again stained Rainpaws coat, but at the moment he didnt care.
He was living, and he was weakening the rogues before he died. He felt like it his
last duty.
Rainpaw killed three more within a minutes time, but it was okay. It was going just
as the real Rainpaw had planned. The rogues were scattering into the tunnels that
led out into Clan territory, leading the demon inside of him to follow them. Soon,
he was going to be out of the rogue home and hopefully die out there. After all,
with the wounds he had, there was little way for him to live much longer without a
medicine cat.
Rainpaw then began crawling into a tunnel, making his way up as he followed none
other than Venom. The white tom was breathing heavily, trying to get away from
the insane killer below him. Rainpaw, however, was much faster with his new and
improved strength.
Its you whos made me this slow, isnt it? yelled Rainpaw up to the white tom.
Well, just because of that, I think you should die. I was going to do it earlier, but a
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few weaklings got in my way. The white tom looked back but only for a second
before climbing up higher.
This slow? Does that mean he can be faster, stronger, and have better reflexes? W-what on earth
is he? Thought Rainpaw as the demon laughed a laugh he never liked to hear.
Oh look! Land! Rainpaw screeched as he climbed out of the tunnel and onto
ThunderClan territory. Now I can kill you faster! Venom lunged forward into an
all-out run while Rainpaw just followed, panting heavily.
The trees and bushes were all passed quickly, it was just a blur to the real Rainpaw.
The rain didnt help matters, as it splattered onto his already soaked fur. The pain
may have gone away for the demon, but for Rainpaw it was still haunting him.
Rainpaw was now close enough to kill Venom, but a loud scream made Rainpaw
stop.
Rainpaw! screamed the familiar voice of Robinpaw. Stop! For some reason,
this made the demon stop as well. Rainpaw knew he wasnt in control, but it
seemed like it.
Stupid poison! the demon then thought in his mind. Its making me weaker!
Sweetpaw then ran up to him, as did Robinpaw, Shadowpaw and the kits. They all
seemed relieved when they should be worried. Robinpaws eyes were filled with
worry and concern, but the most powerful emotion was relief that he was okay.
Sweetpaw seemed happy, though still fearful. Shadowpaw was happy, though still
worried.
They came closer and closer while Rainpaw just stood still, a look of surprise on
his face. Venom was nowhere to be seen, but he was still there. Rainpaws senses
were dull but they were still good enough to know that the enemy was near.
Rainpaw! Thank StarClan youre okay! Robinpaw yelled happily toward him as
she ran closer. We were so
Suddenly Robinpaw realised what was wrong with him and came to a complete
stop, her eyes wide with fear. Shadowpaw seemed to notice as well and held the
two kits back. However Sweetpaw had gotten past the two apprentices and was
unable to know what was wrong. Sweetpaw continued running toward him.
Right at that moment Rainpaw realised Venom sneaking up on the apprentices.
His heart raced, thinking of a million different things at once. All the while, the
demon within him was trying to take over.
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Venom is near, I must kill him!

But I might accidentally go toward Robinpaw and the others!
Hell kill them if you dont!
But I might kill Sweetpaw as well!
Just concentrate!
But I cant!
Kill. . .
Finally Rainpaw jumped, using all of his power to go the furthest he could.
Robinpaw and Shadowpaw ducked, their eyes not even daring to look what was
happening. Rainpaw then landed on the other side of them and slit Venoms throat
within seconds, blood spraying everywhere as the large tom fell.
Rainpaw could tell he was in control now, and though he didnt know why, he was
happy. He stood there, his eyes wide and his claws sheathed, listening to Robinpaw
and Shadowpaw realise that there death wasnt near.
R-Rainpaw? asked Sweetpaw, her voice shaky with fear. W-whats going on?
Sorry, Sweetpaw, said Rainpaw. I-I dont know why, but Im fine now. I not
going to hurt you, though I couldnt even I wanted to. My body isnt going to last
much longer. Robinpaw then ran over to him and supported him on his left while
Shadowpaw supported him on his right. Sweetpaw picked up Lionkit while
Shadowpaw carried Bluekit.
Your wounds are bad, said Robinpaw, examining him. We need to get some
cobwebs!
N-no, Rainpaw objected. We ne-ed. . .Snowdrift. His voice was raspy and
choppy with all the pain that he felt, making Robinpaw feel more worried.
You wont that last that long! Robinpaw objected. Rainpaw shook his head.
I-its not the wounds, Rainpaw told her. Death berry juice. . .injected. .
.Venoms claws. . . Robinpaw nodded then, but didnt say anything.
Okay then, said Robinpaw in defeat. I dont really know what you said but if
you really want to see Snowdrift. . . Rainpaw nodded and stood up, helped by
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both Shadowpaw and Robinpaw. Sweetpaw followed behind as they walked

forward slowly.
Rainpaws vision was getting blurry as the painful juice went through his blood
stream, and his paws were getting very numb. His hearing was still there, but his
sense of smell wasnt very good at all.
Why is Rainpaw so loopy lookin? asked Lionkit curiously as they walked.
Hes not feeling too good right now, Lionkit, Robinpaw replied, her voice
wavering a bit. She was trying to put on a brave face but anyone could tell that she
was sad and worried for Rainpaw.
Oh, Lionkit murmured then. Well, he still looks funny! Rainpaw smiled, happy
that the kits werent being brought down by his dying state.
Suddenly Robinpaw stopped and gasped, a sort of happiness in her eyes as far as
Rainpaw could see. She carefully set Rainpaw down with Shadowpaw helping of
course. Rainpaw lay there, motionless except for the occasional breathing that
wasnt at all even.
Robinpaw! called the familiar voice of Grassfur. Robinpaw, whats going
Grassfur stopped, gasping loudly.
Grassfur? asked the familiar voice of Thorntail. Whats the matter? Robinpaws
fine and Thorntail must have caught a glimpse of Rainpaw, making her gasp
that loudly.
Rainpaw! Thorntail screamed, seeming to run over to him. All he could do was
hear now, he was numb in all places and his sight had totally disappeared.
What happened? Thorntail demanded. Why is he like that? Did the rogues
attack again?
Thorntail, soothed Yelloweyes voice. Hes stable right now, though I dont
think that will last much longer. Robinpaw and Shadowpaw can give us the full
story when hes recovering.
But what if he doesnt? asked Thorntail with a worried look. Hes my
apprentice! He cant just die!
I wont. . .die. . . said Rainpaw painfully, determination in his voice. Its just. .
.death berry juice. . . in my body. . . It was quiet for a few seconds before Rainpaw
was picked up again, this time by Yelloweye.
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Lets get them back to camp, Yelloweye ordered. Snowdrift needs to see him,
its the only way hell live. Ivyclaw will be wanting to see her kits soon anyway.
Thorntail and Yelloweye then drug him forward quickly, probably toward camp.
Robinpaw and the others followed behind.
The journey from the clearing to camp was a rather short one, probably because he
kept slipping in and out of consciousness, and when they got there the Clan all
seemed to be gathered. Many cats gasped when they saw him, and others began
whispering. Snowdrift, however, immediately began demanding what was wrong
with him.
Its poison, Robinpaw replied. Death berry juice, if what Rainpaw was saying
was true. It wasnt swallowed, though, it was just injected. A cat scratched him I
think, and the claws that he scratched him with had been coated with death berry
juice. Snowdrift sighed in frustration, not even caring that Rainpaw wasnt put in
the medicine den.
Thats new, Snowdrift explained. Ive never had to deal with it, but I know one
thing. He shouldnt die soon, but he will within the next three days if I dont do
anything. He also shouldnt have had too much in him, since it was only injected
due to infected claws. Theres only a fifty-fifty chance hell live though.
Should we move him into your den? asked Yelloweye then.
No, Snowdrift replied. Itll take too long, and Ive only got so much time. If
you want to do something, please keep these cats back and give him some air.
Even Ravenstar shouldnt be near him right now. Yelloweye muttered an okay
and then walked back toward the gathering Clan cats.
Frostpaw, get some yarrow and some cobwebs, Snowdrift ordered, watching the
white apprentice sprint off. Thorntail, if you could follow him and get some
marigold for Robinpaws wounds. Rainpaw coughed a bit then, groaning as he
realised how painful it was.
Soon Snowdrift told him to eat something, which he did subconsciously. Only
then did he realize that it was the yarrow, and that it would make him throw up the
poison. He did throw up, but it was only blood that came out of his mouth.
Did it work? asked Frostpaw with a worried tone. It was quiet for a few
moments before Snowdrift sighed.
No, it didnt, Snowdrift growled, irritation in his voice. And I think the poison
is actually faster than I thought.
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That or the demon sped it up, Rainpaw rasped. What a tricky little mouse-
brain.
He cant die! Robinpaw screamed suddenly, her voice sounding as if she were
crying. He means too much. . .
Im sorry, but theres nothing I can do, Snowdrift whispered softly. Theres no
way he could live against the poisoning of a death berry. It was quiet then, and
nothing was heard except the heavy rain against the ground and the crying of some
cats.
Robinpaws warm fur brushed up against his suddenly, making him flinch in
surprise. Then, Rainpaw smiled with happiness. His eyes closed, though he still
couldnt see, and he now felt like he was ready to die.
Our f-friendship wasnt supposed to end like this, said Robinpaw, sniffling back
the tears.
Could you tell me. . .exactly how. . .it was supposed to end? asked Rainpaw with
a raspy voice. Robinpaw was silent for a few moments before replying.
You were supposed to fall in love with me, and then ask me to be your mate,
Robinpaw explained. You and I were supposed to become Warriors and get our
apprentices together. We were supposed to have kits together, and then raise a
family. You and I were supposed to become elders together, and then die of old
age together. We were supposed to live. Rainpaw laughed a bit at this.
Theres one step. . .that you didnt get right, Rainpaw rasped. The first one is
wrong, cause Ive already fallen in love with you. Robinpaw seemed to cry harder
as she lay on him, the rain seeming to fall harder.
Oh, Rainpaw! she cried. If I asked you if we could become mates, what would
your answer be? Rainpaw laughed a bit again.
Thats an easy question, Rainpaw said with a smile. That answer would most
definitely be yes. Robinpaw cried harder, and it was now becoming louder than
the rain. And even though he was scared for what might happen next, he was ready
for his second death. After all, hed learned all that he needed to, and knew and
that he wanted to. It was his time.
Rainpaw! What are you doing? The voice of Cheetahfur demanded. Youre giving in! You
cant!
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Why not? asked Rainpaw in his head. Its my time, and since Ive done all I really need to, I
dont have to stay.
Cheetahfur was quiet then, but Rainpaw just had this feeling that she was trying to
reach him. There was something in the way, like a soundless wall. He still lay in
peace, waiting for darkness to overtake him. It never did. Then, suddenly, in the
back of his mind, the demon stirred.
As if Id let you die!

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Chapter Twelve
As if Id let you die!
Rainpaws eyes opened and grew wide as he realised who it was, and then he
gasped. Something was happening to him, something that would only happen
once. More blood seemed to leak out of his wounds, though instead of being red it
was purple almost.
Then, just as Rainpaw felt like he was going to die, he felt fine. And there, right in
front of him, stood an exact copy of himself, smiling widely. Well, it wasnt an
exact copy. Where Rainpaw had white, this cat had grey, and where Rainpaw had
grey, this cat had white. The cats eyes were also a dark blue, and he still had a star-
shaped scar, though it was glowing yellow. This cat was also very ghostly looking,
just like the StarClan cats were. Right then he knew just who he was looking at.
The demon within him.
W-what did you do? asked Rainpaw, his eyes wide. The cat in front of him
grinned widely, as if to be happy to answer that question.
Saving you, mouse-brain, the demon replied. What do you think I was doing?
I thought you hated me! Rainpaw reminded him, standing to his paws. I
thought you hated it when I gained control!
I do hate you, the demon said simply. But if you die, as do I, and I really dont
want to die right when your life is getting interesting. I mean, if you died, I
wouldnt be able to see how far I can evolve within you. Rainpaws eyes widened.
He must have been dreaming he must have! This was just too weird. . .
E-evolve? asked Rainpaw, his voice showing his shock. The demon nodded, a sick
grin on his face.
Ever since you used me for the first time, I have been changing, the demon
replied. First I was just a disease type thing, but then I grew into my own
personality. When you started the special training with your second mentor, I
couldnt help but take that to my advantage. Remember when you felt different?
When the urge to kill wasnt as demanding? Well thats because it isnt you
anymore, its me. Youre just watching, without any control whatsoever. I just
never showed this to your mentor, mostly cause I hate him. Rainpaw was still
shocked, his body was shaking now.
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W-what? he asked disbelieving every word. Thats impossible! At this rate youll
gain your own body and slaughter the whole forest! The demon shook his head
and frowned then.
Unfortunately, no, that wont happen, the demon replied, disappointed.
Remember, Rainpaw, that I am nothing but bottled up memories from your past.
I know everything youve been through, everything that happened before you
came to the Clans. I am the reason you do not think of your past life so many
times. Rainpaw shook his head.
That cant be true! Rainpaw protested. It cant be!
Ah, but it is, the demon said with a smile on his face. Im the reason you are
happy with your mate, and happy with your new life. I am the reason you have so
much strength, for a kit your size. I am the reason you made it through the
blizzard, the gathering, the rogues, and every other life threatening situation youve
been in. Without me, you would have ended up as your murderer, becoming
suicide out of your own guilt. Youve wanted to die too much, and now that I have
grown, we will soon have to come to an agreement.
What? asked Rainpaw, with a shocked look upon his face.
Soon, I shall be your strength and soul, the demon said dramatically. Suddenly
Sharpfang lunged forward, attacking the demon. Unfortunately, his mentor only
went through the demon.
Yeah, sorry about that, said the demon, though he didnt really mean it. You
cant hurt me unless you hurt your apprentice, and thats impossible. Besides, I
think Ive done enough damage here. See ya, suckers! The demon then looked to
Rainpaw.
Oh, and by the way, this may hurt a little, the demon warned before running
toward him and then disappearing.
Rainpaw then screamed, mostly in surprise. Not only did his wounds hurt twice as
much, his head ached and his scar burned like it did when hed gotten it. He
suppressed the urge to scream again. The world around him got darker and darker
before going completely dark, and that was when he heard the demon voice again.
Cry-baby.

*
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As Rainpaws eyes flickered open, he wasnt where he thought he would be. The
darkness never faded, but he could see Cheetahfur standing in front of him, and
she did not look happy. Her eyes were narrowed and her claws were unsheathed.
And even though Rainpaw knew she wouldnt kill him, he felt the sudden urge to
plea for help. He didnt, but the urge was still there.
Rainpaw, growled Cheetahfur. What on earth did you think you were doing?
You promised me that you wouldnt give up! You promised me you would think of
what Thunderstar and the others gave up for you to have this life! You promised
me you would think of me, and what Ive had to go through to keep you alive!
I-I thought Ive already done what you and the others asked, Rainpaw replied,
his head low. I also thought that it was just my time. . .
It wasnt your time, Rainpaw, Cheetahfur hissed. You have much more in store
for you! The prophecy cat has been found, and considering you are part of that
cats life, you must not die! Youve found a mate, friends, and a home but those
things are never permanent!
And whats that supposed to mean? asked Rainpaw, standing up tall and
narrowing his eyes. Besides, even if I didnt give up, how would that have helped
me live? Cheetahfur sighed, calming herself down a bit.
If you hadnt have given up, the demon within you wouldve given you the
strength to live, Cheetahfur explained, worry in her eyes. And though he is a
killer, he is the only reason you are living today. Rainpaw yowled in fury at this.
Hes my enemy! Rainpaw hissed, his ears pinned to his head. I shouldnt rely on
him that much!
Youre not, Cheetahfur argued. If you give your body a command, such as stay
alive, you shall do so with the demons power. Its just a fact of life, Rainpaw.
Even if it did leave, it would be fatal to you because of the memories it would take
with it. Think about it, the only reason you are living right now is because of your
dark past, and if that is taken away from you, StarClans power couldnt help you
and you would die. Just accept what is, and then maybe act like a normal person
well, cat in the process. Rainpaw sighed and shook his head.
But with the demon inside of me, how exactly am I supposed to be normal?
Rainpaw asked. Cheetahfur narrowed her eyes again before the world around him
changed.
He was now in the snow, but it wasnt cold. In front of him wasnt Cheetahfur
anymore, it was Robinpaw. She was smiling at him, and even though she was
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ghostly looking, she still looked beautiful. Cheetahfur then appeared beside
Robinpaw.
You had her while you had that thing inside of you, Cheetahfur pointed out.
Having a crush is something normal, isnt it? And now shes your mate. There is
nothing abnormal about that.
The surroundings changed again after that. Now Rainpaw was looking at Duskkit,
Nightkit, and Snowkit, all of them beside Reedfeather, Mosskit, and Foxkit.
Cheetahfur was then beside that family.
You helped name three kits while you had the demon within you, Cheetahfur
reminded him. Being able to do this is normal, even if it took a miracle to save
them. Rainpaws head lowered, realizing she was right.
The nursery changed then, fading and then sharpening into a forest. In front of
him was Cloudpaw, Shadowpaw, Flamepelt, Amberstorm, Thunderpaw, and a few
others who were all smiling at him. Cheetahfur then appeared beside them.
You made wonderful friends while the demon was inside you, Cheetahfur
pointed out again. That is very normaleven for a Twoleg. Rainpaw sighed,
hoping that he wouldnt be proven wrong again.
Unfortunately, that was a no. The world around him changed once again into a
clearing in the forest, where Thorntail and Sharpfang stood. Cheetahfur appeared
beside them like the other three times.
You have gained the respect of two mentors while that thing was within you,
both of them getting your trust as well, Cheetahfur said. Being able to get a
motherly-like mentor and a strong, caring, fatherly-like second mentor isnt exactly
normal, but it is at least something that has nothing to do with the demon.
Then the scenery changed, this time too quickly for Rainpaw to tell Cheetahfur to
stop. He was now in ThunderClan camp with everyone doing their normal duties.
It was so peaceful, and when Cheetahfur appeared in the centre, Rainpaws head
lowered.
You have lived within the Clans without killing anyone, even with that murderer
within you, Cheetahfur growled, a bit of anger building up in her eyes. You have
been able to live a normal life, even with the abnormal things going on within you.
And yet, through all that, you dont think you can continue? Rainpaw lowered his
head again, his eyes showing defeat.
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I-I dont know, Rainpaw replied honestly. I may be able to lead a normal life,
but I just dont think that will last much longer. . . Cheetahfur sighed, calming
herself down again.
Rainpaw, no matter what you do, your life is not going to be all that normal,
Cheetahfur replied. However, no ones life is going to be for much longer, not
with the danger thats about to come. Rainpaw narrowed his eyes in conclusion
then.
What do you mean, danger? asked Rainpaw. Cheetahfur just shook her head
before fading away, and then after a few seconds, the world around him began
fading as well. This time, however, he flickered his eyes open, instead of just being
moved elsewhere.
As Rainpaw had expected, he woke up in the medicine den with Robinpaw next to
him. He smiled as he sat up, waking her as well. Robinpaw then sat up, her eyes
wide with worry. Rainpaw, however, just continued smiling.
A-are you okay? asked Robinpaw quickly. Rainpaw just shrugged, frowning a bit
as he realised that his wounds hurt a lot.
Ive been better, Rainpaw replied. But aside from that Im just happy to finally
be awake. Robinpaw smiled after that and licked his cheek.
Good, she replied. I was worried there for a moment. Rainpaw smiled before
he heard movement in the den entrance. Frostpaw and Snowdrift then walked
through, both of them looking quite relieved that he was awake.
Are you feeling okay? asked Frostpaw, his blue eyes looking curiously to
Rainpaw.
I feel brilliant, Rainpaw replied, smiling wider. You did wonderful. Frostpaw
smiled happily, pride filling his eyes as he held his head up high. Snowdrift laughed
a bit before looking to Rainpaw.
Ill go tell the rest of the Clan, Snowdrift told them. Dont forget to check him
over, Frostpaw! Snowdrift called over his shoulder before leaving. Rainpaw
smiled before looking to Robinpaw.
So have you told the Clan about what happened? Rainpaw asked, his smile
disappearing. Robinpaw sighed, but then nodded.
Yeah, I did, she answered. They were all shocked about what happened, though
Sharpfang seemed very, very angry with you.
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I dont see why, Rainpaw muttered aloud. Not only did I save your lives, Ive
weakened the rogues by splitting them up. Why cant he accept that Im a real
Warrior? Robinpaw shrugged.
I dont know, she replied. I mean, when he attacked that cat two nights ago he
seemed like he was protecting you. Sharpfang was really worried when you passed
out as well. Rainpaw shrugged.
Well, at least I know Sharpfang doesnt hate me, said Rainpaw, looking on the
bright side of things. He just wants to make sure Im strong enough to become a
Warrior, I guess. Robinpaw seemed to brighten up then, her eyes showing a lot of
excitement.
Speaking of becoming a Warrior, said Robinpaw happily. Im going to become
one today! Rainpaw shared her excitement then.
Really? he asked. Thats great!
Yeah, it is, said Robinpaw proudly. It was supposed to be yesterday, but since
you were still asleep I refused. Shadowpaw refused as well, and so Ravenstar
agreed to wait until you woke. Rainpaw sighed.
You shouldnt have waited for me, you know, he teased. Im not that important.
. . Robinpaw shook her head, determination in her eyes.
To me, you are, Robinpaw insisted. And since weve basically declared each
other mates, we should both see each others Warrior ceremony. Besides, no one
would have been in a very good mood with you still sleeping in here. Rainpaw
rolled his eyes, but still didnt argue.
So, are you hungry? asked Robinpaw. The fresh-kill pile is so full with new-leaf
here! Rainpaw laughed a bit before standing up slowly and nodding.
Yeah, Im starving, Rainpaw replied. Though by the time I get through the large
crowd thats probably going to be surrounding this place, itll be nightfall.
Robinpaw rolled her eyes before helping him out.
When Rainpaw got out of the medicine den he felt at ease. After being asleep for
two days, his mind had grown tired of the darkness. With the sun high and warm
in the sky, however, he could just feel the sun on his fur.
Its wonderful, isnt it? asked Robinpaw, also looking as if she enjoyed the
sunlight. Rainpaw then noticed Ravenstar upon the Highrock, his dark fur shining
in the sunlight.
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Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather beneath the Highrock for a
Clan meeting! Ravenstar called, his voice booming throughout the Clans camp.
The cats then gathered as Robinpaw helped Rainpaw over to the Highrock. Then,
she left him with a smile before joining with Shadowpaw to await their Warrior
ceremony.
Shadowpaw, Robinpaw, Ravenstar called, a smile on his face. Please step
forward. Robinpaw and Shadowpaw both took three steps forward, separating
themselves from the crowd. Ravenstar then looked over to Grassfur and
Snowclaw, who both had proud looks on their faces.
Snowclaw, mentor of Shadowpaw, and Grassfur, mentor of Robinpaw, do you
think that they have proven themselves worthy of becoming a Warrior from their
actions two nights ago? Snowclaw and Grassfur nodded. Ravenstar then turned to
Robinpaw and Shadowpaw.
I, Ravenstar, leader of ThunderClan, call upon my Warrior ancestors to look
down upon these two apprentices. They both have trained hard to understand the
ways of your noble code, and I commend them to you as Warriors in their turn.
The Clan cheered a bit before Ravenstar quieted them.
Robinpaw, Shadowpaw, said Ravenstar then, continuing. Do you promise to
uphold the Warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?
Robinpaw and Shadowpaw both nodded.
I do, said Shadowpaw.
I do, said Robinpaw.
Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your Warrior names, said Ravenstar
then. Shadowpaw, from this day forward you shall be known as Shadowflame.
Robinpaw, from this day forward, you shall be known as Robinwing. ThunderClan
welcomes you as full Warriors. The Clan cheered loudly then.
Shadowflame! Robinwing! Shadowflame! Robinwing! Shadowflame! Robinwing!
the Clan chanted, with Rainpaw leading them. He wished he could be louder for
Robinwing, but of course his wounds got in the way.
Rainpaw waited for the rest of the Clan to congratulate Robinwing and
Shadowflame before walking up to them both. He then licked Robinwing on the
cheek.
Congratulations, Rainpaw said happily. Youve finally made it.
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It wont be long until youre up there as well, said Robinwing, licking him back.
That will be a very exciting day. The two of them then walked over to the fresh-
kill pile and began eating while talking about the normal things. And that was just
it. What they were doing was normal, showing Rainpaw once again that Cheetahfur
had been right.

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Chapter Thirteen
Rainpaw lay comfortably in the middle of the apprentices den with Lionpaw,
Bluepaw, and Frostpaw sleeping around him. He was the oldest apprentice now,
with both Robinwing and Shadowflame Warriors, and this made him proud.
Sweetpaw always seemed to look up to him, and both Lionpaw and Bluepaw
always asked him to help them with battle training, mostly because they remember
the night he made the rogues scatter.
The rogues scent had disappeared, which was odd to Rainpaw. He knew that
Shadow was still out there, but they seemed to be hiding. Why? Rainpaw had no
idea.
Rainpaw then realised one of his wounds was stinging, and though he would have
loved to ignore it, he just couldnt. So, he stood up and carefully slipped through
the apprentices den. He then padded quietly through camp before walking into the
medicine den, sighing as he realised how many times hed been in the den.
As Rainpaw walked in, he realised that both Frostpaw and Snowdrift were already
awake. It seemed odd to be at this time of night, but then Rainpaw realised that
they had come back from the Moonpool only a short time ago, so they had a
reason to be awake.
The two medicine cats looked up at Rainpaw as he entered, both looking quite
stressed as they did. Curiously, Rainpaw looked harder for the reason why, hoping
to get something through their eyes. However, thats not what he got.
Rainpaw was given a memory instead. He was then in Frostpaws body as he stood
in a grass field that seemed to stretch for miles. In front of him was Cheetahfur,
Thunderstar, Riverstar Windstar, and Shadowstar. All of them looked odd, and
they were all saying the same thing. Rainpaw then tried harder to listen.
Blood will be shed as the ashes fall, with memories lost and some forgotten, evil shall over-power
even the strongest of the Clans. We wait for the Saviour, and pray that we will be
saved. Cheetahfur recited, her voice strong and mighty. These are words you must
remember, young Frostpaw, for they will help you when you become a full medicine cat.
But I dont understand! Frostpaw protested. The Clans will. . .die?
No, said Cheetahfur firmly. They will always be here in this forest. However, some leaders
arent as good as others. Frostpaw was frantic, he had no idea what was going on.
There is another thing you should remember, Frostpaw, the she-cat warned. Something
that even I dont the outcome of. The monster that is living within the Clans shall be tamed, but
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only enough to listen. With a name and a purpose, what this monster will be able to do is
unknowable. You must be careful.
Monster? asked Frostpaw. You mean those nasty smelling things that go across the
Thunderpath? Cheetahfur shook her head before fading away, the others following
her lead.
Remember the prophecy, Frostpaw, Cheetahfur reminded him. Let it guide you through
many more seasons of life. Then the world around Rainpaw changed, and soon he was
in his real body. Hed been holding his breath, and when he let it go, Snowdrift
seemed a little curious. Frostpaw was shocked, but Rainpaw was not. He was too
busy adding the piece to the puzzle.
Rainpaw then ran off, his mind too occupied to explain himself to the medicine
cats at the moment. He slipped back into the apprentices den, panting heavily as
he lied down.
What has StarClan come to? Rainpaw thought. How could they let danger just take over like
that? And whose memory will be lost? Who will be forgotten? This makes no sense! Rainpaw
thought about it more carefully, but not once did he know just who was going to
take over. Whoever it was, they were probably plotting to kill Sharpfang at any
moment, and then Ravenstar. The some leaders arent as good as others part was
obvious. Someone was going to try and take over ThunderClan by becoming its
leader.
Well, the other warning actually makes a bit more sense, Rainpaw thought then. The
monster is my demon, probably, but I have no idea how its going to be tamed. He never listens
to me, so who would he listen to? And whos gonna give him a name and a purpose? I know I
wontthat dumb demon would kill me of he knew how, which hell probably find out if he had
a purpose to take over. Rainpaw sighed then, closing his eyes before trying to get some
sleep.
Why does this life have to be so complicating?
*
Rainpaw lay near Robinwing while eating his fresh-kill with happiness. Sharpfang
was actually seeming to like him a bit more, and therefore was telling him that he
was probably going to become a Warrior soon. This had made Rainpaws day, and
after worrying about the prophecy for nearly a week, he finally pushed it into the
back of his mind.
Shadowflame sat by Flamepelt, both of them laughing at each others stories. It
was really cute, actually, and Rainpaw was sure that they would become mates
soon. Amberstorm also sat by him, listening Robinwing tell the story of how she
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startled Grassfur for the thousandth time. It was a good afternoon, and with the
new-leaf sun warming them up, Rainpaw felt at ease.
Grassfur then rushed through the medicine den entrance after being in it for nearly
an hour. Talontooth walked proudly beside her, his head held high as he looked at
the other Warriors.
Im having kits! Grassfur announced. Rainpaw nodded, noticing how Grassfur
looked a bit bigger. The excited she-cat giggled as Talontooth licked her before
running off to her closest friend. Robinwing then looked to Rainpaw.
That will be us someday, wont it? she asked, licking him on the cheek. Rainpaw
chuckled before nodding.
Yes, Rainpaw replied. But can I become a Warrior first? Robinpaw laughed
before continuing her story, and then everything went back to normal.
Someone suddenly barged through the thorn barrier, and when Rainpaw realised
who it was he stood up and waited for an explanation.
WindClan! Sweetpaw gasped, her eyes wide as Yelloweye ran up beside her.
The rogues are with them! Yelloweye announced. Were greatly outnumbered!
Ravenstar then leaped down the Highrock and started barking out commands.
Sweetpaw! Get Lionpaw and Bluepaw and protect the apprentices den!
But Sweetpaw started.
Youre too young to fight! Sharpfang scolded. Now do as youre told!
Grassfur, since you are bearing kits, please get to the elders den and let
Talontooth protect you and the elders! Ravenstar ordered, making Grassfur nod
and then run into the elders den, Talontooth right behind her.
Snowdrift! Frostpaw! Ravenstar called. Get the necessary herbs ready! The two
medicine cats nodded before disappearing into their den.
Everyone else, get ready for a big fight! Ravenstar yelled then, and everyone
replied with a nod. The ThunderClan cats were scattered throughout the camp,
ready to take on any battle that they needed to.
It was then that WindClan attacked, the stench of rogues behind them. Rainpaw
got ready, but he wasnt sure what to do. His body was still recovering from the
poison, so he didnt know how long hed last.
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Rainpaw then jumped onto a black tom, frowning as he realised he was still too
small to fight an adult cat. Rainpaw did anyway, figuring that he might as well try.
The tom dodged his attack, kicking Rainpaw in the stomach. Rainpaw coughed as
he landed on the ground, but didnt waste any time. The tom attacked, his teeth
bared, but Rainpaw slid underneath him and pushed himself from the ground and
into the toms belly. The tom gasped for air as he hit the ground.
Youre a smart little bug, arent you? asked the WindClan tom. The rogues
seemed to think so anyway. Rainpaw hissed before lunging toward the tom. The
tom quickly evaded the attack, and then they began circling each other.
Tell me, oh wise WindClan cat, Rainpaw mocked. Why are you fighting with
the rogues? Rainpaw then evaded the toms attack before turning around and
slashing his claws across the Warriors flank. The tom screeched before they
resumed their circling.
To outnumber you ThunderClan weaklings, the tom replied with disgust. But
there was a deal. The tom then lunged forward, his claws unsheathed and heading
for Rainpaws scar. Rainpaw dodged the attack with difficulty, and then he waited
for the toms second attack. It never came. Instead, the tom just continued.
If we helped attack ThunderClan, theyd get the chance to kill Ravenstar. Rosestar
wants to finish him off after that, but the rogues do want to kill half of him. It
wasnt that hard of a decision, since we were actually planning an invasion
anyway. the tom explained.
Well thats too bad, Rainpaw taunted, a smirk on his face. Ravenstar has many
loyal Warriors, including me, that would die before Rosestar could get to him.
Then they will die, the tom responded. Have you forgotten that youre out
numbered? Rainpaw tilted his head before he realised just what the tom meant.
He turned around to defend himself, but Rainpaw was too late. He was pinned
down easily by two other toms. The other tom, the one hed been fighting,
smirked.
If you ever want to know, Rainpaw, my name is Hawkstrike, and I am the one
and only son of Rosestar. said Hawkstrike, continuing smirking as he turned
around to face Rosestar, who had stopped fighting Ravenstar.
Mother! Hawkstrike called. Tell the rogues weve got a surprise for them!
Rosestar grinned, and then announced it to the rogues. Shadow wasnt anywhere
near the fight it seemed, but that just meant that he was hiding. Rainpaw was too
busy struggling to notice what was going on.
Hello, Rainpaw! Said the demon-like voice. Wow. How come I always find you like this?
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Why are you here? Asked Rainpaw in thought. My scar hasnt been scratched at all!
I know! Hissed the demon. But these rogues are really startin to tick me off. Is it okay for me
to show them whose boss?
NO! Rainpaw yelled at the demon. WindClan cant know what Im capable of!
Too bad, said the demon. Youll just have to live with it.
Wait! Dont do that! If WindClan finds out what I can do theyll
I dont care~! The demon sang.
Rainpaw growled with frustration before looking for someone to help him. His
eyes scanned the area, and then he quickly found Robinwing.
Warn the others! Rainpaw yelled. I-I dont know whats happening, but it isnt
good at all! Robinwings eyes were wide with shock and filled with worry, but she
did as he told her and ran off toward the other cats. It was then that the demon
took control, and it was then that Rainpaw was pushed away.
The demon then slashed his claws through both of the toms throats, killing the
both of them easily. He stood and shook out his fur, and then laughed as he saw
the face of Hawkstrike. The large tom had his eyes wide, which only fed the
demons thirst for blood.
Oh, so youre afraid, arent you? asked the demon. Well that just makes it all the
more fun to kill you! The demon then lunged forward and bit Hawkstrikes neck,
killing him in a few seconds. Hawkstrike fell dead to the ground, making the
demon smirk.
Hawkstrike! Rosestar screamed, alerting all of the other cats. The battle stopped
as everyone looked to the demon and Hawkstrike. The demon just smirked again
as fear crept over the rogues eyes.
Followers of Shadow! Retreat! a rogue called from the thorn barrier. We are no
match for that monster! The rogues then all left through the thorn barrier.
Rosestar looked confused, unable to understand why the rogues left so quickly.
Aw, the demon whined. They all left. Oh well, guess Ill have to settle for you
WindClan weaklings. the demon then lunged forward, his claws slitting a she-cats
throat easily.
Silvershine! a golden brown tom screeched as the young Warrior fell to the
ground. The tom then lunged toward the demon, who only evaded the attack and
then slit his throat as well.
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Go join your sister, weakling, the demon hissed with pleasure.

Wait, how did you know they were siblings? asked Rainpaw.
I just knew, the demon replied with a smirk on his face, though Rainpaw knew that
the demon had some ability that he probably didnt want to know about just yet.
A dark ginger cat then lunged at the demon, fury in her eyes. The demon just
evaded the attack, and then another, and another. Finally, after she gave him an
opening, the demon slit her throat with his claws.
Another tom came then, and this one was pale grey with a short tail. The tom
lunged at him, but the demon killed him with ease.
Are there any fun fights anymore? asked the demon, looking very disappointed.
You Clan cats are so easy to kill. Rosestar then ran toward him with fury, tears
running down her cheeks.
You killed my mate and my son, you ugly piece of crow-food! Rosestar yelled as
she reached him.
And? asked the demon.
You shall pay! Rosestar said after screaming. She then lunged forward, her eyes
clouded with emotion. The demon gasped with shock as the strong she-cat
managed to scratch him.
Oh, so youre a good fighter, eh? asked the demon. Well then, this may be a
little more fun. The demon then lunged forward, his claws unsheathed as he
slashed them toward Rosestars throat. He missed, but still managed to make a
gash on her chest.
Rosestar screeched with agony before taking a few steps back and then lunging
toward him. Rosestars jaw snapped toward the demons throat, trying to kill him.
You want to kill me? asked the demon curiously. If thats the case, then Ill
actually have to strategize this kill. The demon then lunged toward her, pinning
her down with difficulty. After that, he dug his claws into her shoulders, making
her screech with pain. Rosestar kicked his stomach, making him get off.
Not so good now, are you? asked Rosestar, a smirk on her face. The demon just
shrugged before sprinting up behind her and raking his claws down her hips. She
then fell to the ground, but quickly stood up again.
Cats fighting with fury in their hearts arent the smartest type, now are they?
asked the demon, a smirk on his face. Rosestar narrowed her eyes with confusion.
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What in StarClans name do you mean? asked Rosestar.

The demon just kept the smug smile on his face as he attacked her once more. She
dodged with difficulty, her wounds effecting her movements. The demon attacked
again, and she evaded it. The demon repeated the processes, and so did Rosestar.
The cocky leader was getting slower, however, and that just made the demon
happy. Finally, the demon paused, watching Rosestar breath heavily. The demon
smirked as he watched her.
A bit tired, now arent we? asked the demon. You wont be able to last much
longer. Looks like my plan has worked. Rosestars eyes narrowed with
determination.
What do you mean? she rasped. Im just warming up!
Oh trust me, the demon hissed. You arent going to be able to move here in a
little while. You see, I scratched both shoulders and both hips, making your legs
bleed with pain. Then, when I kept attacking you, I was only trying to get you to
move. Or, in other words, tire yourself out. Now I can take all of your lives at once
without having you struggle. Rosestars eyes widened, and she backed away, but
she realised what was happening all too late.
The demon lunged toward her, his jaw clamping onto her neck as he pinned her
down. For a minute they stayed there like that, and everything was quiet as
Rosestars lives drifted away. She was in too much shock to move, and the demon
was having too much fun to stop.
One. . .Two. . .Three. . .Four. . . Rainpaw counted in his head as the lives poured out
of the leader. Rosestar was then down to her last life, but something stopped the
demon.
The demon was pushed to the ground and held there by an unknown force.
Rainpaw couldnt see the face, mostly because the demon kept thrashing around.
Rosestar then stood up shakily after laying there. Her eyes were wide her body was
drained of energy. She couldnt do anything.
W-WindClan. . . she rasped. R-retreat. . . . The WindClan cats then fled,
helping Rosestar run away. The cat keeping the demon down did not get off until
all of the WindClan cats were gone. The cat then got off of him, making the
demon angry as he stood up.
I was just about there! the demon screeched. Why did you stop me? I thought
she was the enemy! The cat that had held him down was Sharpfang, to Rainpaws
surprise, but the demon was not as impressed.
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Rosestar is a Clan leader. Sharpfang argued, his eyes narrowed. You know that,
Rainpaw. Are you okay?
Rainpaw? asked the demon. What gave you the idea that Rainpaw was back?
Sharpfangs eyes grew wide, then, as the demon said that.
Y-youre still the monster? asked Sharpfang.
Yeah, the demon hissed. Who else would I be?
Why arent you trying to kill me? asked Sharpfang. Arent you a monster?
Well yeah, said the demon. But since the scar wasnt scratched, Rainpaw has the
ability to come back whenever he wants. So, like right now, when hes struggling to
gain control, I cant do anything but talk to you, which is actually kinda boring now
that I think about it. . .
The scar wasnt scratched? asked Sharpfang, his eyes wide with shock. How
were you able to gain control?
Eh, ask Rainpaw, the demon growled. I dont really feeling like explaining it to
you. Bye-bye~! Rainpaw then gained control, sighing with relief as he did.
Thanks, Sharpfang, Rainpaw muttered as he stood up. WindClan
would not have been happy if Rosestar died. . .
How was he able to gain control, Rainpaw? Sharpfang asked, his eyes narrowed.
To be honest? I dont know, Rainpaw growled. He basically just popped in and
took over. I only had enough time to warn Robinwing before the demon took
over. Sharpfang acted like he was going to say something, but then he just walked
away. Rainpaw shrugged before looking for Robinwing.
Rainpaw! Robinwing called, running over to her. Rainpaw turned around before
smiling at his mate. Rainpaw, are you okay? I was so worried!
Im fine, Rainpaw insisted, licking her on the cheek. Just a little winded, thats
all.
Amberstorm! screamed Birdflight. Rainpaw then looked toward the elderly
Warrior, only to find a crowd of cats blocking his view. They were all surrounding
someone, and Rainpaw had a bad feeling it wasnt just because the cat was
wounded.
Rainpaw then ran through the crowd, tears slowly making their way down his
cheeks as he tried to keep his emotions down. When he made it to the centre, he
gasped with shock.
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Amberstorm lay there, motionless aside from some very shallow breathing. There
were many wounds upon her, the biggest near her lungs. The she-cat was quickly
dying in front of him.
No. . . Rainpaw murmured. N-No! He was crying, he knew, but he couldnt
help it. Rainpaw knew that if hed been paying attention, he could have protected
her, and then she wouldnt be in that situation. His heart ached at the sight of her.
Many cats watched the she-cat in silence, even as she slowly drifted away.
Amberstorm no longer breathed, and her heart no longer kept beating. She was
gone.
StarClan, Rainpaw whispered, just low enough for Snowdrift to hear. Please,
for me, give her life. Rainpaw knew it wouldnt work, but he just felt like saying it.
Robinwing sat next to him, comforting him as he wished for it to happen.
Suddenly, Amberstorm coughed, making Rainpaw look back to her. His eyes were
wide as Amberstorm sat up without a wound on her, looking perfectly happy.
Amberstorm looked confused, happy, and amazed all at once.
I-Im. . .alive? she asked, looking herself over. And Im healed! What did you
do, Snowdrift? Snowdrift, who had been sitting near her, shook his head.
I didnt do a thing, young one, Snowdrift murmured. Though I believe
Rainpaw could tell you a thing or two. Rainpaw then looked up to the medicine
cat in alarm. He had no idea how it happened.
I, er, just wished to StarClan to give her life, Rainpaw replied, a little
embarrassed that so many cats were looking him. Thats nothing special, is it?
Strange things happen to strange cats, said Snowdrift wisely.
Yeah, Robinwing agreed. Maybe since you took so many lives, they let you save
one.
But that doesnt make any sense, Rainpaw reminded her. I said the same thing
to Snowstorm, and did he live? Robinpaws head went low, but she didnt look
sad or anything. Rainpaw went through in his head about what went different this
time, and then he found his answer.
Rosestars lives, he murmured. The monster must have kept them for himself.
Er, I never meant to keep any lives, said the demon in Rainpaws mind. I didnt notice that
I was even gaining them. I mean, I could feel them gathering within me, but that was it.
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Rainpaw sighed, but no one seemed to notice his annoyance. Are you going to take
over again, or no? You dont really seem to want to take control.
Nope, Im just here for the show, the demon replied. When you saved the she-cats life, I was
a little surprised. And interested, of course, but mostly surprised.
Whatever, Rainpaw thought. Just as long as you arent going to kill any of my friends.
Well, I dont think it was intentional, said Rainpaw aloud. But either way, if that
was only one of her lives, I still have seven left.
You took eight of her lives? asked Robinwing in shock. Rainpaw shrugged.
As far as I know, Rainpaw replied. It was hard to count with the stupid demon
in the way. It was all but her last one, thats for sure.
Amazing! Bluepaw chirped.
Its not amazing! Ivyclaw scolded her kit. Its scary! Now go help the other
Warriors fix up your den, or do you want to sleep in the rain tonight? Bluepaw
lowered his head before following his brother toward the apprentices den.
If you have seven of Rosestars lives, then that would mean you have eight lives
left, said Flamepelt, putting the pieces together. So youre basically a leader.
Am not! Rainpaw hissed angrily. Im like every other apprentice, and it shall
stay that way. I just need to find a way to get rid of these lives. . .
Get rid of them? asked Grassfur. but they could save someone in the future!
Rainpaw sighed, knowing she was right. However, he didnt want to keep these
lives for himself. It felt wrong, and with all those cats he killed.
Rainpaw then had an idea. He stood up and walked toward the pile of dead
WindClan cats that hed killed. His heart did a somersault in his stomach as he saw
them and realised that it was his fault that they were all dead. That didnt matter
though, cause he was going to fix that.
Rainpaw, what are you doing? asked Robinwing as she walked to him, some
other Warriors following her.
Robinwing, these cats are dead because of me, and they didnt do anything
wrong, Rainpaw explained. I need to save then, and now that I can, I will.
Rainpaw, they invaded our territory! Flamepelt reminded him. Hows that for
not doing anything wrong?
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That was on Rosestars orders, Rainpaw growled, narrowing his eyes. It wasnt
their fault. There are exactly seven cats here: Hawkstrike, the two that were holding
me down, Morningbreeze, Swiftstrike, Silvershine, and Haretail. If I save all of
them, Ill be able to forgive myself completely.
I dont understand, said Amberstorm, walking up to him. Youve killed before,
and yet youve never felt guilty. Why are you doing so now?
Because these cats are Clan cats, Rainpaw replied. Theyre just like you and me,
and all they were doing was respecting Rosestars ridiculous orders. These cats
have families and friends and just a few moments ago I took that all away. It was
quiet then, and even Ravenstar was watching from the Highrock. It only lasted a
few minutes though.
I just have one more question, said Sharpfang. Why dont you just keep the
lives for yourself? Rainpaw narrowed his eyes, obviously offended by the answer.
His tail was lashing and his ears were back.
If I kept them for myself, I would not consider myself a Clan cat, Rainpaw
growled. I dont want that. ThunderClan is my home, and though Ive had my
bad moments, I will protect it the best I can. I am a Warrior, and Warriors dont
kill. So, Im going to be doing the right thing, and I am going to save these cats.
Rainpaw then turned toward the WindClan cats and closed his eyes, concentrating
as he asked StarClan to give them life.
StarClan, please give them life, and let them return to their families. Rainpaw thought.
You mouse-brain! The demon within him hissed. It took me a long time to kill them, and
now youre just going to give them your lives? Youve got to be joking! Rainpaw ignored the
demon and focused.
Now Rainpaw could feel the lives coming out of him. It was like a river flowing
from his heart to his left shoulder and then to the cats. His scar was probably
glowing as he did this, but he didnt care. This was he wanted to do, and he was
going to do it correctly.
After a few minutes, it all stopped. Rainpaw opened his eyes to find all seven cats
standing up, all of them surprised that they were alive. They then looked around
each other, their eyes shocked as they found Rainpaw. The seven of them then fled
through the thorn barrier before disappearing.
Sheesh, said the demon then. Youd think theyd thank you for saving their lives. What an
ungrateful bunch. Rainpaw laughed a bit before standing up happily. He didnt feel
quite so sad for killing them, because he saved them.
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Ravenstar walked over then, a proud smile on his face. Rainpaw looked curiously
over to the leader, ready to hear what he had to say.

It looks like I have another Warrior ceremony to preform, said Ravenstar,
smiling. Rainpaw certainly showed us all that he is ready to become a full Warrior
of ThunderClan.

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Chapter Fourteen

Rainpaw sat with the rest of the crowd, his heart beating quickly as he realised that
he was going to get a Warrior name. Everyone around him seemed very happy, and
he had even caught a glimpse of Cheetahfur smiling at him. After six moons of
training and constant wounds, Rainpaw was glad that he was finally receiving his
Warrior name.
Rainpaw watched closely as Ravenstar leaped up the Highrock, and as the great
leader sat down, he waited for his name to be called.
ThunderClan, we have witnessed a wonderful thing today, Ravenstar started.
We have seen Rainpaws true loyalty to not only his Clan, but WindClan as well.
This is something that is hard to come by these days. Rainpaw could have kept the
lives his demon stole for himself, but instead he brought back those his monster
killed. He made it clear to us that he does not kill willingly, and that he is a true
Warrior of ThunderClan. For that, I think it is high time he receives his Warrior
name.
Rainpaw, called Ravenstar, looking down at him. Do you promise to uphold
the Warrior code and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life? Rainpaw
nodded.
I do, said Rainpaw clearly.
Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your Warrior name, Ravenstar
continued. Rainpaw, from this day forward, you will be known as Rainfur, for
your outstanding bravery and loyalty. We welcome you as a full Warrior of
ThunderClan, and hope that you stay with us for many moons to come. Rainfur
dipped his head respectively, unable to describe how happy he felt.
Rainfur! Rainfur! Rainfur! The Clan chanted, Robinwing louder than all of them.
I shall now announce those coming to the gathering with me, said Ravenstar
after quieting everyone down. Sharpfang, Snowdrift, Frostpaw, Birdflight, Lilyear,
Dawnpelt, Talontooth, Flamepelt, Robinwing, Shadowflame, Rainfur, and
Sweetpaw. Rainfur couldnt help but to feel proud now. Not only was he a new
Warrior, he was also going to go to the gathering.
Robinwing walked up to him, licking him on the cheek as she did so.
Im so proud of you! she said. Now were both Warriors! Isnt this great?
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I still dont understand why I couldnt go, Amberstorm growled playfully. I

know I died, but Im fine now.
Maybe Ravenstar thought you were still under a bit of shock, Rainfur suggested.
Its not every day a cat experiences being dead and then being brought back
alive.
How was it, by the way? asked Shadowflame curiously as she walked up to them.
Being dead, I mean.
Strange, Amberstorm replied awkwardly. Can we not talk about this? Its just
weird. . .
Sure! Shadowflame replied quickly. I was just curious! Amberstorm chuckled.
Dont be too hard on yourself, the gentle ginger she-cat replied. Im not that
mean.
What do you think WindClan is going to say? asked Flamepelt as he walked up
to the crowd, looking a bit concerned.
Do you think theyll even be there? asked Amberstorm.
Of course they will, said Robinwing. Theyre too stubborn not to come. Now
Rosestar is another question. I honestly dont know what shed do if she was there
and saw you, Rainfur. Probably run with fear, if you ask me. Did you see how she
looked when she left? Rainfur shrugged.
Maybe she just wont come then, said Shadowflame innocently. Blackpelt has
become quite the deputy. Shes almost an exact copy of Rosestar.
Wasnt she always like that? asked Rainfur.
No, Robinwing replied. She used to be very gentle and kind from what Ive
heard. However, shes just become like Rosestar lately.
Well thats sad, Sweetpaw chirped up as she joined the conversation. I was
really hoping that Rosestar would die so that WindClan could become nice again.
Dont say that! Shadowflame scolded. Leaders are leaders, and they can do
what they want. After all, they have nine lives and have lived for many years. We
consider them the same as our Elders.
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But Rosestar doesnt have nine lives and she definitely hasnt lived that long!
Sweetpaw argued. Why cant I wish that she dies? I know Ravenstar wishes it!
And the other leaders as well! From what Ive heard, nobody likes her.
Sweetpaw, you are younger, and so you should not wish such things, Robinwing
soothed. I think your mentor is calling you now, by the way. Sweetpaw nodded
before leaving, looking quite determined as she did so.
Well shes got one thing right, said Flamepelt. Everyone does want Rosestar
gone.
*
Rainfur basically pranced beside Robinwing, who was giggling as he did it. She had
already been to a Gathering as a Warrior, but he had not. Rainfur knew deep down
that most cats werent going to really care about his Warriorship because of what
happened last time he came to a Gathering, but he didnt care.
They were just entering WindClan territory, and everything seemed to grow
intense. Everyone was quietwell, not the leadersas they looked around with
hostile glares. None of them had forgotten the WindClan invasion, and none of
them were going to let their guard down.
Rainfur, of course, didnt care. He was too excited to really notice the WindClan
gathering patrol show up behind them, and he was too busy talking to Frostpaw to
realize that ThunderClan had stopped to send warning growls to WindClan, who
were doing the same. When Rainfur finally did realize what was going on, he just
took a step back and hoped that this wouldnt end another fight.
You traitors! a ThunderClan cat yelled.
You must be mouse-brain to work with rogues! Another yelled.
Youre the weaklings! one WindClan cat hissed.
The only thing that saved you from the rogues was that monster! another
WindClan cat growled. Rainfurs fur bristled at that sentence, growling lowly for
warning.
At least were not weak enough to call to rogues for help! Robinwing hissed
beside him, determination in her eyes.
Yeah! Shadowflame agreed, also narrowing her eyes. How many lives did
Rosestar loose again? Many WindClan cats yowled with rage as Shadowflame said
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that, and the ThunderClan cats werent much better. However, Ravenstar made
sure that this did not end in a fight.
Silence! Ravenstar yowled above all of the threats. WindClan have learned their
lesson, and are lucky that we brought those seven cats back to life. They need not
to be threatened. The black cat in front of the group made Rainfur a bit uneasy.
He knew her. She was one of the first cats hed met. That was Blackpelt, the
deputy of WindClan. Was that Blacstar now?
However, before he got to question it, Ravenstar lead them forward. Blackpelt
waited awhile before walking, quieting her Clan down as well. Rainfur was afraid
now.
Did Rosestar die? Did the demon wound her so badly that she lost her last life? Why is the
demon so evil?
Hey! Hissed the demon then. Its not my fault! Its yours! It was you with the suicidal
past! Rainfur rolled his eyes before continuing to walk forward with the rest of the
Clan, hoping that Blackpelt was not the new leader.
When they came to the fallen tree, Rainfur waited for everyone but Sweetpaw to
pass before he jumped on. He kept an ear out for the small apprentice, though,
aware that she had never been to a gathering before. She did fine, though, and
crossed without a problem.
Rainfur was suddenly pushed playfully to the ground by none other than Cloudpaw
from RiverClan. It was confusing, a bit, knowing two cats named Cloudpaw. He
laughed as the black-and-white apprentice acted like she was all that.
Get off! said Rainfur. Is that how you treat a full Warrior of ThunderClan?
Cloudpaw got off immediately, still giggling.
Youre a Warrior? she asked quickly. I am too! My new name is Cloudstreak!
It suits you, said Rainfur as he stood up. My new name is Rainfur. Whats
yours, Thunder...?
Heart, Thunderheart answered. My name is Thunderheart. Rainfur smiled, but
then noticed the WindClan cats come in. The ThunderClan cats glared at them,
though they seemed to take no notice. However, Thunderheart figured it out real
quick.
Who killed Rosestar? the new Warrior asked. It must have been a bunch of
people, I know she had all of her lives.
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She isnt dead, I dont think, Rainfur snapped. Only eight lives were taken,
though she did have many wounds. The cat that killed her wasnt really thinking
correctly.
Who did it? asked Thunderheart, narrowing his eyes.
I. . .er. . .dont know, Rainfur replied, lowering his head. Its complicating, and
I
I know you know, Thunderheart growled. Who did it?
Im not telling you! Rainfur growled. I cant. . .
You did it, didnt you? asked Thunderheart. Rainfur shook his head.
No, I didnt, not really. . . Rainfur murmured. This was getting really
uncomfortable, especially with Cloudstreak standing right there.
How could you? asked Thunderheart. Shes a leader, for StarClans sake! How
could you take eight lives of hers? Rainfur snapped his head up, his eyes narrowed
with anger.
She attacked me! Rainfur growled. WindClan was the one that invaded! The
rogues that has been attacking ThunderClan made a deal with them! I-I didnt
know what to do. . .I had no choice on what I did. . . We were outnumbered . . .
the demon just. . .just came out. It had never done that before, not even with the
rogues last time. Rainfur shook his head before looking up to Thunderheart, who
was looking very angry, though fearful as well.
Look, my life hasnt been the best since I saw you, Rainfur growled. With the
two kits I saved from the rogues, Jayflights death, and the death berry poison
Death berry poison? asked Thunderheart. How on earth did you live through
that? Rainfur narrowed his eyes harder, refusing to answer. However,
Cloudstreaks worried looking eyes got the best of him.
Lets just say the monster of my memories is the only reason Im here at the
moment, Rainfur growled as stood up, happy that no one was near the three
Warriors. I would have died moons ago had it not been for my extra strength.
He left Thunderheart and Cloudstreak staring back at him in shock, making him
frown. At least they know not to pester me about those things, Rainfur thought. Hopefully it
wont happen again.
Rainfur then noticed that the gathering was starting, and so he found Robinwing
and walked up beside her. She smiled at him at first, but then she noticed the sad
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look in his eye and then looked questioningly at him. He didnt explain anything.
He just wanted the gathering to be over with.
Blackpelt sat on the lowest branch while Ravenstar sat on the one above it.
Bravestar sat on the highest while Nightstar sat on the second highest. The three
leaders all looked at Blackpelt, hoping for her to go first so that she could explain
what happened to Rosestar.
WindClan is thriving as new-leaf gives us more prey, Blackpelt began, an
emotionless expression on her face. We have had no problems, and have gained
two new apprentices: Willowpaw and Bramblepaw. Two knew Warriors have also
been added: please welcome Echoscreech and Hawkstrike. The Clan cheered for
Echoscreech, though Hawkstrike was not there. It actually wasnt surprising to
Rainfur at all.
Hawkstrike could not make it due to some wounds he has gotten, Blackpelt
continued. He is okay now, just recovering. Blackpelt then sat down, signalling
her finish.
I am sure everything is fine, but mind my asking, where is Rosestar? asked
Bravestar. I am sure we are all curious to know. Blackpelt narrowed her eyes,
showing an emotion finally. She stared at Ravenstar for a few moments before
looking to Bravestar again.
Rosestar is still recovering from a battle a few sunrises ago, Blackpelt told the
Clans. With many wounds from battle, she is in shock. Yellowstreak, our
medicine cat, says that she is okay and will not lose any of her lives anytime soon.
Rainfur sighed with relief, happy that Rosestar was not dead.
Hawkstrike and Rosestar both? asked Bravestar curiously. Was it the rogues
who attacked? Blackpelt held her breath, deciding on what to tell them. Ravenstar
had already made sure ThunderClan was quiet, and Rainfur just hoped that they
would understand how vulnerable it would make WindClan seem if they knew they
were fighting with the rogues, not against them.
We invaded ThunderClan, she replied. We outnumbered them, and so we
thought we could defeat them easily enough. However, ThunderClan is stronger
than we thought. Their up and coming Warriors were trained nicely, and though
there were no deaths, Rosestar, Hawkstrike, Morningbreeze, Haretail, Skyhunter,
and Silvershine are all in complete shock, having met ThunderClans secret weapon
face on. They are okay though, and quickly recovering. Bravestar was quiet then,
aware of what she was talking about. He glanced over to Rainfur, but then looked
away quickly.
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What do you mean, secret weapon? asked Nightstar then, the only leader who
had no idea what they were talking about.
Im afraid that information is not going to be shared tonight, Ravenstar growled.
It would only end in another fight, something Id rather not experience again.
Bravestar nodded in agreement.
Agreed, said Bravestar. Now I would like to report a few ceremonys Ive
preformed. Cloudpaw and Thunderpaw have both gained their Warrior names.
They are now Cloudstreak, and Thunderheart. Whitepaw, Maplepaw, and Oakpaw
have now taken their place as apprentices and are doing well under training. We
have had no more encounters with any other foxes, and are doing well this new-
leaf. The Clan cheered out the names of Cloudstreak and Thunderheart before
Nightstar stood up to speak.
ShadowClan have done well this new-leaf and have made two new Warriors:
Spottedfur and Swiftfeather. The Clan cheered out their name before Nightstar
continued. Dawnstripe, our queen, has given birth to three wonderful kits that
have been named Mudkit, Tigerkit, and RosekitRosestar flinched as this was
saidOwlkit has now become Owlpaw, and now has Pineshade as a mentor.
Other than this, we are glad to say that we have not had any Green-cough.
Nightstar then sat down before Ravenstar stood up.
Like one Rosekit isnt enough already! Thought Rainfur.
ThunderClan has done well this moon, Ravenstar announced. Bluekit and
Lionkit have now become Bluepaw and Lionpaw, and are now much more
cautious since they ran into the rogues. Grassfur is expecting Talontooths kits, and
has happily moved to the nursery. The Clan cheered as Ravenstar paused.
No one was killed during the fight with WindClan, Ravenstar continued.
Rainpaw, the wonderful apprentice we gained, showed true bravery. He protected
his Clan from Rosestar when she attacked him, and though I had to finish the
fight, I remembered to give Rainpaw the credit that he deserved. After all, not
many apprentices would take on a leader with nine lives. Rainpaw has now gained
his Warrior name: Rainfur.
ThunderClan cheered, as did RiverClan and some of the ShadowClan cats.
WindClan did not cheer. They all gave hostile glares at him, though some of them
were a bit scared. Rainfur sat proudly, happy to share this moment alone.
Ravenstar then sat down, making Blackpelt glare at him.
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How brave you must be to lie about such things, Blackpelt muttered. Rosestar
would never attack an apprentice.
Ah, but she would if she thought he killed her kit and mate, wouldnt she?
Ravenstar countered, keeping a calm expression. You know exactly what
happened, Blackpelt, and so I suggest you dont question your leaders actions in
front of those whod we both rather not hear. Blackpelt hissed with fury then, her
eyes flashing with anger.
Oooh, said the demon curiously. I sense a little hostile glares coming from the outside. Mind
if I butt in?
Absolutely not, Rainfur growled. This is a Clan meeting, and I dont
want everyone knowing what I can do.
But that would be interesting! the demon argued. Everyone would be afraid of you, and then
you would be the top of the world!
Yeah, but then youd kill someone, and then Id be exiled, Rainfur hissed. Stay put, or
StarClan will try to kill you.
No they wont! the demon insisted. You would die if that happened, and right now, thats the
last thing they want! If you died, the whole prophecy would fail!
What do you mean? Rainfur asked curiously. I thought I had nothing to do with that!
Er. . . the demon muttered. Bye-bye!
Wait! Rainfur called, but it was already gone. He growled lowly with frustration,
hoping not to worry Robinwing that much.
Blackpelt, please remember that this is a Gathering, Bravestar reminded her.
Ravenstar, would you like reminding of what happened last time? Ravenstar
narrowed his eyes but he then jumped down the tree. He glared at Blackpelt one
last time before leading his Clan toward the fallen tree.
Ravenstar suddenly turned around to look at Rainfur, surprising him a bit. Some
message seemed to be trying to reach Rainfur, as if Ravenstar was trying to tell him
something, but it never got to him. Something was already reading it.
Okay, now Im really ticked off, said the demon, suddenly popping in. This dumb leader
needs to be taught a lesson.
Wait, what on Rainfur was suddenly cut off as a sharp blade looking thing shot
toward Ravenstar, surprising everyone around him. It bounced off of something
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though, flying elsewhere while another one did the same thing. Rainfur followed
the blades as they shot toward many other cats, bouncing off each of them and
then making a replica.
Then, when there were ten blades, they went to the middle, and that was when
Rainfur found that they were all engulfed in flames. Then they separated so they
made a star. The fire then connected the blades, making a full star that burned with
fury.
Hehe, the demon laughed. That was totally not what I meant to do, but boy is this awesome!
The loud evil laugh that came from the demon then boomed throughout the
forest, making everyone shiver with fear.
Rainfur! Robinwing screamed above the laughing. Whats happening?
I dont know! Rainfur yelled back honestly. I cant do anything!
I am not to be controlled! I am not to be defeated! I am not to be looked down upon! I am the
king! I am the leader! I am the demon! I am your fear! Now die by the blade that started my
creation! The demon screamed.
All of the blades then lined up and paused before one shot toward Ravenstar. It
was quicktoo quick. Ravenstar had no chance, and as the blade went through
him, a life was quickly lost. The brave leader fell to the ground, the blade still
burning as the others waited to attack.
Another blade soon shot toward Blackpelt and killed the deputy easy. The Clan
then began running in complete terror, trying their hardest to get over the log.
Rainfur was aware of the life he now had, and for some reason he knew what he
had to do to stop the killer of his soul.
StarClan, save them all!
The blades orange flames then grew a lightning blue before zooming toward him.
He stood still, hoping that this would stop them. The eight blades then stopped
and shattered into tiny blue dust specks. Then, just as he thought it was over, the
dust specks gathered into a lightning bolt and then shot up into the sky, forming a
thunderstorm right above them.
Everything was okay then, making Rainfur sigh with relief. Since the other Clans
had vanished, probably afraid that more blades were going to come, ThunderClan
was free to ask him about what had happened. Sharpfang, of course, was the first
to question him.
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What in StarClans name just happened? Sharpfang demanded. You just wasted
a life of Ravenstars!
I did not! Rainfur hissed, narrowing his eyes. I also honestly dont know what
happened. The demon was really getting jumpy when Blackpelt and Ravenstar was
arguing, though I managed to convince it not to take control. Then Ravenstar did
something, and whatever he did really made the demon angry. After that, I have no
idea what happened. I used Ravenstars life to shatter the blades
Blades? Is that what those sharp sticks were called? asked Sharpfang. Rainfur
sighed to calm himself down. Hed forgotten that these cats knew absolutely
nothing about the names of human things.
Yes, and theyre used mostly for killing in the Twoleg world, Rainfur hissed.
Anyways, I used the life to save everyone, but I dont have anymore. Blackpelt is
dead, and I cant restore Ravenstars life. I dont know what happened, but do
know that the demon is getting ready for something. He just keeps popping up
whenever it gets interesting. I dont know whats going to happen. . .
What did it mean when it said Now die by the blade that started my creation?
asked Sharpfang. Rainfur didnt respond. He couldnt, not with everything going
on. He knew exactly what the demon meant, but he just didnt want to remember.
Rainfur, answer me! Sharpfang hissed angrily. You know how it was created,
dont you? Why havent you told me?
Because I couldnt! Rainfur hissed. The demon was created the moment my
brother was harmed, but I just couldnt remember! Now that I have, I refuse to
remember. Those memories feed the demon, and the fear that I felt back then just
encourages it. The blade was the first thing they used on my brother, and that was
when the stupid demon was made. Thats the reason I havent told you or anyone
else. Sharpfang and everyone was quiet as he finished his speech, and thats when
Ravenstar finally woke up.
As the leader stood to his feet, he looked to Rainfur with fear. Rainfur just ignored
this. After all, Ravenstar had a right to be afraid of him.
What are you? asked Ravenstar with a raspy voice.
What I was in the past doesnt matter anymore, Rainfur muttered, his head
lowered. What am now is unknown. What I will be, however, is something Im
afraid to ask myself. The only thing I can do is pray that StarClan brought me here
for a reason, and not by accident. Rainfur then left, unable to stay there with the
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voices in his head. The memories going through him, and the stares that he was
getting.
He was done. Over with. No one would trust him now, just as he gained it from
every single cat. They were all now back to square one, and Rainfur knew in his
heart that it would not return to the way it was ever again. The only ones who
would like him now would be his friends, and even that was uncertain.
Rainfur then ran forward after jumping off the fallen tree, sprinting through
WindClan territory.
Why! he screamed as he ran. Why was I even brought here? Im different! I can
never be normal! I-I am never going to be the same as them! Im going to destroy
everything! He kept yelling, hoping and praying that someone would answer him.
Deep down there was only one answer for each question and one answer for each
fear.
The martyr. . .the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the martyr. . .the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the
unloved. . .the unprotected. . .the unwanted. . .the unloved. . .the unprotected. . .the unwanted. . .

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Chapter Fifteen

The next few weeks were dull for Rainfur. He was ignoring everyone and everyone
was ignoring him. It was simple, yet plain. When he went on patrols, he just did
what he was told. When he went hunting, it was by himself. When he ate his fresh-
kill, he ate alone. The only cat who was talking to him was Robinwing, and even
then it was distant.
Rainfur was just happy that he wasnt exiled. Ravenstar had told the Clan that he,
himself, had provoked the demon and that it was his fault. The Clan had disagreed,
but didnt argue. They were too afraid.
WindClan was now even angrier and fearful of ThunderClan now. They grieved
for Blackpelt, and were frightened of what had happened to her. However,
Rosestar was just asking for a war. They kept sending hostile glares, and when
Rainfur was on a patrol, they sometimes attacked.
ShadowClan didnt have a clue of what was going on. They just thought it was
because of Ravenstar and Blackpelt, and they kept mocking ThunderClan patrols
as they came by. It was actually quite normal for them, and they didnt know
anything about him.
The thunderstorm that Rainfurs monster had made did not go away. It was still
going, and it seemed angry. It kept getting wilder, and though it hadnt made any
fires yet, Rainfur was sure that it was going to happen soon.
He sighed with frustration as he finished his mouse, hoping that his life would get
better. It was just about perfect until those stupid gatherings.
Rainfur. . . Robinwing murmured, looking as if she were in pain. I dont feel so
good. . . Rainfur immediately stood up and walked over to his mate.
Did you eat too much? asked Rainfur. Robinwing nodded, making Rainfur
chuckle a bit. Then go see Snowdrift, Im sure hell give you a herb thatll clear
that right up. Robinwing nodded again before standing up painfully and making
her way over to the medicine den.
Wheres Robinwing going? asked Sweetpaw as she walked up to him. She
grabbed a plump mouse from the fresh-kill pile before sitting down beside him.
She looked happy today, and oddly curious as well.
Just to the medicine den, Rainfur replied, sitting down. She ate too much.
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Shes been doing that a lot lately, said Sweetpaw as lied down to start eating the
mouse. I saw her taking twice her share yesterday morning, and then again today.
She had stomach problems both times. I wonder if shes got a cold. . .
I doubt it, said Rainfur confidently. New-leaf is not the time to catch a cold.
Though, it is the time for kits. . . Rainfurs eyes widened then, realizing something
that he hadnt even thought of.
Robinwing was having stomach problems.
Robinwing was eating too much.
Is Robinwing going to have. . .kits? My kits?
Rainfurs heart was beating really fast as he realised how true that could be. It had
been almost a moon since theyd declared themselves mates.
What would he do? Rainfur knew nothing of being a dad, only a brother, and even
then it was. . .different. How could he take care of these kits? How would he take
care of Robinwing during her pregnancy? He wasnt ready for this at all.
Robinwing then erupted from the medicine den then, her face filled with joy.
Rainfur smiled as he realised what she was going to announce. He ran up to her
and licked her cheek, his tail twitching with happiness.
Im having kits! Robinwing announced. Everybody cheered, not even caring who
the father was. Rainfur and Robinwing smiled at each other, feeling connected with
joy.
Youll be a brilliant mother, Rainfur purred, licking her forehead.
And you a wonderful father, Robinwing agreed before snuggling up to Rainfur.
The two of them stayed together, both comfortable enough to fall asleep together.
Suddenly Sharpfang ran through the thorn barrier, shaking with fear and
exhaustion. His amber eyes flashed with worry, yet determination. After that,
Tinypaw and Snowdrift ran out from their medicine den. Then, at the same time,
they both yelled out their emergency.
Fire!
What? Asked Sharpfang. Did you see the fire coming from WindClan and
ShadowClan as well? Snowdrift shook his head, making Rainfurs eyes widen.
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No! Frostpaw yelled. We saw the fire coming from right behind our den! The
Clan then went in complete chaos. Ravenstar came out from his den, still unsure of
what to do while Sharpfang kept trying to calm the Clan down.
What can we do? asked many cats.
Were surrounded by fire! Well be burned alive! another said.
What about the gathering place? asked Rainfur. Its surrounded by water, and
even the fallen tree is too soaked for the fire to reach! Its perfect!
Itll be a miracle to get to, though! Sharpfang pointed out. The fire will just
barely let us through!
Well then well have to hurry! Rainfur yelled. Sharpfang growled with frustration
but he could not argue. It was the only plan theyd have.
Cats then began to pour out of camp, and even more as the fire burst through the
camps wall. Rainfur did his best to keep up with the others, but it was hard.
Everyone was screaming, just asking for help. He made sure to be last, and then he
followed his Clan out.
When Rainfur went through the thorn barrier, he was amazed. Fire was indeed
coming from both Clans, and it was scary. The lightning must have struck many,
many places.
Stick together! Ravenstar ordered. Make sure everyone is with us! Now go!
Robinwing! said Shadowflame suddenly. Shes still at camp! Rainfur gasped
with fear before turning around. There was no entrance, though. It was only fire.
We have to leave her! yelled Sharpfang. Shes gone. Im sorry Rainfur.
Robinwing is not dead! Rainfur yelled. Let me go and save her! Ill do it!
No! Sharpfang yelled. There is no way she survived in that fire. Plus, we cant
wait any longer. Rainfur hissed with fury.
I dont care what you think, I will save her! Rainfur screeched. Leave without
me, I dont care! I will save Robinwing! Before anything could change his mind,
Rainfur turned around and ran through the fire into camp. Everything was on fire,
and there was no way out. Rainfur hissed with fury before looking for his mate.
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The fire was unbearable. It was licking at his fur, just threatening to kill him.
Rainfur did his best to ignore it, but that was hard. He was looking for Robinwing,
but somewhere deep inside him knew that she was gone.
She wont die! Shes alive! I must find her! I must save her!
It was hard to stay determined as memories flashed by him, most of them of when
Alfie was killed. His mind felt like it was burning from the inside out, making it
almost impossible for him to find Robinwing. His eyes were blurred, but he kept
going. He was not going to fail again.
Finally, Rainfur found her trapped in a loop of flames. She was coughing, unable to
breathe correctly. Rainfur was crying by the time he got to her, just praying that
she would be okay.
He then grabbed her by her scruff before pulling her through the flames.
Robinwing tried her hardest to help, but her lungs were filled with smoke and
without any real oxygen to help her breathe, she was quickly dying.
Come on, said Rainfur as he drug her through camp, hoping that he wasnt
accidentally letting the flames burn her. Live Robinwing! Remember about the
kits! Remember me! You need to live! For your Clan! For your kits! Rainfur then
managed to somehow jump over the small line of flames while carrying
Robinwing. It was probably the demons doing, but he didnt care. He just needed
Robinwing to live.
Rainfur then drug Robinwing toward the lake, his heart beating quickly as he
realised he was nearly surrounded by fire. He was being as quick as he could,
hoping that the way to the gathering place wasnt blocked off.
R-Rainfur, Robinwing rasped then. L-leave m-me here. G-go. . .s-save yours-
self. . .
No! Rainfur yelled, determination burning in her eyes. I will not let you die! I
will not let you give up! Rainfurs vision was blurring more as he realised how
quickly everything was happening. The fire was joining around him, burning every
inch of land.
Rainfur then began running, hoping it wasnt killing Robinwing even faster. He just
needed to get to a safe piece of land so that he could do CPR or something to save
her.
The flames still flickered around him as the air warmed around him. He coughed
and gasped for air, his lungs suddenly working twice as hard as they usually did.
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He saw a flash of other cats running into the tunnels where the rogues lived.
Rainfur knew that those cats were probably the rouges, but for some reason, he
still felt sorry for them.
Finally, he got to the lake. However, there was nowhere to go. Fire was
everywherein every direction possible. However, in front of him, the lake
peacefully lapped at his paws. Rainfur closed his eyes, knowing that it was the most
idiotic idea hed made, but it was the only one he had.
Y-you m-mouse-brain, Robinwing rasped, her eyes closing. N-now w-were
both d-dead. . .
Robinwing, whatever you do, hang on to me! Rainfur yelled suddenly. He then
felt her grab onto him, making him smile. He then walked into the lake, aware of
the cold water in his fur. Robinwing swayed on his back, flinching as the icy water
touched her skin. She then held on tighter, making him relieved.
Rainfur began swim, happy that the rocky shore had finally gone away. It was hard
to swim with Robinwing on him, but he kept going. He had to. He wanted to. He
needed to. For Robinwing. For Shadowflame. For Amberstorm. For Flamepelt
and anyone else who happened to know Robinwing.
Rainfur looked around as he swam, noticing the fire that surrounded the lake.
Every single Clan territory was on fire, and to realize that it was him that had
caused it? That was just unbearable.
Time seemed to slow down as he pulled her toward the gathering place. The
silence was. . .frightening, yet calming. Everything seemed to be spa-like, and the
fire seemed to be happy. Robinwing just seemed to be sleeping, and the water
around him was calm.
Rainfur was suddenly getting very tired, his legs barely able to move any further.
He was two-thirds of the way there, but of course, he was not going to make it. He
could see the dark figures of the other Clan cats on the gathering place island, but
he was unaware of the RiverClan cats coming to help him.
When Rainfur finally realised it, he only swam faster. He wanted to do all that he
couldhe didnt want to be helped. However, the RiverClan cats were quick
enough to help Robinwing get off him. Robinwing did not want to let go. She
stayed on him, holding onto him as hard as she could.
Rainfur smirked at first and continued swimming, but as he realised that he wasnt
going to make it to the island, he slowed and let the RiverClan cats literally try to
pry Robinwing off him.
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Its okay, Robinwing, Rainfur soothed. Let them take you, its fine. Robinwing
then let go immediately before half of the RiverClan cats took off with her toward
the island. The other half then helped him toward the island.
When Rainfur was able to feel the sandy shore beneath his paws, he knew hed
over done it. Rainfur nearly collapsed as his legs refused to work for him, and his
lungs were still raspy from the smoke and water combination. However, he still
managed to make his way to Robinwing before totally collapsing.
Rainfur lay beside her, listening to her heart beat slower and slower as her breaths
were calmer and calmer. He didnt want to admit that she was dying. He didnt
want to admit that she was never going to have kits. He didnt want to admit that
she was never going to talk to him again. He didnt want to admit that hed failed
again.
No. . . Rainfur rasped. No! You cant die! Not now! Rainfur cried harder as
Snowdrift, Yellowstreak, Mysticpaw, Silverdew, Tinypaw and whoever the other
medicine cat was walked over, their eyes filled with sadness.
Im sorry, Rainfur, said Snowdrift. Shes gone.
No! Rainfur hissed, unable to believe it. She cant be! It wasnt supposed to end
this way! Dont die on me, Robinwing! Even though his legs ached, screaming at
him to stop, he didnt. He wanted to save her. He wanted her to be alive.
Rainfur, stop! Tinypaw warned, his eyes filled with worry. Youll die too if you
keep this up!
What does it matter? cried Rainfur, finally giving up. If shes dead, then Ive
failed again, and that gives me no reason to live. He then lay still on his side,
looking absently into the distance as tears ran down his cheeks.
No reason to live, eh? asked the demon, actually sounding a bit sad himself. Does that
mean I can take over now?
Why would I care? Rainfur muttered in his head. Just try and take care of my body, will
you? I just need to be alone right now. . .
Sure thing, boss, said the demon with a small laugh. Boy is this going to be fun. The
demon then pushed extra strength into Rainfurs body before standing like nothing
had ever happened. The demon then began laughing as he used Rainfurs body and
voice. Rainfur was again pushed to the back of his mind, but this time it didnt
matter. All he cared about at the moment was the fact that he failed for the third
time, and that it would probably be his last.
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Okay, then, said the demon. Who has ticked me off the most around here?
The medicine cats around him suddenly got off and backed away slowly, all of
them seeming to be aware of what was going on.
Rainfur? asked Tinypaw, his voice frail as he backed away. I-is that you?
Well what do ya think? asked the demon with a smirk on his face. The cry-baby
wouldnt really be asking who got him angry, now would he? Hed be too busy
ballin over that dead she-cat, and trust me, you would much rather watch me kill
then him cryin over somethin thats dead.
WindClan! Get back! Rosestar screeched to her Clan. You couldnt miss the fear
in her eyes as she protected her Clan, aware of what was happening. WindClan had
fear in their eyes as well as they backed away, making the demon laugh demonically
again.
RiverClan! Please stand back! Bravestar ordered, a calm yet determined
expression on his face. He isnt all what he seems right now!
But hes just a small inexperienced Warrior! a RiverClan cat called, though the
cat still seemed scared. He cant be that bad!
Hes bad enough to take eight of Rosestars lives! Bravestar hissed. Now get
back!
Aww, you guys arent makin it any fun! said the demon. Why cant you just all
fight me yourselves? I bet I could win~!
Bravestar! What is happening? Nightstar demanded. Why are you calling your
Clans back? Bravestar looked at his fellow leader and shook his head.
Youll see in a little bit, but I suggest you get your Clan back before they get their
selves killed! said Bravestar, making Nightstar confused. However, the noble
leader still called back his Clan.
ThunderClan had already taken many steps back, all of them knowing exactly what
was going to happen. They were all scared, but some, like Sharpfang, were looking
determined to fight for their Clan.
The leaders then stood in front of the Clan they led, just waiting for the demon to
attack. The demon just crept toward them in an evil way, scaring them even more.
It fed on the fear, and just kept on going. The demon then got into a fighting
position, ready to kill anyone close enough
Ready to see the real Rainfur of ThunderClan?
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The demon lunged forward, his claws unsheathed and ready to spill blood. His
dark blue eyes were wide with happiness and insanity. The scar on his shoulder
glowed like a real star, lighting up his razor sharp teeth.
The demon landed in front of Ravenstar, his eyes showing a demonic happiness as
the evil grin grew across his face. Ravenstar stood his ground, but the fear in his
eyes could not be mistaken.
Killing you once was fun, said the demon, attacking Ravenstar with his long
claws. Ravenstar easily evaded the attack, but that was because the demon was only
playing at the moment. Killing you again will hopefully teach you the lesson.
The demon suddenly heard movement behind him, making him sigh with
frustration. He leaped to the side as Rosestar lunged at him, making her run into
Nightstar, who was also getting ready to attack.
You leaders are all the same, the demon growled. Proud and noble for your
Clan, though scared and fearful of me. Why is that? Im only a small Warrior after
all.
Corner him! Bravestar yelled, alerting the demon that someone was coming. He
sighed before kicking his hind legs into Rosestar before leaping away. The demon
then lunged toward Ravenstar, his eyes narrowed.
How dare you tell him that? How dare you even try! the demon yelled as he
pinned the dark leader down. The demon then raked his claws down Ravenstars
stomach, making him scream. The demon hissed before leaping off of him, his
eyes ready and alert.
Give Rainfur back! Ravenstar yelled. He doesnt deserve this!
Hey, it was he who wanted me to take over this time, said the demon, a proud
grin on his face. Oh, and he didnt deserve half of what has happened to him, but
the cry-baby has the heart to continue. Ravenstar then lunged toward him, fury
burning in the leaders eyes.
The demon leaped to the side, not even realizing who he was jumping next to.
Nightstar had his eyes wide, but he was still determined to save his Clan. The
ShadowClan leader then slashed his claws across the demons chest, making a large
gash that bled heavily.
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As the demon leaped away, he laughed with excitement. His heart was beating
quickly, but it wasnt because of the fact that he could die any second, it was
because the fight was finally getting interesting.
So, you must be Nightstar. Said the demon. Hopefully you received your nine
lives.
The leaders all looked at the demon with surprise, unable to believe that they were
able scathe him. The demon, however, wasnt surprised at all. He stood there,
panting, watching the leaders expressions as the wound oozed out the sticky red
blood drops. Then, the wound fixed itself, making the leaders eyes widen with
shock and fear.
I thought you knew better than to be afraid, said the demon with a disappointed
look. After all, didnt Rainfur tell you that your fear feeds me? With so many
frightened cats here, I cant help but to take advantage of it. The demon then
took the advantage he had with the shocked leaders and lunged toward Ravenstar,
his claws ready to kill.
Ravenstar! the demon heard Bravestar yell.
The demon smirked as he slit the leaders throat easily, sending the dark furred cat
falling to the ground. Many ThunderClan cats were heard, all of them shocked as
they saw their leader die before their eyes. The demon looked to the rest of the
leaders, a dark look in his eye.
You want to make me mad? the demon asked. Lets just say thats how youll
end up. Rainfur has given up on life apparently, and is probably not going to want
to take over anytime soon. So say hello to your new and improved Rainfur, cause
thats all youll be gettin for a while.
Suddenly his scar hurt badly. It burned, it ached, and it stung. The demon yowled
in pain as it did, trying to claw at his scar to try and make it all stop. The three
leaders that were left looked at the scene in confusion. They had no idea what was
happening inside him.
Stop!
Dont give up, Rainfur!
Live!
Dont leave your Clan mates to die!
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Stop, you stupid StarClan idiots! the demon screeched, the pain increasing as it
went on. I can handle this myself! Go away! Several StarClan cats then showed
up around him, pinning the demon down without even thinking. They kept trying
to get Rainfurs attention.
The Clans watched in shock. Not only were they seeing StarClan defend them,
they were seeing StarClan fight. They were seeing StarClan do what they were
supposed to do.
The StarClan cats suddenly disappeared, though when they did, the demons scar
started to glow white, not yellow. The demon finally stopped yowling in pain,
though he still stood there, shocked.
That was the last thing I needed! the demon hissed in frustration. Rainfurs
coming back! Mouse-brain!
Rosestar then jumped onto his back, raking her hind claws down his back. The
demon yowled with fury and pain, unable to admit that he was loosing.
Nightstar then lunged to his right side, creating a gash with his claws. The
ShadowClan leader then bit into the demons shoulder, happy that it wasnt the
shoulder with the scar. The demon screamed again, feeling so much pain that he
could not feel the fear, and therefore he could re-heal the wounds.
Suddenly, Bravestar attacked him, slashing his claws across his scar. The demon
screeched as the pain left him weakened to such a state that he was shaking.
Do something to the scar! Bravestar yelled. Its weakening him! Rosestar and
Nightstar nodded, ready to finally kill the demon.
Rosestar, who was still standing on him, bite into his shoulder, making yowl again.
Nightstar scratched the scar multiple times, making the demon scream with fury,
anger, sadness, pain, and every other emotion that had created him.
The memories returned.
Alfie!
Oliver! Help me!
Alfie! Hold on!
Simple glimpses of Rainfurs depressing human life flashed through the demons
eyes as everything poured through his scar. The three leaders stared in shock as
they received the memories, unable to believe there eyes.
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There was a gun-shot, and everything ended. The Clan leaders let go, taking several
steps back as they tried to recover from the shock. The demon was going crazy,
and he wasnt about to start fighting any time soon.
Getting tired already, eh? asked the familiar voice of Rainfur. Want me to take over
now?
The Clan cats then gasped with surprise and hope. The demon growled with
frustration as he watched his worst enemy return. Rainfur was smirking as he
showed up, starry like the StarClan cats were. The demons figure then became
blurred, making most of the cats around them confused.
Im surprised, said Rainfur, still smirking. I was thinking that you were gonna kill more
cats than you did.
Yeah, well I was a bit focused on the idiot I did end up killing, the demon growled, his
dark blue eyes narrowed. Now I just have you. The demon lunged, his claws
unsheathed as it headed for Rainfurs neck. The young Warrior just leaped out of
the way, using his small body to his advantage.
I still cant believe you came back, the demon growled. You were ready to give up, and
now you suddenly pop in acting like youre all that? I just dont get it. Rainfur then lunged
toward the demon, his claws slashing a large gash in the demons chest. This one
did not go away, it stayed edged into the demons skin.
I only gave up because I thought I failed, Rainfur growled. Then you went and killed
Ravenstar, allowing me to give Robinwing life. Nowta-da!I have a reason to take
over. the demon yowled, anger filling in his eyes as Rainfur stood as still as
possible.
You hate it, dont you? asked Rainfur. You hate remembering the reason you were created,
just as I do. As much as I dont like to admit it, we are the same. I was once you, and you were
once me. However, that has changed. I have changed, and because of that, I know you can to. You
might not be as. . .calm as I am, but you can learn that killing is not the answer, at least not
most of the time. The demon yowled, half in pain and half in anger.
I will never change! the demon screeched. If it werent for you, I wouldnt be here. If it
werent for you, I would not live every moment of everyday living in the memories you left behind.
As far as Im concerned, youve abandoned me, and therefore I shall never listen to you.
Never! The demon then lunged toward him, though stopped short as Rainfur
concentrated. The demon then yowled in pain, his head ready to explode with the
memories being sent toward him.
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Im sorry, said Rainfur honestly. I just cant have you here at the moment. the demon
then fell to the ground unconscious, making Rainfur sigh with relief. The demon
then faded, and that was when Rainfur looked like a real cat again.
It was quiet after that, and nobody moved. Rainfur turned to look at the three Clan
leaders, his eyes expressionless aside from the large amount of exhaustion that had
returned to him. Nightstar was still alert, as was Rosestar, though Bravestar stood
quite calm as he realised what happened.
Mama! Let me go play! a sudden voice suddenly whined.
No! scolded the mothers voice. You must stay herethat tom doesnt want to
play. Rainfur suddenly become alert, aware that he wasnt exactly able to move
quite yet and that the demon was still alert in his mind.
No! Duskkit! Come back here! The mothers voice yelled. However, the small kit
was able to go over and around many of the cats that tried to stop it, finally finding
its way to Rainfur.
Rainfurs body instinctively tensed as the kit touched its nose up against his fur,
but nothing happened. A few moments later, however, and that was when Rainfur
almost had to take a step back with fear.
The kit was one of Thorntails, something hed just realised, and the kit was already
two moons old. Its life flashed before his eyeswhat the kit could remember at
least. It was just glimpses, but it was enough.
Come on, Duskkit, soothed the familiar voice of Reedfeather. Open your eyes so you can play
with your siblings. Open them! The young kits vision was blank, probably because it had not
opened its eyes yet.
Wolfheart, if you just encouraged him a little
This kit is worthless! growled the rough voice of Wolfheart, making Reedfeather stop. It will
never open its eyes, and even if it does, itll only be a soft mouth to feed. Itll never be a Warrior,
no one that size could be.
Come on, Duskkit! a small white she-cat urged on. Almost there!
Hurry, or youll never get to play with us! a black tom teased.
Duskkit! Get back here! Reedfeather ordered, her voice stern. Youre too small to play with
your brother and sister.
But I want to play! Duskkit whined. I never get to!
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Im sorry, but youre just too small, Reedfeather soothed. Now sleep, for you will need your
rest.
Wolfheart, you must at least show them that you are their father, Reedfeather growled. They
think look up to you, and if you are just going to push them away, then theyll learn the same.
I told you thousands of times, Reedfeather, hissed the large deputy. I do not want to be a part
of those kits lives! Snowkit and Nightkit maybe, but Duskkit is lucky hes even alive. I shall
not claim him as my sonhe is not worthy.
Mama, will I ever be a Warrior? asked the tiny golden kit. Daddy keeps saying Im
worthless. . .
You will, young one, said Reedfeather, though uncertainty covered her voice. Just you wait.
Hey, daddy! Look what I can do! called Snowkit as she and her brother Nightkit ran up to
Wolfheart. Duskkit watched cautiously, aware of what he thought of them.
Go away, you filthy half-Clan scum! hissed Wolfheart, making the two kits tuck their tails
with fear. The two kits then ran back to the nursery, frightened and scared.
Mother, what does half-Clan mean? asked Duskkit curiously to his mother. Reedfeather
looked at him, slightly surprised, though mostly angry.
It means. . . Reedfeather drifted off, unable to bring herself to say it. I-it means that your
father is from one Clan, and your mother is from another. Duskkit sat there for a few moments,
figuring things out for himself. Reedfeather tried not to cry, unable to realize that her kit was
going to figure out that he wasnt really her kit.
So daddy isnt our father? asked Duskkit, actually quite happy. That would make sense
hes never really liked us. Reedfeather shook her head, though, unable to lie.
No, Duskkit, said Reedfeather. Wolfheart is your father, but he isnt really a good one. Your
mother is Thorntail, a Warrior in ThunderClan. Duskkits eyes widened, unable to believe such
a thing.
But then why didnt she want me? asked Duskkit, tears forming behind his eyes. Why did
she give me to you?
She wanted you badly, Duskkit, Reedfeather explained. Enough to take you to her Clan and
raise you in her womb there. However, in a battle, she was wounded badly. She wasnt able to
keep you, so to keep it fair, she gave you to RiverClan.
How could she do such a thing? Duskkit demanded, standing to his paws. Was she even
crying when she dropped me off?
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I never saw her, Duskkit, Reedfeather explained. Her apprentice, Rainpaw, was the one who
brought you here. She was too weak to move, and she didnt want just anyone bringing you here.
She wanted someone she could trust.
She trusted an apprentice? asked Duskkit, quite confused actually.
With her life, Reedfeather replied. You see, you were born during a battle that the rogues were
having with ThunderClan. Your mother was brave and saved a kit called Sweetkit, but while
doing so she wounded herself. You were born after the battle, but in her wounded state, she could
not care for you. Rainpaw, who was already wounded from battle, carried you here. It took him a
few days because of a blizzard, but nonetheless he got you to the RiverClan border. Do you know
those nightmares you and your siblings have, the one of the fox? Duskkit lowered his head,
remembering once again of the smoky grey and white cat that was fighting the fox right in front of
him. The fox was scary, but the monster cat was scarier.
Y-yeah. . . Duskkit replied.
Well that cat was Rainpaw, Reedfeather replied. We dont know why, but he nearly gave his
life to insanity trying to save you, and nearly died by the fox. That nightmare was real, Duskkit,
and that cat is real too. He lives in ThunderClan with your mother, and would probably love to
see you someday.
I want to see him! said Duskkit happily. Hes probably going to be the only one I know
beside you and my siblings that dont call me worthless! Hell probably even like me! Im make
him proud of me, mama! Reedfeather smiled, though inside, she was worried. The small golden
kit had forgotten about how scary Rainpaw had looked in his nightmares, and how much he had
given in to insanity.
Really? asked Snowkit. Was that really what happened?
Really! said Duskkit, his mouth a bit dry after having just told them the story of when they
were born. Arent you excited to become apprentices now?
Oh yes! said Nightkit. I want to see this Rainpaw, and I definitely want to see Thorntail!
Our first gathering will be so great!
I know! Snowkit agreed. They may call us half-Clan cats, but sooner or later well prove that
were just as good as they are! Duskkit agreed, but deep down, that wasnt what he was
thinking.
Duskkit was thinking of all the cats who called him too small, or called him worthless. He was
thinking off how everyone looked at him as if he were from a different species. He was thinking of
the whispering everyone seemed to do around him, and the half-glances that they shot at him.
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Rainpaw, the one Reedfeather had told him about, was small for his age. At least, thats what
Reedfeather had told him. This meant that Rainpaw would know what he was going through,
right? Duskkit could only be hopeful until the day came that they met, and when that day came,
he would talk to Rainpaw.
Rainfur looked down at the kit as he realised how much it had been through. The
memories had stopped, and as the kit looked up to him, he smiled.
Youre Rainpaw, right? asked Duskkit, a joyful smile on his face.
Yeah, said Rainfur. Though Im a Warrior now. My new name is Rainfur.
Duskkit nodded, but did not get a chance to start speaking. Other cats were trying
to get to the small kit.
Duskkit! Reedfeather yelled, running up to him.
Reedfeather! Bravestar hissed, getting on her way. We must keep a distance
we dont know whats happening or what just happened. We cant do anything
until ThunderClan tells us its okay, alright? Reedfeather whimpered as she sat
down, hoping and praying that her kit wouldnt get hurt.
StarClan! Help him! Reedfeather cried, making Rainfur a little sad. He then
looked to Duskkit, smiling warmly as he did.
If I remember correctly, you want to know how I handled being what I am?
asked Rainfur, his voice soothing and calm. Duskkit nodded, an excited look in his
eyes.
I cannot tell you, for what I feel is something Ive never really gotten used to
showing cats, Rainfur explained. So stay still and let me show you. Ready? The
small golden kit nodded before Rainfur called back the memories that had been
long lost and forgotten.
Look at his scar! called a cat from the crowd.
Hes too small to be an apprentice! hissed Sharpfang. Hes just a pathetic loner that cant
even stand up for himself!
We were just doing a bit of training, thats all, Shadowpaw muttered, lowering her head.
Yeah, and in my mind, he failed, Sharpfang growled. He wouldnt last in a real fight.
Shadowpaw, make sure Snowdrift is ready, said Rainpaw, copying Sharpfangs position. I
doubt Ill get out of this unscathed.
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Ha! Is that the best you can do! Sharpfang laughed. The fight continued, though when
Sharpfang bit Rainpaws scar, something changed within him.
Ready for a real fight? asked Rainpaw, his eyes darkening as his scar glowed.
Kill him.
But I cant!
Do it.
Maybe, I mean I would be defending my Clan. . .
Kill.
Stop, Robinpaw! He must die! What are you doing? That hurts!
Hes a murderer! hissed a cat from below, giving a disgusted face to Rainpaw.
Hes a killer! hissed another cat.
Whats the full story? asked Ravenstar.
Hes lying! hissed a cat.
My kits arent safe! He must die! yelled a dark brown cat.
If you want to hate me, then go ahead! Rainpaw yelled. I give you the right, for I would hate
any of you if you did what I did. For that, I will make a deal. If you let me stay her and be a
normal apprentice with the exception of avoiding my scar, than I will give you the right to exile
meor do anything to me, reallyif I hurt any of you again.
Alfie! Daniel!
Thorntail. . . Rainpaw rasped, tried and wounded from saving her. G-get the c-Clan. H-
hurry!
I-Im having kits. . . Thorntail murmured.
Youll have them here, and you shall tell Wolfheart tomorrow, Ravenstar ordered.
Wolfheart, Im having youre kits. However, I must keep them. I cannot see you anymore. Im
sorry. . .
You what? asked Wolfheart. Cant I at least have one of them?
That would be disobeying Ravenstars orders, mouse-brain, growled Rainpaw. Live with it.
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Rainpaw, it was my fault, I was just trying to help

It doesnt matter. . . Rainpaw growled. You brought me into this world, made me have an
insane demon within me, and now Ill just have to live with it. Thanks a lot.
Rainpaw, please, said Thorntail as she cried. If I cant have these kits, Wolfheart must.
Please, take my kits to RiverClan.
I will, said Rainpaw, realizing how stupid he was being.
Why waste your life on these kits? asked the ShadowClan tom.
Because they mean a lot to a friend of mine, and a lot to me, Rainpaw growled.
Finally! Ive finally made it to RiverClan! Wait, what was that smell?
Crap! A fox! Rainpaw growled as he ran with the kits in his mouth into a cave.
The fox grabbed his shoulder and shook him after already making countless wounds upon him.
As he fell to the ground, however, his eyes darkened again and his scar glowed. He was going
insane.
The memories suddenly stopped as Duskkit refused to receive them, creating pain
in both his and Rainfurs mind. Rainfur then opened his eyes and listened to
Duskkits screams.
Stop! Stop! Duskkit yelled, obviously in pain. That hurts! Rainfur then
disconnected the memories, making him clench his jaw as the pain in his mind
doubled.
Duskkit then ran away, scared and frightened as he realised just how dangerous the
cat hed been dreaming about was. The small golden kit was shaking as he snuggled
up to his adopted mother.
What happened? asked Reedfeather, a worried look in her eye. Duskkit? What
happened?
My nightmare! Duskkit whimpered. Its real! The monster! The scary looking t-
thing. . .Mama, Im scared. Rainfur watched the kit, his eyes wide. He had no idea
what happenedhed forgotten that the kit had had nightmares of him.
Shh, little one, Reedfeather soothed. Everything is okay. Nothing is going to
hurt you. Rainfur stared wide-eyed at the kit, unable to accept it.
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But Rainfurheshes the kit was crying, it was loud enough for everyone
to hear. Hes killed before! I-Im scared. . . Rainfurs heart did a flip as he realised
just how right the kit was.
I-Im a monster. . . Rainfur murmured. Ive killed. . .Ive hurt things. . . Blurry
pictures flashed up in his eyes. The rouges that he killed, Sharpfang, who he almost
killed, the fox, the kits and everyone else hed put in danger.
Hed felt this way before, but as he saw the frightened look in Duskkits eyes, he
finally realised how scary he was. Rainfur finally knew how he looked to others.
Rainfur finally accept that he wasnt normal, and he wasnt good.
Rainfur? asked the familiar voice of Robinwing. Rainfur, youre scar isnt
glowing. . .are you alright?
Get away from me! Rainfur hissed, not even bothering to look at her. W-what
have I done? W-whats happened to me? He just felt like screaming. He was
killing himself, the restraint of the memories the only thing keeping him sane.
Rainfur, youve done nothing wrong, Robinwing growled.
It was StarClans fault! Rainfur yelled suddenly. But was it? Could it have been
me the whole time? There were times I wanted to kill when I wasbut I was
sane.
Rainfur, what are you talking about? asked Robinwing, sounding really worried.
You arent looking right, are you sure youre okay?
Five starry figures suddenly appeared in front of him, though he did not look up.
His eyes were glued to the ground, wide with shock.
Rainfur, stop thinking of such things! Cheetahfur yelled, a bunch of worry in her
eyes. You arent evil! You arent a monster! Stop!
StarClan? asked Robinwing, her eyes wide. Rainfur could already tell who was
around him. Thunderstar, Shadowstar, Riverstar, Windstar and of course
Cheetahfur. What are you doing here?
Go away! Rainfur hissed to the StarClan cats, closing his eyes. Anybody could
tell his brain was overloading with information, but not everyone knew exactly
what information he was receiving.
Rainfur, youre acting like a kit! Cheetahfur hissed, acting impatient. Pull yourself
together! Remember about your kits! Remember about your friends! Thunderstar and the
others watched carefully, knowing that if anyone could talk to him, she could.
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But arent I bad for them? asked Rainfur. Cheetahfur sighed, trying hard not to
get angry with him.
Weve got no choice, said Cheetahfur as she turned toward the first four Clan
leaders. We have to get that memory out of him. If we do that, it will return to him as soon as
he wakes. However, right now, its just going to make him loose his sanity.
H-hes losing his. . .sanity? asked Robinwing, shocked of what was happening.
If that is truly what must be done, we shall do it, Thunderstar agreed bravely. However,
it cannot be one of us. The fear of that kit would destroy StarClan, and then we wouldnt be
doing any good. It must be someone from the Clans.
Who can we trust with the knowledge? asked Shadowstar, pointing out a really good
question. This knowledge could change a cat.
Sharpfang, Thunderstar replied. Hes the next leader of Rainfurs Clanit would be
good for him to know. After all, Ravenstar knew. Cheetahfur seemed unsure, but she
didnt say anything. Everyone else nodded.
Thunderstar then walked over to Sharpfang, making most of the cats around him
take a few steps back. Sharpfang, however, stood his ground and waited for his
orders.
Sharpfang, deputy of ThunderClan, we ask of you to save Rainfur, Thunderstar
began. What is happening to him is not information were going to give to you, however, to save
this Warrior, you are going to see something no one else knows. Are you up for it? Sharpfang
stood there for a few seconds, but then the brave leader nodded.
I will, Sharpfang replied. Thunderstar nodded before turning around, knowing
Sharpfang would follow him. Then, as the two ThunderClan leaders faced Rainfur,
Thunderstar explained the situation.
We dont know whats happening, for we cannot see within Rainfur like normal
cats, Thunderstar explained. However, we do know why its happening. The kit that he
was sending memories through did something to make him realize what he could do, sending his
mind into complete and utter chaos. If you could take that memory from Rainfur, he should forget
instantly of that moment and fall unconscious. Sharpfang nodded in understanding,
determined to get this right.
Now just look him in the eye and choose the memory you wish to take, Thunderstar
explained, standing up and walking over to Rainfur. It must be the right one, or the
demon within him will mix itself with the soul of Rainfur, forcing everything together. That would
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mean the demon would run freely, and we do not want that. Sharpfang nodded again
before standing up and locking his eyes with Rainfurs, which had just looked up.
Rainfur felt. . .strange. One moment, his mind was focused on the fact that hed
killed. The next, it remembered how great it was to kill so many cats. Then in
another moment, he was remembering how crazy his demon was. When he felt
someone within his mind, however, he knew that something was going wrong.
Something was going through his head, searching for a certain memory.
Rainfur mentally tried to stop it, but was blocked by several StarClan cats. He
didnt know what was going on, only that it was for the greater good. His instincts,
however, said otherwise.
Several moments later, and he felt empty. He wanted to feel sadness, but he didnt
know why. He wanted to feel excitement, but he had no clue what made him that
way. He wanted to feel regret and sorrow, but he kept asking himself, what for? It
wasnt long before his vision blurred, catching the end of what Thunderstar was
saying to Sharpfang.
In the morning, you must return this memory to him, Thunderstar explained. When that
happens, you need not tell anyone of what happened. Remember, if you keep this memory, it might
end up destroying him, and if that happens, the Saviour is doomed.
Darkness took Rainfur then, and that wasnt by surprise. As he closed his eyes,
though, he caught an expression on Sharpfangs face that he couldnt quite
understand. Was it a smirk? But why? What had made him so happy?

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Rainfur woke the next morning, his eyes opening to the gathering place. He was
still exhausted from swimming the day before, but he seemed much more
refreshed. Groaning, he decided to get up, hoping that the other Clans wouldnt
flee at the sight of him.
As Rainfur sat up, he listened to the chattering going on. It must have been late
dawn, because everyone seemed up. When he looked around, he found Robinwing,
Amberstorm, Flamepelt, Sweetpaw, Shadowflame, and even Frostpaw in front of
him.
Rainfur listened to their conversation as he adjusted his eyes to the bright light.
None of them noticed his awakening, and with that, he was going to use it to his
advantage.
I cant believe everyone still thinks hes going kill everybody, said Sweetpaw, a
certain distaste in her voice. I mean, we explained to them that hes perfectly fine,
and that when he wakes, hell be as good as anyone else around here. Why dont
they believe us? Amberstorm shrugged, a small look of worry in her eyes.
I dont know, Amberstorm replied. However, I think it has something to do
with the fact that Rainfur wasnt exactly there last night. As Robinwing said, he was
literally going insane. Flamepelt looked at Amberstorm and nodded, but
something else seemed to be bugging the young tom.
I also think it has something to do with the fact that Rainfur just let it happen,
Flamepelt continued. I mean, usually Rainfur has had no choice, but as soon as he
saw Robinwing dead, he just. . .gave up. Shadowflame murmured in agreement.
Then when he went insane? asked Shadowflame. Do you think that has
anything to do with it? Even then, he looked scary. He looked as if he didnt have a
soul. As if everything had just drifted away, and all he cared about was. . .well. .
.what was it? Shadowflame looked to Robinwing, waiting for an answer. Rainfur
sighed as he realised what they were talking about, and he felt even worse when he
saw the look on Robinwings face.
Robinwing was quiet as she looked at the ground, deep in thought as her eyes
absently stared. Her fur was groomed cleanly, and there were no burns like Rainfur
had been expecting. However, mentally, he could tell she was not doing very well.
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He. . . Robinwing drifted a bit, still thinking. He was going on about something,
as if he were confused. I know he said he was a monster once, and that was after
looking at Duskkits frightened state. It was as if hed realised what he was right
then, and he just couldnt accept it. His mind was on an overload, and even though
it was him with the mental pain, it was scary to watch. He felt so. . .distant from
me. It was like he didnt even know I was there. . .
How strange. . . murmured Tinypaw, who was sitting next to Flamepelt. I
wonder if hell be stable when he wakes. Then again, either way, hell be furious.
To think that the Clan leaders want him gone. . . Rainfur suppressed the urge to
gasp. The Clan leaders wanted him gone? But why? He didnt do anything wrong!
I think this all has something to do with his brothers, said Flamepelt suddenly.
He kept saying that it was all his fault when he was an apprentice, and that he
kept failing, and remember what he said to the demon? I gave up because I
thought I failed again, but after you killed Ravenstar, I used the life to save
Robinwing, and that gave me another reason to live.
Robinwing is his mate, Shadowflame reminded the ginger tom. Anyone would
have given up at the sight of their mates dead body. Flamepelt shrugged.
And while that may be true, remember the word again in that sentence,
Flamepelt pointed out. So, that means hes already failed, meaning hes let
someone die. Also, if it has something to do with his brothers, then he was there
both times they died, Flamepelt continued. I know he was there when his first
brother died.
He had two brothers? asked Robinwing curiously. Hes only told me about the
one.
Thats because the other wasnt the one that caused the demon, and therefore
wasnt important enough to mention, as I only talk about my past if it was handy
information, Rainfur growled, getting everyones attention. The second brother
didnt die. I failed him by leaving him while I was forced to come here. As an older
brother and having been through the same experience, I call that a failure.
Robinwings eyes were wide as she looked at his angry state, and the others were a
little embarrassed.
H-how long have you been listening? asked Frostpaw, his head low.
Enough to know what I need to, Rainfur growled, his eyes narrowed. I cant
believe
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Rainfur, hissed Sharpfang from behind him. He quickly jumped to his feet and
turned around, a little sore as he did so. I see you have awoken. Rainfur growled
a little as he relaxed, his eyes still narrowed.
What do you want, Sharpfang? Rainfur hissed. I just want to be at peace right
now, I dont care what wise information youve got for me. Sharpfang narrowed
his eyes as he shifted his noble stance. An amber flash of anger went through
Sharpfangs eyes, making Rainfur a bit curious.
My name is Sharpstar now, if you please! Sharpstar snapped, his eyes narrowing
tighter. And that is not how you should treat the Saviour of your life. Rainfur
stared at the brown tabby before relaxing completely, feeling that since the tom
was a leader, and he should be respected.
Whatever, Rainfur muttered, looking at his paws.
Im calling a Clan meeting soon, and since you are the main point, you should be
there, Sharpstar hissed. The other Clan leaders will also be there, and they will
also have a say in what I have to tell the Clans. Rainfur forced himself not to
show any emotion, though sadness was overwhelming him. He knew exactly what
the Clan meeting was going to be about, and though he wanted to talk back to
Sharpstar, he couldnt.
The noble ThunderClan leader then left, his head held high as he did so. The other
Clan leaders followed him toward the great oak tree, preparing for a Clan meeting
or, in this case, a gathering.
How did he get his nine lives? asked Rainfur as he stood up. I thought he had
to travel to the Moonpool.
Since StarClan was already there after you fell unconscious, they decided to give
them to him then, Frostpaw explained quietly. I-I think thats why Sharpstars so
proud: every single cat in this forest got to watch him receive his nine lives.
Rainfur shook his head, getting even angrier. Sharpstar may have been his mentor,
but he was still ticking Rainfur off. A lot.
Rainfur then walked forward, his heart aching with fear and sadness. Robinwing
walked beside him, also sad, yet mostly worried. Rainfur ignored everyone as he
got to the head of the crowd and sat down, looking up to Sharpstar and the others
as they sat proudly on the branches of the oak tree.
ThunderClan grieves the loss of Ravenstar, who has led this Clan through many
seasons. However, through all of this, we must focus on his killer, Sharpfang
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paused, then, letting the outbreak of yells stop him. Rainfur looked to the Clan
cats, watching as the fear and anger flashed through their eyes.
Murderer!
Killer!
Monster!
I didnt do anything! Rainfur yelled, narrowing his eyes. You all saw me
yesterday, and Im fine now! Ive killed before, yes, but that wasnt me!
Ah, but you let him take over, didnt you? asked Sharpstar, forcing Rainfur look
back to him. And dont forget about the deal you made with ThunderClan, and
what you must do to stay true to that deal. Rainfur narrowed his eyes, anger
flashing through his eyes.
It was still Ravenstars fault, wasnt it? asked Rainfur. He was the one that made
himself targeted by the monster, it was his fault! Sharpstar shook his head, making
Rainfurs heart started to beat faster.
What is this deal you are talking about? asked Bravestar then, looking quite
curious. Remember, only your Clan knows. Sharpstar nodded in understanding
before replying.
The first time ThunderClan saw Rainfur try to kill was when I was training with
him, Sharpstar explained. I bit his scar by accident, and then regretted that.
Rainfur had me pinned easily, and remember, he was just barely an apprentice at
the time. I would have been a dead cat had it not been for Robinwing, who was
brave enough to stop him.
After that day, ThunderClan wanted him dead, for he was a danger to them. Even
after he explained himself, we didnt want him to live. After that, without even
Ravenstar having a clue what was going on, Rainfur made a deal with us. The deal
was that as long as we let him stay, he would give us the right to exile him if he
ever did that again to another Clan cat. And, seeing as hes killed Ravenstar, we
have the right.
Its not fair! Rainfur hissed, anger surging through him.
It was your deal, Sharpstar reminded him before looking to the other Clan
leaders. Do you agree to exile him, even from your own territories?
I do, said Rosestar instantly after Sharpstar finished. He is a danger to my Clan,
and I shall not have any threats lurking around in the darkness, no matter how
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tame they may seem at first. I have seen the monster within him face on, and I do
not want anyone of my Clan ever experiencing it. Sharpstar nodded before
looking to Nightstar.
I agree to exile him as well, said the brave ShadowClan leader. I have only seen
this once, but even so, if he is able to kill a Clan leader so quickly, then he shall not
be allowed in my territory. I shall not have my Clan ripped to pieces due to this
threat. Rainfur couldnt believe his ears. It was happening all too quickly. He
couldnt admit that it was his fault. Why did this have to happen?
I dont think youre being reasonable, said Bravestar as Sharpstar looked to him.
As long as hes sane, hes okay, isnt he? Why cant you just accept him, just as
Ravenstar did when he came to your Clan?
Because he is a threat to my Clan, and there are no replacements for Ravenstar,
said Sharpfang, narrowing his eyes. If you cant decide, then why dont you ask
youre Clan-mates? Bravestars eyes narrowed for only a moment, and then he
looked to his Clan.
Exile!
Outcast!
Send him away!
Bravestar then glanced a sorry look to Rainfur before looking to Sharpfang and
saying, Exile.
Rainfurs eyes widened with fear as he realised what was happening. Sharpfang
looked back at him, a frown on this face. As Rainfur turned around, he saw the
many angry looks that he was getting. His heart raced as he noticed that all of them
seemed to be getting closer.
Rainfur panicked, unable to think correctly as he saw Robinwings shocked stare.
He felt a warm tear fall down as he looked to Sweetpaw and his other friends, and
he felt his heart lurch.
Rainfur then ran, his mind on another overload. However, he could handle this
one, though in some ways, he felt like just giving up again. As he ran, he could hear
Sharpstars voice as clear the chirping of a bird.
Rainfur is no longer a Warrior, and shall no longer go by that name, Sharpstar
called to the Clans. He shall go back to being called Matthew, for that is loner
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name. Rainfur ran faster, unable to hear anything else behind him. He leaped onto
the fallen tree and sprinted off, his lungs barely letting him go any faster.
Rainfur knew not where he was going, or even what direction. He just knew that
he was never going back to the Clans. He couldnt, not if he wanted to get killed.
Thousands of things went through his head as he realised what was happening to
him. Rainfur finally understood that he was never going to see Robinwing ever
again. Rainfur understood that he wasnt going to name his kits, and he knew that
those kits would be looked down upon and hated by everyone aside from
Robinwing. Rainfur understood that he would never see Flamepelt, or
Shadowflame, or Sweetpaw, or even Cloudpaw ever again. Rainfur knew that he
was never going to see Thorntail, and he knew he was not going to get to see
Duskkit and his siblings grow up. Rainfur understood that he was never going to
become a true Warrior, and he knew that he was never going to make up for the
failures and crimes hed committed in the past. Rainfur knew it, and it was killing
him. Everything was ending now. Everything.
Rainfur finally collapsed near a large pine tree, crying and gasping for air. He
whimpered and sobbed more than hed ever had in his life. This was the end. He
was stuck in his cat body without a clue how to live. This was it.
Rainfur, dont give up! yelled the distant voice of Cheetahfur.
Whats the point! Rainfur yelled to himself, his eyes closed. Why cant I give
up? I dont know where to go! You told me to find a place to belong when I first
came here, Cheetahfur, and now look at me! Im done for! Rainfur continued
crying, unable to stop. He didnt know what to do. He was lost.
Finally, after such a long time, Rainfur fell asleep. His body was still exhausted
from the day before, and since he cried so much, he was even more tired. When he
slept, he still didnt find peace. It was only a never-ending dark shadowed place,
and even then time didnt go quickly. There was just one thing that kept going
through his mind through all of that: what do I do now?
*
Run!
The Saviour is on its way!
The monster is near!
Run!
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Huh? Rainfur thought as he opened his eyes to complete darkness. What was
that? The voices hed been hearing were ghost-like. Not like StarClan, like real
ghosts. They were high-pitched and all female, but also very quiet. He had a hard
time understanding them, even though he really didnt even know what they were
about.
Having trouble, are you, cry-baby? asked the familiar voice of the demon. Rainfur
immediately opened his eyes wider and turned around, watching the cat opposite
of him smirk in front of him.
What are you doing here? asked Rainfur, his eyes narrowed. I thought I
defeated you enough to stay away! The demon only laughed, the grin of a monster
on his face.
You do not understand what you must truly do to gain my allegiance, and therefore I will not
listen to you, whatever you do, said the demon, his voice echoing throughout the
darkness.
Why would I want to gain your allegiance? asked Rainfur, his eyes showing
curiosity. Youre my enemy, the memories of my past, and something I would
rather not deal with.
Why, you ask? asked the demon, his head tilted with fake innocence. Wouldnt you
like to share my strength, without having the scar scratched? Wouldnt you like to have your scar
scratched, without having to worry about who Id kill? Wouldnt you like to be in control, and yet
let me be me? Rainfur thought about this carefully, actually noticing how nice those
things sounded. But then he shook his head rapidly.
No! Rainfur yowled, his eyes narrowed. Youre lying! You just want me to give
in to your strength! The demon frowned, the happiness gone.
Why would I lie to my own mind? asked the demon. Why would I lie to myself? Dont
you remember? We are the same cat, person, or whatever we are. We are of one mind.
Thats not true! Rainfur hissed, his fur bristling. You are not me! You are just a
past that was me, and has now been forgotten! The demon hissed, baring his long
fangs. He was obviously offended.
I could be remembered! the demon hissed. I could be brought up without the pain! I could
live every moment without having to remember what we went through!
Liar! Rainfur hissed, lashing his tail. The demon opened his mouth, but then
shut it. The dark-blue eyed tom then calmed himself down with a long sigh,
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straightening himself out so that he didnt look as if he were going to kill Rainfur.
Then, the demon looked at him, a smirk on his face.
I shall not push you, but remember this, the demon said. I will keep coming, and each time
I shall give you a hint at what to do. I know you, Rainfur, and eventually, if you have seen the
right things, you will help me, and yourself.
Rainfur suddenly opened his eyes again, only this time, to WindClans moor.
Rainfur sighed as he realised that that had all only been in his mind, and
remembered exactly what had happened the day before.
Suddenly Rainfur heard movement, making him jump to his paws and hiss in
warning to the thing that was somewhere in the tall grass. He looked through the
marsh, hoping that hed find the intruder.
Hiya, Rainfur!
Rainfur took a few steps back as Sweetpaw jumped in front of him. It took a while
for him to understand that the she-cat was in front of him, but then he shook his
head and forced himself to realize it.
Sweetpaw? Rainfur asked, his eyes narrowed with confusion. Why arent you
with your Clan? Sweetpaw shrugged, still happy.
The Clans were being moue-brains, exiling you like that, Sweetpaw replied. I
didnt want to be with cats as scared as they wereI wanted to be with you. So, I
woke before dawn and sneaked away. Luckily for me, the Clans were tired trying to
hunt this morning, so no one woke. Rainfur then shook his head, unable to really
understand that.
Go home, Sweetpaw, Rainfur muttered. Being a loner isnt exactly something
for a young kit like you to be doing. Sweetpaw narrowed her eyes, her tail lashing
with irritation.
Im not a kit anymore, mouse-brain, Sweetpaw hissed. I am eight moons old
almost ready to become a Warrior.
If you come with me, you wont be able to, Rainfur reminded the small she-cat.
Youll just be called Sweet, and youll never see your family again. Sweetpaw
rolled her eyes.
I mean a real Warrior, said Sweetpaw. Not those scared kittypets back at the
gathering place. Plus, I dont care if my name is Sweet, or if Ill never seem my
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family ever again. It was their fault for not sticking up for you. Rainfur rolled his
eyes before walking away, his tail drooping.
You dont belong with someone like me, Sweetpaw, Rainfur muttered, looking at
the ground as he walked. Theres so much to me that you dont understand.
Sweetpaw then bounded up to his side, walking with him.
You are my mentor now, Rainfur, Sweetpaw insisted. Besides, I know all I need
to know about you, dont I? Rainfur opened his mouth to answer, but then shook
his head.
Rainfur knew nothing of what he used to be, not now that his demon talked to
him. Rainfur was lost as who he was, now that he was exiled, and he knew nothing
of what he was going to be, due to the shadow in his mind. There was nothing he
could do but try to find a home, which was going to be hard. He didnt know what
it was like, being a cat outside the Clans. The only thing he could do was live like
he knew, and hope that no one would see through him.
So, where are we going? asked Sweetpaw, prancing beside him as she sniffed the
ground and looked around wildly. Rainfur looked at her before rolled his eyes.
Im going to check on the fire, Rainfur replied. I want to do something for the
Clans before I leave. Sweetpaw then looked up from what she was doing, tilting
her head with confusion.
Where are we going when we leave? asked Sweetpaw.
Sweetpaw, you arent coming with me, Rainfur growled. You arent old
enough. Sweetpaw frowned before noticing a butterfly. She then jumped after it,
her short attention span coming out into the open. Rainfur then continued
walking, noticing the burnt ground underneath him.
It was all ash, and even though the sky shed some colour in the territory, Rainfur
found a bland colour on the ground. He just hoped this wouldnt scar the forest
forever.
Rainfur continued walking, ignoring Sweetpaw and yet trying to figure out what he
was going to do. He knew that Twolegs were near, he could smell them. He also
knew that fire trucks must have erased the fire, for no storm could have made the
fire disappear this fast. So, what he was going to do, was try and figure out which
part was on fire, and which part was not.
Rainfur then heard voices of humans, making him look up to the large red fire-
truck that the firemen were using to make the fire die down. Rainfur watched, a
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frown on his face. The humans were getting the fire demolished quickly, as they
were working on the ThunderClan border at the moment.
As Rainfur looked across the lake, he noticed that RiverClan was also fire-free,
same as most of ShadowClan. This meant that hed have to leave the Clan
territories quicker than hed have liked, making him nearly cry.
Wow! Sweetpaw suddenly yelled in astonishment. Those monsters are huge!
Why do they have water coming out of their tails? Rainfur chuckled a bit,
remembering that she didnt know as much as he did.
This is called a fire truck, Rainfur explained. The water is to quench the fire,
making it die down and eventually disappear. The Twolegs are really helpful for
that. They are making the monster work, and therefore help us in return.
Sweetpaw watched in wonder.
Thats so cool! she whispered. I didnt know Twolegs helped us so much! Is
that why all of the territories are okay now? Rainfur nodded.
There are more of these trucks, much more, Rainfur replied. Twolegs make a
lot so that these fires dont reach their homes. Sweetpaw just sat there and stared,
making Rainfur smile. It felt like she was his daughter, but as he remembered that,
his heart flipped.
How is Robinwing doing?
He couldnt help but wonder. He wanted to know what was happening back at the
gathering, and how his friends where doing. Rainfur wanted to know what
everyone thought of him, and how his kits were doing. He wanted to know so
much, but in reality, he knew he could never see them ever again.
Hey look! a man suddenly called, forcing Rainfur out of his thoughts. Those
cats are just standing there! I wonder if they live around here? Another man then
came into view, staring at Sweetpaw and Rainfur. Sweetpaw was confused, even
more so as the two men continued to talk.
Rainfur, theyre going to try and catch us! Sweetpaw stated, backing away. We
need to run!
No, Rainfur growled. They wont come near us, not so far at least. Sweetpaw
tilted her head in curiosity.
How do you know? The over-excited she-cat asked. Can you understand
them? Rainfur nodded, a smile on his face.
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I was a loner, remember? he asked, making her nod.

I wonder if their hungry. . . the second man murmured. Rainfur then continued
to listen. After all, he was hungry, but he couldnt hunt. There was no preytheyd
all been scared away by the fire, and since everything was ash, Rainfur doubted that
it would all come back. If the humans gave him food, then he would not need to
look.
Well, do you have anything they would like? asked the first man, looking as if he
were joking. The second man then nodded, a bright look in his eye. Then, the man
disappeared. When he returned, he held some food that was wrapped in aluminium
foil.
The man then unwrapped it, walked several steps in their directions, and then set
the food down. The man then walked away, a smile on his face. Rainfur was
confused as to why a fire man would do that, but then remembered that there were
probably reporters here, so he dropped the question.
Rainfur then walked over to the food, sniffing with delight as he realised that it was
bacon. Sweetpaw walked with him, though she was a little more cautious, though
still curious.
What is that? she asked as Rainfur started eating the delicious meat.
Its called bacon, Rainfur replied. Oh, this is so good. I miss food like this. .
.come on, Sweetpaw. Its not poisoned or anything. Sweetpaw then walked over,
and slowly took a bite. However, when her tongue tasted the bacon, she started
eating quicker. Rainfur laughed a bit, but continued eating.
When they were done, Rainfur looked over to the Twoleg who had gave it to him,
but the man was already gone, making Rainfur shrug. He then stood up and
nodded toward the gathering place.
Were going back? asked Sweetpaw, confused. Rainfur nodded, knowing exactly
how she felt. They betrayed him, and now he was going back.
We are going to tell them that their territories are free of fire, Rainfur explained.
I know it sounds weird to be going back to the place that exiled me, but I
promise, they wont do anything to hurt you and I. Sweetpaw nodded before
following him, though she still seemed confused.

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Chapter Eighteen

Rainfur and Sweetpaw were quiet as they walked toward the fallen tree, hoping not
to alert the cats in the island. It was sunhigh, and as burnt ground flaked beneath
their paw, Rainfur hoped that his welcoming would not be death. He hoped they
would just see him as, well, a loner, which was what he was.
Sweetpaw seemed worried as well. Shed told him of how shed said goodbye to
her family, and now she was going to have to see them one last time. It was hard
for a cat her age, Rainfur knew.
They both stopped at the edge of the fallen tree, hoping the other would go first.
Rainfur then nodded to Sweetpaw before jumping onto the log and swiftly walking
across, aware of the unwelcome glares and hostile hisses he was going to get.
When Rainfur jumped off of the log and onto the island floor, he heard gasps of
all sorts. Hope, fear, and curiosity of the voices he heard, but mostly it was anger.
Hes back! one cat gasped.
Is he going to hurt us? asked one cat aloud.
Mama! Help me! Rainfur looked at the cat whod said that, and he wasnt
surprised to see Duskkit backing away toward Reedfeather, who glared at Rainfur.
Sweetpaw! called another cat, making Rainfur aware of the she-cat behind him.
Youve come back! Rainfur looked to Softstreak, Sweetpaws mother.
Have not! Sweetpaw hissed, her eyes narrowed. Im only coming back because
of Rainfur. I will not return to a bunch of scaredy-cats! Rainfur chuckled a bit, but
then noticed the four leaders standing before him, all looking quite confused, and
angry.
We have exiled you, Rainfur, did you not understand? asked Sharpstar icily.
You shouldnt have come back.
I did not come back, Rainfur growled, his tail twitching as he narrowed his eyes.
Consider it a visit, the last you shall see of me. Sharpstar then glanced to
Sweetpaw, who was behind Rainfur, hiding.
I see youve forced Sweetpaw to follow you, Sharpstar hissed, his eyes also
narrowed.
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I have not, Rainfur growled. She is the other reason Ive come. Right now, if
she wants to, she may stay. If not, then that is her decision.
None of this matters, Rosestar hissed, ears pinned back toward her head. You
were exiled! You should be killed for returning! Rainfur looked to the young
leader, his eyes cold and emotionless. He was hiding it, hoping not to show the
billions of feelings he was trying to keep inside.
I should be killed for telling you some good news? asked Rainfur. I hardly think
thats a reward for watching out for the Clans, even though youve exiled me
unfairly. Rosestar hissed angrily, her eyes narrowed.
What news? asked Bravestar, his eyes filled with sorrow and curiosity.
ThunderClans territory is the only one that is still in flames, Rainfur explained.
According to the Twolegs, that land shall be fire-free by tonight, and then
tomorrow is when the Twolegs will be gone. WindClan territory is safe from them,
as is RiverClans. Those two Clans are free to go home, but ShadowClan might
want to watch out.
Prey is also another issue, Rainfur continued. On my way there, I saw nothing.
Im afraid you wont see prey for quite some time, though some underground prey
might show up. That is all. Rainfur then dipped his head respectively, hoping to
show them all that he wasnt deceiving them.
How do we know we can trust you? asked Sharpstar angrily. Rainfur flicked his
tail toward his scar.
Ask StarClan, he growled. They should know. They should know everything
about me, actually, since theyre the reason Ive been sent here, given this scar, and
exiled. I would say it was all their fault, but I have to remember, we all make our
mistakes. Rainfur then stood up before walking to Robinwing, hoping not to get
killed in the process. Most cats stayed quiet as he walked up to his mate, though
some whispered.
Robinwing was shocked. She looked at him as if he were God, and she was the
villager. It was strange, but Rainfur would live with it to say goodbye.
Sorry I have to leave so soon, Robinwing, Rainfur whispered into her ear. I
promise Ill see you when ouryour kits arrive, no matter where Im banned from.
Please remember that Rain always comes after a fire, and ash is the only thing left.
Rainfur then gave his mate one last smile before walking away, unable to stay any
longer. Sweetpaw followed him after saying goodbye to her brother again.
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Rainfur was just about to get back onto the fallen tree when Nightstar caught up to
him. The young Warrior looked confused as the elder leader talked to him.
If you ever choose to come back, you are welcome in my territory, Nightstar
explained. Ive spoken to my Clan, and they agree. Just keep this in mind thus you
need to come back. Rainfur nodded, uncertainty in his eyes.
Too bad, the demon suddenly said. Were not comin back, and this is why.
Stop, you idiot! Rainfur yelled. His eyes narrowed with anger as he felt the demon
move, making his scar glow a brilliant blue. Nightstar took many steps back as
something shot into the sky. The star of fire returned, though this time it was blue.
The demon laughed aloud for all to hear, making everyone scream in terror.
Good-bye, you idiots! the demon screeched, a certain insane touch to it.
Shut up and stay put! Rainfur yelled, making everyone really confused. He was too,
for he hadnt really expect his thoughts to be said aloud.
But I want to terrorize them! the demon whined. Besides, were never going to see them
again! Why cant I?
Just because I hate them doesnt mean you can scare them or hurt them, which is what I know
you were planning to do. Rainfur hissed.
Correction! the demon sang. I cant hurt them because StarClans here, so technically I
never wanted to hurt them.
Were leaving, so stop it! Rainfur growled. Youll get to see a lot of memories soon, so just
stay excited about that, will you? The demon sighed.
Fine, fine, it hissed, clearly disappointed. I guess youre right. . . The star then
disappeared, and everything went back to normal.
Rainfur then leapt onto the fallen tree and walked across, Sweetpaw following him.
This was the last time for a moon that he would see the Clans, and really, he was
only seeing Robinwing a moon from now.
As Rainfur jumped down from the log, he waited for Sweetpaw to catch up to him.
Sweetpaw, this is your last chance, Rainfur murmured. Would you like to return
to the Clans, or come to me? Sweetpaw shook her head.
I want to come with you, Rainfur, said Sweetpaw, reassuring herself with a nod.
Youre the bravest cat I know.
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Youre braver, said Rainfur with a smile.

*
Rainfur looked back to the Clan territories as he pass the WindClan border,
stepping on land hed never seen before. He sighed, hoping silently that he would
get to come back, instead of dying out in the real world as hed thought was going
to happen.
Come on, slow poke! Sweetpaw called back to him. We need to hurry if were
going to make it to wherever youre planning by sundown. Rainfur looked to the
small apprentice.
Im coming, said Rainfur, walking up to Sweetpaw as she looked at him with
excitement in her eyes. Why are you so impatient?
Its not every day I get to go on an adventure! said Sweetpaw, almost jumping up
and down in happiness. Where are we going, anyway?
My first home, said Rainfur honestly. Theres something I have to check.
Sweetpaw then walked beside him, prancing as she looked around. They were
entering the horse place, and that meant that there would be horses and cows, two
things that Sweetpaw had never seen.
As they passed a few pastures filled with bay and chestnut horses, Sweetpaw hid
behind him, curious, yet cautious of the large animals so close to her. Rainfur
rolled his eyes.
Sweetpaw, these animals are called horses, Rainfur explained.
Arent these the animals Twolegs ride so they can pretend to have four legs?
asked Sweetpaw, still hiding.
Yes, but originally, when they didnt have monsters to ride in, they rode the
horses, Rainfur explained. They wont hurt you, so you shouldnt be afraid. To
be honest, theyre more scared of you. They were afraid of your ancestors, after
all.
Really? asked Sweetpaw, standing up straighter. Rainfur nodded, a smile on his
face.
Yes, Rainfur replied. They were hunted by many things, and because of this, the
horse runs from any danger. Thats the only thing it can do, since it doesnt have
claws or fangs to defend itself.
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Wow! said Sweetpaw in amazement, her eyes wide with wonder. Thats so cool!
I wonder if theyll run if I try to chase them. . .
Maybe, but dont, Rainfur growled. Those horses can kick, and if they manage
to hit your head, youll die. Sweetpaw nodded, though she didnt really seem to be
paying attention.
Rainfur just rolled his eyes and started walking away, forcing the young she-cat to
follow him. He felt like a father as he explained the things that they passed. It was
soothing to know he wasnt alone, and when he talked to her he forgot all about
being exiled. It was so nice, and when he looked at Sweetpaw, he felt alive. Like
there was more to living then just being there.
Rainfur, said Sweetpaw then. I never remembered the Clans saying that this was
all close to Twoleg nestS. They said that this just led to land. Did you live on plains
like this? Rainfur shook his head.
I lived with the Twolegs mostly, though not really in their nests or anything,
Rainfur explained. Its hard to understand, but youll know when we get there.
The nests are new, by the way. They were made soon after I was born, and thats
when my family moved. It was a very good place to stay, with the streets so clean.
Sweetpaw tilted her head, clearly confused.
What do you mean, was? she asked. Rainfur looked to the ground, letting the
memories pass through his mind. Alfies cry for help and the laughs of the enemy.
Rainfur closed his eyes and shook his head before looking ahead to the horizon.
It became a place to torture, really, said Rainfur. My family moved away, but
my brother and I always used to stray over to that side of town. . .it had become a
place where mean Twolegs and animals gathered, all of them having a thirst for
blood. Thats not where were going, though. Were going to a place just past the
killers. I promise that Ill keep you safe as we go through there. Rainfur gave a
brave smile to Sweetpaw who nodded and walked on.
Rainfur smiled as he finally found a den, which hed been looking for. It was really
just a thick hedge sheltering a large patch of grass, but it was at least something.
Come on, said Rainfur, flicking his tail toward the hedge. Go and stay over
there. Ill hunt. It shouldnt be that hard around here. . .oh, and remember, if you
see any trouble, just run and yell. Ill come and get you. With a reassuring smile,
Rainfur then turned around and tried his best to look for a mouse or two.

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Run!
The thorns are deep!
Run!
The stars have made a mistake!
Run!
The Saviour is late!
Run!
You honestly think that you could get away from me that quickly? asked the demon,
making Rainfur open his eyes. He was sleeping, he knew, but the demon was there,
making him alert for anything funny.
I dont want to talk to you! Rainfur hissed, narrowing his eyes at the memories
that had left him. The demon just continued to smirk, his dark blue eyes showing
excitement.
Its the only way youre going to live, Rainfur, the demon growled. Its the only way your
pathetic past will truly be forgotten. You must remember Cheetahfurs warning, and remember
what the four leaders told you before you became a cat.
This isnt true! Rainfur yelled, his fur bristling. I dont want to rely on you!
You wont be, the demon reminded Rainfur. You will only need me when your strength
is lost. Rainfur shook his head.
My strength will never fail me! said Rainfur, narrowing his eyes. I will never
have to use you ever again now that I am not going back to the Clans. The demon
smirked, his tail twitching.
You have no idea what you are about to witness, said the demon. Oh, and dont forget, you
are still a part of the Prophecy, even if you arent the prophecy cat. That is not the last you shall
see of the Clans. They will need you, and you shall come with my strength leading you. Its only a
short time away, and boy do I wait for the day that Cheetahfurs warning come true.
Before Rainfur could reply to that statement, he woke, and no matter what he
tried, he could not go back to sleep.
*
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By sunhigh the next day, they had gotten to the city. They hadnt eaten since that
morning, but Sweetpaw didnt seem to care. She was too excited to finally see all
the sights of the city to be hungry. Rainfur smiled, happy to watch her excited
state.
Rainfur was too busy swimming in the memories of him and Alfie, playing in the
grass. Theyd run down here after sneaking away from their parents. Alfie would
eventually do something to get them into trouble, of course, and then the police
would make them go back to their parents. This made Rainfur smile, remembering
that. It was soothing.
Of course, when they got to the buildings, Rainfur found there so much graffiti
that he couldnt find the original wall colour. The streets were littered with trash
and nothing was clean. This was just the bad side of town, the part that Alfie and
Rainfur both had to get past to get to the forest.
Be careful, Rainfur called to Sweetpaw, who wasnt even getting an inch away
from him. This place is where I got into trouble, the reason one of my brothers is
dead. Rainfur gulped as a knot formed in his throat, remembering the mistake
that cost Alfie his life.
After getting the memory out of his head once again, Rainfur continued to walk
with an alert look. He didnt want Sweetpaw getting hurt because of him. That
would be torture to him.
Finally, the ally they were in ended. Another Ally showed up, but as Rainfur and
Sweetpaw looked into it, they found it was just a dead end. Rainfur, however, knew
it was much more than a dead end.
Rainfur remembered running down this ally in the dark as they sun started to go
down. Alfie had just realised the time and then forced Rainfur to follow him.
When they got to this point, however, they met the Fire Stars. It was a gang of
many men, though they were mostly young adults.
When the gang had seen Alfie and Rainfur, theyd acted as if theyd found gold. It
didnt take long for the gang to start threatening the seven year-old boys, but
unfortunately for them, the cops were looking for Alfie and Rainfur. The gang
then just told them never to return, or theyd regret it. And then after that, Rainfur
and Alfie avoided this area, taking the long route around.
Rainfur? asked Sweetpaw. Are you okay? You seem tired. Rainfur blinked
away the memory before looking to Sweetpaw and smiling.
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No, Im fine, Rainfur replied. Just lost in a memory. Sweetpaw then smiled
before turning her attention to something else.
Hey, whats this? Sweetpaw asked, bouncing up to a small chain. Rainfur
followed the chain until he saw a dog on one end and a kennel on the other.
Sweetpaw! Stop! Rainfur yelled running up to her. However, it was too late. The
dog had already woken up, finding Sweetpaw as an easy bit of prey.
The dog lunged toward, baring its teeth. Sweetpaw screeched, her eyes filled with
fear as the dog snapped at her. Rainfur thought quickly before leaping in front of
Sweetpaw and slashing his claws down the dogs muzzle. The dog let out a loud
yelp, probably alerting every human in the city.
Sweetpaw, run! Rainfur yelled as the dog growled at them. Sweetpaw was
hesitant, shocked yet worried about Rainfur. Ill catch up, just run! Sweetpaw
nodded, finally understanding, and then ran off.
Rainfur hissed at the dog after Sweetpaw left, his claws unsheathed and his fur
bristling. The dog did the same, though he showed his teeth much more clearly.
No one tries to kill one of my friends and gets away with it! Rainfur hissed, his
eyes narrowed. As he looked at the dog, he found out that it was a pit bull. This
meant that it was the Fire Stars dog, and that meant that it was probably waiting
for them right now.
The dog then lunged, catching Rainfur by surprise. His reflexes made him jump
back, but the pit bulls teeth still ended up sinking in his skin a bit. Rainfur yowled,
listening to the yells that some humans gave as he got louder.
Rainfur then pulled back, forcing the dog to let go of him. The large pit bulls
chain was tight as it reached the maximum length, making Rainfur sigh with relief.
The dog suddenly lunged forward again, moving the kennel it was attached to.
Rainfur instinctively jumped backward, though by that point he was backed up
against the wall. There was nowhere for him to go, meaning that he could consider
himself dead.
That was Rex! yelled a man from a distance.
Hes found something! yelled another man. Lets go!
Crap! Rainfur hissed to himself. Not only is a dog after me, the humans are as well! This is
exactly what I was trying to avoid! Rainfur sighed, but got ready to lunge as he got into
a fighting position.
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Then, just as he was about lunge at the dog, the demon interrupted, Ooh, a fight.
Care if I join? Rainfur hissed to the demon before lunging, finding extra strength
that he didnt know he had.
Rainfur ended up running into the dog, and then as he slashed open a large wound
into its flank, he found speed. Rainfur ran away as the dog yelled, finding even
more speed than before. He managed to dodge the humans through their legs, and
then start running while following Sweetpaws scent.
When Rainfur found Sweetpaw, he saw her poking her head through a hole of a
wooden fence, calling him over. Rainfur smiled as he squeezed through, pushing
her out of sight. He made sure he could not be seen either before sighing with
relief.
Oh, thank StarClan, Rainfur breathed. I thought I was done for. Sweetpaw
nodded as he noticed her breathing heavily as well.
I thought so too, Sweetpaw responded. That fox made such a loud racketI
wouldnt be surprised if Frostpaw heard it. Rainfur smiled before listening to the
dog and humans run by, yelling franticly. A few moments passed before Rainfur
replied.
That thing was a dog, not a fox, Rainfur told her. Theyre of the same family,
just like were in the same family of a Tiger and Lion. The humans prefer dogs,
though, for personal reasons. That dog, however, was trained like we are. Instead
of being trained to become a loyal Warrior, though, it was trained to become a
killing machine. The Fire Stars did it, Id bet.
Those Twolegs are mean, Sweetpaw growled. Are all of them like that?
Rainfur shook his head, smiling.
Only the evil ones are, Rainfur reassured her. The Twolegs are mostly nice, like
the ones I knew. They loved me, but I didnt really want to live the life of a
kittypet. Sweetpaw nodded, listening to ever word. Now, where are we?
When Rainfur looked around, he recognized the place immediately. It was a
junkyard, the only one in the city too. This was the place many cats lived, and also
where a lot of stray things gathered.
Were almost to the nicer part of town, Rainfur told her. We need to find a way
out of here and then get to city, which isnt far. I think well sleep right now,
though. Fighting that dog was a lot of work. Sweetpaw nodded in understanding
before prancing over to a monster.
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Why are these monsters so old-looking? asked Sweetpaw. Are they asleep?
Rainfur shook his head, happy to show her what they were.
These monsters are old, but no, theyre not sleeping, said Rainfur. Theyre. .
.dead. Sweetpaw then widened her eyes and jumped away, wrinkling her nose in
disgust.
You mean were sleeping in a monster grave? asked Sweetpaw. Youre mouse-
brained! Rainfur shook his head, feeling very smart at the moment.
They dont smell bad, said Rainfur, walking up to a large white truck. Plus, its
not like their bloody or anything. It isnt that bad, trust me. Sweetpaw was edging
closer, but she still seemed unsure. Rainfur then rolled his eyes before jumping
onto a large bucket and then into the car.
Rainfur! Sweetpaw shrieked as he disappeared into the truck. Rainfur laughed as
he landed on the comfy cushion of the passengers seat.
Im okay, Sweetpaw, Rainfur insisted, making sure she could see him through
the window. Come on, its not going to eat you. Just jump up like I did.
Sweetpaw then lowered her head with fear before slowly making her way over to
the bucket. She leaped onto it, making sure to keep her balance as the bucket
wiggled. Sweetpaw looked up to him, uncertainty in her eyes.
Are sure this is okay? Sweetpaw asked. Im afraid. . .
Youre fine, Sweetpaw, Rainfur insisted. Just jump. Rainfur then backed away
and waited for her, hoping that she would jump.
Finally, Sweetpaw came flying up to him, landing on her paws. She stayed there for
a few moments, frozen with shock, before looking up to him.
Dont you ever. . .make me do that. . .again, Sweetpaw breathed, panting heavily.
Rainfur rolled his eyes before jumping into the drivers seat.
You sleep there while I sleep here, Rainfur told her. Well start at dawn
tomorrow. Sweetpaw nodded before looking around with a curious eye.
Whats that strange round thing for? asked Sweetpaw, looking at the steering
wheel.
Its for controlling the monster, Rainfur told her. Its very important to have.
Without it, monsters cannot be used. Sweetpaw tilted her head.
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So if they were born without it, they cant be used? asked Sweetpaw. Dont the
monsters like it that way? Rainfur chuckled before shaking his head and curling
up on the seat.
Go to sleep, Sweetpaw, Rainfur told her. Youll need your rest. Rainfur then
closed his eyes with a smile on his face, knowing that he was close to his home.
There was a feeling of excitement within him as he thought of what hed do when
he saw Daniel. He was so anxious to see his brother, and even his father, if it was
possible. He wanted to visit all of the sights that he and Alfie used to play at. He
wanted to relive his old life, remembering the good and bad things that happened.
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Chapter Nineteen


Run!
Hope is gone. We shall not be saved.
Run!
We are trapped!
Run!
Only two nights does it take for things to go wrong. . .
Rainfur listened to the voices, trying to make sense of them. They kept coming,
every time hed fall asleep. Who needed to run, and why? Why was all hope gone?
Why couldnt whoever needed his help not be saved? Why were they trapped?
Why was it only two nights? Did something happen to the Clans? He knew he
couldnt go back, but with what was going on here. . .
Confusing, isnt it? asked the familiar voice of the demon, making Rainfur hiss with
annoyance.
Didnt I tell you to leave me alone? asked Rainfur. I want nothing to do with
you! You are the reason I cannot be with my mate or my friends!
Me? What have I done? asked the demon innocently. I have merely grown within your
body, gaining strength and speed. The reason I am how I am, however, is your fault. It was you
who chose to get you and your brother in trouble. Rainfur shook his head, trying to keep
himself calm.
Nothing could have been changed! Rainfur hissed.
Could it? asked the demon. I think it could. I think you could have avoided that area,
going the long way around, and then saved your brother the death and yourself the heart-break. If
it wasnt for that mistake, you would still have your brother. If it wasnt for that mistake, you
would still be human. If it wasnt for that mistake, you wouldnt have or need me, and therefore
be pure.
That isnt true! Rainfur yelled. It cant be! I spent six months getting myself to
think otherwise. Stop messing that up!
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But it must, the demon insisted. It brings you closer to the truth, and it pushes you to give
me my name and in return gain my strength.
I shall never name you! Rainfur hissed. You are supposed to be forgotten! How
can I name something that was supposed to be in the past? Everything faded
before the demon could respond, making Rainfur sigh with frustration.
*
By the next day just after dawn, Sweetpaw and Rainfur had gotten really close to
the city. They didnt encounter any humans, and truthfully, they hadnt had any
trouble whatsoever. It was no different from the day before, making it simple for
Rainfur.
Sweetpaw had, of course, continued asking her random questions about random
objects, and Rainfur continued to answer them. It was as if he were her mentor,
taking her out to explore the territory for the first time. It made Rainfur wonder if
life was any different from the Clans.
Rainfur then realised where they were, making him tense. They were close to the
place where the demon was created. They were close to the place where Alfies life
ended. Rainfurs mind became clouded, and his heart defeated.
Sweetpaw noticed his discomfort, making her look up to him with a worried look.
Rainfur, are you okay? asked Sweetpaw. You look. . .ill. Rainfur looked to the
worried she-cat before shaking his head.
I-Im fine, I promise, Rainfur insisted. Just lost in the memories. As they
continued walking, Rainfur was torn. He didnt want the memories to be
remembered, but at the same time, he was curious. He wanted to avoid the place
where Alfie died, but at the same time, something was pulling him there.
Suddenly Rainfur stopped, making Sweetpaw alert. He was shocked at the fact they
were already in the better part of town, knowing full well that it should have taken
them a bit longer. Then he realised it.
Rainfur, what wrong? asked Sweetpaw, still curious.
Theyve re-built everything, Rainfur whispered, his voice barely audible. When I
was younger, this didnt use to be like this. I thought it was the same, but it seems I
was wrong. The humans must be trying to get rid of the mean men. This would
mean Rainfur didnt finish the sentence. He was too busy looking around,
trying to figure out where they were.
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Rainfur? asked Sweetpaw, still worried.

Follow me, Rainfur ordered, taking a sharp left. He was running toward the
memories, trying to figure out what had happened. The houses he passed were
new and very nice. It was strangetoo strange. This wasnt supposed to be like
this!
Rainfur stopped as he realised that he was there. He breathed heavily having run so
fast, and as he walked forward, he hoped Sweetpaw wasnt too far behind.
Rainfur was now in a park. It was small, but big enough to fit a few swings and a
few slides. There was also a sand pit, as well as a small patch of flowers. The rest
was bright green grass, tall enough to call healthy, though short enough to call
cared for.
Then, right in the middle, a sign was posted with writing big enough for all to see.
It was all stone, aside from the plate part in which the words were crafted. There
were steps for small children to see it, and a blank spot for adults.
Rainfur walked up the steps, reading it carefully.
This park is dedicated to a small boy by the name of Alfie, who died right in this spot. At only
eight years of age, the boy died for his brother, making even the bravest astounded. For this deed,
weve created this park, as a reminder to others that you need not be older to be brave.
Alfie Stephens
Born: 1999, September, 4th
Death: 2006, June, 26th
Rainfurs eyes widened with shock as he read this, unable to believe that they had
done all of this for Alfie, his twin brother. They had rebuilt this part of the city,
creating a park, all for Alfie. Rainfur thought that no one had noticed the death of
Alfie, but it seemed he was wrong.
Why didnt I notice when I was human? Rainfur thought. II probably didnt notice because
I was too focused with Daniel. I was so stupid!
Rainfur? asked Sweetpaw, looking at the monument. I-is something wrong?
What do all of these markings mean? Rainfur blinked his way back into reality,
stepping down from the monument. He looked at the ground, still getting over the
shock.
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It was nothing, said Rainfur. Its just something about a human that died, giving
them a reason to rebuild this place. Rainfur felt as if he could collapse, right there,
without any warning. It was just heart-breaking to remember, let alone know that
he wasnt the only one who cared about Alfies death.
Rainfur then stared at the ground, remembering in full detailed what happened. He
could see every building and street within the memory. He could hear every
footstep and every yell that Alfie threw at him. He could feel everything he
touched, as well as things that touched him. It was realistic, as if in a dream.
Rainfur watched as he followed Alfie down the street, running and laughing as they
continued to try and play before sundown. They had no idea where they were
going, mostly because they were paying no attention to their surroundings.
Then suddenly, something grabbed them both. Their laughter was cut off as they
were pulled into a brick building. Both of them were afraid, though Rainfur a little
more. He had no idea what was happening, only that it wasnt anything good.
They were pulled into a shadowy room, and though they knew there were windows
somewhere, curtains covered them. As Rainfur and Alfie looked around, they
realised that there was many people in the room, grinning widely as they saw the
two boys. Alfie shook with fear beside Rainfur, who was trying his best to look
calm.
Looks like youve forgotten our warning, boys, a man hissed, smiling evilly.
You will pay for that. No one walks these streets without fear in their eyes! No
one!
The other men yelled with agreement before they were pulled into another room.
This one was much larger, and a bit lighter. Rainfur wished it wasnt, though,
because what he saw made him gasp with shock.
There was so many tools in the room, all of them used for some kind of torture.
Blades, guns, and much more. It was horrifying to know that they were in such a
place, and what it was all going to amount to.
They grabbed Alfie first, inflicting enough pain to make the boy scream. Rainfur
had already closed his eyes, trying hard not to cry as he heard his brother cry out in
agony.
When it was Rainfurs turn, they made sure to take him by surprise. As soon as he
felt pain in his arm, he opened his eyes immediately, and then began struggling.
None of that worked, of course. It just made things worse.
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Hours had passed by the time everything seemed to stop, all the while Rainfur had
mostly been in a daze. His heart was still racing, and he still tried his hardest to
escape, but that was all on instinct. He had already mentally given up.
Rainfur could feel the sticky blood that covered him, and as he looked over to
Alfie, he cried harder. His brother was staring wide-eyed at the ground, laying
nearly motionless aside from his breathing. He was also covered in blood, but also,
burns.
Rainfur wished he could move as Alfie whispered for him, too tired to scream
anymore. A gun then came in sight, making Rainfurs heart skip a beat. He
struggled harder, trying to get to his brother, but whatever was holding him would
not let go.
When Rainfur was just about ready to give up, he heard voices. They were yells,
more likely, and they sounded as if they were looking for Alfie and Rainfur. He was
hopeful, and even more so as he noticed the fear in the mans eyes.
Theyre on to us! a man called from the other room. Theyre getting closer!
Make sure the brats are quiet! hissed the leader. They havent found us, and
they wont. We must stay quiet! Rainfur then looked to Alfie, his eyes hopeful. All
they needed to do was make noise, and then they would be saved.
Just as Rainfur was about to let out a yell, however, something covered his mouth.
He was unable to say anything, and though he wished something miraculous would
happen, he knew that he was done for.
Suddenly, Alfie moved. He moved enough to make a few things fall to the ground,
making lots of noise. Rainfur knew it wasnt enough to alert the people outside the
building, and so did Alfie, but Rainfur knew that Alfie had a plan.
Shut him up! hissed the leader angrily. The gun that had been raised suddenly
clicked, and right before the gun shot off, Rainfur heard one thing:
Good-bye, Matthew,
Rainfur watched with wide-eyes as his brothers eyes closed, completely lifeless. He
was unable to scream, but he wanted to. With all his heart, he wanted to yell for his
brother. He didnt want to admit that Alfie was dead. He was unable to.
I thought I told you to keep him quiet! the leader yelled.
Well, I thought that was the only way to
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You just made noise! You idiot! They know where we are now! the leader hissed,
interrupting the first man.
What do we do now? another man asked, worried yet quite calm.
Might as well let the world know it was us, the leader muttered. Go get the
brander, and this time, dont screw up! As the man left, the leader turned to the
others. The rest of you, run out the back door. I doubt the stupid police have got
us surrounded. The leader then left with his men, leaving two of them behind
without notice.
Rainfur had absolutely no idea what was going on, mostly because he couldnt see
anything but the wall in front of him. He was worried, though, as a voice inside
him told him something bad was going to happen.
The next thing Rainfur knew, his left shoulder was burning with pain. Something
hot was being pushed into his skin, burning it as well as scarring it forever. Rainfur
tried his hardest not to sound weak, but it was no use. He screamed, hoping it
would hide the pain.
At that point, the police had already barged through the door, finding Rainfur and
the other two men easily. Rainfurs mind was too far gone to really understand
what was happening, but he did catch a few words.
Are they both still alive? one policeman asked.
No, only one, another answered. Even so, we need to get him to a hospital.
Those stupid Fire Stars really got full of themselves today.
After that, Rainfur slipped in and out of conscious, unable to understand anything
that was going on. He heard sirens, more policemen, and even more reporters. It
was crazy, and through all that had happened, Rainfur was glad he mentally made
the wall in his mind.
Rainfur? asked Sweetpaw then, bringing him back to reality. Rainfur, youve
been standing there like that forever! Whats wrong?
What? Oh, sorry, said Rainfur, shaking his head, trying to get it to clear up. I
didnt realize it. I was just deep in thought.
Yeah, very deep, said Sweetpaw, mostly teasing, though also worried. Ive been
trying to get your attention, but you just kept on staring at the ground. What were
you thinking about, anyway? Rainfur didnt answer right away. He was too busy
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trying to get the mess of thoughts and memories out of his head. It was no use,
though. He was too deep into it.
I-Im just a little tired, I guess, Rainfur reassured Sweetpaw, smiling as he turned
around to face her. We should get going. Sweetpaw nodded, still looking
worried.
Rainfur smiled again as he took a step forward, hoping to look a bit better.
However, when he took that step, he got dizzier. The world around him spun, and
he felt as if he were wobbling.
Eh, youre not feelin too good, the demon muttered. Im not either, but I can still help you if
you want.
No! Rainfur hissed immediately after the demon said something. Im fine! Why arent
you?
You remembered, idiot, the demon hissed. What did you think was going to happen? After
nearly six months of convincing yourself that you forgot about your brothers death, youve
remembered, making everything go into complete chaos. Including me. Of course, its more of an
illness than anything. I seriously cant take over at the moment, not even if our scar was scratched.
Rainfur hissed lowly, feeling as if he were going to pass out. It wasnt something he
wanted to do in front of Sweetpaw, either, especially with her already so worried.
C-crap, said Rainfur. Whats h-hapening to me?
Same thing thats happening to me, apparently, the demon growled. Yeah. . .youre not going
to last much longer.
But why not? asked Rainfur, irritated that just a small memory was making him feel
like this. Im stronger than this! Were stronger than this! Weve made it through death-berry
poison, so why on earth is a memory making us like this?
Because its the very memory that has created us, the demon reminded Rainfur. Think about
it: If Alfie hadnt died, you wouldnt be a cat. Even if youd turned into a cat, you would be dead
due to the fact that I was made when Alfie died, and therefore I would not have given you the
strength to make it through Sharpfangs attack. WindClan would have killed you before that,
probably, because the only reason they didnt was because of the star on your shoulder.
Rainfurs stomach suddenly became tighter, forcing him to lay down. He was
panting heavily, and could feel the blood pulsing into his head. He was feeling
warmer and warmer, as if the sun was making the temperature rise dramatically.
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Darkness washed over him after that, making Rainfur angry, yet quiet relieved. He
didnt feel the pain anymore, making him feel quite relaxed and peaceful. He just
hoped that Sweetpaw was alright.
*
Run!
The Saviour! Hes come!
Run!
The Saviour needs guidance!
Run!
The Saviour needs the truth!
Rainfur hissed with frustration as the voices stopped. Who was the Saviour? What
did it need? Where was this all coming from? The Clans? If so, then why was he
hearing the voices? He was miles from the Clans! Did they need him? But why
would they? Wasnt he banned from that place? It was just too confusing!
You seem to be feeling better, the demon said with an amused look. That makes one of
us.
What do you mean? asked Rainfur. Youre still feeling sick?
No, Im actually feeling quite alive right now, the demon responded. However, youre
really getting on my nerves. You still dont see the power that you could have. Yet, just yesterday,
you admitted that we were connected, instead of saying that I was forgotten. Its just frustrating.
I cant give you a name, Rainfur murmured. I just cant! I mean. . .youre my
enemy. . .arent you?
Yes, back when I was an illness, not an actual living thing, the demon reminded
him. Now that I am living, though, and youve finally accepted that were connected, I think
youre starting to realize that Im not so bad anymore.
Youve killed people! Rainfur hissed, narrowing his eyes. Youre bad!
That was before I realised we could go further into a connection, the demon growled, also
narrowing his eyes. Youve noticed that even though I can take control whenever I want, I
dont, havent you? Rainfur shook his head.
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I just dont know, Rainfur muttered, lowering his head. I was sure that you
were lying, but now that I relived that memory, its not that hard to believe. Still,
theres something telling me youre leaving something out of the deal. The demon
frowned at this, but that was when everything faded.
*
Rainfur flickered his eyes open after that, actually disappointed that his dream was
over. He wanted to know more, but that was always when the information stopped
coming to him easily.
Rainfur narrowed his eyes with confusion as he tried to figure out where he was.
He sat up to try and get a better look, but that didnt help. He was still in the nicer
part of town, but he didnt know exactly where.
Rainfur! Youre finally awake! the familiar voice of Sweetpaw chirped behind
him. Are you feeling okay? Rainfur smiled with pleasure as he turned around to
face the brave apprentice, happy that she was the first to greet him.
Yes, Sweetpaw, Rainfur replied. I mean it this time. That memory just took a
lot out of me, I guess. Im beginning to wonder what will happen when I get to my
first home. Sweetpaw smiled, happy to see Rainfur healthy again.
Yay! Just wait until I go tell Leslie! said Sweetpaw with excitement.
Whos that? asked Rainfur cautiously, his eyes filled with suspicion. Sweetpaw
ducked her head, seeming to realize what Rainfur would think.
Iwellshes Sweetpaw lowered her head, still trying to find the right words.
Sweetpaw, you know better than to talk to strangers, Rainfur growled, narrowing
his eyes. This cat could be anyone!
This cat is actually really nice, Rainfur, Sweetpaw growled, her eyes narrowed.
She helped me after you passed out. I-I didnt know what to do, and with all the
Twolegs around, I was afraid. Then Leslie showed up, carrying kits in her stomach,
curious as to what was happening. I told her and she seemed to think it was
nothing. Then she told me to help her drag you here, and so I did. What else could
I do? You were laying in front of me in a large clearing with many strange Twoleg
things. I
Sweetpaw, stop, Rainfur murmured, making her nod weakly. She was in an
emotional state that he didnt know how to fix, but hopefully he didnt have to.
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Its okay, I didnt know. I forgot that you were in an unfamiliar place with an
unfamiliar situation to deal with. Im sorry.
Im sorry too, said Sweetpaw then, smiling to show she was feeling better. I
over-reacted. . . The two of them looked at their paws, trying to figure out what
to say.
Why dont we go see Leslie? asked Rainfur, making Sweetpaw look up to him
with excitement. She helped youand meso she deserves something in
return. Sweetpaw stood up, nodding with happiness.
After telling Rainfur that Leslie lived just a few houses away, Sweetpaw took the
lead, basically prancing as she made her way toward the cat whod helped her.
Rainfur was still unsure if this was going to go well, considering how strange this
cat seemed, but he kept going. After all, this cat helped Sweetpaw, and for that, she
needed something in return. The only thing wrong, however, was that he wasnt
really sure of what his body was capable of. The demon was close to doing
something, and though that something may be controllable, it was probably not.
Not to mention that this cat had kits. . .

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Chapter Twenty

As Sweetpaw had told him, they found Leslie, the strange cat that had helped him
when hed passed out, just a few houses away.
Leslie lived in a small cardboard box with a blanket in it, which wasnt much of a
house at all to Rainfur. There was so many things that could get the poor she-cat
here, and with kits this just made things worse.
Leslie! Sweetpaw called as a tall black she-cat got herself out of the box. This
she-cat had bright blue eyes, which stared at him with a certain interest. Her
stomach was also very swollen, making Rainfur wonder if she was due to kit yet.
Hello, young one, said Leslie, smiling at Sweetpaw. Has youre friend woken
up? Sweetpaw nodded, looking over to Rainfur before looking back to the black
she-cat.
Yeah, just a few moments ago, Sweetpaw replied. He says hes fine, but after
yesterday, thats the last time Ill believe him. Rainfur snorted, teasingly of course.
As if you were any better, Rainfur teased, smirking. Even when you were a kit,
all you did was get into trouble. Sweetpaw stuck her tongue out at him with that,
both of them playing.
You got into even more trouble! Sweetpaw accused. And you were an
apprentice! Rainfur rolled his eyes, laughing under his breath. Leslie was amused
as well, it seemed.
You two get along well, she mused. Are you related? Rainfur shook his head.
Its. . .complicating, Rainfur muttered.
No its not! said Sweetpaw to Rainfur before turning to Leslie. He was born
here, and then after his brother died, he came to the Clans. WindClan kicked him
out, and thats when Robinwing found him. Then Ravenstar announced him to the
Clan, and that was when I told him that I was making him my brother, since he
didnt have any other family. Leslie nodded, now even more amused.
You lived here? Leslie asked, looking to Rainfur with curiosity.
Er, yeah, to an extent, Rainfur murmured. I was, uh, born here but that was a
long time ago. Leslie chuckled before shrugging.
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Im new here, said Leslie. I came here to try and get to the forest where you
came from, but after I met Carlisle, I decided to stay. Especially now with the kits
coming.
Is Carlisle the one who hunts for you? asked Rainfur, clearly curious. I was just
wondering. Leslie nodded, smiling.
Yes, that is true, she replied. However, I try my hardest to do all I can. I feel
worthless, sitting in this box all day.
Im sure Carlisle disagrees, Rainfur commented. Its how I would act if I were
with Robinwing right now.
You have a mate? asked Leslie, quite surprised. Why arent you with her? I can
see that you love her. Youre eyes give yourself away. Rainfur lowered his head,
frowning. Being exiled was the last thing he wanted to talk about.
The Clan I belonged to exiled me, Rainfur explained, looking at his paws. It
was my fault, I guess, but Im still sad to know that my own kits will never know
me.
What did you do? asked Leslie, not really understanding how bad it was. Rainfur
looked up to her, keeping his emotions to a minimum.
I killed their leader, said Rainfur, making Leslie gasp with shock.
Suddenly, a large cat lunged right into him. Rainfurs breath was knocked out of
him as the tom that was on him hissed. Rainfur gasped for air, instinctively
unsheathing his claws. That was a mistake, for this just made the large tom atop of
him grip harder with his claws.
Stop! Sweetpaw shrieked. He didnt do anything!
Hes a killer! the large tom hissed. He should not have come! I will not let him
near my mate! Sweetpaw then lunged, bringing the tom off of Rainfur. The tom
was surprised.
My friend is not a killer! Sweetpaw hissed, narrowing her eyes as a small tear ran
down her cheek. Yes, hes killed, but that wasnt him! Hes cursed with that stupid
star-shaped scar that makes him go insane, and eventually kill! Rainfur is not a
killer on purpose! The large tom, whom Rainfur now knew as Carlisle, stared up
at Sweetpaw with amazement.
Sweetpaw then stepped down from Carlisle, her head held high. Rainfur sat up the
same time Carlisle did, making the large tom glare at her.
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Thats impossible, kit, Carlisle growled. Youre a liar.

Shes telling the truth, Rainfur muttered. I am in fact cursed with the scar.
Would you like to prove it? The tom then shook his head, making Rainfur roll his
eyes.
Carlisle stood and walked over to Leslie, who was still staring at him with shock.
Leslie, my sweet, Carlisle soothed. Are you okay? Leslie nodded, blinking
herself back to reality.
Y-yes, Leslie replied. Just a little surprised, thats all.
Im sorry, Rainfur apologized. I shouldnt have come. I-I just wanted to repay
you for helping me earlier, but I just made things worse. Im sorry. Leslie nodded
in understanding, but Carlisle glared at him.
Leave. Now! Carlisle yelled. Dont ever come back, or I will kill you. Rainfur
nodded before turning around and running, knowing full well that Sweetpaw could
keep up with him.
Rainfur ran until his lungs told him to stop, warning him not to go any further. He
stopped, looking at the ground as he breathed.
Rainfur, are you okay? asked Sweetpaw, making Rainfur sigh with irritation. I
think you need to rest.
No, Rainfur growled. We need to get to my last home soon, and if were to do
it before tomorrow, we need to get going.
But
Come on, Sweetpaw, Rainfur growled, walking toward where he thought
Daniels house was.
*
It was sundown by the time Rainfur decided to stop. He still wanted to get further
away from Leslie and Carlisle, but with Sweetpaw tiring, he had to stop.
Im sorry, Sweetpaw whispered. She had been quiet the whole way there, looking
very sad as she did. I shouldnt have even mentioned her. . .
What are you talking about? asked Rainfur. Look, Sweetpaw, it wasnt your
fault. If anything, I should be thanking you. You were brave enough to push
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Carlisle off me. That just proves that youre a true Warrior now. Sweetpaw
seemed to brighten up at that sentence.
Really? You think so? she asked. Rainfur nodded, making the small she-cat jump
up and down.
If I were a leader, Id have already give you your Warrior name, Rainfur replied.
Well why dont you? asked Sweetpaw curiously, tilting her head as they both sat
down. I mean, were both banned from the Clans, so StarClan cant do anything
to us. Plus, well just be pretending. Itll be fun, come on! Rainfur looked at her
for a few more moments before shrugging.
You deserve it, so why not? he asked himself before leaping onto a large
boulder.
Wait, whats our Clan name? asked Rainfur. It cant be ThunderClan because
were not actually there. Have any ideas? Sweetpaw thought for a moment, but
only a moment.
I know! she chirped then. How about ShadeClan? Were in the shade right now,
and if you think about it, smoke clouds make shade. Rainfur chuckled before
continuing.
Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey, gather here beneath the high
boulder! Rainfur called, making Sweetpaw giggle. She then walked up to the
boulder, but made sure to keep a few steps behind it, knowing shed be called up
soon.
ShadeClan, today we have witnessed true bravery, and for that, Sweetpaw will
become a Warrior in return. Rainfur paused, as if waiting for the Clan to stop
cheering. Sweetpaw, please step forward.
Sweetpaw smiled as she took a few steps forward, her head held with pride.
I, Rainstar, leader of ShadeClan, call upon my Warrior ancestors to look down
upon this apprentice. She has trained hard to learn the ways of your noble code,
and I commend her to a Warrior in her turn. Rainfur smiled again before looking
at Sweetpaw a bit more seriously.
Sweetpaw, do you promise to uphold the Warrior code and defend this Clan,
even at the cost of your life? Rainfur asked.
I do, Sweetpaw answered.
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Then by the powers of StarClan, I give you your Warrior name, said Rainfur.
Sweetpaw, from this day forward, you shall be known as Sweetclaw, for your
determination and bravery. Sweetclaw then raised her head with pride, making
Rainfur smile.
Suddenly, his scar stung. Rainfur gasped, as did Sweetclaw, and that was when a
strange starry ripple went through Sweetclaw, making her eyes widen with shock.
It was quiet for a few moments, giving Rainfur and Sweetclaw the chance to calm
themselves. Then, five StarClans showed up between Sweetclaw and Rainfur.
StarClan approves your choice, the StarClan cats whispered before fading away.
Rainfur knew that the five cats were Thunderstar, Shadowstar, Windstar, Riverstar,
and Cheetahfur. What had just happened?
R-Rainfur? asked Sweetclaw. Was that StarCan?
Yeah, I think, Rainfur replied. They approve my choice of giving you a Warrior
name. Sweetclaw looked up excitedly.
Really? Does this mean Im a real Warrior now? asked Sweetpaw. Rainfur
chuckled.
Yeah, said Rainfur. Congratulations. Rainfur watched Sweetclaw jump into the
air with happiness as he jumped down from the boulder.
The two Warriors then lied down in a large box that theyd found, hoping to shade
themselves from the upcoming storm. They had been asleep all of two minutes
before someone started calling them.
Sweetpaw! a she-cat yelled to them. Sweetpaw, are you here?
Sweetclaw immediately stood up and walked out of the box. Rainfur followed her,
curious as to what was happening.
Whats wrong? asked Sweetclaw, though then she was confused as she looked at
the small grey she-cat. Who are you? The she-cat breathed a bit more before
replying.
Im Luca, a friend of Leslie, the small she-cat answered. Leslie and Carlisle were
attacked by a large group of cats. I-I dont know who they are, but they have
Carlisle pinned. I dont think theyll kill him, but if were not quick, they might.
What about Leslie? asked Rainfur with a serious tone. Is she okay?
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I dont know, Luca replied honestly. They were advancing on her when I left,
and that was after she told me to look for Sweetpaw.
My names Sweetclaw now, Sweetclaw replied. But thats beside the point. Well
help you. Can you lead us to them?
Sweetclaw, no, Rainfur growled. Im sorry, but we are too close, and its their
fault for sending us away anyway. Sweetclaw narrowed her eyes, but Luca spoke
before she could reply.
They arent that far away, actually, Luca told him. Leslie came looking for you
after you left, forcing Carlisle to follow her. Theyre just a few blocks away. As
Sweetclaw heard this, she looked to Rainfur with hope in her eyes.
Rainfur sighed before saying, Fine. Well go. Sweetclaw nodded with
understanding, though he could only imagine the happiness she was feeling within.
After a moment of silence, Luca lead the way toward Leslie and Carlisle. Rainfur
was nervous of what was going to happen, hoping that he would be able to keep
these cats away from his scar. As earlier, the demon was getting jumpy, and he
wasnt about to let it kill not only a gang of cats, but a soon-to-be mother and a
protective father as well.
As Luca had said, they were there in no time. When they showed up, Rainfur
leaped onto the nearest cat he could find, noticing Luca and Sweetclaw doing the
same.
The tom Rainfur had attacked quickly started to struggle, making things difficult.
Rainfur wasnt using his full strength, so this wasnt going to be easy. However,
when he realised how many cats were around him, he was suddenly starting to
rethink the careful part of his plan.
Rainfur slashed a large gash into the toms shoulder, and then he raked his back
claws into the large tabbys stomach. He was hoping the cat would run in retreat,
but unfortunately, these cats were tougher than the Clan cats, and that meant that
they would not give up easily.
Rainfur continued to fight the tom, but he soon found that he was losing. The
more wounds he gave to the tom, he found that he was getting double. It was just
too much.
Help! Leslie suddenly screamed. Somebody! Help me! Rainfur turned his
attention toward the black she-cat, noticing two large cats cornering her.
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Brilliant! Rainfur hissed to himself, swearing as the tom pinned him down. Well. I
guess theres no choice. Demon, are you there?
Hmm? Did somebody call me? The demon teased. My name wasnt called, so I guess not. . .
Shut up and stay here! Rainfur hissed. Im calling you to help me. I dont want you to go
insane and kill everyone though, just spare a bit of strength and speed.
Ha! the demon laughed. Did you really think Id give you that without a price? Rainfur
hissed again as the tom sunk its teeth into his throat.
What do I have to do? Rainfur asked, just as Sweetclaw called out his name with
worry.
You have to give me name. said the demon simply.
Are you kidding me? Rainfur asked, but then yowled in pain as the tom bit harder. I
cant figure out a good name at this very moment! Besides, you gave me strength before!
Yeah, but that was when I just wanted you to get a taste of what I can do after you give me a
name, the demon explained. Im not going to give you any more of that, however, unless you
get your scar scratched.
Rainfur hissed with irritation, but at the moment, getting his scar scratched was the
only thing he could do. So, he looked up to Sweetclaw and gave her a serious look.
Sweetclaw nodded in response, understanding completely. She then turned to
Leslie and Carlisle.
Stay calm! she called. Everythings going to be okay, even though it make look
chaotic! The seven cats who were fighting suddenly became alert, confused as to
what is happening.
I cant believe Im saying this, but. . . Rainfur drifted a bit but then gathered up his
courage and said it. Take over, demon. Do as you wish.
Really? asked the demon, surprised. Hmph. Well thisll be interesting.
As Rainfur felt the familiar sensation of being pushed to the back of his mind, he
hoped it wouldnt end too badly. As the demon immediately pushed himself from
the ground and slit a toms throat, however, he felt that it was no use to hope.
The cats then began to attack him, and of course, the demon wasnt going to just
stand there and die. He used his sharp reflexes to kill the two toms that attacked
him, leaving only two, which were pinning Carlisle down. Those two cats left
quickly, leaving the demon lost.
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Well thats sad, the demon muttered, clearly disappointed. He was happier when
he turned to face Luca, Sweetclaw, Carlisle and Leslie. Looks like Ill just have to
fight a new type of. . .strength.
What are you? Carlisle asked, shaking with fear.
What am I? asked Rainfur. Well, lets see. I could be called Rainfurs past, but
then again thats not exactly what I am. I could be called a simple memory, but
thats an understatement. I could be called Rainfurs other half as well, but then
again, this is the first time hes given me control like this. But anyways, you dont
really need to know what I can do, because
Because Im taking over now.
The demons eyes widened with shock, unable to believe what Rainfur just said.
No! the demon yelled, his voice becoming choppy with shock. Whatare
youdoing? Thats impossible! But you cant be!
Oh, but I can. Rainfur growled. My scar wasnt scratched, remember? I have complete control
of you, because I let you take control in the first place. I am taking my body back now.
It cant be! the demon yelled. No! I wont let this happen! Rainfur smirked as
he took control, pushing the demon away. The demon was quiet as he took
control, making Rainfur even happier.
That was interesting, Rainfur murmured as he blinked his eyes open. He looked
up to Sweetclaw, who looked quite relieved that he wasnt being controlled by the
demon.
What just happened? Carlisle demanded, his eyes narrowed with anger as he
realised Rainfur had changed back.
You know what happened, Rainfur muttered. Sweetclaw told you, didnt she?
Yes, but she also told me the scar should have been scratched! Carlisle pointed
out. It wasnt.
Okay, let me rephrase my answer then, Rainfur hissed, narrowing his eyes. It
was as Sweetclaw said, except I gave the insanity permission to kill those cats.
Carlisles eyes widened, making Rainfur sigh with irritation. This wasnt going to be
easy to explain.
Look, its not what you think, Rainfur growled. I gave it permission only
because I knew I could make it stop whenever I wanted, instead of having
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Sweetclaw try and make me black out like usual. I was trying not to even let it into
the fight, but unfortunately, those cats were very determined to kill us all. So, I
gave it permission to kill the cats, and after it did, I took over again. Thats why it
wasnt happy, because usually, I cant do that. Carlisle still didnt get it, but he
wasnt as keen on being angry at Rainfur as before, so at least there was a bright
side.
I still dont trust you, Carlisle growled.
You dont have to, said Rainfur back. Youre not the only one who doesnt like
me, either, so dont go thinking I will take offense. Carlisle just glared again
before turning to Leslie.
Are you okay, my sweet? he asked. Leslie nodded, but shook her head after
noticing something.
I think. . . Leslie began, acting as if she had a stomach ache. I think the kits are
coming. Carlisle widened his eyes, seeming to go into complete panic. Rainfur, on
the other hand, nodded calmly.
Well, since I dont want to travel in the dark, well stay here with you, Rainfur
told her. If thats alright for you and youre mate of course. Carlisle hissed loudly
at this.
I dont trust you! the large tom hissed again. I dont want you anywhere near
my kits!
Let them stay, Leslie murmured, her blue eyes looking into Rainfurs. I trust
him, and Sweetclaw has become a good friend. Both of them can stay.
ButIwhat? Carlisle stuttered, unable to believe that his mate was disagreeing
with him.
Carlisle, its not every day one sees the birth of new life, Leslie murmured. It
would be a good experience for these young cats, and if anything, they can help.
Thats true! Sweetclaw chirped then. Rainfurs already helped a mother give
birth! To three kits, actually! Carlisle glared at the young Warrior before stomping
over to his mate and laying down beside her. Rainfur smiled, happy that he was
able to watch yet again the miracle of kits being born.

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Chapter Twenty-One
Run!
The torture! Its getting worse!
Run!
Where is he?
Run!
I need
Rainfur hissed as a clash of thunder broke off the sentence, forcing him out of his
focused mind. Hed been trying to concentrate on the voices, whom were always
there in his head. It was just so hard to listenhe couldnt have any distractions or
be thinking about anything.
Rainfur was also mad because of the storm that had just decided to roll in as Leslie
was busy with labour pains. Lightning, thunder, and rain that poured like a bucket
being dumped was making him irritated. It was annoying, and with him not being
able to get under anything, his fur clung to his skin like cement.
Leslie let out a small whimper, making Carlisle, Sweetclaw, and Luca gasp with
worry. They were under the porch of an old house, so they were dry. He wasnt
allowed under there, of course, because Carlisle still didnt trust him. Rainfur didnt
mind standing guard, but those voices were getting close to spilling the truth.
The Clans are in trouble, and the Saviour is missing. Great. And that last voice. . .it was
Robinwing. . .I know it was. . .but what did she need?
Thinking of going back, are we? asked the demon. Well thats surprising. Not.
If theyre in trouble, I need to go back, Rainfur pointed out. However, if I go back, not only
will I be sent away, I wont be much help to them.
Just give me a name, the demon insisted. Itll give you the strength and speed you need, as well
as the need to go back.
Look, I have to admit, I like you a bit more now, but its just too risky, Rainfur
muttered. Youre too powerful to take chances with.
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Fine, said the demon, obviously disappointed. Just know this: if that truly was
Robinwing, then shes in trouble.
Wait, you know whats going on over there? Rainfur asked.
Yeah, but I wont tell you, the demon growled. Not unless you give me a name, that is. Then
I can tell you everything. Rainfur rolled his eyes but did not reply. There was no way
he was giving the demon a name, not in this town.
Suddenly, Rainfur saw a flash of darkness and few pairs of amber eyes. They were
glaring at him, though their body language told him that they were afraid.
Carlisle, Rainfur muttered to the large tom behind him. We have a problem.
What is it? Carlisle hissed, his voice showing distaste.
Its a private matter, Rainfur growled. Carlisle seemed to pause, but eventually
walked over to Rainfur, hesitation in his gait. You dont need to be afraid, you
know. I wont hurt you.
I dont trust you, Carlisle hissed. Rainfur just continued to look forward, hoping
to catch another glare from the cats beyond. You nearly killed my family.
Correction, Rainfur muttered. The demon nearly killed your family. I would
never do such thing, as I am quite the opposite of the insanity within me. Carlisle
snorted, obviously uncomfortable standing so close to him.
Is this the private matter you wanted to talk to me about? Carlisle hissed.
No, actually, though I did want to explain that to you, said Rainfur. His tail gave
a short flick toward the bush where he saw the amber eyes, making Carlisle
confused.
I see nothing, Carlisle growled. Is this some sort of trick?
Yes, and now Im going to kill you, Rainfur hissed with annoyance. No, mouse-
brain. I would never do that to Leslie, and for your information, Im trying to save
your tails right now. Carlisle narrowed his eyes before looking back toward the
bush. It was at that moment the amber eyes showed, glowing brightly toward the
two toms.
Are they. . .? Carlisle drifted as Rainfur nodded.
They are the cats that attacked you, Rainfur answered. From what I can smell
and see, theyve got us surrounded. They wont come near you or your family
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because of me, but as soon as I leave you, theyll try to kill you, not just wound you
like last time. Carlisle growled lowly for warning.
And so youre going to leave us? asked the tabby tom.
No! Rainfur hissed, getting very annoyed. As I told you before, I would never
put you or your mate in danger. Im going to help you.
How? Carlisle demanded. Its not like you can just lead us elsewheretheyll
attack us from behind!
I know a place that will take you and youre family in, Rainfur murmured,
ignoring the irritating tom. Its a Twoleg who saves cats for a living. You will be
with your own kind, and youll be inside the Twolegs nest. Youre kits will grow
up healthy, and you wont have to worry about getting killed by this group of cats.
Carlisle snorted.
Yeah, right, the tabby tom growled. And live like housecats? As if Id do that!
This Twoleg is an elder, Rainfur growled. It lives alone and mainly just sleeps.
You can also hunt on your own if you like.
I still dont trust that youll lead us there, Carlisle growled.
Its the only choice youve got, Rainfur muttered. I need to leave, and though I
might come back, I probably wont. You need to get to a safer place. Carlisle
growled, but he didnt reply. Rainfur figured the tom was just thinking about it,
making him smirk.
Suddenly, Leslie wailed out in pain, making Rainfur and Carlisle look to her.
Rainfur stayed outside as the tabby tom rushed over to his mate, a worried look in
his amber eyes.
Leslie? he asked. Leslie, are you okay?
The kits are coming! the black she-cat rasped. It hurts!
Just keep pushing! Rainfur yelled to her. Itll be over soon, I promise! Rainfur
was surprised to find Carlisle speechless, but maybe that was because he was
panicking with the kits coming.
Rainfur suddenly heard movement behind him, making him narrow his eyes with
anger. He turned around to find the cats advancing onto him, running full speed
toward the family of cats. Carlisle was busy, and Rainfur could understand that.
However, he was more likely to die by fighting this cats alone.
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Rainfur lunged to the closest cat he could get to, but before he could scratch it, the
tom fled in fear, making Rainfur sigh. The cats in front of him skidded to a halt,
hissing with hostile glares. The fear in their eyes gave them away, making Rainfur
smirk again.
Stay back! Rainfur hissed. Or would you like me to show you how unmerciful I
can be? the cats hissed and growled, though none of them walked any further.
The first kit is out! Sweetclaw announced. Shes a black and white she-cat!
Come on, Leslie! Just one more! A wail from Leslie told Rainfur that she was in
pain, making Carlisle whimper with worry for his mate.
A large tom lunged at Rainfur, making him leap away. The tom lunged again,
though this time near Sweetclaw. Rainfur lunged without thinking, and then sliced
open the toms throat, making him widen his eyes in fear. This was one of the few
times he actually killed a cat without having the demons help. It was terrifying.
Rainfur stood up and glared at the other cats, who were all backing away. A few,
however, still had a determined look in their eye.
Good! Thats it! Sweetclaw cheered. Its a brown tom! Leslie, you have two
wonderful, healthy kits. Leslie? Leslie? Are you okay? Sweetclaws voice suddenly
grew worried, making Rainfur hiss with irritation.
Rainfur! Shes too tired to even get up! Sweetclaw called over to him. Her
labour tired her out! What are we going to do? Rainfur narrowed his eyes at the
cats in front of him, as if daring them to move. Each of them seemed relaxed
enough to stay, so he turned around to face the new family members.
Carlisle, you must carry Leslie on your back, Rainfur ordered. Carlisle looked
shocked, as if hed never been asked such a thing.
You want me to do what? asked Carlisle. Thats impossible! Shell fall!
Not if I can help it, Rainfur growled before turning to Sweetclaw and Luca.
Now do as I say. Luca, Sweetclaw, you carry the kits and follow Carlisle and
Leslie. Ill stay behind. The cats will follow us, Im sure of it, but I stay behind
everyone, they wont attack.
Theres one problem to that plan, Rainfur, Carlisle muttered. Rainfur glared at
the tabby tom.
What is it? Rainfur demanded.
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I have no idea where you want to go, Carlisle answered, making Rainfur hiss
with frustration. It was true: Carlisle didnt know where to go, but if Rainfur took
the lead, the gang of cats would surely kill them all.
Rainfur suddenly remembered when hed received the memory from Cloudstreak,
and when hed sent the memory to Bravestar. Using this knowledge, Rainfur
looked to Leslie, his eyes locking onto hers.
After this, Rainfur grabbed the certain memories of running through the streets
from the forest, trying to get home. The place where they needed to be was right
across from his Twoleg house, so all the needed to do was go there. When the
memories stopped, Leslie gasped with shock, making Carlisle hiss with anger.
What did you do? the tabby tom demanded. Rainfur ignored him, looking into
Leslies eyes more.
You know where to go now, right? asked Rainfur, hoping that Leslie would be
strong enough to tell Carlisle to go. Leslie nodded, though the shock had not
completely warn off yet. Rainfur nodded before looking to Carlisle.
Leslie knows where to go, he explained. Just follow her directions, and well be
their safely. Carlisle nodded, still confused, before standing still as Rainfur, Luca,
and Sweetclaw helped Leslie on his back. After that, Luca and Sweetclaw picked up
a kit, and that was when the cats starting inching toward them.
Carlisle then ran forward with Leslie on his back, followed by Sweetclaw and Luca.
Rainfur gave a sharp glare to the cats before running toward Sweetclaw and the
others.
As they ran, Rainfur made sure to keep and ear out for the cats behind him. They
were much faster than Carlisle and the others, but each of them were afraid that
Rainfur would kill them. This was all going according to plan, which would mean
they were safe.
Carlisle lead everyone into sharp turns and slippery roads. It was what had to be
done if they were to get to the crazy cat lady by that night alive. Rainfur knew he
would last, but Luca was looking tired, and her breathing was quick. Being at least
a few moons younger than Sweetclaw, Rainfur was not surprised.
Kill them at all cost! a cat suddenly yelled behind him. Risk your lives if you
have to! No cat shall walk these streets without fear in their eyes! No one! Rainfur
hissed with fury before speeding up to Luca.
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Tell Carlisle that we need to hurry it up! Rainfur yelled, trying to be louder than
the thunder. The cats are gaining on us, and they arent afraid of me anymore!
Luca nodded weakly before running up to Carlisle. The four cats ran faster after
that.
Suddenly, Luca tripped and fell, making Rainfur skid to a halt. Carlisle didnt
notice, but Sweetclaw did. The small calico she-cat stopped and looked to him.
Continue running! Rainfur yelled to her. Get that kit with its mother! Hurry!
Rainfur nodded as Sweetclaw left.
As Rainfur looked to Luca, he hissed at the cats that were following him. Most of
them stopped, but a few ran ahead. He then picked up the kit and helped Luca up.
Ill carry the kit, just go! Rainfur ordered her. Luca nodded before running off,
making Rainfur sigh with relief.
A cat suddenly lunged into him, making him grunt and hold the kit tighter. Rainfur
slashed open a large wound in the toms chest, making him yowl with pain.
Rainfur got up as quickly as he could before running toward Carlisle and the
others. His legs were aching and his throat was dry and itchy. This was not
something he wanted to feel, so he ignored it, but it got harder the longer he ran.
Finally, he saw the Twoleg next that they needed to get to. It was a bright sky blue
with white trim, and was two stories high, Rainfur couldnt even count how many
cats could fit in there.
He saw Carlisles figure, as well as Leslies, Lucas and Sweetclaws. He was relieved
that he got their safely, but there was a small problem. The cats who had gotten
past him when Luca fell were at the grass line in front of the house. They turned
around to meet his eye, grinning widely.
Rainfur skidded to a halt, holding the kit even tighter. He wasnt worried about
himself, but he needed to save the kit. While the cats surrounded him, however, he
found that quite impossible.
Not so tough now, are you Rainy? a large black tom sneered. You dont even
look like a killer! How on earth could you have taken out seven of us? You look so
weak! Rainfur narrowed his eyes before letting the kit down to talk.
Leave the kit out of this, Rainfur hissed. It has done nothing wrong. The cats
around him laughed, giving him only two seconds to do anything.
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They all attacked at once, making Rainfur go on instinct. He protectively covered

the kit with his body, letting no one touch it. It left him exposed, however, and
that was when he felt multiple teeth sink into his body, making him nearly scream.
He kept it in, however, hoping not to show weakness.
It was like that for a few moments, making Rainfur close his eyes and clench his
jaw to keep himself from yelling out in pain. A few cats let go and then bit
somewhere else, making it all the more painful.
Whats going on out here? asked an elderly voice, making Rainfur hopeful. The
voice belonged to the Twoleg who lived here, and because he was a cat, she would
save him. Oh, look. What a cute kitten you have there. . . what are you worried
about?. . .Oh! Shoo! Shoo! All of you, get away! Hurting such innocent cats. . . the
cats teeth suddenly let go of him, all of them fleeing as a broom came in contact
with their skin.
After all of the cats left, Rainfur relaxed his body and let it fall to the ground. The
kit squealed with anger as his warmth left it, making the elderly lady gasp with
shock.
Oh my, said the lady. You were protecting a kitten? How brave of you. It looks
like those mean strays were trying to hurt you. Come here, kitty.
Never again in my life do I want to be called a kitty, Rainfur thought before slipping into
darkness once again.

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Chapter Twenty-Two

StarClan help us. . .
What an interesting offer!
The stars have given us a Saviour, but where is he?
Who is this cat? Why is he so odd? Who does he remind me of?
Rainfur listened carefully, narrowing his eyes as he realised who the voices
belonged to. The first one was Frostpaw, making Rainfur wonder what was
happening to ThunderClan. The rogues could have been a problem, but then
again, the fire must have driven them away. . .right?
The second voice was Rosestar. This was something Rainfur did not understand,
though something told him that she was walking into a trap. He didnt know what
to think about that, only that he hoped Rosestar would be smart.
The third voice was Bravestar. It was no surprise that the leader knew about the
Saviour, and it wasnt shocking that RiverClan needed him. All four Clans seemed
to be in trouble, so being need of the Saviour wasnt exactly exciting.
The fourth voice was Nightstar, and the fact that a new cat had shown up was a bit
strange. It was also weird that Nightstar thought he was odd. Rainfur could only
guess of who the cat reminded him off, and none of them would be correct.
As always, nothing made sense, making Rainfur wonder if giving the demon a
name was such a bad idea.
What is that I hear? asked the demon, suddenly popping in. Thinking of giving me a
name, are we? Rainfur growled, making the demon frown.
No, though it is tempting, Rainfur muttered. I mean, those voices. I can hear
them for a reason, right? The demon shrugged.
I cant tell you until you give me a name, said the demon, encouraging him even more.
Of course you cant, Rainfur muttered. You wouldnt be as annoying.
Or fun! the demon chirped. I love annoying you, though I would love it more if you trusted
me. Rainfur sighed, thinking once again how nice it would be not to worry about
getting his scar scratched.
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What will I be able to do if I give you a name? Rainfur asked, making sure to
emphasize the word if so that the demon knew he wasnt actually giving him a
name.
Well, lets see, said the demon. Youll gain my speed, intelligence, and strength as well as
my trust, meaning you wont have to worry about me killing anyone. Youll know all of what the
voices are about and whats going on at the Clans territories. You will also be able to travel faster,
having my speed. Of course, youll need to train first. . .
What? asked Rainfur, narrowing his eyes with confusion. I have to train to get
these things?
You cant just become an assassin in one night, Rainfur, the demon pointed out.
Then whats the point of giving you a name? asked Rainfur. Why cant you just
train me now? The demon sighed with frustration, obviously regretting telling him
about the training part.
Giving me a name signifies your trust in me, the demon explained. I wont train you now
because that would give me nothing in return. If you have your trust me, you will help me forget
the memories that made me, giving me the strength to avoid killing cats. Do you understand
now?
I guess, Rainfur muttered.
Everything faded after that, making him open his eyes. At first, Rainfur had no
idea where he was, but he remembered after a few moments.
As Rainfur stood up, he realised he was sleeping in a cat bed. It was red on the
outside with fuzzy white fur on the inside. It was so comfortable, and though he
wanted to stay, Rainfur had other things on his mind.
As he stood up however, Rainfur felt stiff, as if his skin was restricting him. When
he looked himself over, he found that he had many stitches and bandages over his
body.
Probably what the cat lady did, Rainfur thought. I would thank her, but then again, I really
need to move. I have a lot of stuff I want to do, and I dont need a vet to help me heal.
Sweetclaw suddenly showed up, her blue eyes filled with worry. Rainfur smiled to
her as he looked over her body, happy to find no wounds like hed been expecting.
Are you feeling okay? asked the calico she-cat. That old Twoleg must have
called another Twoleg over. I didnt know what it was going to do, but apparently
nothing bad.
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What did the second Twoleg look like? asked Rainfur.

It had a white thing on his body and he looked really weird. He seemed worried
about you, though, and he ended up fixing most of your wounds it looks like.
Sweetclaw explained.
That Twoleg is called the vet, Rainfur explained, still smiling. His job is to heal
us animals, so Im not surprised he came over. I would have liked it if he gave me
something that would make me a little less restricted, though.
Are you mad? asked Sweetclaw curiously.
No, just annoyed a bit, Rainfur told her. Where is Leslie?
Oh! Right over here, Sweetclaw answered, leading the way through the walls.
Rainfur followed her with joy, hoping the kit hed protected was okay.
They passed only one room before making it to Leslie. The tall black she-cat was
lying near Carlisle, looking down to her two kits. Rainfur walked over to the new
family, happy that everyone was doing okay.
Leslie! said Sweetclaw. Rainfurs awake! Hes looking really good today.
Rainfur rolled his eyes before looking to Leslie.
Thats good, said Leslie, looking up to him. I was wondering when hed be up.
That was a long night, Rainfur reminded her, smiling. I needed the rest.
Oh yes, I knew that, Leslie murmured. I was going to let you sleep however
long you wanted, for you saved little Romeo. Rainfur shrugged.
I would have done that for anyone, Rainfur muttered, his head low with
embarrassment.
Exactly, said Carlisle, his voice deep. I was convinced that you would get us
killed. Instead, you saved us, and nearly gave your life for one of our kits. For that
we thank you, and will give you anything you want. Rainfur shook his head, a
modest smile on his face.
I want nothing, said Rainfur. Leslie helped me when I needed it most, and has
helped me realize something important. For that, your debt has been payed. We
are even. Carlisle still seemed unsure, but he nodded in understanding.
Hey, Rainfur, said Sweetclaw curiously. Are you still planning to go to that
Twoleg nest you kept talking about? Rainfur looked over to her before nodding.
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Its just across the roathunderpath, so I wont be risking anything if I do go,

Rainfur explained. I think Ill be living here until these stupid stitches are out,
though. Sweetclaw nodded in understanding before seeming confused again.
Are we going now? asked Sweetclaw.
If youre okay with it, Rainfur responded. Im just waiting for you. Sweetclaw
looked excited at that, her eyes widening with happiness.
Really? asked Sweetclaw. You want me to come with you?
Of course, Rainfur told her. You made this journey with me, so you deserve to
come with me. Its only fair, after all. Sweetclaw seemed to jump with excitement
as she heard that, making Rainfur smile. He loved making her happy like that.
Lets go! yelled Sweetclaw. Rainfur stood up again and gave another look at the
new family hed saved. He was happy for what hed done, and before he went to
see his family, he wanted to remember this one.
After that, Rainfur followed Sweetclaw out of the house. They seemed to be near
the front of the house, so it actually didnt take that long. Rainfur noticed many
cats as he walked, though, making him wonder just how many families lived there.
After Rainfur went through the small cat door, he walked over the concrete porch
and then followed the walkway through the front yard. It was a quick trip, and with
Sweetclaw in the lead, theyd make it there quickly.
When they crossed the lonely Thunderpath, Rainfur took the lead. He stood in
front of the house, smiling as the memories returned to him.
The house was cabin-like with wooden looking walls and a dark brown door.
There was three windows that Rainfur could see through. One was from the
kitchen, and the other was the living room. The other window Rainfur could see
was from his old bedroom on the second story, which had probably turned into
the guest bedroom.
Rainfur then walked through the grass and up the stairs onto the red wood porch.
After that, he went through the small dog-door that had been there since they had
gotten Fluffy, a Golden retriever lab mix. Rainfur was surprised it was still there,
but also grateful. It was the only way into the house that he could find.
When Rainfur entered the house, he was welcomed by the familiar entry way that
led into the living room and kitchen. Rainfur walked across the hard-wood floor,
forgetting that it made everything louder.
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Make sure to use youre pad when youre walking, Rainfur whispered to
Sweetclaw. We cant be loudI dont know if the Twolegs are back from their
work or training yet. He watched her nod before turning back toward the stairs.
Rainfur walked over to the wooden stairs and hopped onto the first step. He did
that a few more times before he realised Sweetclaw wasnt following him. He
turned around to face her, noticing that she looked a bit scared.
You want me to climb that? she asked. Its so steep!
Come on, Sweetclaw, said Rainfur in a teasing voice. If Twolegs can do it, you
can. Besides, youve climbed things steeper than this at home!
Yeah, but it looks really slippery. . . Sweetclaw murmured.
If you slip, then use your claws, Rainfur told her as he turned around. Its not
that hard. Trust me. After that, he heard her jump onto the first step, making him
smile.
After making it up the stairs Rainfur followed the hall down to the back bedroom
where Daniel stayed. The door was open, thankfully enough, so he just walked
right in.
Rainfur found that the room was empty. There was no bed, no shelves, and no
chairs. It wasnt like this when Rainfur remembered it.
Is something wrong? Sweetclaw asked as she walked up to him.
Its empty, Rainfur whispered. Its as if the Twoleg that lived here moved.
Usually there is useless stuff everywhere, but theres not. . . Rainfur then turned
around and made his way over to his old bedroom, finding much more there.
Daniel must have moved into this bedroom, because it looked nothing like
Rainfurs old room. Everything of Daniels was in there, making Rainfur wonder if
Daniel moved because he was grieving for him. It would make sense, but this
made Rainfur a little sad.
After that, he looked over to the Calender, finding that it was Saturday. If was
Saturday, then Daniel should have been home, unless he was with his friends.
The Twoleg isnt here, Rainfur told Sweetclaw as he turned to face her. Looks
like well just have to come back tomorrow. Sweetclaw nodded in understanding
before following Rainfur through the hall and down the stairs.
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Rainfur was a bit disappointed, having hoped that Daniel was home, but he made
sure not to show it to Sweetclaw. He just needed to come back another time,
which would probably be at night. That was when Rainfur knew Daniel would be
home.
As they passed the living room, Rainfur heard the TV. He sighed, knowing that his
dad probably left it on before going to work.
Rainfur took the detour and walked over to the brown couch. He jumped onto it
and then looked for the remote, hoping that it wasnt lodged inside the leather
couch. As he looked, the TV channel that it was set on caught his attention.
. . .and we have yet to understand why Daniel Stephens committed suicide after calling his
father.
Rainfur stared wide-eyed at the TV, hoping that what hed just heard was just his
imagination. Daniel couldnt have committed suicide. Not in just six months!
Apparently, Daniels father knew nothing of this. Daniel had just told his father that he was
going out, and then called a half-hour later to tell him that he was going to kill himself. Daniels
father is not here for a comment, but we have record of the call. . .
Dad? asked the familiar voice of Daniel. He seemed like he was crying, making
Rainfurs stomach lurch. Dad, are you there?
Yes, Daniel, replied the stern voice of Rainfurs father. He seemed to realize that
Daniel wasnt acting right, and so in a softer voice, his father asked, Is everything
okay?
No, Daniel whispered. Nothing has been okay since Matthew died. His father didnt
reply immediately, though Rainfur heard a sniff that was obviously something to
avoid crying.
Daniel, I know youre sad, but you have to move on, his father whispered. Matthew did
when Alfie died, and I know that he would want you to do the same.
No. . . Daniel murmured. Youre wrong! Matthew never moved on, I could see it in his
eyes. . . Daniel was quiet for a few moments before the father responded.
Daniel, come home, his father told him. Well talk about it more later.
Thats the thing, dad, Daniel muttered. Im not going back home. I want to see Matthew
again, and the only way to do that. . .
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No! his father yelled. You cant! Youre only ten! Look, Ill go and pick you up. Just stay
right where you are. Ill
Sorry dad, Daniel whispered. Im sorry about everything, but I just cant live like this
anymore. Good-bye. . .
Stay where you are! his father yelled in panic. Stay right there and The line ended,
and then the lady on the news continued to talk. Rainfur ignored this though,
looking to his paws.
No. . . Rainfur thought. No! Daniel couldnt have died! But he did. . .and it was all because
of me. If I hadnt left him, this wouldnt have happened. I cant believe I made this happen. .
.Daniel died, because me, just like Alfie. . .
Rainfur? asked Sweetclaw, looking worried. Rainfur, are you okay? Why were
you looking at that moving picture thingy? What did that Twoleg say? Rainfur?
Why? Why must it always be my fault? I cant believe this. . . all because of me. . .Daniel died. .
.What do I do now? Will I even make it? Can I go back to the Clans? Not unless I want to join
ShadowClan. . .but I still need to go back. Robinwing has my kits. . .but how will I make it?
Er. . .I know its not the best time right now, but you know, I can help you, said the demon. I
mean, youll get my strength, remember?
But I need to give you a name, is that it? Rainfur asked. Like Id do that. Thats the last thing
I want to do. . .wait. . .if I give you a name, youll help me forget all of this and help me move on,
right?
Yup, said the demon, an excited edge to his voice.
Ill know whats going on with Robinwing and the others, Rainfur thought.
Yes, the demon replied.
That doesnt sound too bad, Rainfur murmured. You know, I think Ill do it. After what just
happened, you must be in even more pain than last time, and Im not much better.
So youll give me a name? asked the demon.
Yes, Rainfur replied. Your name will be Jactur.

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Chapter Twenty-Three
| Rosestar |

Rosestar, murmured a tall black she-cat, bowing her head with respect. The
ThunderClan cats have kept to their side of the border, not once stepping out of
line since the meeting you and Sharpstar had yesterday. He has kept his promise,
and his cats tell me he will only give us another half-moon to decide. That is all. It
was quiet for a few moments before Rosestar replied.
Very well, Rosestar muttered, hoping shed have more time. Tell Sharpstar that
I am thinking about it, and thank him again for the offer. Such a clever cat, he is.
Hes the reason that monster is gone, and the reason Im sane again. WindClan is
no longer threatened. Rosestar looked to Blackpelt with suspicion, waiting for a
reply to a question she never said aloud.
No, WindClan will not be threatened any longer, Blackpelt agreed, a fear in her
voice. Rainfur and Sweetpaw have left and have not been scented since. May I
ask, however, if you have decided about Sharpstars offer? Rosestar sighed,
hoping that her deputy wouldnt ask. She knew she had to answer, though. It was a
very important matter.
I have not decided, but I have been thinking about it, Rosestar told the tall black
she-cat. WindClan is my prized possession, with purity greater than any Clan has
ever known. To have it combined with that loner-filled waste-land would be very
wasteful. Blackpelt sat down before nodding.
Sharpstar has killed Yelloweye, the kit of the loners we found just a few seasons
ago, Blackpelt reminded Rosestar. He has also made Frostpaw work harder,
refusing to let Snowdrift give him his full medicine cat name. Sweetpaw is nowhere
to be found, and Robinwings kits are to be executed as soon as they are born,
according to Sharpstar.
They better be! Rosestar spat, hissing with anger. How dare Ravenstar keep
such a monster within his Clan! At least Sharpstar has sense. With Robinwings kits
being the offspring of that monster, they must be killed. Otherwise I will not agree
to his deal. Blackpelt dipped her head with respect.
You are remembering our part of the deal, arent you? asked the brave deputy.
We will finally have twice the territory we used to have, and well be able to prove
our strength to RiverClan and ShadowClan. We will also have all rights on the
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queens, giving us power over all of the kits, including Robinwings. Rosestar
sighed.
But remember, though, that we wont have any say over our own Warriors,
Rosestar reminded Blackpelt. Sharpstar will lead them, making me unable to
control my own Clan.
Rosestar, he is stronger than you are, Blackpelt reminded the moody leader.
With only one life, you need to step down and let him lead this Clan. Sharpstar is
the best leader I have come to know, and with him leading our pure Clan, we can
be sure that he will make it stronger. Rosestar nodded, giving another sigh.
You are right, Blackpelt, Rosestar told her, a smile on her face. I am lucky to
have a deputy as good as you. With that, Blackpelt dipped her head in respect
before leaving the den. Rosestar stayed, her thoughts coming to overwhelm her.
I must decide within a half moon, Rosestar thought. Its so difficult! And with all the bad
things that could happen. . .I must remember, though, with Sharpstars lead that monster will
never return! Yes, that would be good, but what about my Warriors?
I cant decide too quickly though, for Harestar told me to be sure of myself. Oh Harestar. . .what
am I going to do? You led this Clan as if it were as easy as playing, but how did you do it? And
how did you know about the offer? Why are you telling me to be smart about my decision? You
would jump at an offer like this, doing anything to make youre Clan strong. Why are you telling
me to be smart about this? Its as if youre telling me its a trap. But why would it be? Sharpstar
is my hero! I dont like him as much as you, of course. Oh, Harestar. . .I wish you were here. . .

| Cloudstreak |

Cloudstreak! called the familiar voice of Reedfeather. Can you take care of
Duskkit and the others for me? I need to see Wolfheart!
Sure! Cloudstreak called back as she ran toward the nursery. Duskkit and his
siblings were now four-and-half-moons old, nearly ready to become apprentices. It
was exciting to watch them play, and it was fun to swim in the memories that she
always seemed to get.
As she walked into the nursery, she was greeted by five wonderful kits. They all
pinned her down, each of them nipping at a certain spot on her body. Their small
paws tickled her stomach, making her giggle and thrash in their grip. It was quite
refreshing from a full day of patrols.
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Stop! Stop! Cloudstreak pleaded, still giggling in between words. That tickles!
The five kits got off quickly, each of them giving small growls in warning, though
it was just for play.
We did it! Foxkit announced, excitement in his voice. We defeated a full grown
Warrior! We can now become Warriors! Cloudstreak sat up as they stepped off of
her, laughing a bit as she saw the five healthy kits talking to each other.
Lets go tell Reedfeather! Snowkit, the pure white she-cat, said. Her long fluffy
fur still made her look like cotton, and though she was teased about it all the time,
she remained strong, giving an insult back at anyone who would say anything.
No way! Mosskit yelled. She would just tell us to be careful! Booooringgggg! We
should tell Smokepaw, Maplepaw, and Oakpaw! Theyd know how to make us
Warriors!
They just became Warriors last half-moon, hissed Nightkit, his sleek black fur
standing out against the lighter coloured cats. How would they know how to make
us Warriors?
Hey, heres an idea! said Foxkit, looking as if he thought his siblings were stupid.
Why dont we go tell Bravestar? Hes the one who makes everyone Warriors! Hell
make us one for sure!
What about Wolfheart? asked Duskkit, using a soft voice. Hes deputy, and our
father. Ill bet hed understand. Duskkits bright blue eyes were filled with lots of
emotions, though most of all, he just looked tired. Ever since the day he met
Rainfur, he always looked like that.
The five kits looked at the small golden kit, all of them looking as if theyd seen a
ghost. Nightkit looked disgusted that Duskkit would even bring up the subject, and
Snowkit looked as if she were going to burst into tears. Foxkit and Mosskit shared
shocked stares, and Duskkit looked as if he just wanted to run away.
Duskkit, why would you of all cats bring that up? asked Nightkit, narrowing his
eyes with anger. You were the one that found out about our problem, and youre
the one who made Wolfheart dislike us so much. I thought we agreed to never
bring Wolfheart up again! Duskkits tail was tucked as his brother got higher and
higher, looking angrier and angrier.
II Duskkit was at a loss for words, looking as if he were remembering too
many things at once. I just thought
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Thought what, that our father would magically like us again? Nightkit hissed.
When hedgehogs fly, Duskkit! Wolfheart will never like us, and I dont even want
to know why. I cant believe you brought him up on such a good day!
Nightkit, thats enough! Cloudstreak hissed, making the tall black tom shrink a
bit. You know better than to say things like that, and its even worse to say it to
your own brother! You have to remember what hes gone through! Nightkit
rolled his eyes.
He saw a few nightmares, so what? We all have them, Nightkit growled. Hes
just too scared to admit that hes afraid of a little fox.
Its not the fox! Duskkit cried. It was Rainfur. . .he was such a nice cat, and
then when that scar was scratched, it was if hed suddenly turned into a monster. It
was terrifying! If youd seen it, you would still be scared too! Nightkit just
shrugged and walked away.
Come on, guys, Nightkit muttered. Lets get away from this stupid scaredy-cat.
The other three walked away, leaving Cloudstreak and Duskkit alone. It was quiet,
leaving them both with their thoughts.
It was horrible seeing Duskkit so sad. When he was younger, he was determined to
do anything to do everything. He was such a brave little kit, proof of how great he
was going to be, even if he was so small. After Rainfur showed him those
memories, though, Duskkit just couldnt sleep. It was horrible.
Duskkit, I
Leave me alone! Duskkit hissed as small tears streamed down his eye. I dont
need your help!
Duskkit, dont you dare interrupt me when Im talking to you! Cloudstreak
hissed, making the small golden kit look at her. The kit lowered its head, making
Cloudstreak nod. Good, now would you like to hear my part in the nightmare you
keep having? Duskkit tilted his head with confusion, making Cloudstreak smile.
You were there? he asked. I knew that some cats were there, but I never knew
you were. Cloudstreak nodded.
Yes, I was there, Cloudstreak replied, smiling to the curious kit. I was fighting
the fox before Rainfur arrived with you and the others. He looked tired, and
having met him before then, I was worried. He lead the fox into den, foolishly
trapping himself. He fought bravely, but he wasnt strong enough. We couldnt
attackthe fox had already wounded us enough to nearly take us all out. Then the
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fox bite Rainfurs scar, and that was when Rainfur went insane. He started talking
like Rainfur wasnt there, as if he were someone else taking over Rainfurs body. It
was terrifying, and after the battle ended, I didnt ever want to see Rainfur again.
Duskkit was leaning forward now, hanging on her every word.
So what happened? asked Duskkit. Did you talk to him again? Cloudstreak
nodded.
I didnt know what had happened, and so I just hoped that it was the scars fault
that Rainfur acted like that, Cloudstreak explained. I slept by him that night, and
when he woke the next morning, I found his eyes clouded with emotion. I couldnt
read him, of course. No one can. However, he was back to normal, making me
happier than an apprentice when its Warrior ceremony is being completed.
So whats the point of this story again? asked Duskkit.
Cloudstreak sighed before saying, Rainfur isnt the monster youre afraid of,
Duskkit, and I am sure that by now, hes managed to control it. You dont need to
be scared. You just need to be brave for your sisters and brothers. Do you
understand? Duskkit nodded, standing proudly.
Im gonna be the best Warrior RiverClan has ever seen! Duskkit announced,
making Cloudstreak smile. Im going to make sure they regret exiling Rainfur, for
if it werent for him, I wouldnt be alive!
Alright, said Cloudstreak, standing up as she realised that shed helped the small
golden kit. Now lets go find those trouble-makers of siblings you have. Duskkit
nodded before darting off, making Cloudstreak smile wider.

| Nightstar |

Nightstar, ThunderClan have been giving us even more trouble, said Blackfrost,
the ShadowClan deputy. We cant risk a war with so many experienced Warriors
on their side. Sharpstar is up to something, and we cant just wait around for some
dream cat until that happens. Four of our patrols have already had to drive
ThunderClan cats outwe cant just do nothing!
Blackfrost, I share your concern, Nightstar told the black tom. However, I just
have a feeling. A strong one. And then with StarClans dream. . .I just dont want
to get into a war, but at the same time, I want to wait for the cat. He might be of
some use to us.
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And how exactly do you know that its a tom? asked Blackfrost. This cat could
be anyone, which is my main point.
Blackfrost, I already told you, Nightstar growled, getting a bit annoyed. There
was a fire, and then smoke. I was choking, and then I saw blood, making me afraid.
The camp was on fire, and there was dead bodies everywhere. Then the smoke
formed a cat, one with a star on its left shoulder. Lightning struck, and then
everything went back to normal. Then the cat said the stars will help you, but you
must let the exiled return. Its Rainfur, and you know it. This cat is going to come
back, and since I offered it to him, I am pretty sure he will return.
As this may be true, how long are you going to wait? asked Blackfrost.
Nightstar, things are getting bad, and Sharpstar is getting more ambitious by the
day. We need to stand up and fight. If were desperate enough, we could just make
the Odd One an apprentice. We could train him to be a fighter, just like he says his
siblings were. He has it in him, and if we just train him to know our ways, we
could
No, Nightstar growled. This cat is a loner, and an odd one at that, hence his
name. I dont want him to be an apprentice yet. I want to know his past, so he
wont just end up like Rainfur. Blackfrost tilted his head, clearly confused.
What do you mean? asked Blackfrost. What does Rainfurs monster have to do
with his past?
Havent you noticed? asked Nightstar. Rainfurs power is triggered when he
remembered something. I-I know its crazy, but the Odd One reminds me of
Rainfur. This cat. . . he just keeps talking about strange stuff that has to do with
Twolegs, and also, he has a sorrowed expression on his face. Theyre just too
similar, and with that, I shall not endanger my Clan until Rainfur returns.
And how do you know hell return to ShadowClan? asked Blackfrost. Why not
RiverClan? He could also just stay a loner.
I gave him the option before he left, Nightstar answered. Also, he would want a
life hes accustomed to, and a loner is not one of them. If he knows what Sharpstar
is planning to do with his kits, hell want to stay close to ThunderClan, so that he
can watch their movements. Blackfrost continued to look at Nightstar before
standing up and dipping his head respectively.
If you truly believe this is the best to do, than I shall trust you, said Blackfrost.
Just keep in mind that you did agree to exile him, and that Rainfur would want
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revenge if he was smart. Nightstar nodded and watched his deputy left, sighing
with frustration.
There was too much going on. The Odd Ones presence, the safety of his Clan,
ThunderClans change, Rainfurs exile, and even prey. Nightstar loved being a
leader, but at times he just wished he could be a regular Warrior again, and live in
peace without a care in the world.
Indeed, the safety of his Clan was at stake. With Sharpstar wanting to combine the
Clans and kill any none-Clan born cat, ShadowClan was not safe. Sharpstar would
start a war and destroy them, leaving their territory bare and easy for them to take.
Luckily for them, though, RiverClan was being nicer than usual, leaving them safe
on that side.
The prey, which had not completely come back since the fire, was very weak.
Every Clan was striving for more prey, and at the last gathering, ThunderClan had
demanded more territory from ShadowClan and WindClan, who both refused. It
was going to end in war if the prey didnt return, and that was not what Nightstar
wanted.
The Odd one was scaring many cats, who were also thinking that he acted too
much like Rainfur. The tom had long dark brown fur with midnight blue eyes. He
had white splotches, and one that looked like a crescent moon. When they had
found the cat, he was wobbling on his feet, crying I was supposed to be dead. He
was also mumbling, saying things that no one understood. It was strange, and that
was the reason Nightstar could not make him an apprentice. Not until Rainfur had
arrived.
Yes, that is what I must do, thought Nightstar. I must wait until Rainfur returns, saving the
shadows from the night.

| Robinwing |
Robinwings jade green eyes flickered open, tired and soaking wet with tears. Until
shed fallen asleep, shed been crying. This was usual, for her, but she knew that it
wasnt usual for others.
Her light blue-grey fur hadnt been groomed since Rainfur had left, leaving it very
dirty and matted. It was also very dull, having no light like it once had. Her swollen
belly didnt help matters, but she didnt care. Nothing mattered anymore, not after
Rainfur left.
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Robinwings heart ached every day, finding many ways to remember her mate. She
was lost without him, something shed never felt before. No one was allowed to
help her, not with Sharpstar in the lead.
Robinwing! called Talontooth from outside the nursery. Sharpstar wishes to
speak with you in his den if you can make it. Quickly, thus you want it to be
painless. Though Robinwing knew Talontooth wanted it to sound more
masculine, she could hear the sorrow in his voice.
Robinwing stood up, sniffling a bit. Grassfur gave an encouraging nod to her,
moving only the slightest so she didnt disturb Lilykit and Cloudkit. Robinwing
smiled at the two small white kits, both of them being identical aside from the fact
that Lilykit was a she-cat and Cloudkit was a tom. One day, she knew she would
have kits, and sadly, she didnt want that day to come.
Robinwing then walked out of the nursery with her head lowered, knowing not of
the pain that was about to come. It was bad enough that she wasnt allowed the
proper food to feed the kits inside her womb, but being looked down upon by
everyone who followed Sharpstar just doubled the fear within her.
As Robinwing looked around, she found everything just like the day before.
Gloomy, dark, and depressing. There was no fresh-kill pile, for everyone just
hunted for themselves. The apprentices still hunted for the elders and Queens, but
aside from that, everyone was left to fend for themselves. Everyone had at least
one wound on their body, even the medicine cats. Sharpstar punished anyone who
went against him, making everyone fearful of him.
Flamepelt and Shadowflame were laying near the Warriors den, both whispering to
each other. Flamepelt seemed better since Yelloweyes death, but even so, there
would forever be a scar on the young toms heart.
Yelloweye had been executed by Sharpstar himself to show how pure he wanted
his Clan. There was no chance for the tom, since he was a loner, making
Robinwing realize how much her kits were endangered. Then, Sharpstar
announced the execution of her kits, making her dread the day she give birth. Her
own kits would be murdered in front of her, just because her mate was Rainfur.
Robinwing then walked toward the Highrock, knowing better then to ask that
Sharpstar to come down. She would have to make the long and painful trip up to
his den, leaving her vulnerable, just as the scary leader liked it.
She jumped upon the first rock, feeling her stomach disagree with her movement.
The pain hit her hard, but she continued on, refusing to ask for help.
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By the time she reached the top, she was breathing hard. Her lungs were asking her
to just lay down, and her legs were demanding that she stop. Robinwing walked
forward, though, right into the lions den. The dark den showed no life aside from
intense amber eyes that flickered open at her entrance.
You have awoken, I see? boomed the familiar voice of Sharpstar. I sure hope
that you are not in pain. Did the trip up here leave you exhausted?
No, Robinwing breathed, controlling her lungs as well as the shaking in her legs.
Her eyes were narrowed with determination, hoping to cover any other emotion it
could. The kits are coming soon, leaving me restless. I promise to deliver them to
you, though. I know what has to happen.
Good, Sharpstar hissed. If those kits arent excited, Rosestar wont take me
seriously, leaving me with no choice but to give up on the offer and start a war. I
would rather not waste the lives of innocent Warriors. See? Your kits will not be
murdered. They are just a sacrifice. Robinwing calmed herself, but still continued
to think: for your dirty needs.
I understand, Robinwing muttered. Now what is it you wished to tell me?
Sharpstar looked to her suspiciously, as if looking for something that she was
hiding. He gave up after a few seconds, and frown on his face.
WindClan swears theyve scented youre past mate outside Clan borders,
Sharpstar explained. You havent seen, heard, or scented anything, have you? I
know that if he came back, he would immediately turn to you. Do you know
anything? Remember, if you lie, you shall receive punishment. Robinwings eyes
widened with hope and shock. There was no way her mate could have returned. It
was impossible! Or was it?
I-I didnt know anything! Robinwing gasped aloud. She then narrowed her eyes,
standing tall. Where is he? I know you have him!
I dont! Sharpstar snapped, making her cower below him. I wish I had his dead
body in my hands, but I dont! That mouse-brain is StarClans weapon, and they
will use him against me, I know it! WindClan and ThunderClan shall kill him on
sight, I know that, but if he returns to RiverClan or ShadowClan, Im doomed. If
you see anything, you best tell me, or you will get unpleasant treatment, do you
understand? Robinwing nodded.
Dismissed.
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Robinwing sighed with relief, leaving as quickly as she possible could. Her mind
was on overdrive, thinking of a million things at once. She wanted to go scout the
territory and look for Rainfur, but she knew no one would let her.
Ill just have go tonight, she thought, deciding at once.
*
The night sky loomed over head while a thousand stars glittered, showing their
happiness. StarClan must have been happy, for everything seemed so light. The
trees seemed to be swaying in the strong breeze that blew through, and the owls
seemed to be edging Robinwing on.
It was hard to travel through the undergrowth with her belly, but Robinwing
pushed through it. She was determined to see Rainfur again, and warn him of what
was going on. She wanted to tell him to go to ShadowClan or RiverClan and live
there until he came up with a plan. She wanted to tell him of what Sharpstar was
going to do with their kits, and she hoped he would save them.
Finally, she got to the border, looking onto the territory that belonged to no one.
Robinwing was looking onward, as if knowing her mate would appear. After a few
heart-beats, though, she sat down, her heart sinking a little.
No! Robinwing thought. Rainfur will come! Hell save the Clans! Hell save the kits! Hell
kill Sharpstar and end the punishment! Hell be the hero that was once a monster! Hell show
everyone his strength! I know he will!
She waited, and waited, and waited, but he didnt come. Robinwing continued to
be hopeful, but her faith was fading. When the moon began to set and a few
golden rays appeared in the horizon, she started to give up. Finally, she just stood
up, and turned around.
Suddenly, a familiar scent filled her nose and mouth. She gasped when she realised
who it was, turning around to face the tom in front of her. A smile was on her
face, but as she saw the cat in front of her, it faded.
Robinwing did not see the clean, happy cat shed been expecting. Oh no, Rainfur
looked quite opposite from that as his blue eyes looked at her. His fur was matted
and unclean, just like hers, though there was something different about it. His light
blue eyes were narrowed with anger, though pain and regret was hidden beneath it.
There was also something within Rainfur that made Robinwings smile turn into a
frown of fear. A sense of knowing, and also a certain quietness. There was blood
stains everywhere, and his muscles looked bigger. He had trained, Robinwing
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knew, but that training had changed her mate into something she didnt want to
know about.
R-Rainfur? she whispered, her voice high with shock.
Hello, Robinwing, murmured the dark cat in front of her. I am sorry left you
with thatthat demon. I wont leave you again. I promise. I know I was stupid to
leave, but I promise you, I shall kill him. I will see his dead body within my claws
before our kits have been born.
Robinwing wasnt breathing as she heard the words come out of her mates mouth.
This wasnt the cat she found by the border the day that they met. This wasnt the
cat she fell in love with. This wasnt the cat she nearly watched die. This wasnt the
cat she watched turn into a monster. This wasnt the father of her kits. This cat
wasnt who she knew.
This wasnt Rainfur!
Rainfur, what happened to you? asked Robinwing, her voice barely audible.
What have you become?
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Chapter Twenty-Four

Rainfur, what happened to you? asked Robinwing, her voice barely audible.
What have you become? Rainfur looked to her, his eyes showing more pain
now. His legs were weak and his body was starved. His head lowered as she asked
this, a small tear running down his cheek.
He remembered getting all of the information at once. He remembered seeing
Sharpstar beat his friends. He remembered seeing Sharpstar give that offer to
Rosestar. He remembered seeing Sharpstar kill Yelloweye. He remembered seeing
everything. Jactur was saddened as he saw them as well, feeling Rainfurs pain.
Robinwing, I havent changed, I promise, Rainfur murmured, the pain beating
down on him. I just need time to think. Death has taken its toll on me once again,
leaving me with no choice. I was clueless as to what was going on, but once I
knew, there was something that needed to be done. Ive come back, but not just to
see you like I promised. I wont leave again. I know its my fault, same as
everything else, but I promise you, I will fix my mistake.
Rainfur, what are you talking about? asked Robinwing, looking very shocked that
hed changed so much. Nothing was your fault!
Youre wrong, Rainfur muttered in a monotone voice. He couldnt do anything,
for he was trying too hard to keep his emotions hidden. Everything was my fault.
If I hadnt left you with Sharpstarno, he doesnt deserve such a name. If I hadnt
left you with Sharpfang, none of this wouldve happened. If I hadnt killed
Ravenstar, Sharpfang would never have the power to leave the Clan in destruction.
I just made the simple mistake of letting Jactur go, leaving everything like it is. Im
sorry.
Whos Jactur? asked Robinwing, not really confused. She seemed like she knew
the answer, but she just didnt want it to be true.
The monster, the demon, the ghost of my memories, Rainfur muttered, his eyes
darkening even more. I gave him a name, and he in turn trained me. Im ready to
kill Sharpfang now. With Jacturs power at my control, I will be able to kill him
once and for all. If the Clans still hate me, then so be it. As long as you and our kits
are safe.
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You trained with the monster? Robinwing asked, gasping as she did so. Rainfur,
you must be mouse-brained! Hell kill you, now that he knows your weaknesses!
Hell destroy you from the inside!
No he wont! Rainfur yelled, his voice booming throughout the forest. Hes
helped me! He knows me! He is me! If it werent for Jactur, I wouldnt be here. If it
werent for Jactur, I wouldnt know what Sharpfang has done to you. If it werent
for Jactur, Id be dead, and if it werent for Jactur, I would be a scrawny, pathetic
weakling just ready to be killed. Hes helped me move on from my brothers death
by training me. I have his speed, his strength, and his intelligence. And, most
importantly, I have his trust. We are one now, and I am friends with him. Ill
forever be in debt to him.
Aw, thanks, said Jactur, seeming to enjoy the sad moment.
Please be quiet, Rainfur whispered. Its hard enough as it is.
Alright, but dont take too long. Jactur said. I still have a few more things I want to show you.
You have changed! said Robinwing, standing up with fear. I cant believe youve
given yourself up to the monster just because you remembered your brothers
death. I cant believe youve given up!
I havent! Rainfur yelled, his eyes narrowing. I have combined myself with him,
making me stronger and much smarter! I know what it means to trust again, and if
you want proof that I have not given up, I shall show you.
Rainfur then concentrated all of his power and all of his will on letting Jactur help
him. He felt his friend connect with him, and he felt the strength and speed join in
with his body. After this, he looked into Robinwings eyes, aware that his eyes were
now a dark blue, and the colouring had changed on his coat. Robinwings eyes
widened with fear, shock, and hope, backing up as she realised that she might be in
trouble.
Do not be afraid, Rainfur whispered to his mate. I am still me, only with
another part. You see, back when I was a ThunderClan cat, I was only one part of
myself. What I didnt know, though, was that I needed the other part to survive. It
turns out that the missing part was Jactur, and with him I have grown. I am taller
than you now, and I am stronger and smarter than I was before. I am fully me
now, and I shall use that knowledge to kill Sharpfang for you and all of the other
Clans. I promise you, I will not rest until that monster has been destroyed.
Robinwing looked speechless, and as she searched for words, Jactur popped in
again.
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Isnt it ironic that at one point, thats what you called me? Asked Jactur. I find that funny, and
I bit sad at the same time. I cant annoy you as much anymore.
Youre annoying me right now, Rainfur hissed. I thought we agreed no commentary until I get
to ShadowClan. What happened to that?
Eh, I sorta cant keep my thoughts to myself, since they just pop up, Jactur murmured. Ill try
harder though, but please hurry up! Youre taking so long!
Ill hurry, just please let me finish this on a good note, Rainfur whispered.
Okay, was all Jactur said before it was quiet once again.
Robinwings scent is this way! Rainfur suddenly heard a cat say. Come on!
Sharpstar will be angry if shes dead! Rainfur growled lowly before switching back
to his normal state and looking to his mate.
We shall meet again, my sweet, Rainfur whispered to his mate. And do not
worry, those cats wont be able to scent me. Good-bye, Robinwing. Rainfur then
ran away, happy to finally be home.
A certain pride was growing within him, filling him with confidence. He was going
to kill Sharpfang, even if the cat was his mentor. He was going to kill Sharpfang,
even if the cat was nice to him before. He was going to kill Sharpfang, even if cost
him his life. Sharpfang was the enemy, one that would not get away.
Rainfur! Sweetclaws voice brought him out of his thoughts, making him stop
and smile at the young she-cat. I was so worried! I thought those stupid
ThunderClan cats had gotten you.
Almost, but I was too fast, Rainfur answered her.
So did you see Robinwing? asked Sweetclaw, looking very curiously.
Surprisingly, yes. Shes a bit confused, but shell know by the next gathering when
weve joined ShadowClan. Speaking of which, we need to get a move on, or itll be
midnight before we get to their camp. Sweetclaw nodded before standing and
following him.
Do you think theyll accept us? asked Sweetclaw, an edge of cheerfulness in her
voice that made Rainfur smile warmly.
If I remember what Jactur showed me correctly, ShadowClan is in a really tight
spot, Rainfur told the younger Warrior. Nightstar wants me badly, but I dont
think his deputy agrees. Also, I think that his Clan isnt really happy about his
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decision. When I get there, though, Im sure well be accepted. Once they learn Ive
controlled this power, theyll accept us before you can say mouse.
Good, said Sweetclaw. Otherwise, well have to continue being loners, and that
isnt fun at all. Rainfur chuckled, nodding in agreement.
Dont worry, Sweetclaw, said Rainfur. Soon youll be back with your family,
and I will be with my kits. Just you wait.
*
By the time Rainfur and Sweetclaw walked onto ShadowClan territory, it was
sunhigh. Or at least thats what Rainfur thought it was. With the dark clouds
looming over head, he didnt really know for sure. The rain wasnt helping either,
for it just made it harder to continue on.
Rainfur paused a bit, trying to decide whether to continue on or wait for a patrol.
He knew that waiting for a patrol would be the smart thing to do, but then again,
he and Sweetclaw needed to get out of the rain. Rainfur didnt want to start a fight,
though, and after being in ThunderClan for so long, he knew that ShadowClan
always wanted to start one.
A sudden yowl of pain caught Rainfurs attention and made up his mind quickly.
He ran forward, the rain beating down on his fur like insects stinging his skin.
Sweetclaw ran beside Rainfur, though she looked tired. He reminded himself that
he was much faster than the younger she-cat, having trained with Jactur. With that,
he slowed down to a speed that she could keep up with, making her smile at him.
How ironic, said Rainfur, It starts raining when I finally return. Sweetclaw
chuckled at this.
Too bad StarClan didnt make a prophecy about it, said Sweetclaw. Rain will
fall when Rain returns. Rainfur laughed at this.
Rainfur ran while keeping an eye out for the cat. With the pouring rain and
freezing cold wind he couldnt scent a thing. Hed have to rely on his ears which
were now finding many interesting sounds that didnt belong in a normal day. His
heart raced as his mind jumped to conclusions on what could be happening, but
then his anger rose as he realised just who hed be fighting.
Rainfur suddenly saw several dark figures in the distance, all of them moving
quickly toward each other. They were fighting, but Rainfur knew that it wasnt
ThunderClan and ShadowClan. The weak scent that he did catch was the same as
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Shadows. He growled with anger again, though there was a bit of disappointment.
He was hoping to see Sharpstar, but either way he was going to fight.
Rainfur leaped as he finally got to the battle, hissing at the first cat he could find. It
was a dark tabby tom, and as soon as he saw Rainfur, he yowled loudly, alerting all
of the other cats before he was shut up by Rainfurs claws.
The rogues stopped fighting, immediately turning to see the cat who had yowled.
ShadowClan was confused, but they took that moment to recover as Rainfur
continued to fight the rouge.
Stop! Stop! squealed the rogue, thrashing around in Rainfurs grip. I give up! I
surrender! Rainfur hissed with frustration before sinking his teeth into the toms
neck, making it yowl in agony. The rogue still tried to struggle, but Rainfur was
using his new-found strength. The rogue didnt have a chance.
Rainfur held onto the tom roughly, killing it by the second. Blood squirted into his
mouth, making Rainfur flinch slightly. He still held on, though, determined to
show the rogues that were now surrounding him what he could do.
Just before the rogue would have died, Rainfur let go of his neck. The toms eyes
were filled with fear and shock, but Rainfur didnt want to kill him. He may have
been trained that way, but he was not going to live by those rules. Not yet, anyway.
Leave before I finish you off, growled Rainfur darkly, his eyes emotionless. The
rogue beneath him squirmed out before sprinting away, leaving Rainfur to look
around at the rogues in which had surrounded him.
So you have returned, said Shadow, the rogue right in front of him. Sharpstar
will not be pleased, but if I kill you, he might be. . . Rainfur tilted his head, the
rain filling the short silence.
Why is there uncertainty in your voice? asked Rainfur, his voice still dark. The
rogues seemed weary of him, but also very shocked. I am no different from when
I left, just aware of everything around me. Shadows ears lowered, baring his teeth
a little.
I am not afraid! Shadow hissed, his eyes narrowed. After you killed my brother,
I have been quite happy actually! I thank you for saving Sharpstar the trouble, but I
shall still kill you. I shall kill you and end this. Rainfur stood still, emotionless
aside from the hint of anger that flashed through his eyes.
I know everything, Shadow, Rainfur muttered. I know about your deal with
Sharpstar, I know that you were sent to kill Ravenstar. I know that you had a
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horrible life, and I know how you feel about it. Why cant you just forgive and
forget?
My brother hated me, and I hated him! Shadow hissed, his tail lashing. I shall
kill you and receive my reward from Sharpstar! I shall win and bring my family
honor!
Before you attack, Shadow, I would like to ask you something, Rainfur
murmured, his heart racing. He kept his fear hidden, just like Jactur had taught
him. However, hed never used his power in a fight before. Rainfur just wished it
would go right.
Oh yeah? asked Shadow, growling loudly. And whats that?
How likely is it that youll live now that Ive learned how to control the power
that your cats fear? asked Rainfur. Shadows eyes widened with shock before he
was knocked down by Rainfur, his breath leaving him. Rainfur sighed as he bent
down and bit Shadows neck, the life leaving Shadow quickly.
Shadow lay still for a few moments, leaving Rainfur confused. However, it didnt
stay like that for long. The black tom slashed his claws toward Rainfurs chest,
though he was too quick. Rainfur dodged Shadows attack with ease, but had to let
go to avoid it.
Shadow stood, his yellow eyes narrowed with true insanity. Rainfur stood and
waited for the dark tom to attack, calling upon his training as he did.
I remember this idiot, said Jactur. Please kill him. Hes quite annoying.
With your training, I most likely will, Rainfur replied. Thanks by the way. I feel much
stronger, and much better when Im fighting.
Dont worry about it, said Jactur. Im just happy I dont ever have to remember those memories
of yours. I guess we both win, dont we?
Guess so, said Rainfur before leaping to the side, avoiding Shadows attack. I just hope
the second stage of our power wont spiral out of control. . .
Nah, it wont, Jactur promised, smirking it sounded like. We wont have to use it soon,
and by then, youll have mastered the first stage.
Rainfur didnt reply. He was too busy leaping away, getting away from Shadow
once again. Rainfur kept evading Shadows attacks, watching as the dark tom grew
more and more exhausted.
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You weakling! Shadow spat. Are you going to fight, or are you just going to run
away? Sharpstar was right! You arent a Warrior at all! Youre just a loner and you
always will be! Youre pathetic! Shadow lunged, his teeth bared. Rainfur used his
reflexes to dodge and evade the attack, leaving Shadow to hiss with frustration.
I am no weakling, Rainfur muttered. But SharpstarI mean fangwas right
on one thing. Im not a Warrior. I am a loner. I always will be one at heart, but
whats so bad about pretending? Its the only way Ill end your lives, so why not?
Shadow hissed, lunging toward Rainfur, his teeth missing the grey-and-white tom
by just inches.
What happened to those memories of yours? Shadow demanded. How on earth
did you learn to control that power? Its impossible! Sharpstar told us so! StarClan
made the mistake of leading you here and giving you that demon, and thenand
then you were cursed with it!
You see, theres where you are wrong, Rainfur growled, his eyes expressionless.
Sharpstar doesnt know me, or Jactur. He doesnt know how we are tied, and he
doesnt know that StarClan didnt just lead me here. Sharpstar knows nothing
about me, and though he was once my mentor, I do not count him as one.
Shadow scoffed before lunging again, his claws unsheathed. Rainfur dodged again,
this time leaving Shadow with a gash on his flank.
Oh, so you believe that Thorntail was a better mentor? asked Shadow. As if!
That she-cat has broken the Warrior code, and is just plain pathetic! Rainfur tilted
his head, clearly confused.
What is the Warrior code to you? asked Rainfur, his muscles tensed and ready to
move. I thought rogues never believed in the stars.
It doesnt matter! Shadow hissed, his tail lashing. Oh, and by the way, that
mentor you love so much, is dead. She broke the Warrior code. She made half-
Clan kits, and has been punished because of it! Hows that for stupid? Never
underestimate Sharpstar! He is the strongest! The fastest! He will kill you! Oh, but
not before he kills your kits. I know hell make you watch. Hell make you plead
and beg. Hell make you weak! Rainfur yowled with fury before lunging toward
Shadow, his eyes narrowed with anger.
Rainfurs claws unsheathed and sunk into Shadows skin, making the black tom cry
out in agony. He raked his claws down Shadows belly, making him caterwaul in
pain. After this, Rainfur leaned down so that only Shadow could hear him.
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My kits wont die, said Rainfur darkly. Robinwing will live, no matter what I
have to do to save her. Might I add, before you die, that Thorntail was not the only
other mentor Ive had aside from Sharpstar? Remember the monster that was
within me? Remember the power of my cursed scar? Remember the several deaths
you had to clean up, just because you made the mistake of scratching my scar?
Rainfur watched as Shadows eyes grew wider, the fear feeding on Rainfurs anger.
He gripped tightly, making Shadow whimpered.
I thought you would remember, said Rainfur. His name, one that I gave him, is
Jactur. It means sacrifice, something Ive come to know over the past eight
seasons. Jactur lives within me, training me. Ive come to know his power, his
strength, and his intelligence. I am stronger, I am faster, and I am smarter. So next
time you want to make me angry, please remember this. Shadow seemed relieved,
probably thinking that Rainfur would let him go.
Rainfur stood up straighter, though not once did he let go of Shadow even the
slightest. The black tom beneath him looked at Rainfur, his eyes wide with
surprise.
Y-youre going to let me go now, arent you? asked Shadow, his voice showing
his fear. Youre going to let me flee, right? I dont want to fight you! I dont want
to kill you! Let me go!
Why should I? asked Rainfur, his eyes filling with darkness. You killed
Snowstorm. You nearly killed my first mentor. You have scarred my life forever,
and yet you expect me to leave you in peace? Shadows eyes grew wide as Rainfur
gripped tighter.
No! Please! No! Ill leave you alone! I promise! Please! Plea Shadow was cut
off as Rainfur slit his throat, his stomach lurching as he saw the light leave
Shadows eyes. Rainfur stepped off of Shadow, feeling as sick as he could as he
turned to the cats watching him.
For those of you wishing to fight me, please keep in mind that Ive changed,
Rainfur announced. Unless any of you rogues want to end like Shadow, please
leave. The rogues then backed away quickly, soon running back to ThunderClan.
ShadowClan cats were the only ones left, and each of them were quiet. Rainfur
stared at Nightstar, his heart beating quickly as he waited for someone to do
something. The rain was now coming down harder as the wind blew faster, and
each cat but Nightstar and Rainfur flinched as a long streak of lightning flickered
through the sky, thunder clashing after it.
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Is there a reason youve returned, Rainfur? asked Nightstar, his eyes looking
hopeful.
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I wish to join your Clan, Rainfur replied, leaving the ShadowClan Warriors
around him to whisper and murmur amongst themselves. I wish to help you in
your fight against ThunderClan. Nightstar seemed excited, but he was hiding it.
Why do you want to fight against ThunderClan? asked Nightstar. I know they
have exiled you, but
I am not here for revenge, Rainfur hissed. If I were, ShadowClan wouldnt exist
at this moment. I have come to kill Sharpstar. Nightstar tilted his head in
curiosity.
And why is that? asked the noble leader. Hes done nothing yet.
Nothing that you know of, at least, Rainfur muttered, his eyes narrowed darkly.
I know everything that has been going on at ThunderClan. The beatings, the pain,
and the deaths. I know everything. He plans to execute my kits, just because I am
the father. He plans to kill Robinwing, my mate, as well. I want him stopped. I
want him killed before something bad happens. Now that I have the power to do
it, I will.
And why do you need to join my Clan to do so? asked Nightstar.
I dont need to, but I want to, Rainfur told the elder leader. I remember the last
day I was here. I remember your welcome, and I wish to take the offer. If its still
available, that is. Nightstar sighed as he looked to his Warriors. All of them
looked uncertain, but Nightstar made the final decision.
I will let you join my Clan, said Nightstar. However, before I announce it to the
rest of ShadowClan, I must talk to my senior Warriors. They knew better than I do
sometimes, especially when hope is guiding me. Rainfur nodded in understanding
before sitting down and watching as Nightstar gathered his senior Warriors, talking
to them quietly.
Sweetclaw walked up to him with a bit of worry in her eyes, making Rainfur a bit
uncomfortable. However, she puffed out her chest and gathered her courage,
sitting next to him with bravery.
Sweetclaw was like Rainfurs apprentice. Hed taught her so many things, and she
listened so well. Sweetclaw had grown very smart since her trip to Daniels house,
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and had even become a better Warrior. This relationship was one that Rainfur was
proud to have.
You know, theres nothing to be afraid of, said Rainfur, still keeping watch on
Nightstar and his Warriors. Im still the same boring cat you claimed as your
brother eight moons ago.
Im not afraid, Sweetclaw snapped, a determined look in her eye. I am just
worried that Nightstar wont accept us.
You arent worried at all, Sweetclaw, Rainfur murmured. I can see it in your
eyes that youre afraid. Please dont be. Itll keep me sane for just a little while
longer.
Im just not used to seeing you so. . .so dark. . . Sweetclaw murmured, looking at
her paws. Youre like a mentor to me now, but when I see you like that, its so
scary. . . it just reminds me of when Jactur was out of control. . .
It wont happen again, I promise, Rainfur soothed. Jactur is nicer now, and he
doesnt want to kill. Hes just a new friend that has actually taken the time to train
me to my needs. Sweetclaw sighed, looking up to him with her blue eyes.
How am I supposed to know that? asked Sweetclaw. Ive never even met him.
Rainfur sighed, dropping the subject quickly. He didnt want to talk about it, but he
didnt want Sweetclaw to be afraid either.
You know you can actually show me to people, right? Asked Jactur, sounding quite bored.
No! I didnt! Rainfur hissed. How?
Well, theres two ways, actually, said Jactur. The first one, the easiest, is to just let me take
control completely and merely talk to the people you want me to talk to. Of course, our scar would
glow and our eyes would be dark blue, so Id suggest doing it privately if you so ever wish. The
second way is to actually bring them into our mind. When theyre asleep is when theyre the best to
get. Just make sure to tell them that it isnt just a dream.
Youre telling me this now? asked Rainfur.
You never seemed to have interest in it, so I never told you, said Jactur simply. You see, with
me, you must ask before I give.
Right, said Rainfur. So I was supposed to ask before I gave you a name? Jactur stayed quiet
after that, but luckily for Rainfur, Nightstar was done talking to his Warriors.
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Rainfur stood as Nightstar walked over to him, flanked by four other Warriors. He
stood tall, hoping to give a confident effect. It was quiet for only a few moments
before Nightstar spoke.
My Warriors want you to prove that the monster within you has been
demolished, Nightstar told him, a frown on his face. Rainfur shook his head.
It has not been demolished, Rainfur told them. However, I have learned to
control it so that, even if my scar is scratched, I wont go mouse-brained. Ill give
you proof, just be patient. This takes time, as I have not mastered it yet.
Rainfur concentrated hard, asking Jactur for his physical traits. They came after a
few moments, leaving Rainfurs coat opposite coloured and his eyes dark blue as
well as his scar a light yellow. The cats around him gasped with fear as he opened
his eyes, leaving them all shocked and scared. However, he sat there, waiting for a
question.
How do we know you arent the monster who killed Ravenstar? asked a cat
behind Nightstar.
Would you really like to know? asked Rainfur. The cats around him murmured
and whispered, but he knew the final answer. He sighed before letting Jactur have
the ability to talk to the cats around him.
Ask Jactur, the one you called a monster, any question youd like, Rainfur told
them, his expressionless eyes turning to Nightstar. Hell answer when Im in this
state. It was quiet for a few moments. No one wanted to know what Ravenstars
murder was like. No one was brave enough to ask.
Why did you kill Ravenstar? asked Nightstar, his voice showing weakness,
though Rainfur knew he was trying to hide it.
Well, first of all, I wasnt exactly controlled at that point, which you can blame
Rainfur for, Jactur responded, his voice still demonic, though somehow a bit less
intimidating. Second, he was about spill some very important information to
Rainfur. This information would not have been good for him to hear at that
moment, and is still not good for him or you cats. Nightstar growled lowly.
You talk as if youre a normal cat, said Nightstar.
Well I am, really, Jactur responded. I mean, think about it. I am the monster of
Rainfurs memories. So, whatever memory Rainfur just happens to have in his
head, I will be like that. Right now, he is thinking of absolutely nothing, so I will
do what I please.
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So why arent you making him go insane? asked Nightstar, pushing it a bit too
far. Jactur hissed slightly, a bit annoyed it seemed like.
Okay, look, Im not just some murderer, Jactur growled. Im as good and clean
as Rainfur, but because he hadnt realised what I was, he didnt know how to
connect with me. When he finally gave me the name Jactur, I trained him. Now
he is as fast, as smart, and as strong as you saw me the night I killed Ravenstar.
Everyone suddenly became very tense and worried. They were alert now, as if
waiting for Rainfur to attack them at any moment. This isnt going as well as Id hoped.
Well of course not, Jactur hissed. these moue-brains cant tell a seed from a
bird. I mean, dont you think that, if Rainfur actually wanted to kill you, that hed
have killed you already? I know you heard himhe wants to join your Clan. He
wants to help you kill that jerk of a leader so that you and your sorry butts can live
free again. Get the picture? He trained with me, gave me a name, and even forgot
about his brothers just so he could come over here and kill that demon that has
threatened his family. You guys must have the brain of a poppy seed if you think
that Rainfur here is going to kill you.
Silence.
The rain continued to poor down, leaving the ground beneath them muddy and
sticky. The thunder was the only other thing to be heard, following the light blue
lighting in the sky. Everyone was shocked at how much sense that Jactur made,
making Rainfur quite proud.
There was murmuring behind Nightstar, but Rainfur knew that the wise leader had
already made up his mind. He was happy that Nightstar was one of the wisest
leaders, for Rainfur would need this wisdom in the final battle, something that was
approaching them quickly.
Your strength shall come in handy when we are ready to attack ThunderClan,
Nightstar told him. You shall be welcomed as a full Warrior of ShadowClan, and
no one shall treat you differently. You are our only hope, Rainfur. I pray to
StarClan that you know what youre doing. Rainfur dipped his head respectively
before watching as Nightstar led his Clan toward their camp.
Rainfur trailed behind the Clan, knowing that it would be better to start off as just
a normal new Warrior, who almost always stayed behind the group. Sweetclaw was
right there with him, a joyful smile on her face.
Im not afraid anymore, Rainfur, said Sweetclaw cheerfully. Jactur is really you,
and he actually defended you. Any friend of yours is mine. I trust him now.
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Rainfur nodded, finally noticing that he had turned back into his normal self with
lightning blue eyes and a black scar.
At least now Rainfur was somewhere close to home. All he needed to now was
gain authority in ShadowClan before finally planning out a battle, something he
wasnt looking forward to.
*
By the time they arrived at ShadowClans camp, it was nearly nightfall. Nightstar
had ordered everyone to bring the wounded and dead, if there were any. It seemed
ShadowClan was doing fine on its own when the rogues attacked, but Rainfur was
still glad he got to kill Shadow. It was like revenge for Ravenstar almost, but it also
satisfied Rainfurs need to use his power, something hed been feeling for awhile.
When Rainfur made his way into their camp, he heard several gasps and whispers.
They all looked at him with uncertainty, and the fear in their eyes was
unmistakable. Rainfurs stomach lurched, the feeling of being exiled once again
returning.
You arent supposed to be here! hissed a young she-cat from the front of the
crowd. Sharpstar, Nightstar, Bravestar and Rosestar exiled you! You dont belong
in this forest! Rainfurs eyes narrowed, baring his teeth a little.
Nightstar has let me join for reasons of his own, Rainfur hissed, making the
young Warrior cower a bit. If you want to know why Im here, talk to him.
Rainfur then turned around and followed Nightstar, knowing perfectly well that
the noble leader was going to gather a Clan meeting.
Rainfur! Nightstar called, making him go faster. When he stood in front of the
ShadowClan leader, he tilted his head with confusion.
Do you think you could prove to everyone that youre insanity is controlled?
asked Nightstar, a worried look in his eye. I can do some stuff, but I cant prove
to them that youre safe. All of them remember that fire, and they wont forget it. I
doubt any of the cats in this forest will.
I dont expect them to, Rainfur muttered, making Nightstar a bit confused. I
dont care if they dont like me, only that they accept me as someone else to help in
the battle against Sharpstar. Rosestar and her Clan wont agree, but Bravestar and
his Clan will. They know me well, having met me several times over. Nightstar
nodded, a warm smile on his face.
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Youve answered more than a few questions that Ive had, he told Rainfur before
jumping onto the Highrock. He had just noticed that everyone was already
gathered, and that they were still yelling out accusations against Rainfur.
Quiet! hissed Nightstar, his eyes narrowed. When the last cat grew silent, the
noble leader began. I know that you disagree with Rainfurs presence, but it must
be done. Hes the only way we can get to Sharpstar, and end this war against
ownership toward the territory.
How can he help us? yelled a black tom from below.
Yeah! Another tom agreed. The only thing he can do is kill us! Hell go mouse-
brained and then kill us all before getting to Sharpstar! Nightstar hissed in
warning, his tail flicking in annoyance.
Rainfur has told me that he has learned to control the insanity you saw a half
moon ago, Nightstar told them, making whispers begin. Hes told me that he
now has the strength to kill Sharpstar. Rainfur, if you wouldnt mind. . . Rainfur
nodded before standing and looking at the others.
He concentrated once again and showed them his dark blue eyes and glowing
yellow scar. Everyone gasped and took a few steps back, each of them thinking
that Rainfur was going to attack at any moment. He hissed, unable to hide his
anger.
That. . .that doesnt prove anything! yelled a she-cat, probably a queen.
What do you mean? asked Rainfur, looking quite angry. This was how you saw
me last time, but I had already killed by that point. Im perfectly fine at the
moment though, so what else do I have to prove?
How do we know you arent just faking it? asked another she-cat, her amber eyes
narrowed. How do we know youre not holding back? Rainfur hissed, baring his
teeth once again.
He ran up to her, making her gasp in shock as she lost him. Rainfur gave a small
hiss, alerting her. She turned around, her eyes as wide as the silver moon.
I am as quick as a cheetah, said Rainfur, surprising her again. He quickly
unbalanced her and held her there, and though she tried to struggle, it was barely
noticeable. I have the strength of a fox. Rainfur then got off of her, surprising
everyone. He looked back to her after she stood up, a bit of worry in his eyes. I
have the intelligent of the Stars above us, and yet I dont kill you. Dont you think
thats proof? Doesnt that tell you right then and there that I am safe enough to
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live in the Warriors den? I didnt come here to kill you, I came here to destroy that
monster leading my home Clan. I will leave as soon as I do, for that is the only
revenge I want.
Why is it that you want to kill Sharpstar? asked a strong looking tom that was
standing near the shocked. He looked quite mad, but Rainfur didnt care.
As my past mentor, he wasnt that nice to me, but I just thought he was grumpy,
Rainfur hissed. But no, he was using me. At any possible moment he could, he
was going to try and kill me. I stood in the way of his leadership, and I therefore
needed to be killed. Those rogues that attacked you were called out by Sharpstar,
leading me to believe that this has been going on further than either you and I can
guess. He has betrayed me. He has betrayed this Forest.
That isnt all of it though, Rainfur continued. I know what he has done to my
Clan-mates. He killed Yelloweye just because he wasnt Clan born. He has treated
my mate as if she were a prisoner, and my kits. . .my kits are to be executed the
moment they are born. All because I, an insane, yet powerful loner, is their father.
I want revenge, and I want it now. Hes done too much to me for forgiveness. He
had a chance to right his mistakes, but he didnt, and he will pay. I know what he
has done to ShadowClan, and I will fix that. I will destroy that monster, and I will
bring the light back into this forest, even if I am to be exiled afterword. This is my
home, and the last thing I want to do is see it destroyed by a traitor.
Silence.
No one spoke. They were too shocked by what they were hearing, and surprised at
how much anger Rainfur had. His tail was lashing with anger, his teeth were bared,
and the fury flashed through his eyes like a flame. He knew he must have looked
scary, which was probably another reason no one said anything, but he didnt care.
Whoa there, Rainey, Jactur told him. Dont want to kill someone, do you?
I do in fact want to kill someone, but hes not here right now, so thank you, Rainfur
murmured. Ill calm down now.
Good, I was getting worried there, said Jactur.
One more thing, said Rainfur.
What? asked Jactur curiously.
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Dont ever call me Rainey again, or I will physically go inside my mind and kill you, Rainfur
warned, making Jactur quiet. Rainfur smirked as he returned to his normal state
with lightning blue eyes and a black scar.
I think Rainfur has proven his belonging, Nightstar told his Clan, getting their
attention. Let him sleep in
Blackfrost is dead! a small apprentice suddenly yelled as she rushed into camp,
wide-eyes and filled with shock. The Clan gasped as they looked over at her, very
confused.
What do you mean? asked Nightstar, standing with worry in his eyes.
The rogues! They attacked us! the slim she-cat told them. H-he took me out for
some training since I asked and neither of us were injured. We were doing fine
untiluntil they attacked! It was so quick, and when they left they told me
something about revenge and II didnt know what to do. I
Why would revenge have anything to do with it? asked Nightstar.
II dont know! the she-cat whimpered. He just said that because we killed
their leader, they killed ours. They left so quickly. . .I didnt know what to do. .
.they were so fast. . . Nightstar looked to his senior Warriors.
Pineshade, Snakeheart, and Blackpetal, please go and re-mark the borders,
Nightstar ordered. Scorchspot and Tinyear, please come with me to find
Blackfrosts body and bring it back to camp. Featherpaw, said Nightstar, looking
to the small she-cat that was still breathing heavily at the camp entrance. Are you
well enough to lead them? Featherpaw nodded before leading the two young
Warriors, leaving the rest of the Clan to panic.
Nightstar jumped off of the Highrock, looking a little shaken. Rainfur looked at
him, trying to find out what the leader was thinking about. However, he just ended
up asking.
Are you okay? asked Rainfur curiously. Is there a reason you dont look
saddened over Blackfrosts death? Nightstar shook his head.
Im fine, just hiding the worry, Nightstar murmured. Blackfrost was my deputy,
and with him gone, how am I going to make the right choices?
Just trust yourself, Rainfur said warmly, giving a soothing smile. You cant rely
on anyone but yourself sometimes. Trust me, Im a loner. Nightstar smiled in
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response before running off and joining his patrol, calming the Clan down a bit.
Rainfur stood right there, his mind thinking much more than he was used to.
Blackfrost is dead, and he was the deputy of ShadowClan, Rainfur thought. Nightstar only
has three lives left if I remember, and if thats the case, were screwed. He cant just pick any
random Warrior to become his deputy. If he does, ShadowClan is no better off than becoming
rogues.
You know, you make things way too completing, Jactur commented. I mean really, do you
think a cat as old as Nighty over there will choose someone less than worthy to lead his Clan?
I guess not, Rainfur murmured. And whats with all the name calling?
I dont know, said Jactur truthfully. Must just be the mood Im in. Strange.
Who are you? someone asked behind him. Rainfur turned around to see a very
strange cat, someone he knew by the name of the Odd One.
This tom was only six moons old, barely. He had long chocolate brown fur that
put a bit of elegance to him. He also had white splotches, one that even looked like
a crescent moon on his left shoulder. He had pine coloured green eyes that were
narrowed confusingly at Rainfur.
Er, Rainfur, Rainfur replied. Whats your name? the small tom sighed.
Im not sure, he answered. I mean, I had a name, but then I sorta forgot it.
Now everyone just calls me the Odd One because I talk about strange things. Its
not my fault I know so much about Twolegs. By the way, you look vaguely familiar.
. .
Hmm, thats strange, said Rainfur. I came from the Twoleg place as well, and
thats sorta why Im so well known. Maybe you saw me a little while back? Like I
said, I came from a Twoleg place.
Maybe. . . the Odd One whispered. Are you that cat everyone keeps talking
about? The one who got exiled for killing a leader? Rainfur shrugged.
More or less, he answered. Lets just say Ive controlled that will to kill, and is
just visiting long enough to kill Sharpstar. Thats it. The Odd One shrugged
before walking away, looking quite tired. Rainfur, however, stood there, watching
the small kit.
Impossible. . .Rainfur thought, his eyes wide.
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Apparently not, Jactur hissed. Now focus! If you lose your mind again you might not be able to
control it, and then were in for some trouble. . .
I know, I know, Rainfur replied, looking away. Its just that. . .well, you saw.
Yeah, I did, and frankly, I think youre wrong, Jactur growled. Now can we get on with it?
Rainfur rolled his eyes before finding out that Nightstar had returned with that cat
called Scorchspot dragging Blackfrosts body gently into the heart of camp. A
ginger she-cat shrieked with grief, running up to her dead mate.
Whats wrong with daddy? asked a small brown tom. It was a kit, and behind it
was a dark ginger she-kit, and behind that was a dark brown tabby tom. All of
them went over to see Blackfrost.
Mamma? Why is he sleeping? asked the small ginger she-cat. Why wont he
wake up?
Im sorry, sweethearts. . . the ginger she-cat, who was obviously their mother,
cried. Your father. . .he wont be waking up. He has to move, you see. . . h-he has
to g-go to the stars.
But why? cried the small tabby tom. Why cant he stay here with us? Doesnt he
love us?
Of course he does, Tigerkit, their mother whimpered. B-but StarClan is calling
him. . . h-he must go. . .
But
No buts, Mudkit, an older queen muttered. Now all three of you must come
here. Leave your mother alone, for she needs to be with your father for a few more
minutes.
Cant we just
Go, Rosekit, ordered the queen. Or shall I call the Odd One? The kits eyes
widened before running back into the nursery, making the elder queen smirk with
accomplishment.
Blackfrost was a noble Warrior, and a wonderful deputy, Nightstar called from
the highrock. Everyone looked up to him, just now aware that he was up there.
However, as moonhigh approaches, I must choose a cat to fill his place.
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Everyone was quiet as they waited for the answer, even Rainfur. He wanted to
know if Nightstar was making a reasonable choice. He wanted to make sure that
Nightstar wasnt being a mouse-brain.
I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirit of Blackfrost may hear and
approve my choice, Nightstar called. The new deputy of ShadowClan will be
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The new deputy of ShadowClan will be Rainfur.
Rainfurs eyes grew wide, and he stood there with shock as ShadowClan called out
in protest. They all refused, and Rainfur actually agreed. He wasnt ready to be
deputy yetnot only was he only eleven moons old, he hadnt even become a
mentor!
You must be joking! a young tom yelled.
Thats outrageous! a she-cat hissed.
You cant do this! yowled an elder Warrior. He isnt experienced! Hes only
eleven moons old!
I understand that this is sudden and mouse-brained, Nightstar told them,
standing tall. However, I feel that it needs to happen, only for now. He is smart,
as I have figured out, and he is strong, as you have all seen. He may become a
loner after the fight, and if that is the case, then Ill let him go and choose another
deputy. Its as simple as that.
Its not that easy, Nightstar, growled the elder Warrior. Ive been in this Clan
many moons, and not once have I seen such a foolish act. Have you no common
sense? He has not yet even had an apprentice! How will StarClan react?
He trained me! Sweetclaw suddenly yelled. It may have been only a moon, but
he trained me to know the ways of the Twolegs, and many other life lessons!
Did he teach you how hunt? asked the elder Warrior, narrowing his eyes. Did
he teach you how to fight, or to even understand the Warrior code? Sweetclaw
shook her head, but she wasnt afraid. She was furious.
No, but he did give me a Warrior name, Sweetclaw growled. Sweetclaw is my
new name. The elder Warrior snorted with laughter.
Oh, so did he pretend to be Rainstar of ThunderClan? the elder Warrior hissed.
He may have given you a name, but officially, you are still an apprentice.
Sweetclaw growled lowly for warning.
That isnt true, Sweetclaw hissed. StarClan told him that they approved, and I
saw it. If you want proof, go ask them. The elder Warrior growled.
Dont talk about our Warrior ancestors that way! the elder Warrior hissed. If
you claim yourself a Warrior, then you must act like one! Sweetclaw hissed.
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Snakeheart, Sweetclaw is actually a Warrior, Nightstar interrupted. StarClan told

me, just a half-moon ago, actually. Snakeheart, the elder Warrior, tilting his head
with confusion.
What are you saying? asked Snakeheart. Rainfur was surprised as well, for he was
looking at the noble leader in confusion.
Days ago, Shadowstar himself told me, Nightstar explained, sitting on the
Highrock with a proud expression. It was hiding something else, but he wasnt
lying. Nightstar was telling the truth. He told me that Rainfur had given
Sweetclaw a name, and they approved. Snakeheart narrowed his eyes with
irritation, his tail lashing.
Fine, Sweetclaw is a Warrior, Snakeheart hissed. That still doesnt prove to
anyone that Rainfur is supposed to be your new deputy.
Actually, StarClan sent me a dream about that as well, Nightstar told him. Our
Clan was dying, and I was the only one left, the only thing I could see was fire. A
smokey figure came, and then everything was normal. Do you call that proof?
StarClan told me Rainfur was going to return, and according to that dream, he will
help us all.
Is that why you want to appoint him deputy? asked Snakeheart. Are you mouse-
brained? Rainfur may save the Clans, but he doesnt need to be deputy to do it!
Wheres the rule against it? asked Nightstar his eyes narrowed. Rainfur could tell
the noble leader was getting irritated, but usually a leader would control his
emotions a bit better than this. Were Snakeheart and Nightstar related?
He hasnt had an apprentice! Snakeheart pointed out. The Warrior code clearly
states
We will give the Odd One an apprentice name and let Rainfur train him,
Nightstar growled. Its been done before, and as Sweetclaw said, Rainfur taught
her well. Is there anything wrong now? Snakeheart wanted to find an excuse, but
he couldnt, leaving Rainfur shocked. Not once in his life did he think to be
deputy, let alone one in ShadowClan.
Right then, said Nightstar proudly, turning his attention to the rest of the Clan.
For today, Snakeheart will take over the deputy duties to let Rainfur settle in and
bond with his new apprentice. Tomorrow, however, will be the day you will listen
to him, understood? There were murmurs of agreement before Nightstar nodded
in dismissal while jumping off of the Highrock.
Rainfur sat there, shocked yet somehow grateful. This would move the trusting
process along with ShadowClan, and the sooner he did that the sooner theyd be
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able to attack ThunderClan withhopefullyRiverClan at their side. For once in

his life, he was getting lucky.
Well thisll be interesting, said Jactur. Youve never really ordered a whole group of cats around
before.
Yeah, and I was hoping Id never have to, Rainfur hissed. I guess Ill just have to get used to it.
Rainfur, said Nightstar, walking up to him. I know that it is unfair not to give
the Odd One a normal ceremony, but unfortunately, I dont have the time. I want
you to name him, to give you some bonding time. The faster you trust each other,
the faster training will be.
You want me to name him? asked Rainfur, clearly surprised.
Its not that hard, Nightstar told him before running off toward his den. Rainfur
rolled his eyes before turning around, finding the Odd One right behind him.
Er, hi, Rainfur murmured.
What ridiculous name are you going to give me now? asked the Odd One, his
green eyes narrowed. Rainfur shrugged.
I hadnt really thought of anything, said Rainfur truthfully. I named Sweetclaw,
but it wasnt as hard. I guess I named Duskkit. . .I dont know, maybe he was easier
for some reason.
So, are you going to name me or not? the Odd One snapped. It seems you
dont have all year, with being the new deputy. Rainfur narrowed his eyes, his ears
pinning back to his head.
Would you like to be called Oddpaw? Rainfur hissed, making the Odd One roll
his eyes. Rainfur thought seriously after that, trying to remember his realization. He
also remembered that he was going to be training this apprentice, so he had to
name him something. . .unique.
Dirtpaw? Maybe, but it sounds like a medicine cat name. Treepaw? Ive never heard that before,
but I guess it could work. Emeraldpaw? Wait, cats wont know what that is. Plus, it sounds too
girly. What about Brownpaw? Nah, too boring. Flamepaw? Hes not orange though. .
.Rubblepaw? Nope. Hes not grey. Why is this so hard?
Rainfur thought for several moments before deciding on Treepaw, only he was
disappointed that he couldnt find anything better. He thought it only signified his
chocolate brown coat, not the white part or his eyes. Then he thought of storms
remembering that it could be any colour, really. A storm could be white, as well as
brown when it tears up the ground.
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Stormpaw didnt sound like a bad name, actually, and it fit the toms personality
perfectly. Storms were things that quenched fire, in Rainfurs point of view, and
really, the Odd One was keeping ShadowClan from exiling him again. Plus, he
seemed to have a sharp attitudewhich could signify the fierceness of a storm.
Would Stormpaw be a good name? asked Rainfur. At first the Odd One
narrowed his dark green eyes with anger, but then he thought about it. After a few
moments, he shrugged.
I guess its better than The Odd One. . . the small apprentice muttered, making
Rainfur smile.
Good, said Rainfur. You dont have to do anything today, mainly because they
let me get the day off. However, tomorrow, be prepared to get up early. I still need
to organize patrols let alone find out where the territory is. Youll be with me in the
dawn patrol, understood? Stormpaw just walked off, giving nothing in response.
Rainfur watched him leave before rolling his eyes and making his way toward the
medicine den. He had a few wounds that had scabbed over, and he wanted to
make sure that they werent infected. Usually he knew, but at the moment, his head
was too full to recognize such things.
When Rainfur entered the den, he found that it was much larger than the
ThunderClan medicine den. He would know, having had many injuries due to
Jactur. The den seemed empty, leaving him disappointed again.
Just come back later, Jactur hissed. Im bored!
Go get a life, Rainfur muttered, turning around.
I cant! Im stuck in here with boring ol you! Jactur pointed out. Cant you just explore or
something? Itll help you with your hunting!
I need to stay here and rest, Rainfur growled. Well explore tomorrow, I promise.
But cant you just
No! Rainfur hissed aloud, unaware that he was getting angry. As he yelled this, a
high pitched gasp was heard behind him, making him turn around. In front of
Rainfur was a cowering little ginger she-cat, one who looked small for her age.
Are you here to hurt me? asked the she-cat.
What? No! Rainfur insisted, looking worried. I was justuh. . .nothing. It was
nothing. I just came in here to get checked over. You see. . .Ive been on the run
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for quite some time now, and with training and returning here without letting out
my full ability is quite hard
Full ability? asked the she-cat, looking more curious than afraid now. Do you
mean you can be stronger than you showed us? Maybe even faster?
Thats what Im thinking, Rainfur replied, trying to figure out the she-cat. She
was scared, and now she looked curious. Did she know something he didnt?
After a few moments of silence, the small she-cat stood up and walked around
him, looking at his scabbed wounds. She looked very curious as to how he got
them, but she never said a word. She just looked.
Erwhats your name? asked Rainfur, feeling uncomfortable with her just
looking at him.
Poppyheart, she answered smoothly. Im very surprised you asked, actually.
Nobody really likes me. Rainfur faced her before sitting down, his head tilted to
the side with curiosity.
Mind my asking, but do you know why? asked Rainfur. Poppyheart nodded.
Nobody knows where I came from, she replied, her head lowered. I was six
moons old when I arrived, and I was beaten and broken. I could hardly move, and
I felt ready to die. Rainfur rolled his eyes.
I know the feeling, he replied sourly. Poppyheart tilted her head.
You do? she asked curiously.
Long story, said Rainfur simply. Continue with yours first.
Well, after I came, Nightstar told me I could stay, seeing as I didnt remember
anything but the pain, Poppyheart explained, her head low. Ever since then, Ive
stayed in this den, just waiting to heal physically, and mentally as well. I never did,
and because I learned so much while I was in here, I became the new medicine cat
after the other died. Nobody has really accepted me, though I have had a few
friends.
Well that sounds familiar, Rainfur muttered. Though I guess my outcome was a
bit better, wasnt it? Poppyheart looked at him with a confused look in her eye, as
if she were surprised.
You experienced the same as me? asked Poppyheart. How could that be? You
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That wasnt the point of what I just said, Rainfur interrupted her. Just dont
worry about it, and move on. Who cares if everyone distrusts you? Find the few
cats who dont and stick with them. Itll help in the end. It was quiet as
Poppyheart tried to figure out what he meant. Rainfur left silently, smiling at his
wisdom. Something had definitely changed when he accepted Jactur as himself, but
he was still himself.


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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Psst, whispered a distant voice, all while Rainfur felt a nudge on his shoulder.
Psst!
What? asked Rainfur, opening his eyes. After adjusting his sight to the light, he
sat up, quite confused. At first, he had no idea where he was, but then he
remembered the day before. He was deputy, and he had a duty to perform.
Sorry I had to wake you so early, Poppyheart murmured, sitting next to him. I
was noticing the senior Warriors wake, and I know they want to see if youll get up
just as early. Rainfur nodded in response, knowing full well that the elder
Warriors would test him.
Yeah, I know, Rainfur sighed. I just hope I dont screw up.
With that final word, Rainfur stood and walked out of the medicine den. Hed
decided to sleep there after receiving some nasty glares from the Warriors who
stated that he did not belong in their den. Feeling quite capable of moving, Rainfur
listened to them. They had every right to hate him, so for now, he would listen to
them.
As Rainfur made his appearance, the four elder Warriors glared at him, seeming to
find something wrong. It was before dawn, and they expected him to be up? After
reminding himself once again that he was a deputy now, he gave a respectful bow
to the Warriors before reaching the fresh-kill pile.
He wolfed down a mouse quickly, knowing that he would be yelled at if he took
more than his share. Rainfur told his hungry stomach that he would hunt later, but
for now, he had patrols to set up. This was going to be one of the hardest parts,
having no idea who was who.
As expected, the other Warriors woke up early as well. They were all eagerly
awaiting Rainfurs orders as they crowded him, trying to test him again. They
wanted to know how he did under pressure, which was quite alright to Rainfur.
At first he shied away, but then he reminded himself that he needed to be strong
for Robinwing and his kits. Rainfur stood tall, seeming to challenge any cat who
tested him. They all took two steps back before awaiting their orders, making
Rainfur smile.
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This is going to be hard since I dont your names, Rainfur wondered aloud.
Dont worry, though. Ill manage without the introductions. A small apprentice
suddenly jumped up to him, looking curious. He was around eight moons old, and
quite tiny for his age.
How are you going to do that? the apprentice asked, his amber eyes looking at
Rainfur with curiosity. You need to know the names and the cats to know who to
call out for the patrols. Rainfur smiled.
What is your name, young one? asked Rainfur.
We have no time for introductions! hissed Snakeheart, his eyes flaring with
anger. You said that yourself. Rainfur looked to the elder Warrior, still smiling.
This apprentice asked me a question, and I shall answer it, said Rainfur simply.
He is young, and needs to understand things like organizing patrols, for a cat like
him might actually need to know these things in the future. The introduction is
polite, something I hope all of you have learned by now.
A few cats murmured, but none of them said a word. They were trying to figure
Rainfur out, and to do that they needed to stay silent. Rainfur smiled as he realised
how much intelligence hed gained from giving Jactur a name, something he
wouldnt ever regret.
My name is Owlpaw, the dark ginger tom replied. Can you answer my question
now? Rainfur raised his eyebrows at the apprentice, quite surprised that he was
talking like that.
Ah, patients, young Owlpaw, Rainfur murmured, cursing at himself for sounding
like an elder. That is one thing a Warrior must master before gaining his full
name. Now, to answer your question, I will need your full attention. Owlpaw
tilted his head with surprise as Rainfur walked over to a massive looking tom, one
that looked like he could fight several cats at once.
We are at war right now, Owlpaw, said Rainfur, looking quite serious now.
That means that the patrols near the ThunderClan border must be strong. Like
this tom here, Rainfur said, flicking his tail toward the cat he was near. However,
strength only gets a cat so far. For instance, if a cat were to use its strength against
another strong cat that is equal to him, they would be fighting for a long time. So,
filling a ThunderClan border patrol with strong cats may not be such a great idea.
Owlpaw seemed to be following, his eyes wide with amazement.
With this information, I know that I must choose a cat thinner and quicker, such
as Snakeheart, Rainfur continued. Having those two cats alone will be powerful
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enough to take on ThunderClan Warriors. I must keep in mind, however, that

there may be several cats on the ThunderClan patrol they meet, and thus they
would be dead in seconds. I must add four more cats that are either very strong
and very fast, or the equal in both disciplines. This is a large number of cats on a
patrol, but with a fight just waiting to happen, its best to create large patrols.
What if it was a RiverClan border patrol? asked Owlpaw curiously, engrossed in
the conversation.
That would be different, Rainfur told him. You see, Im hoping RiverClan will
help us in this war, but I am not yet sure. Because of this, I will first make sure I
send out only four cats. That is a low enough number to show them that it is not a
threat, yet a high enough number to show them that we are not weak. If I equal the
strength and speed, I will create a perfect patrol, therefore urging RiverClan to join
us as they know we are strong and loyal to the Warrior code.
Wow! said Owlpaw. Clans can tell that much from patrols? Thats amazing! I
thought Deputies were just second in command, but now I feel they are very
smart! Thanks for telling me, Rainfur!
Youre welcome, said Rainfur, chuckling slightly. Now, Ive got to organize
more patrols. Can you wake up Stormpaw for me, though? Im putting him on the
dawn patrol with me. Owlpaw bobbed his up and down before bouncing off,
leaving Rainfur to finish.
Rainfur continued creating patrols, making enough hunting and border patrols for
the day, feeling quite proud of himself when he finished. Stormpaw had joined him
around seven minutes after Owlpaw went to go awake him, leaving Rainfur to look
at him when he got the time.
I see youre awake, said Rainfur. Ready to get a look of the territory?
No, Stormpaw muttered. I hate this place. I didnt even have a choice to live
here. Rainfur tilted his head in curiosity.
What do you mean by that? asked Rainfur. They didnt take you prisoner or
anything. Nightstar wouldnt do that to a kit your size. Stormpaw scoffed.
I was found somewhere near the ThunderClan border by a large patrol,
Stormpaw hissed. They took me in, got me healthy, and then refused to let me be
an apprentice or even give me a name. I was just a cat to them, just another mouth
to feed. Theyre idiots, in my opinion. This whole operation is.
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You remind Nightstar of me, Rainfur growled, narrowing his eye. With the
damage I caused within the Clans, he didnt want to take his chances. Now that
Ive trained the chaos within me, he knows its safe to make you an apprentice.
Rainfur growled, making Stormpaw rolled his eyes.
Oh, and dont you ever talk about how stupid these cats are, Rainfur hissed.
They are smarter than you will ever be thus you keep acting like this. I have
become much smarter and much more aware of myself since Ive come to the
Clans.
What are you talking about? asked Stormpaw, looking confused and angry.
I was depressed and lonely when I came to the Clans, Rainfur growled. When I
made friends and allowed myself to open up to others, I became aware of why I
need to live. I was ready to die, and I was supposed to, but because Ive found
love, I will stay. Stormpaw rolled his eyes.
As if you know what its like to be ready to die! Stormpaw hissed. If it werent
for these stupid Clan cats, Id be dead, which is where I wanted to be in the first
place! Rainfur growled with anger before realizing how loud they were getting.
Luckily for them, there was no cat around to hear them.
Before thinking that youre the cat whos in the most pain, try and find out more
about me, Rainfur hissed. Look around you before just assuming that you are
the one who needs sympathy. It may help erase the brat you are. Stormpaw
narrowed his eyes in fury, clearly challenging Rainfur. After turning around,
Rainfur flicked his tail toward the dawn patrol that was almost leaving.
Lets go before they leave us, Rainfur growled. Or do you want to stay here and
continue to be the Odd One? Rainfur heard the bratty apprentice follow him,
smirking as he did.
Rainfur smiled to his patrol before nodding to the patrol leader to start. He had
told the tom that he wasnt going to lead the patrol because he had no idea where
he was going. The patrol leader, who Rainfur still didnt know the name of, had
agreed and was now walking toward the camp entrance.
As they walked into ShadowClan territory, Rainfur noticed Stormpaw fall to the
back while he, Rainfur, was pushed to the front. A brown and white she-cat fell
beside him, smiling widely.
I thought the explanation to Owlpaw was quite interesting, the she-cat said
happily. Where did you learn all that stuff? Did that monster really teach you
that? Rainfur nodded.
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His name is Jactur, Rainfur reminded her.

Oh, right, said the she-cat. Speaking of names, my name is Tawnyfoot. Cats call
me hyper-active and crazy, but thats just me.
You certainly brighten up the mood, Rainfur mused. So who else is on this
patrol? Tawnyfoot gasped with happiness as he asked the question.
Well, the patrol leader is Treeleg, said Tawnyfoot, flicking her tail to the light
brown tabby tom in front of them. I think hes a big meany. He hates
Poppyheart, Stormpaw, and you because youre not Clan born. I dont like him
much, but hes a good fighter. I also believe hes a few moons younger than
Snakeheart and Nightstar, but I could be wrong.
Are they brothers? asked Rainfur.
Yep, Tawnyfoot replied.
That would explain Nightstars anger yesterday, Rainfur told her, feeling good
about knowing such good information.
Yeah, those two are always bickering, said Tawnyfoot. Anyways, the she-cat
behind us is Blackpetal. Shes the most loyal cat you could meet, though in some
ways, shes pretty scary. She doesnt trust many cats, so a glare is what youll get
from her at best. Then theres Stormpaw, you and myself. Did I miss anyone?
Rainfur shook his head.
Im really sorry about Blackfrost, Rainfur murmured, remembering as soon as he
heard Blackpetals name. Tawnyfoot lowered her head a bit before shrugging.
Its not that big a deal, said Tawnyfoot, the happy glint in her eye gone. I mean,
cats die every day, and theyre still with us, just in StarClan. Were in a war, and we
dont have time to mourn over our lost ones.
That was very bravely put, said Rainfur kindly, lighting up her face again.
The patrol walked toward the border that belonged to no one on the other side.
Rainfur had hoped to keep his return a secret from all of the Clans until the
gathering that was going to happen the next day. It would be safer, especially with
orders to kill him on sight from Sharpstar.
Wait! hissed Treeleg, making the patrol stop. Twolegs are near! Quick! Hide!
As the other patrol members hide behind a nearby bush, Rainfur followed with
confusion. They were scared of Twolegs?
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Stormpaw! Get over here! Treefoot hissed, watching as the brown and white
apprentice just stood there, looking very confused as to why they were hiding.
But why? asked Stormpaw. Those stupid kids wont hurt us at all as long as
were careful. Theyre too busy playing with their dog. Everyone in the patrol
aside from Rainfur narrowed their eyes with confusion.
Kids? asked Blackpetal. What are those animals?
Another word for Twoleg kit, Rainfur hissed, eying Stormpaw. Now get over
here. Im sure they wont hurt us, but we must take caution. Stormpaw walked
over and hid with them, knowing what Rainfur had said was basically a kind way of
saying, play along before I make you clean out the elders den for a moon.
Rainfur and the others watched carefully as the Twolegs talked outside their tents,
barbequing and playing with each other in the summer air. It was something
Rainfur remembered doing a lot with Daniel and Alfie when he was younger.
Why are their nests so small? asked Tawnyfoot. I thought they lived in huge
nests that had several rooms and were taller than the mountains!
Those nests are called tents, mouse-brain, Stormpaw growled. And theyre just
temporary. Theyll leave after summer is over. Rainfur quickly nipped Stormpaws
neck, making the small apprentice hiss with fury.
Shut up, Rainfur hissed lowly, too small for the others to hear.
Tents? Thats an odd name for a den, Tawnyfoot wondered aloud. I wonder
how they move the den. Its so huge! And whats summer?
Another word for green-leaf, Rainfur muttered. Now can we get moving? The
Twolegs arent going anywhere, and we need to keep moving before one of those
dogs scents us.
Too late.
A small brown puppy was coming over, straying from its owners as it followed the
scent of cats. It was coming closer and closer to the bush, and though it was small
for dog, it was too big for a cat to handle. Rainfur quickly tried to figure out how
to scare it. Puppies were naturally interested in everything, but if that something
attacked it, they would soak up the information like a sponge and never go to that
bush again.
As soon as Rainfur made up a plan, however, Stormpaw stepped out of the bush
and padded over to the dog, making everyone on the patrol gasp.
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Stormpaw, what are you doing? Tawnyfoot called after him.

Stormpaw, get over here this moment! Treeleg hissed.
StarClan, that apprentice is going to get himself killed, Blackpetal muttered.
Dont worry, he knows what hes doing, Rainfur growled, getting their attention.
Like me, hes had experience with dogs of all sizes, as well as with Twolegs, which
is why he knows so much. This particular dog is young, and will be easy to scare.
However, hes planning something else, I can see it in his eyes.
Stormpaw was looking the dog in the eye as it bounded up to him, its tongue out
and its tail wagging. As it reached Stormpaw, it tilted its head in confusion,
probably thinking, thats a strange looking dog. Stormpaw gave a play bow,
looking straight to the dog. The dog barked loudly, also going into a play bow.
Stormpaw jumped to the side, and the puppy followed. Stormpaw jumped to the
other side, and the puppy mimicked the move. This went on for a few more
minutes before Treeleg had had enough.
Im going to go get the mouse-brain before he kills himself, Treefoot hissed.
Nightstar wouldnt be happy if his apprentice got killed by a young dog. Rainfur
hissed in warning, dragging the impatient tom back.
Just wait, Rainfur growled. Hes doing something good. The puppy is barking
loudly, getting its Twolegs attention. See look, theyre calling it. Treeleg was quiet
as he listened to the small family call for its puppy, who licked Stormpaw once
before running back up the hill to its owners.
Stormpaw walked back, slimy and slobbery from the puppys lick. He did not look
happy, but the rest of the patrol still sniggered and laughed.
Whats so funny? Stormpaw snapped. Id like to see you all try and stand up to
a dog twice as big as yourselves! Rainfur smiled at Stormpaw, quite proud of his
apprentice.
Good job, Stormpaw, Rainfur told him. You managed to use your extra
intelligence to get the Twolegs attention. Good thinking. Stormpaw just glared at
Rainfur before looking away.
The rest of the patrol went quickly and quietly like Rainfur had wanted. He
memorized his surroundings, trying to do his best to look like he had authority, not
like a kit. This didnt exactly work, though, because he was so interested in
everything around him. ShadowClan was the only territory he hadnt figured out.
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By the time theyd returned to camp, the rest of the Clan was waiting. They seemed
curious as to how it went, knowing very well that Twolegs were near the territory
they went by.
Any news? asked Nightstar, padding over with a look of pride on his face.
Rainfur shook his head.
Nothing very important, Rainfur responded. We had a bit of trouble with a dog
that had wondered off, but thanks to Stormpaw, no one was hurt. The Twolegs
seem to be keeping out of the territory, and no rogues or loners were scented.
Nightstar nodded.
Looks like your apprentice is smarter than I originally thought, Nightstar told
him. Great work. I announced the gathering patrol just a few moments ago. You
and Stormpaw are joining us tonight, along with Blackpetal, Tawnyfoot,
Snakeheart, Stripeclaw, Scorchspot, Sweetclaw, Poppyheart, Featherpaw, and
Runningpaw. You might want to rest until then. Rainfur nodded.
I shall do so, said Rainfur before turning around. He walked toward Sweetclaw,
who seemed to be playing with Mudkit, Rosekit, and Tigerkit. He sat and watched,
smiling as he saw Sweetclaw trying to teach them the hunting crouch.
You see, thats all you have to do, Sweetclaw was saying, crouching low to the
ground. If you do it correctly, youll be the best hunters in the Clan!
Well be as good as daddy! Mudkit exclaimed. The other two agreed before they
found Rainfur sitting there. Their faces lit up as they bounded over to him, their
small bodies quite fast for their age.
Hey, youre that new cat, arent you? asked Mudkit, his small brown body
standing at Rainfurs feet. Rainfur, wasnt it?
Of course, mouse-brain, Rosekit teased, standing by his brother. What else
would he be called, Waterleg?
Hey, it fits! Mudkit pointed out. Anyway, will you come train with us? I
remember you telling the others that youre faster and stronger than Sharpstar! Can
you teach us? Rainfur looked at them in surprise, quite shocked that they knew
about Sharpstar.
Er
Please? asked Rosekit, looking quite hopeful. We want to become very strong
so that when we become apprentice, we can kill those flee-bags that killed daddy!
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Revenge isnt something kits as young as you should have, Rainfur murmured.
Think of it this way, if I show you some moves, youll be learning so that you can
fight ThunderClan and destroy the threat to ShadowClan, okay? The kits nodded
in understanding before Rainfur stood up, ready to show them something hed just
recently learned.
Okay, heres what youre going to do, Rainfur told them. Rosekit is going to be
behind me, Mudkit is going to be in front of me, and Tigerkit, youll surprise me,
okay? The kits nodded before getting in their places, ready for instructions.
Now Ill attack Mudkit, and you guys will defend him, okay? asked Rainfur. He
saw quick nods of agreement before he crouched low to the ground and lunging
playfully toward Mudkit.
After a few moments, Rosekit and Tigerkit were on top of him. Rosekit was near
his shoulders while Tigerkit was on his hindquarters. Rainfur fell as if he were
over-powered, but accidentally made Rosekit slip. She gasped, shock overcoming
her as her hind legs slid off the side of Rainfur. Her claws instinctively unsheathed,
digging into Rainfurs skin.
Ow! Rainfur hissed loudly, reaching back and grabbing Rosekits scruff. He set
her down before sitting up, making Tigerkit slip off. Rainfur quickly reached over
and licked his wound, realizing a bit too late that it was his scar in which was
scratched.
The adult cats that had gathered to watch the kits play all gasped with fear,
standing upready to attack. Rainfur just looked at them, smiling widely. They all
looked shocked as he just sat there, and as they relaxed, Rainfur noticed the
admiration in their eyes.
Told you I was safe, said Rainfur, grinning. As long as I know its going to
happen, I can prevent my change. Even if I cant prevent it, nothing bad will
happen. Never again should you worry about meeting the insanity I once had.
The cats around him whispered to each other, looking very shocked and relieved.
Thank you for showing us that move, Rainfur! said Tigerkit. That was
awesome!
Yeah, that was so cool! Mudkit agreed.
Sorry I scratched you, Rosekit whispered her head lowered.
Its okay, Rainfur told her, smiling again. Just remember that cats always fall on
all four feet, so you didnt have to worry about staying on. Rosekit looked up to
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him, smiling warmly. The three kits ran off into the nursery then, jumping up and
down with excitement.
I wonder if thats what my kits are going to be like. . .Rainfur thought.

Rainfur walked beside Nightstar uncomfortably. Even when he was in
ThunderClan, he usually stayed to the back and let everyone else lead. Now,
however he was pushed to the front because he was the deputy. It was strange, and
it felt very odd.
The cats behind him were both excited, yet worried, and Rainfur knew exactly why.
This would be the first time in a long time theyd be going to see a Clan gathering,
seeing as the other one was cancelled because of the great fire. For that, they were
excited, especially those who had friends from other Clans.
They were worried, however, because they knew how the Clans would react with
Rainfurs return. ShadowClan would be disgraced, but if they were thinking
correctly, they would know that eventually, they would be thanking ShadowClan
for letting Rainfur back.
Im not going to mention Stormpaw as a new arrival, Nightstar was saying. I
dont want Sharpstar knowing that Ive let a loner into my Clan, having already let
you in. I will, however, announce Stormpaw as an apprentice, for he needs the
thrill of being cheered for. This will be before I explain your arrival, of course.
I understand, said Rainfur. But dont you think theyll be too interested in me
to care about a new apprentice?
Indeed, Nightstar replied. I dont really mind though, and I dont think
Stormpaw does either. He doesnt really care about being an apprentice, does he?
Rainfur shook his head.
No, and Im hoping to figure out why before we go to war with ThunderClan,
Rainfur told his leader. I have a feeling I already know, but I dont want to take
my chances. If he is who I think he is, however, Ill be able to straighten him out
when the time comes.
Such brave words from such a young tom, Nightstar mused, smiling widely. I
have chosen wisely. Rainfur dipped his head in respect before noticing that they
were close to the gathering place.
It was so odd going this way. Hed always gone past WindClan territory to get to
the Gathering place, and yet now they were going through RiverClan.
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Rainfurs life flashed before him, remembering the first time he saw Wolfheart and
Thorntail together. It continued on as he remembered telling RiverClan about
Thorntails pregnancy, and then bringing the kits here. Remembering Duskkit,
however, just made him lower his head. That was another cat he owed something
to.
When they reached the fallen tree, Rainfur was hesitant. At first he decided to be
the last to go, but then another cat nudged him, reminding him that he was deputy,
and he deserved to go first.
With a leap that seemed to last forever, Rainfur was on the fallen log, smiling as he
remembered crossing with Robinwing and Shadowflame. Oh what hed give to see
those two again. Oh what hed give to know that they were safe. Oh what hed give
to make sure that the leader beating them was killed.
After padding across the fallen log, he jumped onto the tiny island. Rainfur waited
for the other cats to come, surrounding himself so that the other Clans wouldnt
notice him. The ShadowClan cats just shrugged it off and continued, but soon they
went off to talk to the RiverClan cats.
As Rainfur got a larger look at the island, he found that WindClan and
ThunderClan were talking with each other, yet they glared at any ShadowClan or
RiverClan cat that went by. This would mean that Rosestar probably accepted
Sharpstars offer, leaving him to growl in frustration.
Rainfur? asked a familiar voice beside him. I-is that you? Rainfur turned to see
Cloudstreak, a young friend of his. Rainfur smiled as he saw her, forgetting about
everything else.
Its me, Cloudstreak, Rainfur told her. Its been awhile now, hasnt it?
What are you doing here? asked Cloustreak, her eyes wide with fear and shock.
II thought youyou w-were exiled!
ShadowClan took me in, Rainfur told her. Youll probably hear the rest later.
Seeing her clouded with so much emotion saddened Rainfur, making him lower his
head.
Cloudstreak! the familiar voice of Thunderheart called.
II gotta go. . . Cloudstreak murmured after a moment of silence. After she ran
off to her brother, Rainfur smiled again. Seeing a childhood friend like that seemed
to make him a bit happier, reminding him that this was all worth something.
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Rainfur! Youre back! called Reedfeather from a few feet away. He hunkered,
hoping no one noticed. I cant believe it! You smell like ShadowClan. . .is that
where youve been staying?
I, er, cant explain, Rainfur told her. Im sure Nightstar will tell you. Anyway,
how are the kits doing? Why are you here? Dont the kits need you?
Theyre with a new queen of ours, Reedfeather told him, smiling widely. I
wanted to come see how everyone was doing with your exile, but it seems I came
for another reason now. Anyway, Thorntails kits are doing quite fine. Snowkits
become quite the little sweetheart, as long as you dont call her a ball of cotton.
Nightkits become more of a bully, but Im hoping his mentor will train him out of
it. I was worried about Duskkit, but it seems hes gotten over his fear of you. As
Reedfeather finished, Rainfur felt his stomach lurch. The memory of Duskkits
scared whimpers had come to his head, but he pushed them away with effort.
Im glad theyre okay, said Rainfur. I actually
A sudden yowl caught his attention, and then he found out that Bravestar was
calling the Clan gathering. He quickly looked over to Reedfeather before lowering
his head.
Sorry, I need to go, Rainfur murmured before padding over to the other
deputies.
Once Rainfur came into the moonlight without any cat in front of him, everyone
gasped with shock, happiness or fear. As he sat by the roots where the other
deputies were, he found three scorching glares sent at him.
The first was from Wolfheart, the RiverClan deputy. He looked both angry and sad
that Rainfur had returned, and with a warning look from Wolfheart, Rainfur took a
few steps back. This was not how he remembered the brave RiverClan deputy, but
then again, no one seemed to be the same with a war brewing.
The second glare was from HawkstrikeWindClans deputywho Rainfur wasnt
surprised about. Not only had he nearly killed that tom, hed killed eight lives of his
mother, which was Rosestar. Rainfur knew that if any cat wanted revenge on him,
it would be Hawkstrike.
The fourth cat who glared at him, the one that surprised Rainfur the most, was
Tigerpelt, ThunderClans new deputy. He was a nice cat when Rainfur had first
met him, but at the moment he looked very angry and aggressive. There was also
something within him that Rainfur knew had changed, leaving him afraid. If
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Sharpstar could change that single cat, how many others were now as evil as that
poor excuse for a leader?
RiverClan prey has returned, and the fish are well again after the poisoning,
Bravestar told the Clans as he stood up to speak. I am pleased to announce that
we have had no trouble with the sudden rogue attacks like WindClan and
ShadowClan, and that my Clan is strong. A Warrior of ours, Dewdrop, has now
announced that she is expecting kits soon, with Thunderheart as the father. Aside
from that, there is no more news.
Sharpstar stood up next, leaving Rainfur to bite his tongue and dig his claws into
the ground to keep from climbing up the tree and pushing Sharpstar off. His anger
was boiling, and Rainfur could tell that Sharpstars was as well.
ThunderClan is thriving! Sharpstar announced happily. Our prey has returned,
our kits are strong and healthy, and our medicine cats have healed any wound that
weve come across. I am pleased to announce that Grassfur has had her kits, who
have been named Lillykit and Cloudkit. Sharpstar smirked before continuing.
On another note, I shall announce that I have given an offer to Rosestar, leader
of WindClan, Sharpstar continued. The offer is basically a deal to combine both
of our Clans to make everything simpler and purer. There were murmurs
everywhere, but Sharpstar did not stop. If she accepts, I will become the new
leader of both Clans, being both stronger and having more lives. I will have control
over the Warriors, while she has control over the queens and kits. We will choose
one deputy over the two of them, and we will combine the territories and land.
The queens will live at her camp, and the Warriors will at mine. We will still have
all four of our medicine cats, though hers will specialize in helping mothers kit,
while mine will specialize in battle wounds. It is a simple offer that will help both
our Clans. Sharpstar sat down and looked to Rosestar eagerly.
Rosestar stood up then, giving a sharp glare to Rainfur before saying, WindClan is
doing fine after the rogues attacks, and everything along both borders have been
staying on their side. Bramblepaw and Willowpaw have finally received their
Warrior names: Brambletail and Willowbreeze. Rosestar paused before glancing at
Sharpstar, as if a little uncomfortable about something.
I am also pleased to announce that WindClan has accepted Sharpstars offer.
Loud yells of protest followed her answer, but she just shook her head. I want
this for my Clan, and for StarClan. They need to see that just one Clan isnt as bad
as it seems. Rosestar sat down after that, looking back to Rainfur.
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Nightstar was the last cat to stand up, and though he looked quite proud, he was
hiding an emotion in which was probably worry.
ShadowClans prey has returned, leaving us ready for leaf-falls far away threat,
Nightstar began. We have a new apprentice, Stormpaw, who has already begun
training. Though it was only for a moment, Nightstar stopped to let the younger
cats cheer for Stormpaw, who looked quite annoyed.
Though weve had a rogue band attack us, there were no serious wounds,
Nightstar continued. While the attack as going on, Rainfur, the cat we exiled a
moon ago, returned. At first, we were afraid, having seen what he can do, but after
he explained a few things to us, I let him join my Clan. As Nightstar paused, the
murmurs, whispers, and protest began.
Are you mouse-brain? asked Rosestar. Hes a murderer! He killed Ravenstar!
How could you let him join your Clan like that? Rainfur growled lowly, his eyes
narrowed. How could anyone agree with that? They knew it wasnt his fault, they
just needed someone to blame.
After giving me proof, Ive learned that hes actually controlled that will to kill,
Nightstar replied, sitting up confidently. After the battle, I learned that my deputy,
Blackfrost, died when some rogues attacked him and his apprentice. His body was
brought back as I tried to decide who Id name deputy.
So what, you just pick the strongest cat you could? asked Rosestar. Youre
mouse-brain! Rainfur is not fit to be a deputy! Hes never had an apprentice, and
hes a murderer! Hes killed before! Rainfur hissed again, feeling his fur bristling.
He was getting sick and tired of being called a murderer, especially by Rosestar.
I have given Stormpaw to Rainfur, Nightstar hissed, narrowing his eyes. And I
believe my decision was wise on my behalf, and I shall not believe otherwise.
Youre taking too much of a risk, Nightstar, Sharpstar murmured, glaring at
Rainfur. If his scar is scratched, he will kill again, and whos to say itll be your
own Clan?
Youre just trying to get everyone else to agree with you, Rainfur thought bitterly, his tail
twitching.
I have to agree, said Bravestar, looking as if he didnt know whose side to
choose. How could you risk something like that happen? He may be strong, but
hes still not under control.
Didnt Nightstar just tell you that I was okay now? Rainfur thought.
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Hes under control! Nightstar yelled, getting irritated. He told me himself!

And wheres your proof? asked Rosestar. Hes still got his scar! Hell kill us all!
That monster is just a problem waiting to happen, one that is blood-thirsty and
only wants revenge for what we rightfully did to him!
Say one more thing, just one more, Rainfur thought furiously. I will show you what Jactur
is really like.
Oooh, this sounds interesting, Jactur mused.
Stay tuned, Rainfur thought to his friend. If she says one more thing about you being a
killer, Im going to-
It wasnt him! Nightstar hissed. He had someone controlling him, you know
that. But hes controlled that part of him now! Hes fine, and hell be the strongest
cat youve ever come to know.
Oh, so is that what youre saying now? asked Rosestar, raising her eyebrows.
Fine then, if thats what you want. Either way, that part of him should be killed,
for it does not deserve to live in this forest. It killed me just for the fun of it, that
little
Would you like your proof, Rosestar? hissed Rainfur, making everyone look at
him. His coat had turned an opposite colour, and his eyes were now a dark blue.
His scar was glowing a brilliant yellow, and with one look, everyone gasped and
backed away quickly.
Get away! Rosestar screamed to her Clan.
No, stay, Rainfur demanded. Im still me, and I wont kill any of you. Im not
here for revenge, and just because I was out of control when I left, does not mean
I am now. I made some stupid mistakes, but Ive come back to make them right!
Youre. . .Youre faking it! Rosestar hissed. Youre going to kill us all.
Rainfurs eyes narrowed. He was furious, more than hed ever been. They treated
him as if he were from the Dark Forest. They talked about Jactur as if he were a
demon. They didnt even think about the fact that he could control himself. They
were the mouse-brains, and they would soon see.
Jactur, I think we have a little lesson to teach this mouse-brain of a leader,
Rainfur growled. The cats around him were looking at him as if he were a ghost,
thinking that he was going to lunge at them at any second.
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You know what? I think that is a very good idea, Jactur responded, his demonic voice
echoing throughout the island, leaving everyone to scream. Shall I do the honours?
Go on ahead, said Rainfur, his eyes pinned on Rosestar, who looked as if she
were going to fall off the tree with fright. Tell them of who we are.
With a loud swoosh, ten blades showed up in the sky, fire connecting them. It
looked like a star, just like last time, and it flickered with strength and beauty.
Do not retreat, said Rainfur, turning to the Clan cats. I am not going to kill you.
I am going to explain to you of what I am, and what I can do. The cats still
seemed scared, but they were at least a bit curious now.
Five starry figures showed up at the points of the stars. Thunderstar was at the top
right point, and Shadowstar was at the top left point. Windstar was at the bottom
left point, and Riverstar was at the bottom right. At the very top stood Cheetahfur,
her eyes glaring at any cat who stared at her.
The wish of a normal life, said Rainfur, flicking his tail to Thunderstar. To be
brave and let my emotions go, leaving me to forget about my past, and move on.
For this, I thank the wish that Thunderstar, the first leader of ThunderClan, gave
me. The cats around him were murmuring in curiosity now, recognizing the three
other cats above.
The wish of a family, Rainfur continued, flicking his tail to Riverstar. To be
honest, kind, and freely accept those who try to comfort me. For this, I thank the
wish that Riverstar, the first leader of RiverClan, gave me. Now the cats were
feeling safer as they realizing that Rainfurs insanity had something to with
StarClan, meaning that it probably wasnt all that bad.
The wish of loyalty, Rainfur started again, flicking his tail to WindClan. To not
shy away from the thought of being protected, as well as the thought of blaming
myself for a death I did not commit. For this, I thank the wish that Windstar, the
first leader of WindClan, gave me. Rosestar gasped in shock, her eyes wide with
surprise. Rainfur smirked. He had accomplished what hed wanted.
The wish of justice, said Rainfur, flicking his tail to Shadowstar, while at the
same time looking to Rosestar, Bravestar, Nightstar, and Sharpstar. To sort out
what my mind has made a mess of, to let fate carry me to where it wanted me to
go, and let me take over from there. For this, I thank the wish that Shadowstar, the
first leader of ShadowClan, gave me. The cats were quiet now, trying to figure out
who the last cat was.
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The wish of another life, Rainfur continued, flicking his tail to Cheetahfur. To
be normal, to be free, and to live with the depression and guilt. For this, I thank
the wish that Cheetahfur gave me. Once a Warrior of ThunderClan, now the
bravest cat I shall ever know. Rainfur looked back to the leaders now, narrowing
his eyes tightly.
These cats gave away everything to lead me to these Clans, Rainfur hissed.
They are of StarClan, and to me, they were giving me a second chance. I trust
these cats, and I shall forever. For that, you cannot say that I am not a Warrior.
Rainfur paused a bit before continuing.
Cheetahfur, the one who has explained everything to me, was the one who
wanted me cured the most, said Rainfur. She wanted me to have a life free of
pain, and free of the memories that would haunt me forever. While she was trying
to get rid of these memories, however, something went wrong. They rebelled
against her, and then she let go of them as they retreated back into my mind.
Since then, the thing you call my insanity, has lived within me, Rainfur hissed.
It was always there, but never appeared until my scar was scratched. The
memories were brought up, and then I went insane. Thats at least how it started
out.
The insanity grew, and with Sharpstar secretly training me to control it, it grew
even faster, Rainfur continued. With every time my scar was scratched, it became
more like a living thing, and eventually, it was just another cat trapped in my mind.
At first I found it even worse than the first time my scar had been scratched, but
then he started talking to me, said Rainfur. He kept telling me things I had no
idea existed, like the fact that he and I were the same.
After the fire that Im sure you all remember, he told me to give him a name,
resulting in trust and then combing our minds together. At first I refused, but just
a half-moon ago, the memories came to me, and I wasnt in my right mind. I gave
the thing a name, in which he is now called Jactur.
He let me know what was going on back here, and what horrible things could go
wrong. I listened, getting angrier each time I noticed a problem. After this, he
trained the anger, and made it strength and speed.
Rainfur ran over to the nearest cat he could find within seconds, making everyone
gasp. He then leaped all the way back to where hed been with the strength in his
legs showing greatly.
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He helped me, and now Ive returned to set things right, Rainfur hissed. After
giving him a name, I have found a connection with him. Like my brother, he
knows all that I do, and now that he has trained me for his needs, he will help me
defeat the danger I know is lurking in every shadow.
Is that the proof you wanted, Rosestar? asked Rainfur. The proof of how
StarClan was the one that brought me here, and thought I hate to admit it,
StarClan is the reason eight lives of yours is gone. Is that the proof you wanted,
Sharpstar, that I am as strong as I seem, and to kill me, youll need a lot more than
a stupid cat willing to die for something as stupid as revenge? Is that the proof you
wanted, Bravestar, that I am no longer a threat to any Clan, and with my strength, I
will be able to defeat anyone I come across? I have proven my belonging, and I
dont want to hear another word about it.
It was quiet for what seemed like hours. No one spoke, they just thought about
what they just heard. Rosestar remained shocked, Sharpstar remained surprised, get
angry, Bravestar remained humble looking, and Nightstar was now showing his
pride.
Youyoure lying! Rosestar hissed, tears streaming down her cheeks. There is
no way StarClan would be the one to blame for bringing that monster into this
Clan! Its impossible!
Rainfur speaks the truth, Shadowstar, Riverstar, Windstar, Thunderstar, and
Cheetahfur echoed. It was our wish that he be brought here, and it was I, Cheetahfur, who
made the mistake of trying to help a dying cat.
Butno! Thats impossible! Rosestar screamed, her eyes wide. StarClan would
never doom my Clan like that!
We are not the ones responsible of the defeat of your Clan, Rosestar, the StarClan leaders
echoed. It is the one who makes the decisions that has to make the mistakes, and therefore has
to pay the price.
No! Rosestar screamed.
Rainfur will stay. The Saviour will save us. Let blood be split unnecessarily, let death take the
lives of many, but fear the name of the sorrowed soul. Fear the strength of the stars. Fear the
growth of the sky. The Saviour is coming. The martyr. . .the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the martyr. .
.the pariah. . .the shadow. . .the unloved. . .the unprotected. . . the unwanted. . .the unloved. . .the
unprotected. . .the unwanted. . .
The StarClan cats vanished, and Rainfur gasped aloud as he realised how tense he
was. He relaxed, panting heavily. Letting Jactur do that took a toll on him and as
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his legs were shaking, he looked up to Nightstar, begging him to leave the
gathering patrol out. Nightstar nodded before jumping down the tree, landing right
beside Rainfur.
You did something very brave, was all Nightstar said before leading ShadowClan
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Chapter Twenty-Eight

In the days that followed the Gathering, Rainfur went on like normal. Hed take
Stormpaw out once a day to either train him to hunt or to fight, and then he would
go on his own patrol. When Rainfur went on a patrol, it was normally over by the
Twolegs or RiverClan, and though he sometimes went to the ThunderClan border,
it was mainly just at night. The Clan agreed to keep Rainfur safe, having now
accepted that he was their way out of the nightmare they were in.
Stormpaw continued to be his annoying bratty self, always making comments
about how stupid cats were and about how he wanted to go back home. Rainfur
wanted desperately to ask where his home was and why he wanted to die, but he
knew also that Stormpaw needed time to settle into the Clan.
It had been nearly a half moon since the gathering, and since then RiverClan had
been getting very curious. They would always ask how ThunderClan was doing,
and afterward tell them of how WindClan was doing. Rainfur knew that they
wanted to be protected, but he wasnt sure if Nightstar wanted to protect them.
That would be something to ask if ThunderClan got a bit stronger.
At the moment, Rainfur was cautiously walking with Snakeheart and a few others
toward the ThunderClan border. He had made himself go, and though he scented
a ThunderClan patrol coming closer, he didnt stop. Rainfur wasnt going to let
Sharpstar see the fear that he had clawing at his skin like ants in his nest.
By the time they reached the border it was nearly moonhigh. Rainfur hated the
night patrols, but with ThunderClan teasing and taunting them every time they saw
each other, it had to be done. It was necessary and safe.
When they were half-way through marking the border, five dark figures showed up
in the distance. They were coming toward the ShadowClan patrol, and once
everyone noticed, they tensed, ready for a fight.
Aw, the scaredy little ShadowClan cats afraid that were going to crush them?
sneered a cold voice. The dark figure that it belonged to was a dark ginger tom,
whom Rainfur knew as Tigerpelt. I guess not. Theyve got Rainey on their patrol
so they dont need to be worried at all.
Hey, thats my nickname for you! Jactur hissed. Name-stealer!
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Step down, Tigerpelt, the familiar voice of Ivyclaw, ironically Tigerpelts mate,
murmured. We cannot risk a fight. Sharpstar doesnt want one yet. Tigerpelt
rolled his eyes.
Id still like to see these flea-bags cross our border, Tigerpelt teased. They
would then feel the power of Sharpstars lead!
Shut up! hissed the familiar voice of Hawkstrike. I may not be deputy anymore,
but I am still older than you!
So its true then? asked Rainfur, his eyes narrowed. WindClan is now
ThunderClan?
Of course! Tigerpelt growled. Why else would we be this strong? Rainfurs fur
bristled, his claws urging to unsheathe.
Dont start a fight, Rainfur, Snakeheart hissed then, getting his attention. We
have enough to worry about as it is. Rainfur relaxed after giving the slender
Warrior a long glare.
Rainfur let his mind wander. He let himself look at the cats in the large patrol.
Ivyclaw, Bluepaw and Lionpaws mother. Tigerpelt, once a great Warrior, now an
annoying deputy. Hawkstrike, the cat who wanted revenge on him most.
Silvershine, another WindClan cat whom he once killed, but then brought back to
life. Then, the last cat Rainfur had wanted to see, Flamepelt, his kithood friend.
When Rainfur saw Flamepelt, his fury doubled. The ginger tom had many wounds
and scars throughout his pelt, and his eyes were dull with exhaustion. Sharpstar
must have beaten Flamepelt, and this made Rainfur want to kill the current
ThunderClan leader even more.
This is the first time in a long time Ive caught you on a patrol, Rainey, Tigerpelt
growled. Whats the matter? Too embarrassed to show your face? Rainfur
growled lowly for warning before calming himself down. There was no need for a
fight.
Ive been busy with my apprentice, Rainfur lied. Stormpaw is growing
tremendously strong. I hope you get to see one day. You know, after we change
ThunderClan back to the way it was.
You want to change it back to that pathetic loner and rogue filled Clan it was?
asked Tigerpelt in a taunting voice. That would be just like you. Rainfur
narrowed his eyes a bit before looking to Flamepelt. The other cats also seemed to
notice, though it was Owlpaw who said something at last.
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You havent said anything at all, Owlpaw squeaked. Youve just been staring at
Rainfur. Were you two friends? Flamepelt opened his mouth to answer, but
Tigerpelt said something first.
Hes a newbie, Tigerpelt hissed, glaring at the young tom. After Shadowflame
announced that shes expecting his kits, hes been a bit rebellious. Sharpstar got
through to him though. Now hes just quiet. That answer your question,
pipsqueak? Owlpaw gave a high-pitched growl before standing proudly.
Rainfur sighed. He knew Flamepelt and Shadowflame had loved each other, and he
knew that they would eventually be mates, but at this time? It had to be the worst
time to expect kits. The worst. Flamepelt was not going to have a happy several
moons if he kept rebelling against Sharpstar, but it seemed that hed gotten past
that. Now the young ginger tom looked defeated.
Rainfur suddenly got an idea. However, how would he tell Flamepelt of it? He was
probably always surrounded by Sharpstars followers from what it sounded like.
Rainfur quickly thought of something that he hoped Flamepelt would catch onto.
Well then, I hope he listens to Sharpstar, said Rainfur, looking at Tigerpelt
though aiming it at Flamepelt. He can be vicious when he wants to be.
And why would you care? hissed Tigerpelt, his amber eyes narrowed tightly.
He was once my Clan-mate, Rainfur growled, keeping himself calm no matter
how much he wanted to kill the arrogant deputy. So were you, but I guess youve
basically disowned me now. Tigerpelts tail lashed, but the strong tom kept
himself from crossing the border.
So what? Tigerpelt hissed. Did you two take sunhigh walks or something?
Pathetic! You must have been worthless when you were a Warrior.
I quite enjoyed those walks with Flamepelt and his sister, Rainfur murmured. He
had absolutely no idea what he was doing, only that it seemed to be helping.
Flamepelt was thinking about something, and he was trying to arrange Rainfurs
words into the secret code.
Rainfur, what are you talking about? asked Snakeheart, looking very confused.
Are you trying to start a fight?
Of course not, Rainfur hissed back to his fellow Warrior. Im just telling
Flamepelt to listen to Sharpstar, and maybe even gain his trust. Maybe if he did
that, his sister would be safe.
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Wait, said Flamepelt, suddenly talking. How did you know that Amberstorm
was in danger? Everyone looked to him with confusion, but he did not want to
answer that question.
I have my ways, Rainfur muttered. I know many things, in fact. If I were to tell
you about them, you would think I were from StarClan. Tigerpelts tail suddenly
twitched with irritation.
Youre just trying to scare us! Tigerpelt hissed, his head held higher. Come on,
lets leave before our brains rot by being next to such mouse-brained cats! The
ThunderClan patrol left rather quickly, and Rainfur could tell that Flamepelt had
caught what he needed to know. The young ginger tom kept looking back to
Rainfur, his eyes wide.
What did you do? hissed Snakeheart. You started a worthless conversation!
It wasnt worthless, Rainfur growled, turning back toward his Warriors. I was
trying to tell Flamepelt to be a spy without actually telling the cats around him.
Oh really? asked Snakeheart. And why would we need a spy?
We need to know when Sharpstar is planning to drive out ShadowClan, Rainfur
told the elder Warrior. When we know, well attack before that happens. You
know Sharpstar is planning something, he just needs the numbers to do it. I have a
feeling hes trying to make RiverClan join his Clan even as we speak. Snakeheart
looked to Rainfur suspiciously.
Okay, fine, we need a spy, said Snakeheart. But why Flamepelt?
I know that I can trust him, said Rainfur simply. His sister, Amberstorm, is
important to him. I could blackmail him if he tries to do anything mouse-brained.
The cats on the patrol tilted their heads with confusion.
Whats blackmail? asked Snakeheart. Rainfur rolled his eyes, forgetting once
again that cats were a bit dumber than humans.
It basically means to trick, Rainfur explained. If you do this, Ill do this to such
and such, got it?
Oh, said Snakeheart.
Anyways, I think Flamepelt understood what I was trying to send to him,
Rainfur thought aloud. When I told Tigerpelt that Flamepelt should listen to
Sharpstar, I was telling him to be careful. Sharpstar has nine lives and can do some
nasty things. Snakeheart and the others nodded, very curious now.
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When I told him that he was once my Clan-mate, I was telling him that I still
cared for him and I still considered him my friend, Rainfur continued. When I
told him that I enjoyed our walks at sunhigh, I was not only telling Flamepelt to
meet me at the border, I was tricking Tigerpelt into thinking that Flamepelt would
want to take walks during sunhigh, not moonhigh, the time I want to meet with
Flamepelt. Owlpaw nodded, a grin on his face.
When I told him that I just wanted his sister to be safe, I was really letting him
know that if he did what I told him, I would ensure his sisters safety. Rainfur
paused, but unfortunately, did not get to continue.
And how are you going to do that? asked Snakeheart. Amberstorm lives in
ThunderClan!
Just because I do not share her den does not mean I cant make sure shes safe,
Rainfur growled. I want Flamepelt to get Sharpstars trust, and with that trust,
Amberstorm will not be hurt because Sharpstar will like Flamepelt too much.
Snakeheart sighed with irritation, but didnt argue.
Then, when I told him that I knew many things, I was creating a curiosity and a
question that he would want answered, Rainfur continued. He is curious, and
that means he will want to come back so that I can answer any question he has. We
will be talking about much more than what I know, of course.
And you planned all that? asked Owlpaw, amazement filling his eyes.
As much as I would love to say yes, Owlpaw, no, Rainfur replied, an
embarrassed look on his face. I started the conversation, but I had no idea where
it would lead. It just happened to go exactly how I wanted it. Owlpaw and the rest
were quiet for a few moments before Rainfur sighed.
Well, I think weve done as much damage as we can here, he muttered. Lets go
back to camp. Ive got a hunting patrol to get to before anything nasty happens.
Rainfur led the rest of the patrol out, smiling widely. Now all that needed to
happen was Flamepelt agreeing to his offer, and though it seemed difficult, Rainfur
had a good feeling that Flamepelt would accept for the greater good.
*
The Saviour! Hes come!
The Saviour needs guidance!
The Saviour needs the truth!
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Who is he? Rainfur wondered aloud as he stood in the complete darkness. Hed
been listening to the voices for hours, but it was just the same thing over and over
again. Who on earth was it?
Suddenly, the darkness faded. The voices were no longer heard. In front of was
Cheetahfur, oddly enough, and she seemed to be watching something.
As Rainfur looked around, he gasped with shock. They were in his Twoleg
backyard! He remembered the brown fencing, the tall green grass, the basketball
court, and even the black picnic table that was near the court. It was so familiar, yet
in some ways, it didnt feel like home anymore.
Rainfur had to stare and wonder as Matthew walked over, led by Daniel as he
played basketball. Matthew sat down, the sad, emotionless expression on his face.
Rainfur couldnt believe itwhen was this? It was must have been around two
months before his deathbut why? Rainfur looked back to Cheetahfur, who had
continued to watch his human self with interest.
Cheetahfur! Whats going on? Rainfur asked, a worried look in his eye.
Cheetahfur didnt answer.
Cheetahfur? Why are you ignoring me? asked Rainfur, a confused look in his eye
as he walked over to the beautiful StarClan cat. Cheetahfur, can you hear me?
Hello? Are you Rainfur stopped short as he literally walked through her. Was
she a ghost? Well, of course she was, but usually she was like any other cat. She
seemed real now, yet he could still walk through her.
I must be back in time, Rainfur thought. So Cheetahfur was the cat who was stalking me all
those years. This seems to be on a different occasion, though. . .
A pale tom suddenly started talking to her, and by Cheetahfurs expression, she
knew who he was. His name was Tigerfang, and from what Rainfur saw, he was
also a StarClan cat. He figured that he might as well listen to the conversation thus
he understand why he was here.
Im only interested in the bigger one, Cheetahfur was saying. Hes just. .
.strange. Unlike anything Ive ever seen before. Cheetahfur looked very curious as
to what the reason was, and Rainfur found himself putting his head low. Of course
she would wonder why, and of course she wouldnt understand.
Why do you say that? asked Tigerfang, looking very suspicious. Theyre all the
same, arent they?
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No! Cheetahfur snapped. Theyre almost never alike. This one, though, is just
too different. Its as strange as snow in Greenleaf Tigerfang seemed shocked at
this, leaving Rainfur curious as to why he was surprised.
Are you sure? asked Tigerfang. Cheetahfur looked confused now, same as
Rainfur.
Yes, she replied. Why?
Dont you know that a new prophecy has been made? Talking about, the strange
one? asked Tigerfang. Cheetahfurs eyes widened. Rainfur knew she must have
remembered it, though until Tigerfang reminded her, she probably hadnt even
thought of it.
The scene changed again. Now Rainfur was in a very healthy forest, and once again
Cheetahfur was walking beside him. Just like last time, however, she took no notice
of him.
When she walked into a dark looking den, Rainfur followed. Cheetahfur looked
nervous, as if she were in trouble, but Rainfur didnt really care to find out more.
He was too interested in the other cats within the den.
There were four others, and instantly Rainfur knew who they were: Thunderstar,
Riverstar, Windstar, and Shadowstar. Now Rainfur was really confused. Why
would they want to speak to Cheetahfur? Hadnt they already decided to make him
a cat?
Cheetahfur, said Thunderstar then. We are aware that you have been visiting a
Twoleg once every moon. Is this rumour true? Cheetahfur, cringing at the loud
booming voice, lowered her head a little. Rainfur could tell she had no idea what
she was in the den for, and this made her uncomfortable. Rainfur was curious as
well.
Y-yes, thats true, said Cheetahfur. Her voice was wavering, and she seemed a bit
scared, but as Thunderstar stood up, he smiled, leaving her to tilt her head in
confusion.
Then we must ask you what you have learned, said Thunderstar. I, for one, am
curious. Cheetahfur looked up to the noble ThunderClan leader in astonishment.
Her eyes were wide with shock and surprise, unable to believe that they were
asking her of what she knew.
B-but why? asked Cheetahfur. I dont understand.
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Its okay, said Riverstar, smiling warmly. We arent mad, just curious as to why
you have been watching this Twoleg. We have been doing the same, but we still
dont understand. Whats so interesting about him that has caught your attention?
Cheetahfur still looked shocked, but after a few moments, she gulped. Rainfur just
sat there, frozen. What was happening? What was this dream telling him?
Well, the first day I saw the Twoleg it seemed upset, Cheetahfur explained. I
dont know for sure, but after watching other Twolegs, I noticed that it was
depressed. I watched the Twoleg a lot after that, realizing that it seemed to be
pushing the depression away. Then it started protecting this little Twoleg, one that
is younger than it. The Twoleg seems happy now, but I can see past it. The Twoleg
is juststrange.
Silence.
The four powerful leaders were thinking about what she said, calculating the
information that was given to them. It was a very strange sight to see them all
thinking like that, but Rainfur had much more to worry about. After several heart-
beats, Thunderstar looked up to her.
I am assuming youve heard of the prophecy, said Thunderstar. So, lets get to
the main point. Are you sure that he is strange, even if he were a cat? Cheetahfur
nodded.
Yes, she responded. Its like the Twoleg is wasting its life away, trying to forget
the reason its so sad. Ive never seen anything like it.
Then our decision is final, said Thunderstar. Cheetahfur, we are going to turn
this Twoleg into a cat.
The scene changed once again, but this time Rainfur returned to the darkness. He
sighed as he thought of what just happened, the dream hed just had. What was the
point of it? What was StarClan trying to tell him?
From what Rainfur had gathered, Cheetahfur had taken interest in him since he
was. . .nine. Then, when he started protecting Daniel, Cheetahfur had gotten even
more curious. After that, the four leaders were trying to figure him out, but ended
up asking Cheetahfur for an explanation. When she gave it to them, they decided
to make him into a cat to reclaim his life.
Most of that information was stuff he already knew.
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There was something that kept popping up though. It was the prophecy, talking
about the Unexpected killing the Unexpected and the Strange One being apart of
it all.
All I need to do is figure out that prophecy.
You are smart, Rainfur, but you are missing the clear picture, said the familiar
voice of Cheetahfur. Rainfur looked up to see her starry figure ahead of him.
What do you mean? asked Rainfur curiously.
I cannot tell you, Cheetahfur answered. StarClan forbade me. It would hurt you
to know anyway, and I know I must let you find out on your own. I am surprised
you have not already found it out actually.
Im just confused, Rainfur muttered. There are two propheciesthe one made
before I was turned into a cat, and the one that Frostpaw received from you a few
moons ago. Which one should I look to?
Both prophecies should be put aside right now, but both prophecies should also
be looked into, Cheetahfur replied. One talks of what will happen in just a few
moons, the other talks of what will happen seasons into the future.
Gee, that helps, Rainfur muttered.
It wasnt supposed to! Cheetahfur hissed. Just think about what youve seen
tonight. You will find the answer right in front of you.
Everything faded as soon as she finished, leaving Rainfur to gasp as he woke.
Carefully sitting up, he made sure no one was awake. If anyone saw him leave,
theyd as him why, and that would be something he could answer, but would rather
not.
After making sure all of the Warriors were asleep, Rainfur stood and quietly walked
over the sleeping bodies of cats. He hoped he hadnt slept in, though by how dark
it was outside, he doubted it.
When Rainfur made it out of the Warriors den, he sighed with relief. It was nearly
moonhigh, giving him enough time to go find Flamepelt near the ThunderClan
border. Rainfur only glanced up to the moon again before running out of camp
and toward the border.
By the time Rainfur reached the border, it was a little past moonhigh. It was cooler
than usual, though there was a warm breeze. Rainfur could feel the energy in the
air, leaving him to hope that a thunderstorm was not on its way. After what
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happened last time, the cats around this forest would be scared to death when it
happened again.
Flamepelt was not far off from where he had ended up. Rainfur just quickly
followed the scent and soon found Flamepelt sitting there with a very confused
and worried look on his face.
What took you so long? he asked. You know how long it took me away from
the ThunderClan camp?
I have an idea, Rainfur answered. Im sorry Im lateI slept in by accident.
Anyway, would you like to know why I asked you to come tonight? Flamepelt
nodded.
Yes, I would, Flamepelt hissed irritably. Ive gone through too much for you to
just leave when youve finally come back. Rainfur narrowed his eyes a bit before
answering the young tom.
Before I tell you what I want you to do, I shall tell you what you will get if you
agree to my offer, Rainfur told Flamepelt. If you do what I ask, your sister will
be safe. If you do as I ask, you will be helping not only the good in your Clan, but
the good in the other Clans as well. If you do as I ask, you will be doing a favour to
StarClan, to me and the Saviour. Do you understand? Flamepelt nodded, looking
very curious as to what he was supposed to do. Rainfur paused for a few seconds
before continuing.
Flamepelt, will you be a spy for me?
Silence.
Flamepelt looked as though hed been struck by lightning. His eyes were wide, and
he was frozen. Rainfurs head was low, knowing right then that Flamepelt would
not accept.
Y-you want me to be a. . .to be a spy? asked Flamepelt, still shocked. Why?
I need one badly, Rainfur replied. I need to know what Sharpstars planning,
and when he is going to use it against ShadowClan and RiverClan.
Nobody but Tigerpelt, Rosestar, Hawkstrike and the medicine cats know about
that! Flamepelt claimed. None of the other Warriors knowSharpstar doesnt
trust them!
Well, gain his trust, and learn his secrets, Rainfur muttered. Just do anything to
get information that will help me plan to invade ThunderClan and take back what
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was rightfully Ravenstars. Flamepelt looked at him with surprise for a few
moments before sighing.
You know how risky this is, right? asked Flamepelt, looking at his paws.
Of course I do, but thats why I chose you to do it, Rainfur replied. Come on,
Flamepelt. I need you. If you gain Sharpstars trust, your sister will be safe,
remember? Flamepelt looked up to Rainfur, his eyes clouded with emotion.
If Im caught, Ill be executed. said Flamepelt No one will be left to care for
Amberstorm, and then Ill kill myself again in StarClan. You know this right? If
Sharpstar finds out, hell make me die a very painful death, and I dont want
Amberstorm to see me like that. . .I dont want her to go through the pain
She wont, Rainfur growled. Life isnt about what ifs. Life isnt about what
could happen. Life isnt about other cats. Life is about living, and doing the best
you can until it is your time to leave. Life is about making mistakes, learning from
them, and then forgetting them. Life is about learning, trusting, and just doing
what you were born to do. So what if you fail? You tried, and thats all that
matters. Even if you do fail, I promise you that Amberstorm will not be hurt. I will
kill that idiot before he can do anything to her, I swear to it. Flamepelt smiled at
that before dipping his head respectively.
If it is that important to you, I will do as you say, Flamepelt told him. Just like
old times, right? You get in trouble, and I end up having to help you. Rainfur
smiled.
Just like old times. he said.

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Chapter Twenty-Nine

Good job, Owlpaw, said Treeleg, smiling slightly. Your strength is going to get
you far. Just remember that you must use your speed. When going against a strong
cat, youll need strength to get ahead of him. Owlpaw nodded, smiling widely.
Okay, Stormpaw, its your turn now, said Rainfur, standing up a bit proud.
Stormpaw sighed a bit before standing up and walking into the clearing. With a
small look of disappointment, Rainfur stood up and made his way to Stormpaw,
who hed be battling. For training, of course.
Stormpaw looked bored, which was an expression the annoying tom had on his
face a lot. Rainfur narrowed his eyes a bit before crouching into a fighting position,
ready to attack. Stormpaw mimicked this, leaving Rainfur to growl lowly with
warning. His apprentice did this on purpose, and he knew it.
Rainfur lunged, keeping his claws sheathed, just in case he got a bit too carried
away. Stormpaw noticed this, smirking a bit. Rainfur was confused, but that
seemed to be the plan. Stormpaw had slid underneath him, leaving him to gasp in
surprise.
Stormpaw unbalanced Rainfur by jumping up. The brown and white apprentice
quickly got out of the way before Rainfur fell.
Hes faster than you are, said Jactur, sounding amused. You know, before I trained you.
He is? Rainfur asked, looking very curious. Thats odd.
However, Rainfur couldnt say any more than that. Like usual, his body got excited
when it was doing something that had to do with fighting. Now that it was on the
ground, though, it had a different effect. It was making Rainfur angry, something
that he just pushed away. It was getting a bit harder though.
Youre quick, said Rainfur, a bit of strain in his voice. But are you strong? He
lunged for Stormpaw, leaving the small apprentice shocked. Rainfur had caught
him off-guard, which was precisely what hed wanted. Soon, Rainfur had
Stormpaw pinned, pushing only half of his weight onto him. If he used all of his
strength, Stormpaw would probably get hurt.
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Stormpaw struggled underneath Rainfurs weight, but not once showed any sign of
strength. This was strange itself, but the fact that his eye colour seemed to lighten
frightened Rainfur.
Theres something within Stormpaw, said Jactur suddenly, sounding shocked. Just like you
and I, except its like an opposite. The power thats coming from Stormpaw was not created from
the bad side of him, but the good side.
Are you saying Stormpaw is the same thing as me? Rainfur asked, keeping Stormpaw
down.
Im still not sure of hes human or not, Jactur muttered. However, StarClan has meddled with
him. I have no idea how theyd make that power though. Its so confusing.
How do you even know whats within him? Rainfur asked, very curious now.
Its like a magnet, Jactur responded. Whatevers in him is pulling me toward it. Its like
whatever created that is basically the same thing that created me or something like that. Opposites
attract, I guess.
Stormpaw just keeps getting weirder and weirder, said Rainfur. Do you think he knows of the
power?
Nope, said Jactur. Stormpaw is oblivious. The power still seems to be at its early stages, and it
wont move for awhile unless we find a way to trigger it.
Would it be best to keep it from growing like you did? Rainfur asked curiously.
Its hard to tell, Jactur responded. To be truthful, I think it would be better to make it grow.
Like I said, this power seems to be opposite from me, meaning that instead of it being crazy and
insane, it will be strong and kind. So, like Heaven and Hell.
Or StarClan and the Dark Forest, Rainfur muttered. Well, at least I know what to look
forward to.
Rainfur let Stormpaw go after that by stepping off of the small apprentice. Owlpaw
and Treeleg looked a bit surprised, as did Stormpaw, but Rainfur was used to being
stared at, so this didnt bother him.
You need to use your strength, as it helps you climb, jump, and even swim,
Rainfur told Stormpaw. Intelligence and speed helps when you are trying to be
stealthy, but you seem to be all speed and no strength. You must balance it out in
order to become stronger.
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Why? asked Stormpaw. If you think about it, speed is most important. In
hunting, you could catch anything. With intelligence, I dont need to use my
strength, because I could just think of a plan to go around the problem. In fighting,
if I use both my speed and my intelligence, Ill be able to beat anybody. Rainfur
growled lowly for warning.
But if you meet someone with strength, you wont stand a chance, said Rainfur,
disagreeing completely. Stormpaw only said those things to make him look stupid.
Which is what I showed you.
I have my intelligence, Stormpaw growled back, smirking. I know how to tell a
fast cat from a strong cat, so Ill just avoid those who look like they can overpower
me.
Avoiding a fight is running away from it, Rainfur told him. One day of your
life, you will need to fight a strong cat, and if you do not have the strength, you will
die. Dont overestimate yourself on your intelligence, either, for that will prove to
be your weakness one of these days. Stormpaw rolled his eyes before letting
Featherpaw and Blackpetal train.
Rainfur was looking at Stormpaw the whole time. Not only was the brown and
white apprentice getting more and more annoying, he was also challenging Rainfur.
It was now turning into a battle between who had the worst life, which wasnt
going to turn out well. He didnt want to blurt out that he was previously a human,
or that he was previously just as irritating.
Then there was the problem of Stormpaws power. It was no doubt going to be
just the same as Jactur, though in a way, probably better. After all, if it was the
opposite of Jactur, then it would no doubt stop the killing, which may or may not
be a good thing.
This apprentice is strange, Rainfur thought. No wonder they called him the Odd One. To
think hell be another cat whom they think as a giftor curse, though probably a gift after seeing
mefrom StarClan. Hes too bratty to be a Prophecy cat.
Rainfurs eyes suddenly widened. Stormpaw couldnt be the prophecy cat, could
he? He was just a mere apprentice, and not to mention the fact he was a loner. He
also had a power, one that resembled Rainfurs. StarClan wouldnt pick Stormpaw,
would they?
It would make sense if they did, Rainfur thought. The Odd One and the Strange One sound
similar, and he is Unexpected. Plus, look at the moon on his shoulder. Still, with all this, why
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would they choose Stormpaw? I really need to figure out the second Prophecy, but what was the
first one again?
Oh yeah, Blood will be shed as the ashes fall, with memories lost and some forgotten, evil shall
over-power even the strongest of the Clans. We wait for the Saviour, and pray that we will be
saved. I have no idea what this means, but if I put Stormpaw in here, it might.
Blood will be shed as the ashes fall. . .Well, obviously, war is going to break out, but what does
ashes have to do anything? It probably means a cat, but it couldnt be Stormpaw. See, right there.
The prophecy cat cant be Stormpaw. This makes no sense. How am I supposed to find out the
Saviour and or prophecy cat by just this prophecy alone? Rainfur sighed, thinking to himself
as he watched Featherpaw and Blackpetal train. There was just not enough
information for him to figure it out.
I guess Ill just have to wait.
*
Rainfur led Stormpaw and the rest of his patrol against the RiverClan border,
marking it as they went. It was oddly quiet, and the dark grey clouds up above
didnt make it any better. They usually met a RiverClan patrol at this time, and it
wasnt like he was leading a night patrolit was sunhigh!
There was something else as well, though. In the distance, there was yowling, but
Rainfur couldnt hear it clearly, so it could just be celebrating. But, somewhere
within him, he knew something back was happening across RiverClans territory.
Are you going to stare off into RiverClans territory forever? Stormpaw hissed.
Were getting left behind! Rainfur looked to his apprentice and narrowed his
eyes, warning Stormpaw to stay quiet. The apprentice never listened of course, but
that didnt matter.
Theres something wrong over there, Rainfur muttered. Something that I feel I
need to know about. I just can pinpoint it, and its really irritating me.
I know what you mean, said Stormpaw, looking off into the distance as well.
Its a very odd feeling, isnt it? I just wonder why the other patrol members dont
see it. Rainfur looked to his apprentice in confusion, very curious as to why
Stormpaw could sense it.
You can feel it? asked Rainfur. I thought it was just my power that allowed me
to sense it. I always seemed to know when a fight was going to happen.
Stormpaw shrugged.
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Im a bit. . .different, Stormpaw muttered. Lately Ive been feeling some pull to
you, and its just strange. I dont know what it is, or how it happened, but I have a
feeling I dont want to know. Rainfur smiled a bit.
I noticed the connection as well, he told his apprentice. I dont think you need
to worry about it, though if it gets worse, we might need to figure it out.
Stormpaw gave a small smile before noticing something in the distance. Rainfur
looked where his apprentice was looking before gasping slightly.
A dark figure, one that Rainfur knew as Cloudstreak by scent, was running over to
them. She looked very scared, and there was blood all over her. Rainfurs heart
quickly began beating faster, and he could feel Jactur stir within him.
Tawnyfoot! Scorchspot! Sweetclaw! Featherpaw! Rainfur called to the other
patrol members. Get over here! He then turned to Cloudstreak, who was gasping
with fear as well as trying to regain her breath. She looked very tired, leaving
Rainfur to hiss with frustration.
Cloudstreak, what happened? asked Rainfur, hoping shed answer. Its okay,
youre safe. Now, what happened?
WindClan. . .Attack. . . she gasped. Bravestar. . .Life. . .Gone. . .Death. . .Kits. .
. Rainfur hissed again before looking to Featherpaw and Stormpaw.
One of you has to go and tell Nightstar, now! Rainfur ordered.
Youre mouse-brain! Scorchspot hissed. Why should we help them? Theyre
RiverClan! Rainfur gave a sharp glare to the young Warrior, making Scorchspot
take a step back.
WindClan and ThunderClan have combined each other to give Sharpstar more
strength, and the moment theyre trying to gain control of RiverClan, Rainfur
hissed. If they do, we dont have a chance. Plus, theyre the only Clan we have
left. Other than that, were alone. I dont care if Nightstar disagrees either. I just
need back up. Rainfur turned to Tawnyfoot, smiling a bit as he did.
Could you get Cloudstreak into a safe place? he asked. She needs to rest.
I need to fight! Cloudstreak protested.
No, you dont, Rainfur growled, looked down to her. If you do, youll die, and
how would Thunderheart react? Cloudstreaks eyes widened for just a moment
before standing up and letting Tawnyfoot support her.
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Scorchspot, Sweetclaw, and Stormpaw, follow me, said Rainfur, turning to the
others. Weve got to be quick, because these will be WindClan and ThunderClan
Warriors. The three cats nodded before Rainfur sprinted past the border and
through RiverClan territory.
It was quiet as they ran, but thats what Rainfur wanted. The yowls and screams
were getting louder, and the sense of knowing something was wrong grew
stronger. He was close to the danger, he knew it, but something in his mind told
him to stay away.
Stormpaw looked uncomfortable as well, his eyes suddenly narrowing with
determination, though unhappiness lay beneath. This made Rainfur even more
determined to live through the battle ahead.
When they got to the battle scene, Rainfur found it worse than hed imagined. It
wasnt at camp like hed thought. No, instead, it was a full out battle against the
two Clans. Every Warrior and apprentice from each Clan seemed to be there, and
they were all fighting for their lives.
Keep a low profile if you can, Rainfur ordered his patrol. Do not go for any
challenge you cant take until the other ShadowClan Warriors show up,
understood? The three cats behind him murmured in agreement before they
launched into battle.
Rainfur took on an easy tom, battling him swiftly. The tom seemed to be oblivious
of who he was fighting, but when he figured it out, he ran, leaving Rainfur to sigh.
He was hoping for a real fight.
Rainfur quickly jumped on another cat, though this one was a she-cat, and she
seemed to already know who he was. Not that he cared, though. All he wanted was
the fighting to stop.
The black she-cat jumped onto him, her eyes narrowed tightly. This cat was
familiar, and Rainfur knew it, but he had no time to think about it. The she-cat had
him pinned, but she was not the master of strength. Her strength was speed, and
Rainfur decided he would use that to his advantage.
Rainfur used some of his strength to push her off of him, sending her to stumble
backwards. He stood up quickly, knowing full well that the she-cat would be up
quickly.
She wasnt. She just stood there, staring at him with her sharp amber eyes. It was as
if she was studying him, trying to make out what he was doing. It was strange, and
Rainfur wanted to know why.
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Why arent you using your full strength against me? asked the black she-cat. I
know you can do betterIve seen it. Ive seen you fight full out, and now that
youve controlled that power, I bet you can do even better than Rosestar. Rainfur
gasped as he figured out who it was.
Blackpelt, the first deputy hed met. Blackpelt, the WindClan deputy at one time.
Blackpelt, the cat he killed. Blackpelt, the cat he thought to be dead.
B-Blackpelt? asked Rainfur, his eyes widened with shock. I thought I killed you!
How can you be alive?
You didnt kill me! Blackpelt hissed, her eyes narrowing even tighter. You only
wounded me. I pretended to be dead so that you wouldnt actually kill me. Ive
been in hiding, recovering from your near-fatal attack. I gave up my deputy
position so that when the time came for you to return, you wouldnt know I was
alive. Rainfur tilted his head in confusion.
Why? Rainfur asked. What did I have against you?
Nothing, said Blackpelt. Yet. She lunged toward him, her claws unsheathed
and her teeth bared. Rainfur tried to evade the attack, but she had caught him off-
guard. Blackpelt used more strength to pin him this time, more than he could ever
imagine her having.
Lets see how strong you are now, Blackpelt spat, raking her claws across his
shoulder, leaving his scar bloody. Rainfur hissed to keep himself from yowling in
agony, but quickly used this time to kick Blackpelt off of him. She hissed in fury as
she was kicked, leaving Rainfur just enough time to roll away.
Something was happening, something bad. He could feel something draining out
of him, like energy after a long day. It was through his scar, which had suddenly
turned a grey colour that nobody seemed to notice. Rainfur was confused, but also
scared. Why was it doing this?
Jactur! What are you doing? Rainfur asked, looking at the ground with wide eyes. This
is just wrong! Its so strange feelingwhats happening?
Its Stormpaws power! said Jactur, just as surprised as Rainfur. Its been triggered by the
irritation of your scar!
What do you mean? Rainfur asked. How could that happen?
I was triggered when your scar was scratched, and now that Stormpaw has his power, its triggered
by that as well! Jactur responded.
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My scar has been scratched before, though, and Stormpaw never showed any signs of having
powers, Rainfur interrupted. Why is it different now?
Stormpaws power has just now become stable enough to be used, Jactur told him. He hasnt
always had it like you did. It must have been something recent that created the power.
Rainfur hissed with frustration, looking over to his apprentice. Unsurprisingly,
Stormpaw wasnt the same. His eyes were white, or at least a very light grey, and
the moon on his shoulder had become full, just like at the gatherings. Something
was happening to Stormpaw that wasnt normal.
Rainfur ran over to his apprentice on instinct, trying his best to avoid the battles in
his way. He could hear the rest of ShadowClan join the battle, leaving the
WindClan cats to be a bit more distracted, which was good. His eyes were glued on
Stormpaw, who had now began screaming with fear.
Rainfur got to Stormpaw quickly blocking him from the view of the other cats. To
know that Stormpaw was going through the same thing he had was torture, and he
felt a need to help the younger tom. It was as if it were his duty.
Stormpaw, whats happening? asked Rainfur, pretending not to know.
Hes dead. . .Hes gone. . .Im alone. . . Stormpaw murmured, his voice wavering
as he stared at the ground. Rainfur knew that the small tom was reliving his worst
memory, the memory that probably created the power that was growing within
him.
Everything is okay, Rainfur soothed. Just fight it, make the memory retreat
Hes gone! Stormpaw yelled before jumping out of Rainfurs protection. The
small tom ran into the battle again, making Rainfur stand up with fear. He had no
idea what Stormpaw was capable of, and he had no intention of finding out.
Rainfur sprinted after Stormpaw, but as Jactur had said, the brown apprentice was
quick. He soon found himself in the middle of the battle, having no clue where
Stormpaw was. His fear was rising, and even more as heard a cat scream.
Rainfur ran toward the she-cat whod screamed, finding out seconds later that it
had been Rosestar. His heart lurched as he saw Stormpaw on top of the elder
leader, his eyes narrowed with determination. Knowing all too well what would
happen, Rainfur ran over to the scene and pushed Stormpaw off of Rosestar.
His apprentice hissed in frustration as he did that, but Rainfur didnt care. He was
too busy trying to keep Stormpaw still, but with the power leaking out of him, it
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was hard. Stormpaw was no longer the same cat, and Rainfur knew this, but it was
heart-breaking to know that he was once like this.
Stormpaw, stop, Rainfur demanded quietly. This isnt like you. This is nothing
like you. Stop.
But its her fault! Stormpaw screamed. Shes guilty! Shes attacked innocent cats
before!
Rosestar has made mistakes, but we all have, Rainfur growled. Snap out of it!
You werent supposed to end up like me! Stormpaw seemed surprised at this, but
quicker than Rainfur could have caught it, Stormpaw kicked his stomach, forcing
him to step off.
The small apprentice lunged toward Rosestar again, though this time Rainfur was
ready. He got between Rosestar and Stormpaw, forcing the young tom to stop. He
narrowed his eyes at Rainfur, his fury building up even higher.
There wasnt insanity in the toms eyes like Rainfur. There wasnt the desire to kill
or hurt. Instead there was justice. There was the determination to hurt the ones
who deserved it. It was quite amazing, and very different from what Rainfur had
looked like.
Shes done wrong! Stormpaw hissed. Shes deserves to be punished!
No, Stormpaw, Rainfur growled lowly. I have taken care of Rosestar, so she
deserves no more punishment. No one here deserves it, so just lay off. If you want
to hurt anybody tonight, youll have to get past me.
Stormpaw hissed with frustration again before lunging toward Rainfur, leaving him
to use his strength to counter Stormpaws. There was an unimaginable amount of
force brought into the fight, but both Stormpaw and Rainfur didnt care. They
were different, and that force didnt hurt them at all.
Stormpaw let off first, falling to the ground before getting right back up again,
though this time just glaring at Rainfur. There seemed to be a sense of knowing in
the apprentices eyes now, as if Stormpaw had just realised all that had gone wrong
in Rainfurs life. It was scary.
Murderer. . . Stormpaw suddenly murmured. I cant believe Ive never saw that.
. .killer. . .You must die! The small apprentice lunged toward Rainfur, but he
quickly evaded the attack.
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Jactur, can you tell me anything about this power? Rainfur asked curiously. Its so odd, so
strange. . .Its as if instead of wanting to kill, it wants to save. . .
Thats exactly what it is, Jactur responded. It wants justice, but in a sick kind of way.
Anyone who has hurt or killed any cat is basically a killer to this power, but Id bet if Stormpaw
learned how to control it, it would see justice from the right perspective.
Well this is going to be fun, Rainfur muttered. He probably thinks I should die a very slow
death considering all the things Ive done.
Yeah, my advice would be to stop him quickly, said Jactur.
Im on it, Rainfur responded, lunging toward Stormpaw again. The small apprentice
evaded the attack easily, but Rainfur knew that it was going to happen so he
already had a leg out to trip Stormpaw. He did fall, leaving Rainfur to pin his
apprentice down and bite down hard on his shoulder.
Tell me when to stop, Rainfur told Jactur. I dont want to kill him.
What do I look like, a medicine cat? Jactur asked.
Just do what I said, Rainfur growled.
Fine, Jactur muttered. Now would be a good time.
Rainfur let go, noticing Stormpaws still body. He stood up and stepped off his
apprentice, noticing that the battle was long over. They were no longer fighting,
but instead looking to Rainfur and Stormpaw, their eyes wide.
Who. . . said Rosestar, drifting off as she stared wide-eyed at Stormpaws
sleeping body. What is that?
This is Stormpaw, the new apprentice, Rainfur murmured. Hes strange, and a
little angry when it comes to cats whove made a few mistakes like yourself.
How dare you
Dont even try to deny it, Rosestar, Rainfur growled, his eyes narrowed. Youve
made mistakes. We all have. Anyway, Stormpaw is a bit. . .vicious when it comes to
what cats deserve, which is why he didnt become an apprentice until the gathering.
Nightstar didnt trust him.
It seems you still made a mistake, Rosestar hissed.
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No, we didnt, Rainfur growled. Stormpaw was fine until he saw you. Were
training it out of him, dont worry. This wont be the last time you see him.
Rosestar scoffed before looking to Bravestar, whom Rainfur just then noticed was
near him.
We will meet again, and next time, ShadowClan wont be around to save your
tails, Rosestar spat before leading her Warriors out of WindClan territory. Rainfur
looked over to Bravestar, smiling widely.
Sorry to intrude, but I heard from Cloudstreak that you needed a bit of help, said
Rainfur, almost cheerfully.
Thank you for helping, Rainfur, said Bravestar, a warm smile on his face. We
wouldnt have made it without you. Rainfur dipped his head respectively before
turning, finding that Nightstar had already started heading back toward
ShadowClan territory.
Rainfur quickly grabbed Stormpaw by the scruff of his neck, pulling him back
toward ShadowClan camp. There were no serious wounds on Rainfur nor
Stormpaw, so he felt confident that they would both be okay.
*
What on earth happened out there, Rainfur? asked Nightstar furiously.
Stormpaw seemed fine, and then all of a sudden, he was acting like you before
you got control over the insanity. What happened? Rainfur lowered his head in
defeat.
Nightstar was angry when hed called Rainfur to his den, but now he was furious.
It was as if just remembering the battle reminded the elder leader that he had not
one but to crazy toms in his Clans.
Im not exactly sure, Nightstar, Rainfur lied. Stormpaw is, as I will now admit,
the same thing I was. He is different though. He wont kill those that havent done
and bad things in their life, so
Hes exactly like you? asked Nightstar, shocked, though still angry. Are you
mouse-brain? Why didnt you kill him when you had the chance?
Hes my apprentice! Rainfur hissed, his ears pinned down to his head. Not to
mention the fact that I know he can be saved. As long as I teach him, he wont be
a problem. Nightstar growled lowly in frustration.
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But hes going to kill someone one the way, Nightstar growled. I know youre
good, Rainfur, but you cant control something like that.
Watch me, Rainfur hissed. Nightstar stood higher, showing his dominance.
Rainfur just sighed, shaking his head. Look, my point is I wont kill anybody that
doesnt deserve it. Stormpaw hasnt done anything yet, and with some training,
hell be able to control it as much as I can.
What about the other Clans? asked Nightstar. What will they think? Rainfur
shrugged.
WindClans under the impression weve got a crazy tom who just wants to kill
everybody, and Im sure Rosestar has told Sharpstar by now so that makes both
WindClan and ThunderClan, Rainfur told Nightstar. RiverClan will understand if
were allies, but even if were not, Im sure Bravestar knows full well that I wont
let anything hurt him or his Clan.
You want to ally with RiverClan? asked Nightstar, looking quite confused.
Why not? asked Rainfur. Both ShadowClan and RiverClan are in a tight spot
with both WindClan and ThunderClan combined. If we ally with RiverClan, both
of us will get stronger. Its the smart thing to do, but only if Bravestar agrees. After
what Stormpaw did, however, Im not quite sure Bravestar will agree to the
alliance. He does owe us a favour for saving his Clan today though. As Rainfur
finished Nightstar looked at him as though hed just blurted out the secret of being
a human. An odd sight to see, really.
Youve got to be kidding me, said Nightstar after a few moments of silence.
How can we make allies with RiverClan, control Stormpaw, and get ready for a
war all at the same time? You must be mouse-brained!
Im not mouse-brained, just too efficient I guess, Rainfur muttered. Besides,
how hard could it be? The alliance will further our knowledge into WindClans
movements as well as let me know when Robinwing will have her kits. You know
shes due any day now, and I dont want the kits executed. Its good to know when
shes near. Nightstar narrowed his eyes tighter, as if trying to find out where
Rainfur was getting at.
I will be able to control Stormpaw well enough to keep him a secret from the
other Clans, Rainfur continued. His power is still weaker than mine at the
moment, and as long as it grows like mine did, it wont be a problem. The only
thing I need to work on is our relationship with each other, seeing as he hates me
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and Im not really fond of him. Nightstar seemed to be catching on, leaving
Rainfur to smile.
The war is something that will happen on any normal day, Rainfur told the noble
leader. It will be a surprise, though we already knew it was coming. We need to
get ready for it, but really, I think were strong enough as it is. With RiverClan on
our side, well be even stronger. Nightstar was quiet again, though this time he
seemed to be calmer.
I see your point, Rainfur, said Nightstar as he smiled with relief. StarClan, am I
glad I chose you as my deputy. You may leave now, and make sure youre there
when Stormpaw awakes. I have a feeling hell want to ask a lot of questions.
Rainfur dipped his head in respect before leaving, happier than hed been all day.
As Rainfur walked out of the den, he felt a slight flare of pain in his shoulder. It
had been hurting since Blackpelt had scratched it, and it had only made his head
ache worse. Rainfur wondered absently if it had to do with the connection he had
with Stormpaw, and if it would always be like this.
Guess Ill just have to wait and see, Rainfur thought.

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Rainfur quickly assigned cats to patrols as he waited anxiously for Stormpaw to
awake. With the new-found power, Stormpaw would either be scared to death or
very confused, both of which required Rainfur to be there for him. He was
Stormpaws mentor after all.
There was something else on Rainfurs mind. It was something that continued to
be pointed out to him, and though he would love to say its true, he couldnt bring
himself to do it. Rainfur knew that if he told himself that he knew who Stormpaw
was, a false hope would build that would break once again, and that was the last
thing he wanted.
Rainfur sighed as he realised how true it was though. He and Stormpaw were
similar, if not totally alike. The apprentice was different in personality and looks,
maybe, but other than that, they were the same. They both had a shadowy past,
and they both were whispered about. They were both loners, once and upon
Stormpaws awakening power, now they would be deadly.
With all of this evidence, Rainfur still didnt want to raise his hopes. Stormpaw
would be the one to admit who he was, not some cats who had no idea what was
going on. It was just how it was going to be. And until that day, he had to wait, no
matter how much he didnt want to.
Rainfur! Poppyheart called from the medicine cat den. Stormpaw is waking
up! Rainfurs heart lurched as he heard this. After quickly finishing his job, he
darted over to the medicine den, feeling quite excited.
Rainfur quickly sat next to Poppyheart with a worried look in his eye. He had no
idea how Stormpaw was doing, seeing as Poppyheart refused to tell him anything
but, be patient. Rainfur just really wanted to see Stormpaw up and well again, so
that they could train on something other than the normal battle or hunting
techniques.
Stormpaws small body moved suddenly, and almost too soon was the apprentice
sitting up, his eyes wide with fear. He looked very scared, not to mention sad at the
same time. Rainfur felt sorry for him, but he didnt want to say anything just yet.
W-what h-happened? asked Stormpaw, his eyes wide as two whole moons.
Poppyheart hissed in warning, getting the small toms attention.
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You just got into a little fight, Poppyheart growled. You need to rest here for a
few days before you can continue training. Just try not to over-exhaust yourself,
will you? I spent nearly a day fixing the wounds that you got, and with you
squirming about like a squirrel it was quite hard. Rainfur smiled a bit before
looking over to the young medicine cat.
Would you mind leaving so that I can talk to Stormpaw? asked Rainfur. Its
about, eryou knowwhat happened. Poppyheart glared at him for a few
moments before shrugging.
Just make sure you dont hurt him in the process, Poppyheart growled. Im sure
you of all cats are aware of how tired he is right now. With that, she left, leaving
Rainfur and Stormpaw alone. At first, it was just silence as Stormpaw looked to his
paws and Rainfur waited for the many questions he was certain Stormpaw was
thinking of.
What really happened? asked Stormpaw. Rainfur hesitated in answering, not
really knowing how to answer the question he was given. Stormpaw hissed in fury
at his slow response. I know you know, Rainfur. What happened? I wasnt me! I
wasnt thinking correctly. . .How could I go after a leader like that? She could have
finished me easily! Then when you showed up I. . .I s-saw what happened to you,
and what youd done, and I just felt the need to kill you. It wasnt right!
Slow down, Stormpaw, Rainfur soothed. I know what happened, and to be
truthful, no one blames you. Since they know that I can train you out of it, they
know that they will be safe. You and I just need to be careful, alright?
It cant be that simple! Stormpaw hissed, standing up quickly. I wanted kill you!
I wanted torture you! How could they forgive me that easily? How are they not even
the slightest bit afraid? Rainfur sighed, realizing that it was going to be a bit
harder than hed expected to explain.
Stormpaw, they are afraid, Rainfur growled. They know what you can do,
having seen me once before. They know what could happen if you lose control
again. However, Ive convinced them that I can train you out of it, just like I
trained myself. Stormpaw shook his head, looking very scared and confused.
But I nearly killed a leader! Stormpaw reminded him. I nearly took her last life!
Its wrong! How could you train me? How do you know you can get that
that monster side out of me? Rainfur narrowed his eyes, making Stormpaw lower
his head a little.
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There you go again, thinking youve got it worse, said Rainfur bitterly. Have
you even attempted to ask the elders what happened to me? Stormpaw shook his
head, his eyes growing a bit wider.
How could you have it worse than me? asked Stormpaw, making Rainfurs anger
rise. I nearly killed someone!
Have you ever wondered how Rosestar lost her first eight lives in the first place?
Rainfur hissed, making Stormpaws eyes widen twice as much. Have you even
wondered why all of these cats hated the fact that I was becoming deputy, or why
the fear in their eyes have still not vanished?
No. . . Stormpaw murmured. Thats impossible! How could you have taken all
of Rosestars lives at once?
I didnt, Rainfur growled. Jactur did.
Who? asked Stormpaw. I thought he was just your excuse as to why you were
insane. Rainfur shrugged.
Thats more true than you could ever know, said Rainfur. Look, my point is
that Ive killed at least eight times if youre including all of Rosestars lives. Aside
from those lives Ive killed at least eight more times, not counting the rogues that
started the whole elevation in the first place. You are not the one who needs
sympathy. If you dont want my training, fine, I wont give it to you. If you decide
that you want my training and will think before you act, then come see me and we
will sort your powers differences and similarities before beginning training,
understood? I will not train a lonely cry-baby who thinks he should get all the
attention. Theyre just a waste of time to me. With that, Rainfur left the den,
unable to look at his apprentice at the moment.
As he stomped out of the den, he found that the dawn patrol had returned.
Rainfur walked over to them, waiting for the news. They had gone by the
ThunderClan border, and he was anxious to see what was going on over there.
Hed only seen Flamepelt a few times since their first meeting, and he wanted to
know if the young ginger tom had succeeded on getting into Sharpstars inner
circle.
Any news? asked Rainfur.
There hasnt been any activity on or around the border aside from the scent that
you showed us, Blackpetal, the head of that patrol, told him. Its been going on
for a few daysdo you know why?
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Flamepelt is a spy, but because of whats happened, I havent been meeting him,
Rainfur explained. If hes this restless, he must have some important information.
With that in mind, I will meet him tonight. Thank you, Blackpetal. She dipped her
head in response before heading toward the fresh-kill pile, leaving him to think
alone.
It sounded like Flamepelt had news, but if it was Robinwings kits he would have
already heard from RiverClan. So, either Flamepelt had figured out how to get
Sharpstars trust, or the battle was happening soon, which would be bad. . .or
good. If Stormpaws power was based on justice, then Sharpstar would be dead in
an instant.
Rainfur sighed again before noticing an unfamiliar scent drawing near. When he
realised who it was, he froze. It was RiverClan, surprisingly, and Bravestar was
among them along with Wolfheart, Silverdew, Mysticpaw, and only a few Warriors.
Rainfur knew it wasnt an invasion, but then what was it?
Bravestar entered ShadowClans camp, followed by the other RiverClan cats.
ShadowClan gave hostile hisses and glares as they entered, basically warning the
other Clan not to do anything stupid. Rainfur knew it was much more than that
though.
Bravestar led his Warriors toward Rainfur, making him catch his breath. Nightstar
was sleeping, for hed just been on a moonhigh patrol. This meant that Rainfur was
going to have to deal with the RiverClan cats, only he had no idea what he was
doing.
Where is Nightstar? Bravestar asked, sort of like an order. Rainfur flicked his tail
to the leaders den.
Hes sleeping, Rainfur muttered. After the battle, worrying about Stormpaw,
ThunderClan and WindClan as well as going on a moonhigh patrol last night, he
deserved it. Hell wake soon if his nose is good enough. Rainfur didnt notice
Wolfhearts sharp glare that seemed to have much more meaning to it that he
could have imagined.
Im sorry to hear that the battle made it harder for your Clan, said Bravestar
apologetically. I will forever be in your debt. There is actually something I would
like to discuss, but if Nightstar is asleep it can wait. Rainfur shook his head.
If it is this important, I will wake him, Rainfur responded. Hell want to hear
what you have to say. Rainfur stood and started walking toward the leaders den
before Bravestar called out to him.
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Hows your apprentice doing, anyway? Bravestar asked. That was basically a nice
way of saying, is he going to be a big problem like you were? Rainfur made
himself calm down before replying.
He woke up just before you arrived, Rainfur replied. Hes agreed to let me train
him even harder, to reach the goal I had to. Rainfur left before Bravestar could
respond. The last thing he wanted to do at the moment was talk about his brat of
an apprentice.
When Rainfur entered the leaders den, he wasnt exactly excited about waking
Nightstar. There had been a certain awkwardness between them for whatever
reason, but it wasnt only that. Nightstar kept asking him about Stormpaw, and
though Rainfur would love to answer, he just couldnt. Not even now that his
apprentice was awake.
Nightstar, Rainfur murmured, nudging the elder leader with his paw. Nightstar,
wake up. Bravestar has come. In an instant, Nightstar was sitting up straight,
looking quite exhausted yet able to comprehend what was going on.
Hes here? asked Nightstar, making Rainfur nod. With a sigh, the noble leader
nodded and stood. I guess we both saw it coming anyway. Tell him to meet me
here. This is the quietest place to talk. Rainfur nodded before dipping his head in
respect. He walked out of the den after that.
When Rainfur reached Bravestar, he found that most of ShadowClan had come
out to see what was going on. It was strange to see the two Clans so hostile after
just defending each other a few days ago. Rainfur figured that it was normal now
that both ThunderClan and WindClan had turned against them.
With one swift movement, Rainfur told Bravestar to lead his group into the
leaders den, and Bravestar nodded in response. For some reason, Rainfur was
afraid. There was just something in his stomach telling him that this wasnt the
right decision.
Ignoring the fear, Rainfur led Bravestar and his Warriors into the leaders den,
feeling quite low as he did. Wolfheart continued to remind him that he was only a
new deputy, and the medicine cats knew more than him.
Rainfur sat by Nightstar just as Bravestar sat down in front of them. Wolfheart and
Silverdew sat next to Bravestar while Mysticpaw and the Warriors sat next to those
two. It was as if it was all planned, which worried Rainfur.
A few moments later Poppyheart, Blackpetal and Treeleg entered the leaders den,
as if knowing that they would be needed at the meeting. Being the elder Warriors
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and medicine cat, Rainfur felt that he was actually quite relieved that they showed
up.
I heard you wished to speak with me, Nightstar started, his head held high as if
trying to challenge Bravestar. It must be important. After all, you did leave your
Clan to do so. Bravestar growled slightly.
I have left my stronger Warriors so that they can protect RiverClans camp,
Bravestar explained. WindClan have also laid off us since your apprentices little
stunt the other day, so I feel that my Clan is safe. . .for now. Nightstar tilted his
head in confusion, though Rainfur already knew what Bravestar was talking about.
What do you mean? asked Nightstar curiously. WindClan has no control over
its Warriors
But Sharpstar does, Bravestar growled. Face it, Nightstar. Getting Rosestar to
agree to that offer was merely a way to get control of her Warriors. Now that hes
done that hell try anything to get control of RiverClan, and then ShadowClan. I
think hes trying to find a way to kill Rainfur first.
Fat chance of that happening, Rainfur muttered. Hes been trying to kill me
since he knew what I could do. I think he thought himself smart when he exiled
me, and now hes furious that Ive returned. Im just a solid obstacle in the way,
and I wont move unless Im shattered. The leaders barely even listened to him,
but that didnt matter.
Does that have anything to do with why youre here, Bravestar? asked Nightstar
irritably. Im getting a bit. . .impatient. Bravestar growled a bit in warning before
nodding.
Im here to ask to ally with your Clan, Bravestar told him. Ive been cautious,
but now that Ive seen what Sharpstar can do, I want to take action. If I dont, my
Clan will not last long, and neither will I. I have lived a long time, but with that
time came the consequence of losing lives. My wisdom may give me enough
strength to live through the war, but I must think of the worst. Rainfur was
actually surprised that Bravestar admitted that he lost a lot of lives already, but
then, Bravestar never told them how many he lost.
With that concern, I wish to become an ally with you and your Clan, to create a
stronger resistance, Bravestar continued. Allying with Rainfur alone would be
enough, but to have another Clan as back-up would let me sleep a little more at
night.
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How am I to be certain that youre not just doing this to save your Clan and let us
do the fighting? asked Nightstar. How would I know that this isnt just a scam?
We want to kill Sharpstar as much as you do, Wolfheart hissed. Hes a mean,
abusive leader that should not have gained his nine lives. Silverdew growled in
warning after he finished.
StarClan didnt know of what they were getting themselves into, Silverdew
hissed. At the time Sharpstar hadnt done anything wrong. They regret it now,
though.
Especially the four leaders, Rainfur muttered, mostly to himself. However, the
whole den heard. Of course.
How would you know? asked Silverdew. You arent a medicine cat.
Yeah, but if you remember right, I do have ties with StarClan, Rainfur hissed, his
eyes narrowed. Cheetahfur mostly.
Watch your mouth, Silverdew hissed. StarClan is not something to be taken
lightly.
I would know, Rainfur growled, basically challenging Silverdew. In all reality, he
did probably know more than any of the medicine cats in the den. In all reality, he
was the strongest as well. The only problem was the fact that he was in no position
to challenge anyone, which was his weakness.
Be quiet, Rainfur, Nightstar hissed. You know better than to talk back to your
elders. Rainfur narrowed his eyes a bit before looking away. It wasnt worth the
fight. Nightstar looked over to Bravestar after that, waiting for the wise tom to
continue.
Is there anything else you would like to add to your statement? asked Nightstar.
It is my wish we ally as well, but there seems to be a problem. Bravestar nodded,
a bit of worry in his eye.
It has come to my attention that Rainfurs apprentice, Stormpaw, has a similar. .
.power to the one that destroyed Ravenstar, said Bravestar. I am wondering how
you are dealing with it.
I did not destroy Ravenstar, I just merely killed him, said Jactur, sounding quite pleased
with himself. It was his fault for losing all of his lives at that time anyway.
Stormpaws power is similar to Rainfurs, though with having a cat whos already
been through it all, I have a feeling you dont need to worry about getting killed,
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Nightstar replied. Rainfur has already agreed to train him, so as long as he agrees,
we should be fine.
Its a bit more difficult than that, Nightstar, Rainfur said then, his head lowering
as the noble leaders eyes turned to him. Stormpaw is in shock, and he hasnt yet
realised our powers are similar. We talked just a few moments ago, and I gave him
the option of training with me, though Im uncertain whether he will accept it or
not.
What are you getting at? asked a RiverClan Warrior whom Rainfur knew slightly
well. It was Stonefur, Cloudstreak and Thunderhearts mother. Why cant it be as
simple as training?
Its not just training for strength and speed, but more of trust and reliability,
Rainfur explained, trying to keep himself calm. At the moment, my relationship
with my apprentice isnt all that great, and to train I need his attention. He will not
give that to me unless he trusts me, so to put it short, unless he shapes up I cant
do a darn thing.
But what if heyou know. . .does that again? asked a younger RiverClan
Warrior, one whom he didnt know.
Fortunately for you, as long as I pay attention, he wont hurt anyone, Rainfur
replied. From what Ive figured out, his power is based off justice anyway.
So what youre saying is that Stormpaw will only kill those who have killed?
asked the Warrior.
No, what Im saying is that if he met Sharpstar, he would probably go for the kill,
but if he met a kit, he would probably leave it alone, Rainfur told her. At the
moment, if you have done something as simple as lying about the fact that you
took twice your share of fresh-kill, he will kill you. If I train him, he will be able to
distinguish good from evil, and use his power against them.
But you feel that you cannot train him without having a decent relationship with
each other, am I correct? asked Nightstar. Rainfur nodded obediently.
Well, make sure you work on that, Nightstar ordered before looking back to
Bravestar. If there arent any more matters you would like to discuss, I think we
should formally announce our allegiance tomorrow night at the gathering place
during the quarter moons height. Bravestar nodded, smiling a bit.
That is a splendid idea, and I would be happy to attend it with my Clan. Then,
after dipping his head respectively to Nightstar, he stood up and led his Clan out
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of the den. Nightstar, Rainfur, and the rest of the ShadowClan cats in the den
followed.
When they were all in camp, there were many curious glances. Sweetclaw
especially, though she seemed to understand what was going on. Rainfur hoped
and pleaded that Stormpaw would be asleep, because at the moment he still didnt
feel like bumping into the small apprentice.
Bravestar left quickly, but Rainfur could understand why. Hed been away from his
Clan for over an hour, and anything could have happened in that time. However,
Rainfur had a feeling there was another reason.
ShadowClan, I have some important news to share with you, Nightstar began,
finding no need to call the Clan out seeing as they were already gathered. As you
just saw, Bravestar and his Clan have visited us. Not just out of the blue, though.
There were anxious and excited murmured, and Rainfur found himself looking
into the eyes of Stormpaw, who had unfortunately joined the crowd.
Bravestar wishes to ally with us, and out of wisdom and intelligence, I have
accepted, Nightstar continued, standing tall and proud just like a leader should.
On the quarter moon we shall all travel to the gathering place and formally ally
ShadowClan with RiverClan under the stars where StarClan can see us clearly.
Nothing will change from the past, but there will be a better relationship with the
RiverClan cats, as they are going to keep us in knowledge of WindClans
movements. I wish not to vote on this, because it has already been accepted. With
a nod, Nightstar dismissed the Clan meeting and retired to his den.
Rainfur stood at the base of the Highrock, staring off. It wasnt because he hadnt
had enough sleep, but more like he wasnt really thinking straight. There was so
much going on, and yet through all that, he was supposed to keep it organized?
That was unlikely.
*
Rainfur listened to the rain sprinkle down, leaving nothing but small wet spots on
his coat. The ground was soggy, but soft, and the dirt felt cool beneath his paws.
The wind didnt blow but instead stayed quiet. It was as if the night was to be
quiet, and though it was nice, Rainfurs senses were still alert. There is always a
calm before the storm, as someone once said.
Though he could not see the moon, he guessed it was around moon-high, which
was perfect timing. Rainfur was to meet Flamepelt, who of all times chose that
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night to meet him. Rainfur was still exhausted, and he still had many things going
through his head.
Rainfur found the border quickly and sat down, avoiding putting his tail in a
puddle as he did so. He hoped that Flamepelt would come quickly, for the cold air
and rain was making him shiver already, and darker clouds were coming. Though it
was nearly leaf-fall, it was still green-leaf, and because of that, there would probably
be a thunderstorm arriving soon.
In the distance Rainfur spotted a ginger figure, making him smile with relief. As
Flamepelt drew closer, Rainfur found that he looked a bit healthier, and much
more fit. This raised his hopes, but he didnt raise them too high, for he knew what
it meant to be disappointed.
Anything new? asked Rainfur.
What do you want first, the good news or the bad news? asked Flamepelt,
making Rainfurs heart sink. Had Robinwing had her kits? Were they executed? Did
Amberstorm die? Did Sharpstar find out about Flamepelt being a spy? Did. . .did that monster
find out about Stormpaw?
Give me the bad news first I guess, Rainfur replied, making Flamepelt nod.
Robinwings kits are going to be late, Flamepelt told him. And though thats a
good thing for us, its bad for her according to Snowdrift. Apparently the kits are
too small and need to stay within her womb a bit longer. However, the longer they
stay, the more Robinwing has to work, and the weaker shell be. Rainfurs eyes
widened.
Cant Snowdrift do anything about it? he asked.
Unfortunately, no, Flamepelt replied. Robinwing is fighting though and
everyone who is joining the resistance is trying to find ways to help her. Dont
worry, Rainfur. Trust us. Rainfur nodded, though he still worried.
And the good news? asked Rainfur.
Sharpstar has trusted me enough to tell me this, Flamepelt replied. He has told
me many plans of his, but none of them are important yet. However, I think that
he is going to trust me completely by leaf-fall at the latest. Rainfur smiled and
nodded.
Good work, Flamepelt, Rainfur told him. Did he say anything about
Stormpaw?
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No, said Flamepelt, shaking his head a bit. He doesnt suspect a thing. He just
mumbles about how you made Stormpaw just as crazy as you were.
Good, said Rainfur, letting out a sigh of relief. There was a moments silence
before Flamepelt spoke again.
What is Stormpaw really? asked Flamepelt. ThunderClan has been wondering.
Rainfur paused. There was a slight moment when he thought of lying to Flamepelt,
but then reality reminded him that he had to tell his friends the truth or it would
come back and bit him in the butt. However, could he trust the other Clan cats to
keep their mouths shut?
Hesercomplicating, Rainfur told the young ginger tom. He is in some
ways like me, but in others, totally different. The power he has is based off justice,
something mine was never about. However, the power doesnt seem to know what
evil truly is yet, so I have given Stormpaw the option to train with me.
Has he accepted? asked Flamepelt.
No, said Rainfur, shaking his head. And I doubt he will. Stormpaws just. . .
frustrating, you know what I mean? Hes bratty and thinks hes got it rough. If only
he knew what Ive gone through.
Cant you show him like you did Duskkit? asked Flamepelt. Rainfur sighed,
shaking his head at first. Then he thought of something that was out of the
ordinary.
Actually, I think I can show him, just not the same way as Duskkit. . . Rainfur
murmured. Thanks, Flamepelt, for reminding me of what I can do.
No problem, Flamepelt said, smiling proudly. I better godawn is
approaching. Rainfur nodded in understanding before walking away, listening to
Flamepelts paw steps as he did the same.
Rainfur returned to camp quietly, and when he met the cats guarding the entrance
he nodded to them. Around the time that Flamepelt had agreed to be a spy,
Rainfur had explained to the older Warriors that he was going to be leaving and
coming back late at night for some time, and they seemed to understand.
When Rainfur made it into the Warriors den, he fell asleep quickly, mostly because
it was for a reason. He concentrated solely on retreating to his mind, and when
that happened, he found that he was in complete darkness. For Rainfur, this was
good. His emotions were being pushed away, leaving him with full rein to do what
he wanted.
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Hey, Rainey, said Jactur, walking up to him. Rainfur smiled, no longer freaked
out when seeing his new friend. Whatya doin here? I almost never get to see you
anymore. Got a plan?
Yeah, but Ill need your help, Rainfur replied. Do you know how to get
Stormpaw in here? Jactur shook his head.
No, but we can go to him, Jactur responded, smiling with amusement. All we
need to do is enter his dreams. It wont be that hard, seeing as hes dreaming of
you at the moment. Rainfur nodded, quite happy that it was going to be easy.
What do I have to do? asked Rainfur.
Just try to imagine Stormpaw sleeping in the medicine den, and then try to match
his breathing, Jactur replied. Very simple if you do it right.
Rainfur nodded again before closing his eyes, trying to imagine the medicine den in
his head. After doing that, he added Stormpaw in the picture, and soon matched
his breathing. It was easier than hed previously thought, and soon he was in the
middle of Stormpaws dream.
It was quite odd, if Rainfur was seeing correctly, but it made sense. He was on a
bridge, one that looked very high. Cars were passing him quickly, and the road
seemed to be a major one. The only thing wrong was the human in front of him.
The familiar one.
It was Daniel.
Rainfurs heart-beat doubled as he watched his little brother pull out his phone and
talk to his father. The conversation went just as the TV had put it, and when it
ended, Rainfur wanted badly to help his brother, but then he reminded himself
that it was only a dream.
Daniel turned around, then, and he didnt seem to notice Rainfur. Instead he
walked right passed him, and onto the road. The driver of the car didnt see Daniel,
and in one moment, it hit the ten-year-old boy.
The scene changed to complete darkness. In a few minutes, Rainfur could see a
light, and in front of that light was Daniel. When the light faded, Rainfur found
Cheetahfur sitting there, just like she had with him. This was all too similar, and all
too painful to watch.
This time, it wasnt the four leaders who had shown up. Instead, it was Ravenstar,
the previous leader of ThunderClan, Jayflight, the previous deputy of
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ThunderClan, and a few others Rainfur didnt know. They were important though,
and of course Rainfur couldnt stay long enough to find who they were.
When the scene changed again, Rainfur found that he was looking at a younger
Stormpaw. After that, it went back to complete darkness, all expect for Rainfur,
Jacturwho Rainfur never knew was thereand Stormpaw, who stared at them
with wide eyes.
W-what are you doing here? Stormpaw demanded, standing up quickly. What
did you see? Rainfurs eyes were also wide as he figured out just what was going
on.
You cant be
What did you see? Stormpaw screamed, interrupting Rainfur. That dream was
aboutermy Twoleg! Yeah, thats right, my Twoleg!
DaStormpaw, I know whats going on, Rainfur told him. I know whats
happened to you.
No you dont! Stormpaw hissed, his shock suddenly turning into anger. You
havent lost a brother! You havent had it be our fault! You havent even gone
from a human to a cat! Rainfurs eyes narrowed tightly as he found that Stormpaw
was still just as annoying.
You wanna bet? asked Rainfur. Before Stormpaw got to answer, Rainfur moved.
He searched through Stormpaws memories, not even caring to find out if it was
hurting his apprentice or not. He was too angry.
Rainfur took every memory of him and Alfie that he could, though it was limited
due to to the fact that Daniel was barely four at the time. Or was it three? He
couldnt remember. All he knew was that Stormpaw had to see this.
After taking the memories he threw them to Stormpaw, noticing only too late that
hed hurt his own apprentice. Rainfur ignored the fact at that moment, knowing
that it would only be worse if he didnt continue.
Rainfur looked through his own memories after that, grabbing the few he still had
of Alfies death. He then gave them to Stormpaw, who gasped in horror.
After this, Rainfur grabbed every memory he could of him and Daniel together,
and then he threw them at Stormpaw, who screamed at that moment. Then, he
showed the memory of how he died. Rainfur cringed at the mental pain he was
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now receiving, but ignored that too. He needed to do this in order for Stormpaw
to understand.
Rainfur took the memory of meeting Cheetahfur and the others, threw that at
Stormpaw, and then picked a few others of him being insane with Jactur. After
this, he showed Stormpaw the memories of him reaching his previous home as a
human, and then showed how he figured out how Daniel died.
After that, he stopped, watching as Stormpaw looked through the memories. It
would be hours until he got through them all, but if that was what it took, he
would wait. Rainfur was too tired to really move anyway.
Around a half-hour later, Stormpaws eyes blinked several times before looking to
Rainfur with his eyes wide in shock. There was a few moments of silence before
anyone spoke.
M-Matthew? asked Stormpaw, his voice shaky. Youre really alive? Rainfur
nodded.
Its hard to believe you are, he said. Do you know how hard it was to know that
you died because I did? Daniel, I lived my human life killing myself as I
remembered Alfies death. When I heard about you, I was nearly back to square
one.
I-Im so sorry, Stormpaw whispered. If Id have known, I wouldnt have treated
you so badly.
I know, Stormpaw, Rainfur soothed. But that wasnt the point of showing you
those memories. You may have had a crappy life, but youre still not as bad as I
was. I didnt have someone willing to train me, to get the monster out of my head.
I didnt have someone willing to understand me, to know what I was going
through. I didnt have the privacy and normalness that you do. I was stared at and
feared above all things, all because Cheetahfur made a small mistake.
You, Stormpaw, are different, Rainfur continued. You have me. I will train the
monster out of you, and I will understand you. I know what youre going through,
and I know how to fix it. Just listen to me, and show some respect. Thats all Im
asking. Stormpaw nodded obediently.
I promise, Matthew, Stormpaw whispered.
Im Rainfur, remember? Rainfur reminded the small tom. Im no longer
Matthew, and youre no longer Daniel. Plus, if you call me Matthew around the
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other cats, theyll start calling you the Odd One again. Stormpaw nodded in
understanding before everything faded, leaving Rainfur to wake with a start.
He sighed before realizing it was dawn already, and so he stood up and made his
way out of the Warriors den. It seemed many cats were already up, and when
Rainfur saw Nightstar upon the Highrock, he knew instantly that the noble leader
had called a Clan meeting just a few moments ago.
Glancing over to the apprentices den, he found Stormpaw walking out quietly, a
happy smile upon his face. Rainfur was happy as well, but who could blame him?
Hed just found out that his little brother was alive and right in front of him.
After joining the crowd of cats, Nightstar started, looking very excited. It was as if
it was a new beginning, as there was a new hope to guide everyones spirits.
The day has come at last, Nightstar announced, sitting tall and proud. The
quarter moon has only half-a-day to rise, in which we shall all go to the gathering
place and announce our allegiance to RiverClan! Kits may stay if they or their
mothers wish, but everyone else must come. Who would want to miss such a
happy evening anyways?
There are a few things I must attend to before I confirm when we will go.
Rainfur, said Nightstar, looking to him. Stormpaw has agreed to train with you,
correct? Rainfur nodded.
Yes he has, Rainfur lied, having never really asked Stormpaw straight. Though
he knew if he asked his apprentice the answer would be yes anyways. We begin
training specially tomorrow. Today is too big a day to begin. Nightstar nodded in
understanding.
Then we shall leave just before the moon rises! Nightstar announced, leaving
everyone else to cheer with him. The Clan meeting was then dismissed, leaving
Rainfur to comfortably walk over to Stormpaw.
Im assuming you do promise to behave now, said Rainfur. Or are you still
going to be a brat? Stormpaw smirked and stood tall.
As if! Stormpaw hissed. Brats are just a waste of time! Rainfur smiled.
That is good to hear, Rainfur murmured. Now, as I said to Nightstar, we wont
begin training until RiverClans allegiance has been confirmed. I have to warn you
though, this training will be difficult. It took me several moons to prefect.
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Itll take me half the time if Im with you, Stormpaw pointed out. Besides,
Jactur himself said that Im faster than you.
How do you know that? Rainfur demanded, though he wasnt really angry.
Stormpaw just pranced away, a smirk still on his face.
He told me last night. said Stormpaw. Rainfur rolled his eyes before joining his
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Chapter Thirty-One

Rainfur walked quickly beside Nightstar, his eyes and ears alert as they crossed the
RiverClan border. Though it was a warm night, and everything seemed quiet, there
was something that told Rainfur that he needed to be careful. Plus, they were going
onto another Clans territory, and that might have been a trick.
Behind him, anxious squeals of kits and young apprentices were heard. Even
Stormpaw looked happy to be going to the quarter moon alliance gathering. It was,
of course, the first time anyone had done anything like this, so the elder Warriors
were still cautious of how StarClan would react.
Rainfur wasnt afraid. StarClan would respect the decision, and with both Sharpstar
and Rosestar combined, why couldnt Bravestar and Nightstar do the same? Aside
from that, there was the fact that they needed to begin a war, and fighting
separately would be stupid.
Hey, Rainfur, said Stormpaw, prancing up to him. Is anything weird going to
happen? I heard from the other apprentices that something always happens when
you go to gatherings. Rainfur smiled, happy that Stormpaw was finally learning
about him instead of just whining.
Im not quite sure, said Rainfur. This gathering isnt something Ive seen
before. Judging by everyones excitement, they havent either.
Really? asked Stormpaw. Thats so cool! Do you think Jacturs going to like it?
Rainfur shrugged.
He doesnt like anything I do, said Rainfur, smirking as Jactur hissed lowly to
him.
Do you think Ill have someone like Jactur someday? asked Stormpaw, looking
quite curious.
Most likely, Rainfur replied. We have a long way before then, though.
Stormpaw smiled, but before he could ask another question, they reached the
gathering place.
It was all very interesting, the way the sky was lit up by the moon, and something
else just made the air feel softer. Rainfur also noticed the kindness in the air as he
crossed the log, as if they were no longer seperate Clans, but just another family
joining the ceremony.
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The kits took off as soon as they reached the ground. They went over to where the
elders were gathered, along with the RiverClan kits. The apprentices all tried to
compete with each other while the medicine cats greeted each other once again.
Bravestar and Nightstar watched from a corner while the Warriors just spread out.
Rainfur found himself following Mudkit, Rosekit, and Tigerkit toward the elders,
curious as to what kind of stories the elder cats were telling the young kits.
Come join us, Rainfur, called the raspy voice of Greypelt, one of ShadowClans
elders. We were just about to tell the youngsters a story. You may join us if you
wish. Rainfur smiled before sitting by a familiar fluffy she-kit, who looked at him
with wide-eyes.
Hey, I know you! declared a small ginger kit. Youre Rainfur, arent you?
Rainfur nodded in response, though he didnt know who the kit is.
Im Foxkit! the kit replied, looking quite excited. My sister is Mosskit over
there. A small grey she-cat blushed softly as he looked to her, knowing she was
Mosskit. Now Rainfur knew them. They were the kits of Reedfeather, the one who
nursed Snowkit, Duskkit, and Nightkit.
That would mean the fluffy cottonball next to him was Snowkit, and Rainfur
suddenly realised how pretty shed gotten. They must have been close to becoming
apprentices, for they were nearly as big as Stormpaw.
Nightkit sat furthest away from him, looking quite amazed as he saw Rainfur. He
was taller and longer than Snowkit, and he looked quite powerful.
Duskkit, who looked very frightened, sat in the middle of the line of kits, looking
up to Rainfur with fear in his eyes. Like last time, he didnt blame the golden kit.
After all, Duskkit was the youngest cat to know his secrets, which were very
frightening to a kit his age.
Rainfur stared at the small tom, realizing just how small he was. He was definitely
the runt, but even then, Duskkit looked strong. It was as if hed already started his
training, but Rainfur knew better. Bravestar was not that cruel.
You must be the three that Rainfur saved! Mudkit, who sat by Foxkit,
announced. Im Mudkit!
Im Rosekit, said Rosekit, blushing slightly as all eyes turned to her.
Im Tigerkit, named after the best tom in the forest! Tigerkit announced.
Tigerstar? asked Foxkit, looking very confused.
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No, mouse-brain, Tigerkit growled. Tigerheart!

Who was named after Tigerstar, Greypelt chuckled. I do see a pattern here.
Now, what would you kits like to know about? All of the kits looked to the
ShadowClan elder, their eyes full of excitement as they got ready to be told a story.
I want to know about that Cheetahfur cat! said Tigerkit. I heard Rainfur talked
about her last gathering! Did you know about her? The elders were quiet for a few
moments before an elder she-cat spoke up.
I knew her, said the elder. Very curious was this she-cat. She always loved to
see new things, and was quite curious as to why the Clans were separated so much.
I met her back when I was a Warrior. A friend of mine was her mentor. Such a
cute kit she was, and with no brothers and sisters, youd think she was spoiled.
Was she? asked Mosskit, engrossed in the story.
Oh no, Cheetahfur was very, very kind, the elder continued. So gentle, youd
think she was a medicine cat. But no, for some reason StarClan sent her another
path. When growing up, I found she wasnt all that strong, but she had a good
heart. Very smart too, and she happy.
What happened? asked Mudkit, leaning forward with excitement.
She fell in love, the elder replied. Very soon, in fact. She was still merely ten
moons old when she saw him first. The tom was a small loner, just a moon older
than she. Hed come begging for a home, and Sandstar, the leader at the time,
refused. Cheetahfur, however, disagreed. In her mind, this tom needed to be
helped, but no matter how she told the noble leader, Sandstar refused.
Cheetahfur then went behind the Clans back and helped this tom grow stronger.
Hed come from ShadowClans direction, and he was a bit beaten up. So she
healed him, and hunted for him and fought for him. The dark tom soon grew
stronger, and by the time Cheetahfur was fifteen moons old, he was ready to make
his second appearance.
The next time the tom showed himself to Sandstar, he was strong, and he was fit
to be a Warrior. Cheetahfur had been teaching him the ways of the Warrior code,
and even how to fight properly. Sandstar couldnt refuse, and soon the tom was
just a regular cat in ThunderClan.
Thats a boring story! Nightkit suddenly blurted out.
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Well Im not quite finished, the elder growled before continuing. As you could
all see coming, Cheetahfur and this tom, who was now a full Warrior along with
her, declared each other mates. They were very cute, the two of them. When I saw
them at gatherings, it reminded me of how much StarClan was watching over us.
Soon, as you could imagine, they had kits, the elder continued. Just two, though
one died of greencough at an early age. The kit that remained seemed determined
to show his belonging to the Clan, since everyone looked down upon his half-Clan
bloodlines. He did his best, but it wasnt enough.
One day, the kit thought it would be a good idea to hunt on his own, though he
was only barely an apprentice. The kit didnt know that there was a loose fox in the
area though. He met the fox, and his mother, Cheetahfur, was the only one who
seemed to notice his disappearance. Worried for her lost kit, she went to search for
it. When she found him, she was shocked.
Before the fox could attack her kit, she attacked it, though it was stronger. You
see, she hadnt really fought for over three moons, so her legs werent used to the
movement. It was only seconds until the fox killed her, and it took half a day for
anyone to notice Cheetahfurs disappearance. When they found the body, they
knew what had happened. The father of the kit, the loner, scolded the kit for many
moons, and many others looked down upon him even more.
The father of the kit became deputy not long after that, and without further
notice, leader. Sandstar had died killing the fox that had killed Cheetahfur, and so
the father of the kit lived on. The kit has become a strong Warrior.
What was the fathers name? asked Rosekit curiously. The elder lowered her
head a bit before replying.
Ravenstar, the elder responded. Rainfurs eyes widened. Ravenstar and
Cheetahfur were mates? They had kits? Why didnt he hear of this? Why hadnt
anybody told him?
Who was the kits name? asked Rainfur, though it was more an order. The elder
looked at him, her eyes narrowed as if she didnt like his tone. She answered
though.
At the moment he goes by the name of Sharpstar, the elder replied. Rainfur
looked down to his paws to hide his emotions.
This was wrong. So wrong. Sharpstar is Cheetahfur and Ravenstars kit. Did this
mean Sharpstar hated loners because he was one himself? Or was it because his
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father was? Maybe it was because it was the fact that he was only half Clan born
and that was when everyone hated him.
Why hadnt Cheetahfur told him?
A yowl from the oak tree made Rainfur jump back to reality. He looked up to see
that Bravestar and Nightstar were gathering the cats. He made his way over to
where Wolfheart was, and waited for the others to gather.
Welcome, ShadowClan! Bravestar announced, looking quite happy.
You as well, RiverClan! Nightstar called.
We are gathered here today to declare our allegiance to one another, said
Bravestar. I, Bravestar, leader of RiverClan, ask StarClan to grant us permission to
ally my Clan and I to ShadowClan for further protection of the Warrior code and
the Warriors of both of our Clans.
I, Nightstar, leader of ShadowClan, ask StarClan to grant us permission to ally my
Clan and I to ShadowClan for further protection of the Warrior code and the
Warriors of both of our Clans. said Nightstar ceremoniously. Four figures showed
up in front of them, looking straight to the leaders.
We accept your decision, Nightstar and Bravestar, leaders of River and Shadow, said the
main StarClan cat, though the others echoed. Let your Clans pass the borders in peace,
though do not steal prey from the others territory unless given permission by the Clan leader. May
your Clans help each other through the battles that are to come, and let them become friends to
strengthen the bond. Until the alliance is formally departed shall these rules lay.
The StarClan cats vanished afterword, but that wasnt all. Rainfur felt something
leave his side, as if Wolfheart had gotten up, but he hadnt. When Rainfur looked
to his left, he found that Jactur, strangely enough, was beside him. It was so odd
that he nearly jumped out of his skin.
What in StarClans name are you doing here? asked Rainfur, making Wolfheart
turn his head. The brave RiverClan deputy just gasped and backed away as he saw
Jactur.
I have absolutely no idea what just happened, but I honestly dont care, said
Jactur, smiling as he looked around the gathering place. This is awesome! I can go
where ever I want as long as its in this island! Sweet! Jactur suddenly stood up
and walked around, seeming to attract a few she-cats attention.
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Rainfur rolled his eyes before trying to fin Duskkit. He still needed to apologize to
the small tom, and he wanted to do it before they left.
Rainfur found the young tom along next to a bramble bush, and he looked very
fearful as well as regretful. It was strange, but Rainfur didnt care. Duskkit felt like
a little brother to him, and at the moment he had it in his mind that he needed to
comfort the golden tom.
You wouldnt mind if I sat here, would you? asked Rainfur curiously. Duskkit
nodded, though still looked at his paws. He had a feeling the small kit had no idea
who was sitting next to him, but that would soon change. A few moments of
silence passed, all of which Rainfur listened to the small kit sob.
Duskkit, why are you crying? asked Rainfur, trying to get Duskkit to tell him.
I-I saw Rainfur today, said Duskkit, refusing to look away from the ground.
Just a moon ago when he returned I vowed to myself that I wouldnt be afraid.
He was the cat who saved me after all, so why should I? But then I saw him today
and I just. . .froze up I guess. Rainfur shrugged, though he knew Duskkit could
not see him.
Maybe youre not ready to trust him just yet, Rainfur told him, having a hard
time trying to act as if he were someone else. Maybe you just need time to realize
hes not as bad as he seems. Duskkit just sighed, acting like Stormpaw in a way.
How will I ever learn how to trust him? asked Duskkit. After seeing all of those
memories. . .I just cant forget them. They were just so. . .vivid.
The memories you saw were scary, Rainfur told the young tom. But if they
were frightening to you, how scary do you think they were to him? Duskkit
paused, as if trying to think of how to respond to the answer.
I. . .I never thought of it that way, Duskkit murmured.
I knew somebody who thought he had a bad life, said Rainfur, hoping he didnt
sound too much like an elder. The tom found out later that someone else had an
even worse past. Point is, if you think you are in the worst situation ever, just try
and remember that theres probably somebody worse off. Rainfur stood up after
that, noticing Jactur talking to a few RiverClan she-cats.
Just as he got two tail-lengths away from Duskkit, the golden tom looked up,
gasping as he realised that he had been talking to his fear all along. Rainfur smiled
as he noticed the golden tom realize that he didnt need to be afraid.
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Two cats in three days, Rainfur thought to himself. I think thats a record.
*
The next few days for ShadowClan were crazy. They had seen RiverClan cats give
normal reports every five or so hours, the same with ShadowClan to RiverClan.
There was so much commotion, so many things going on, and so many unfamiliar
faces going around that Rainfur had no time to take Stormpaw out for a training
session.
Today, however, Rainfur had left Treeleg in charge so that he could take his
apprentice training. Besides, it was the fact that Stormpaw agreed to the training
that the RiverClan cats were there anyway. He had a right to take a rest and train
his apprentice in the way of his power.
Stormpaw was walking beside him at the moment, and Rainfur noticed the fear
growing in his eyes. It was unmistakable, leaving Rainfur to wonder if the training
was such a good idea, but then he just remembered that he had to do it for
Stormpaws sake.
They reached a fairly large clearing where Rainfur turned around to face Stormpaw,
who looked steady and alert, though somewhat shaken. By the end of the day,
Stormpaw would probably be okay, though.
First things first, Rainfur said. What exactly happened when you went crazy?
How did you know Rosestar had done all those things? Stormpaw shrugged
before sitting down.
I dont know, Stormpaw muttered truthfully. I just saw it. I saw her attack you,
try and kill you, and when I turned to you, I saw everything. Well, I didnt get
through it. I only saw that rogue leaders death and then I freaked out. I think I
saw a few more, but it was just. . .foggy. Rainfur sat there, staring at his
apprentice.
. . .Okay, well thats. . .different, Rainfur murmured. If you can see their sins,
than that would mean fully controlled you could tell whos guilty and whos not. .
. Stormpaw tilted his head curiously.
What do you mean? asked Stormpaw.
Well, lets say Sharpstar had succeeded in killing me, but no one knew about it,
Rainfur told his apprentice. You would be able to know instantly that it was him
if you saw him, and then you would bring Justice on him. That part of your power
is good, but the only bad part is that you will attack anyone whos only done a
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simple thing as lying. When youre controlled, you wont really want to murder
anybody. Youll have the urge, but only with people who have killed. See what I
mean?
I guess so, said Stormpaw, looking very interested. So what do we do?
We train, Rainfur murmured. Your power is triggered when my scar is
scratched, so well force you into that frame of mind. I can control you easily
enough, so Ill just keep doing it. What this is doing is making that small disease
within you grow. When it grows large enough, youll be able to hear his voice. Ill
explain the rest when we get to that point, okay? Stormpaw nodded, and so they
began.
They trained until sunhigh, but nothing seemed to be happening. Of course,
Rainfur knew that when he was training, the same thing happened. Still, something
seemed to be different.
While walking, Rainfur swung by the ThunderClan border to see what was
happening. Something in his mind told him that he needed to see if the border
patrol was there yet.
Stormpaw followed with a tired look in his eye, and Rainfur made sure to keep and
ear out for him. The last thing he needed was to forget about his apprentice being
right there.
When Rainfur reached the ThunderClan border, he found that everything was
quiet. A bit too quiet. Something was wrong, and somewhere in his head, he knew
he had to stay there and wait for something.
Then Rainfur saw him.
Flamepelt was running full speed toward him with a shocked look in his eye. When
the ginger tom reached the border, he wasted no time in telling Rainfur of what
was wrong.
Sharpstar has planned an attack! Flamepelt yelled, his eyes wide. Not just on
ShadowClan, but on RiverClan as well! He plans to weaken you before the war
begins!
Flamepelt, the war has already begun, Rainfur hissed before turning to
Stormpaw. Go find the nearest RiverClan cat and tell them of what is happening,
and whatever you do, dont fight anybody, do you understand? Stormpaw
narrowed his eyes.
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I can fight, Rainfur! Just let me! Stormpaw hissed.

No! Rainfur growled. Youre not strong enough yet. I wont fight either, so just
meet me back at ShadowClan camp, understood? Stormtails tail lashed at this.
But
Just go! Rainfur hissed. Stormpaw paused for a few moments before taking off
toward RiverClan.
Flamepelt, try to do the best you can on acting like you really want to kill us,
Rainfur ordered. You need to let Sharpstar believe that you hate us, and that will
get his attention, understood? Flamepelt nodded before Rainfur turned tail and
rushed to ShadowClan camp.
By the time Rainfur reached camp, Nightstar was already aware of what was going
on. He was lining up his Warriors, and quickly. When the noble leader caught sight
of Rainfur, he looked very relieved. Rainfur made his way over to Nightstar
quickly.
Rainfur! Its so wonderful to see youre okay, Nightstar said. I need you to lead
the battle patrol over to
Nightstar, I cant fight, Rainfur interrupted. I understand that I am important,
but unfortunately, its impossible. If they even attempt to scratch my shoulder,
Stormpaw will go crazy. I cant risk thatweve only had a few days of training
after all. Nightstar looked worried then.
Rainfur, youre the deputy, Nightstar pointed out. You cant just stay out of the
fight! Theyll think youre weak, and then Sharpstar will
I dont give a darn what Sharpstar or any of his little minions think, Rainfur
hissed, narrowing his eyes. With RiverClan helping us, we should do fine. After
all, Sharpstar has yet to figure out weve allied with them. What would you rather
have, one less Warrior to help fight or an insane lunatic able to finish off everyone
in this camp? Nightstar narrowed his eyes a bit, but calmed down. The noble
leader seemed to be getting the point now.
What would you suggest we do? asked Nightstar.
Fight in sections, but if you lose headway, dont worry, Rainfur said.
Remember, we still have RiverClan. Dont hesitate to help them either, because
they may be our last hope in the end. Also, as Im sure youre planning, keep
ThunderClan and WindClan out of both camps. Stormpaw and I will be hiding
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here, but if were found, it may be the end. Nightstar nodded before continuing to
bark out commands. At this time, Rainfur rushed over to Stormpaw, who was
sitting with frustration in his eyes near the high rock.
I should be helping, Stormpaw muttered, glaring at Rainfur as he sat down next
to his apprentice. I should be out there fighting! Rainfur smiled, but shook his
head.
I want you to gain control of the monster within you without going through the
pain of killing, Rainfur whispered. You must do as I say, or youll die.
Stormpaw just looked away, but Rainfur knew that the small apprentice
understood.
Hmm, lets pass the time in a fun way, shall we? said Rainfur, making Stormpaw
look up to him with confusion in his eyes. Strength and intelligence isnt all Jactur
is for. Stormpaw now tilted his head, but as he did this, Rainfur just lay down, and
so Stormpaw did the same, but cautiously.
Do you remember when you were younger? asked Rainfur. You were around
seven years old, and you brought Waffles home from the street? Stormpaw
smiled.
I remember that, said Stormpaw, looking at Rainfur with happiness now. I
remember how angry dad was, but you persuaded him to let me keep it. Rainfur
nodded.
I knew how sad you were when dad told me to send it to the pound, and so I
convinced him to let you keep Waffles. Rainfur said. That old dog taught you so
much. Stormpaw nodded, closing his eyes to imagine it. When Stormpaw smiled,
Rainfur knew then that it was time to take action.
You ready, Jactur? Rainfur asked.
I cant believe youre making me do this, Jactur muttered. Youre using my power to put bratty
asleep. Youre using my power to send the idiot the most beautiful, and powerful dreams. What a
waste of power.
Would you rather not use it at all? Rainfur asked. Jactur muttered something he didnt
catch, but soon Rainfur could feel Jactur doing his job.
Stormpaw was asleep within seconds, and by the smile on his face and the slight
twitching in his right foreleg, Rainfur could tell that he would be like that for a long
time. This just allowed Rainfur to listen carefully to the war ahead.
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The sounds of yowls full of agony and caterwauls filled with triumph made
Rainfurs body tense. The war outside was going to be bloody, and the fact that he
could not participate made him frustrated. However, he forced himself to stay
there for Stormpaws sake.
Hes the only brother I have left, so I need to stay here for him, Rainfur told himself.
There was movement suddenly. Rainfurs ears grew alert, as did his eyes. He
scanned the camp, but no living thing was there. The movement was as small as if
it had been a kit that had moved, but Rainfur knew better. Someone was there, and
his sense of smell was confirming it.
Hello, Rainey said a familiar voice. Protectin ol crazy over there? Well thats
too bad. Seems like well have to kill the both of you. Rainfur whipped his head
around to find that there were three cats heading for him, all of them having an
evil grin on their face. Their leader was unmistakable by scent, sight, and sound.
It was Tigerpelt.

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Chapter Thirty-Two

Rainfur glared at the ThunderClan deputy as he stood, knowing who sent Tigerpelt
and what the tom was planning to do. Rainfurs heart kept calm under order, but
he could feel the urge to attack growing, and he knew the urge would soon burst
uncontrollably.
It wasnt the power with Rainfur that created the urge, nor was it the fact he
needed to protect Stormpaw. It was because he knew Tigerpelt, and he wanted to
help the misguided tom greatly. The only problem was now wasnt the time to do
it, and so he wanted to attack him.
The other two cats, whom Rainfur knew as Talonclaw and Hawkstrike, stood
silently as Tigerpelt smiled wickedly at Rainfur. Talonclaw. Father of kits who were
probably around two moons old. This made Rainfur curious as to whos side
Talonclaw was on.
I know why youre here, Tigerpelt, Rainfur said. Why? If you kill me, how
would that help you?
I am deputy! If I kill you, Sharpstar will reward me! Tigerpelt said, standing quite
proudly. If I kill you, he will trust me beyond all else! Rainfur shook his head.
Sharpstar wont care, Rainfur told the tabby tom. Sharpstar only wants you to
kill me so he doesnt have to do it. Hes afraid that if he kills, StarClan will take his
lives. Tigerpelt, Sharpstar trusts no one. Hes not like Ravenstar. Tigerpelt
scoffed.
Is this your sorry excuse to save yourself? asked Tigerpelt, scoffing loudly. You
know what? I overestimated you. You are worthless, Rainfur. The only thing you
ever did was kill. I guess I should thank you for that, though, because if it wasnt
for your exile, I wouldnt be deputy. Rainfurs tail lashed irritably.
Tigerpelt, listen, Rainfur growled. It doesnt need to be this way. What about
your kits? What about your family? What about Ivyclaw? They need you, but not as
a murderer. They need you as you, the strong tom I remember. Tigerpelts eyes
narrowed, anger flashing through his is in an instant.
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You dont know what they need, Tigerpelt hissed. And what about your kits?
Youre leading a war, Rainfur, and you think that your kits are safe? Theyre as
good as dead, and they havent even been born yet!
That was Sharpstars decision, and it had nothing to do with me, Rainfur
growled. You, Tigerpelt, need to find out whats more important for you. Being
deputy, or having family?
I dont need mentoring from you, Rainfur, Tigerpelt hissed, getting into a
fighting position.
Rainfur lunged first, a bit too fast for Tigerpelt. However, Talonclaw and
Hawkstrike were on him first, holding him down as Tigerpelt stood up, smiling
evilly.
Sneaky, Rainfur, but you forgot that youre outnumbered, Tigerpelt spat. Not
so smart anymore are you? Rainfur hissed with fury, struggling to hurt the tom
that was irritating him.
Rainey, you arent getting free, Tigerpelt hissed. And, unfortunately for you,
Sharpstar told us to make you die a very painful death. I must do what my leader
says, shouldnt I? Rainfur tried to move his body, but it wouldnt. He was being
pushed into the ground, leaving his muscles sorer and sorer.
Tigerpelts claws unsheathed and he quickly raked them down Rainfurs belly.
Rainfur gave a small grunt, but bit his tongue to keep himself from doing anything
else. He didnt want to sound weak. He refused.
Eh, Rainfur? Jactur asked, sounding a bit worried. Do you need my help?
Ive got it! Rainfur snapped. I can do this on my own!
Geez, I was just asking, Jactur muttered.
Hmm? That didnt hurt? Well then, lets try something else. . . said Tigerpelt,
bringing up his claws and then slashing them across Rainfurs face. He struggled
more, but Rainfur still wasnt let free. His face was stinging and his stomach was
burning, but he was determined not to make a sound.
How strong you are, Tigerpelt taunted. I used to salute you on that, Rainfur. I
used to love the fact that you were determined not to show the pain. In this
situation, however, hiding it will actually be bad for you. Im not giving up until
you scream. Then, without thinking apparently, Tigerpelt sunk his claws into both
of Rainfurs shoulders and raked them down his flacks.
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Rainfur gasped with fear when he realised his scar had been scratched. His eyes
immediately turned to Stormpaw, who had woken up, and looked just as insane as
last time.
Stormpaw. . . he whispered, leaving Tigerpelt to look up from Rainfur and over
to the waking apprentice. The tabby tom didnt seem to understand that Stormpaw
wasnt just crazy though because all he did was smirk.
Stormpaw rose from his spot, staring absently at the ground as if he was soulless.
His starry eyes were wide with shock it seemed, and the white moon on his
shoulder had turned full. There was no doubt in Rainfurs mind now that
Stormpaw had given into his power.
Get off of me! Rainfur hissed as he felt the energy drain from him. Hes not
just crazy. I need to help him!
As if wed do that, Tigerpelt sneered. Your apprentice is merely crazy, and with
that I shall kill him.
Hes too strong for you! Rainfur screamed. Hell kill you within seconds!
Tigerpelt got into a fighting position, smirking as Stormpaw looked at him. That
was when Rainfur could hear what his apprentice was mumbling.
Killer. . .murderer. . .liar. . . was what Stormpaw was muttering. Weak. .
.coward. . .killer. . . Before Tigerpelt could react, Stormpaw lunged, his speed
matchable to Rainfurs. Tigerpelt was crushed as Stormpaw pushed the tabby tom
to the ground, and the shock in Tigerpelts eyes were unmistakable.
Killer. . .murderer. . .liar. . . Stormpaw mumbled, unsheathing his claws and
sinking them into Tigerpelts skin. Die. . .coward. . .murderer. . . Tigerpelt was
struggling, his paws flailing in all directions, trying to get the unbelievable strength
off of him.
Stormpaw didnt even flinch when Tigerpelts teeth sunk into his leg, but Rainfur
did. Stormpaw was his brother. Stormpaw was Daniel. Rainfur needed to save him
before he had to witness the death again.
Jactur, we need to help him! Rainfur screamed inside his head.
How? Jactur asked. Were already the highest weve ever beenStormpaw helped you with
that. So unless we up our game and push ourselves in to the Second Power, were not going to able
towait. . .Rainfur, I know what youre thinking, but we cant
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We must! Rainfur hissed. I need to save Stormpaw! Jactur was quite for a few moments
before sighing.
Fine, but be careful, Jactur hissed. You arent exactly ready for this, alright? Our body will
probably be exhausted, and I probably wont be able to get back in.
Okay, just do it! Rainfur hissed as Stormpaw sunk his teeth into Tigerpelts neck. He
mustnt kill anybody or
I know, I know, Jactur muttered. Ready?
Ready, was the only thing Rainfur said before a strong pressure of wind pushed
both Talonclaw and Hawkstrike back, leaving Rainfur to stand. A figure beside him
sighed, and Rainfur smiled as he realised as it was Jactur. He wasnt starry like usual
though, he was a pure cat.
If I hadnt been walking away just a days ago, I would have found this weird,
Jactur muttered as he stretched out his body. Hawkstrike and Talonclaw stood up
with shocked expressions on their face.
What do we do? asked Rainfur quickly.
Go save Stormy and Ill take care of Idiot one and Idiot two, understood? asked
Jactur, making Rainfur smile with amusement. Jactur always found a way to make
Rainfur happier.
Rainfur then ran for Stormpaw, taking the small apprentice off the ThunderClan
deputy. Rainfur held down Stormpaw with all of his strength, though kept an ear
out for Tigerpelt as the tom stood up.
Run! Rainfur hissed to Tigerpelt. Run, or I will let Stormpaw kill you!
Tigerpelt quickly snapped out of his daze before lunging to Rainfur, surprising
both him and Stormpaw.
Rainfur prepared for the worst as Tigerpelt pinned him down. Teeth sank in his
neck as exhaustion suddenly overcame him, and as blood pooled around him, he
hoped absently that Jactur wasnt dying.
Suddenly, the weight was taken off of him. Rainfur looked up to find both
Stormpaw and Hawkstrike ripping Tigerpelt away from him, and in the blurs that
Rainfur caught, he found that Hawkstrike was actually trying to help him.
Rainfur, run! Hawkstrike hissed, but before Rainfur could do so, Talonclaw sent
a near-fatal blow to Hawkstrikes back, leaving the golden tom to fall. Rainfur
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gasped before realizing what he needed to. He lunged at Tigerpelt, pushing the
ThunderClan deputy off of Stormpaw, who looked as if he were a ghost.
Rainfur hissed to Tigerpelt before turning around and pinning his apprentice
down. He bit Stormpaws shoulder quickly making the small tom fade into
unconsciousness. Rainfur stepped off his apprentice, a single tear falling from his
cheek.
He hurt his own brother. He hurt Daniel. He hurt his own apprentice. He hurt
Stormpaw. Rainfur knew it was for a reason, but he still did it. StarClan did this to
them. Why? Why couldnt they just be dead? Why couldnt they just live together
in the afterlife? Why couldnt they just be normal cats, if they just had to live? Why?
Cats were now filing in from the camp entrance, all of them either only a bit
wounded or perfectly fine. Their faces darkened as they saw the three
ThunderClan cats near Stormpaw and Rainfur. Nightstar kept his cats back,
knowing full well what Stormpaw had just gone through.
Stay back! Nightstar hissed to a curious apprentice. Was it Featherpaw?
Runningpaw? Rainfur couldnt tell. His vision was too blurred to know for sure.
The voices were the only thing that let him know what was going on.
It was then that Rainfur fell, unable to hide his exhaustion. Someone was being
held down, for Rainfur could hear the tom struggle. It wasnt Jactur, though, which
make Rainfur give a sigh of relief.
Nightstar! Jactur suddenly hissed. Both Rainfur and Stormpaw are fine!
Hawkstrike is innocent!
What about you? asked Nightstar with a worried tone.
I cant do anything! Jactur yelled irritably. Just help Hawkstrike! Rainfur heard
movement, but then the struggling stopped. There was running, though that sound
was gone in seconds. Rainfur guessed Tigerpelt and Talonclaw left. Hawkstrike,
however, wasnt as lucky.
How is Hawkstrike innocent? Nightstar demanded, sounding quite tired.
He helped get Rainfur free, Jactur explained. He helped in attempting to fight
Tigerpelt. Rainfur heard small gasps, as if someone was trying to get up but
unfortunately couldnt.
Poppyheart, can you heal him? asked Nightstar as Rainfur heard the rush of
another cat. There was a long silence before a small sigh.
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Im sorry Nightstar, came Poppyhearts voice. They gave a large wound. Hell
die within moments.
Its okay, Poppyheart, Nightstar murmured. Let him be delivered to StarClan
for what he has done today.
Sharpstar. . . gasped Hawkstrike, sounding as if he were in extreme pain. He
knows. . .something. . .He plans. . .to. . .attack. . .again. . .two moons. . .He knows. .
.
What? Jactur asked, sounding as if he was catching onto something. What does
he know? There was silence aside from Hawkstrikes gasping for air. Then Jactur
hissed loudly.
Im gonna kill that son of a
Jactur, what happened? asked Nightstar. Jactur just hissed louder. What does

Im surprised StarClan even let that idiot become a leader! Jactur hissed,
sounding as if he were going to kill somebody if they were close enough. That
thatdemon should know his limits! Jactur sounded crazy, but before Rainfur
could understand why, he noticed Hawkstrike was quiet.
He is dead, said Poppyheart.
Nightstar, I must leave, said Jactur, sounding more demonic than usual. Rainfur
needs me. A word of advice when your Clan has been destroyed? Remember the
words, we pray for the Saviour. Rainfur suddenly felt the other half of him unite
with the other, making him smile slowly.
Im not going to know, am I? Rainfur asked.
No, said Jactur before Rainfurs fuzzy mind shut off at last.
*
The next few days werent really slow to Rainfur. Sure, he was awake, and he knew
it, but he didnt really care. There was too much going on in his head, too much to
think about. The days just passed away, and though he could feel Stormpaw
stirring beside him every few moments, he didnt want to get up.
Rainfur could help but try to figure out what Jactur knew. What was going to end
ShadowClan? Jacturs voice kept ringing in his head, when your Clan has been
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destroyed. What did Sharpstar know that could change everything? What was there
to know?
A part of Rainfur wanted to just give in. He wanted to safely just hand over the
Clan to Sharpstar, so no one could get hurt. Rainfur just wanted everything to be
settled, so he could just lie down and sleep, for he was tired of fighting. He was
tired of resisting.
Not many cats were wounded in the battle, though from what it sounded like
RiverClan got the full blow. Many RiverClan cats showed up with blood pouring
from their wounds, each of them gasping with shock as they realised Rainfur and
Stormpaw were both in the medicine den.
It was around the third day that Stormpaw finally woke fully, and when he did
Poppyheart sent him out because his wounds were limited. Rainfurs, however,
were a bit worse. Not to mention the mental and physical exhaustion. Stormpaw
kept returning, of course, to talk to Rainfur as if he believed thats what would
wake him.
Why couldnt it be that simple? Rainfur wanted to just forget about the battle and
just move on. Of course, that wasnt the case. He was forced to live with it, and
though usually it would have been good for him, it was just making him even more
exhausted at the moment.
Poppyheart, the voice of Nightstar suddenly sounded in Rainfurs ears. Is he
?
Hes fine, Nightstar, Poppyheart told the anxious leader calmly. Im actually
quite sure that hes been awake for some time. However, hes exhausted. Whatever
happened must have tired him out, and with all that went on that Im sure he heard
about, he is not going to be quite happy when he finally does get up. Nightstar
sighed at this, as if really frustrated.
I know, Nightstar murmured. I need him, though. If ThunderClan is going
attack again, Im wondering if we should attack first. I need his opinion first,
however, because he always seems to know whats going on. Rainfur sighed a bit,
but not loud enough for the other two to hear.
Invading ThunderClan would be a good idea, but they would still be out numbered. The battle
would last long, but ShadowClan and RiverClan would be the two who would fail. Unless. . .
Rainfur quickly sat up, making Nightstar and Poppyheart look to him with
surprised expressions. He didnt really let them have a chance to say anything
because he was too busy trying to create a plan.
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If you want to invade ThunderClan, youre going to need to be stealthy about it,
Rainfur muttered. Ive heard from Flamepelt that there are cats who are on our
side, and Im only assuming its the same with WindClan. This would mean we just
need to get word out that well be attacking, and then the cats on our side will join
as soon as we invade. Well outnumber them then, but if we are truly to succeed, it
would be best of the cats going to WindClan could reach Robinwing. If we have
her, than it would signify the war. We wouldnt need to if I get to Sharpstar, in
which Ill kill him.
Hes got nine lives, Rainfur, Nightstar pointed out. Unless you pulled the stunt
you did yesterday there is no way you could do that. Rainfurs eyes narrowed in
warning.
I took Rosestars lives didnt I? asked Rainfur, making Nightstar growl a bit.
Shell be easy to pick off, by the way. Either you or Bravestar will be able to do
that. Thats one less leader we need to kill.
Rainfur, when are you thinking well do this? asked Nightstar.
Within the next three days, Rainfur answered simply.
Your wounds have barely recovered! Poppyheart pointed out. You cant fight a
leader with nine lives when youve just healed! Rainfur sighed.
Well when else would we be able to do it? asked Rainfur. You know very well
Sharpstar is planning another attack once his Warriors are healed. He knows were
weak, and hell attack now. We cant afford that, so why not surprise him by
invading first?
You know what youre saying, dont you Rainfur? asked Nightstar. Youre
going to risk everyone just to win the war. That isnt like you. Rainfur sighed
again, getting very irritated.
I just found out that ShadowClan is going to get obliviated, and if we dont act
now, that may come true, Rainfur hissed. How else do you think Id act?
Jactur didnt tell you what Sharpstar knows? asked Nightstar, his eyes wide.
He cant, Rainfur muttered. Apparently whatever power he used forbids him to
tell anyone of the information he got. Hasnt spoken to me since, and its worrying
me. Rainfur couldnt hide the anger in his voice. Why was Jactur ignoring him?
Why was Jactur just leaving him on his own?
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After a few moments of silence, Nightstar sighed before saying, If that is what
you truly think is best for our Clan, I will send a patrol out to meet up with
Flamepelt. You will stay here and rest, focusing on healing before the final battle.
Tell only Bravestar of our invasion, Rainfur muttered, looking away from the
noble leader. Someone from ShadowClan or RiverClan tipped Sharpstar off about
the fact that I was staying at camp. They knew. Nightstar left without answering
after that, and Poppyheart tended to his healing wounds.
Rainfur just sat there, looking at the floor of the den. Maybe Nightstar was right.
Maybe he was risking everyone for everything. Something just angered him enough
not to care. Sharpstar was hurting cats. Sharpstar was torturing them. He wanted
Robinwing out of there. He wanted Robinwing to be free.
*
Rainfur sat near the fresh-kill pile, having a mental conversation with it. He wanted
to eat, but he wasnt hungry. He knew he should, but he didnt feel like it. He was
just too lost to eat, but Poppyheart kept insisting. . .
Rainfur sighed before standing and walking away, trying hard to reach Jactur. He
never called. The knowledge of something that big was probably what was keeping
Jactur so quiet. Still, the idiots normal comments on Rainfurs gloominess were
absent from the air, making Rainfur depressed.
Am I really alone? Rainfur asked himself. Am I really going to fight this on my own after
having you as a partner for over six moons? No answer. Not even a sound. Rainfur
sighed, but was brought back to reality when Tigerkit, Rosekit, and Mudkit ran in
front of him.
Rainfur! Youre awake! said Rosekit excitedly.
Yay! said Mudkit happily, bouncing up and down.
Finally! said Tigerkit. Its been so boring over here!
Come on! Teach us something! said Rosekit, making Rainfur shake his head.
I-I cant, he murmured. Im not well enough yet. The kits all gave
disappointed looks before Rosekit bounced up again.
Well then tell us a story! she said. I bet you know loads! The other two kits
bobbed their heads with excitement, as if agreeing with her completely which was
odd for them.
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I, um. . . Rainfur drifted, not really knowing what to say. Though he would love
to spend time with the kits, he was really not in the mood to tell a story. But the
kits looked excited, so he rolled his eyes and led them to the front of the
apprentices den where they settled themselves as he tried to choose a story to tell
them.
So what kind of story do you want me to tell? asked Rainfur curiously.
And exciting one! Tigerkit said immediately.
No! I want one with love! Rosekit interrupted.
But I want a meaningful story! said Mudkit.
How about all three? asked Rainfur, instantly making the kits interested. Rainfur
smiled before quickly picking a story that he thought would be perfect.
Im assuming you know about the rogues that haunted the Clans before I was
exiled from ThunderClan? asked Rainfur. As the kits nodded, Rainfur continued.
Well, there were these two kits. Bluekit and Lionkit were their names, and they
were very good kits, but one day they decided to leave right after wed finished
fighting a battle to go look for the rogues. They wanted to get revenge on the
death of Jayflight, a previous deputy of ThunderClan. Rainfur watched as the kits
became very still, listening to his every word.
SweetclawSweetpaw at the timehad been there when they found the body, so
I asked her to take us to where it was. Since the kits had left when the scent was
fresh, I figured theyd been using their sense of smell to follow the trail to where
Jayflight was killed in hopes of finding the rogues. Robinwing, Flamepelt, and
Amberstorm, who were all still apprentices during that time, listened as well,
insisting that they help me. I let them.
After Sweetclaw told us, we rushed over to the kits. They were far from camp,
and by the time we found them, it was nearly moonhigh. It wasnt that easy to
catch them, though, because they went into an underground tunnel. I went after
them, because at the time I was really small for my age. When I reached them, I
knew instantly that it was the rogues hide-out.
The rogues hid underground? asked Rosekit, amazement in her eyes. No
wonder ThunderClan couldnt find them! Rainfur nodded, smiling at the small
she-kit.
Robinwing, Flamepelt and Amberstorm joined me later, and that was when the
fight broke out. I was their target, of course, because Id killed a lot of their friends.
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Well, Jactur did, since I hadnt quite controlled him yet. Anyways, the rogue leader,
Shadow, wanted to hurt me badly. And so he did. He sent Venoma cat with
venomous clawsto scratch me. I didnt know what it did, so I didnt care. All I
knew was that they were trying to kill Robinwing in front of me, and I didnt like
it.
So, on instinct, I let a cat scratch me. Jactur took over, and then we soon made it
out. I met Robinwing and the otherswho had the kitslater. They had escaped
when everyone was worried about getting killed, so we got separated. Anyway,
Robinwing was the only one who knew I wasnt Rainfur. I mean, I knew who they
were and stuff, but I didnt know whether to attack or not. See, the venom was
breaking the connection Jactur and I had at the timewhich wasnt really strong
back in the dayand I wasnt exactly feeling good.
Then I saw Venom and instantly lunged. I killed him quickly, but after that I
couldnt do anything. The venom was burning painfully within me, and when I fell
I could barely understand what was going on. Robinwing and Flamepelt helped me
half way to camp where we met Thorntail and Grassfur. I remember a few others,
but I wasnt really paying attention.
Next thing I know Im at ThunderClans camp. In the middle of it actually.
Snowdrift was trying his best to save me, but the venom was too strong. That was
when Robinwing confessed she loved me. It was so sweet. She told me that it
wasnt supposed to end this way, because it was supposed to end with me and her
becoming elders together after becoming Warriors, declaring each other mates,
having kits, and living. I told her that she was wrong about one thing. I was already
in love with her. She asked me a question. It was, If I asked you to become mates
with me, would you?. I nodded.
Before long, Jactur saved me, and then I was well again a few days later. It was an
amazing night, and the night that changed my life.
Aw! Rosekit said, her eyes glittering with tears. Robinwing is so sweet! No
wonder you had kits together.
I know! Those little guys are going to be the luckiest bundles of fur that ever
walkedor crawled, in their casein the whole forest having a father like you!
said Mudkit.
Too bad shes in WindClan, Tigerkit muttered, though then stood proudly.
Rainfur, I promise that when I become an apprentice, Ill work hard to learn to
fight off those mangy flea-pelts they call WindClan and ThunderClan Warriors.
Well get Robinwing back for you!
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Yeah! said Rosekit, also standing up proudly. Well do our best!

Well be the best apprentices ever for your kits! said Mudkit. Well get your
mate back! Rainfur smiled, but couldnt do anything else. How could he? The kits
were all so determined, just like he was. All for Robinwing and his kits.
Was that how he was supposed to be? Rainfur sighed a bit. His heart knew that he
needed to fight, but his mind was shocked on the realization of why he had to
defeat Sharpstar. It was to protect Robinwing. It always because of that. Now the
only thing Rainfur could think of was why he forgot about that.
But that wasnt it. Another reason he was fighting was because of his kits. Though
still unborn, they were depending on him. Without his help they would die.
Without his help, they wouldnt live for more than a few seconds. That was his
reason to fight. For them.
And who would have thought that kits would have helped him?

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Rainfur was still confined to camp, but now he didnt care. The war was coming,
and he needed his strength. He knew now that there was a reason he was supposed
to be strong. For his kits. For Robinwing. For everyone.
Flamepelt had already been informed of the invasion apparently, and he had told
them that he knew Silvershine from WindClan. She was a spy for RiverClan it
seemed, so they were well informed. Flamepelt had returned the favour by telling
them that Sharpstar had been planning to attack the day after they finally would.
This meant they needed to work quickly.
Mudkit, Tigerkit and Rosekit were at first refused their apprentice ceremonies
because Nightstar did not want apprentices that young in the war. However,
Rainfur had intervened and told Nightstar that they deserved to be apprentices
because their hearts were as strong as Featherpaws and Runningpaws. Hesitantly,
Nightstar finally gave in and held the ceremony just a day ago.
Right now, the apprentices were training with their new mentors. Tigerpaw had
gotten Tawnyfoot, Rosepaw had gotten Blackpetal and Mudpaw had gotten
Spottedfur. Rainfur knew that they would be in the patrol in which would save
Robinwing, and that was exactly where he wanted them. After all, they were the
ones whod been determined to save her.
Featherpaw and Runningpaw had also gotten their Warrior names at last. It was
now Featherflight and Runningclaw, and boy were they proud of themselves. Just
annoyingly so, nothing big.
Now that Stormpaw understood exactly what would happen if they were to fight,
he was a little shy on being put in a battle patrol, but Rainfur insisted. Stormpaw
needed to be close to him if something did go wrong, so it was only fair that
Stormpaw went with him. This would be trouble if his scar was scratched, but they
had trained loads. Rainfur just hoped that Stormpaws other half would show up
soon.
So, in Rainfurs mind, everything was okay. The battle patrols were set, the plan
was simply to have three battle patrols filled with RiverClan and ShadowClan cats
in each territory waiting to fight WindClan and ThunderClan. The three battle
patrols attacking WindClan would try and kill Rosestar while also sneaking
Robinwing out as well as keeping the regular Warriors down all at the same time.
The three battle patrols in ThunderClan would be trying to keep everyone away
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from Rainfur and Sharpstar. It was simple, strong, and not impossible. It was
perfect.
Something still seemed wrong though. What about Jactur? Rainfur needed him to
fight Sharpstar, but if the tom wasnt present, he was useless against a leader with
nine lives. Rainfur hadnt heard him at all since Jactur had figured that little life-or-
death detail, and he was beginning to become really worried.
Rainfur, Flamepelt has confirmed the resistances awareness of the planned
invasion, a she-cat suddenly said to him, bringing Rainfur out of his thoughts. He
looked up and nodded to the patrol leader.
Thank you, said Rainfur. Report to Nightstar before returning to your duties
please. The she-cat dipped her head respectively before walking away, leaving
Rainfur in peace again.
Its either tomorrow or the day after, Rainfur thought to himself. Ill have my kits. Ill
have Robinwing. I cant believe it. After seven moons. . .
Rainfur, there has been report from Silvershine, a tom told him as he walked up.
Those who can be trusted in WindClan know of the planned invasion. They are
waiting patiently. Rainfur nodded.
What about Robinwing? asked Rainfur anxiously.
Shes doing fine according to Silvershine, the tom reported. She knows of what
we plan to do. Silvershine has made sure shes ready to move. Rainfur nodded.
Thank you, he told the tom. Ill report it to Nightstar. The tom dipped his
head before disappearing. It was at that moment that Sweetclaw of all cats walked
up.
Are you okay? she asked him. Rainfur sighed.
Im stressed, Rainfur murmured. Robinwing is finally coming home, were
going to start a full out war with the other two Clans, and Im going to take out
Sharpstar alone. Sweetclaw smiled.
Its always you who worries about everything, isnt it? asked Sweetclaw,
confusing him a bit. Just leave it to Nightstar. All you need to think about is
fighting Sharpstar. Rainfur smiled to her.
Thanks, Sweetclaw, he gave her a small lick on the cheek before he saw
Nightstar on the Highrock calling a Clan meeting. Rainfur took the deputies
position as Sweetclaw joined the crowd of cats forming beneath the Highrock.
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As you all know, we are planning an invasion into ThunderClans camp,

Sweetclaw announced. I have explained this to Rainfur, but its high time I
explain everything to you. There was a moment of silence before Nightstar
continued.
There will be six battle patrols, said Nightstar. Three going into WindClan
territory, the other three going into ThunderClan territory. The patrols entering
WindClan territory has two priorities: kill Rosestar, though please leave that to
Bravestar, and get Robinwing out. The patrols going into ThunderClan are going
to take down as many cats as they can while Rainfur kills Sharpstar.
The first patrol entering WindClan territory is going to be as followed: Blackpetal,
Stonefur, Leopardclaw, Spottedfur, Treeleg and Rosepaw. The second will consist
of Scorchspot, Mudpaw, Rainpaw, Jayfrost, Whitestream, and Pineshade. The third
patrol will have Snakeheart, Nightclaw, Maplepaw, Wolfheart, Flamecloud,
Stripeclaw, and Pebblestorm.
The first patrol entering ThunderClan territory is going to consist of Rainfur,
Otternose, Oakpaw, Waterstep, Thunderheart, Tinyear, Stormpaw, and
Cloudstreak. The second, Redfur, Dewdrop, Bluefeather, Owlpaw, Swiftfeather,
Featherflight and Sparrowbreeze. The third and final patrol will be Dawnstripe,
Lightwing, Softwillow, Pikefur, Ashbreeze, Splashpaw and Brightpaw.
We have not decided a time, but it will happen today, tomorrow, or the day
after, Nightstar finished. Be ready to fight to the death. Nightstar dismissed the
Clan in which started murmuring to each other. Rainfur stood alertly as Nightstar
walked up to him, a grave look on his face.
Have you any idea when yet? asked Nightstar. Rainfur shook his head.
We need to recover from the recent attack before fighting again, Rainfur replied.
We are nearly there. Nightstar nodded again before talking with a few of his
senior Warriors. Rainfur sighed once again.
It seemed like everyone was depending on him now. Nightstar, RiverClan,
ShadowClan. . .everyone. Rainfur couldnt think of what would happen if he failed.
No. He wouldnt fail. He couldnt.
*
Jactur! Rainfur yelled into the darkness of his mind. Jactur, I need you! No
answer. Really? How could Jactur ignore him like this? The battle could be at any
moment!
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Jactur, weve planned an invasion! Rainfur called. I need your help to defeat
Sharpstar! Without you, Im done for! Still no answer. What did Rainfur need to
say?
Jactur, I dont care how depressed, angry, or insane you are! Rainfur yelled
irritably. Get your tail over here before I do it for you! Finally, Jacturs starry
figure showed up before him, yawning.
Geez, Smokey, said Jactur. I was just sleeping. . .
For two whole days? asked Rainfur, making Jactur shrug. Look, we need to
I know, I know, Jactur hissed. We need to defeat Sharpstar. Just because Ive
been sleeping doesnt mean I havent been paying attention. Ive just been. .
.thinking I guess.
About what? Rainfur hissed, getting really frustrated. About what Sharpstar
knows? How can it be that important? It wont matter anyway. Were killing him
soon. Jacturs eyes narrowed with anger, making Rainfur take a step back.
Rainfur, what he knows will make all the difference in the world, Jactur hissed.
I dont like it that I cant tell you, but I can give you advice. Rainfur tilted his
head.
What? Rainfur asked.
Dont give Sharpstar a second to think, Jactur told him. Kill the demon before
he has a chance to do anything. Rainfur sighed.
Gee, that helps, Rainfur muttered, his eyes narrowed. I thought thats what we
were going to do anyways. Jactur hissed loudly, his claws unsheathing.
Youre missing the point! Jactur hissed. If you let him think Jactur put
particular emphasis on the word thinkfor just one second he will kill both of
us. You need to keep his mind busy, so that he can remember what he can do. Just
remember that, okay? Before Rainfur could say anything, everything faded away
until he flicked his eyes open to the Warriors den.
Rainfur sighed. Why couldnt Jactur have told him more? Now he had nothing. At
least he knew Jactur was there, though. Rainfur felt better because of that.
Feeling no need to go back to sleep, Rainfur stood up and walked through the
Warriors den and out to camp where he saw a familiar apprentice standing near the
nursery. He smiled before making his way over to Stormpaw.
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Nightmares? asked Rainfur curiously as he sat near his little brother. Stormpaw
was staring at the stars, a strange look on his face.
No, just dreams, Stormpaw murmured. We were humans. Alfie, you, and I. We
were all together. No one died, and we were just in paradise. We were free to do
what we wanted when wanted how we wanted. It was so different, but so. .
.wonderful. Rainfur nodded as he looked to the stars.
Yes, that does sound wonderful, said Rainfur. However, where we are now isnt
that bad either. Were going to fight for what we want, and were together. We may
not be paradise, but Alfie is still with us, you know. Just. . .distant. Stormpaw
looked over to him, smiling warmly.
Has Jactur returned? asked Stormpaw after looking back to the stars. Rainfur
nodded.
Yes, but hes stressed though, Rainfur replied. Whatever he knows must be
horrible. Rainfur didnt say anymore. He was still mad at Jactur, no matter how
many cats said otherwise.
Youre okay, right? asked Stormpaw, looking over to him again. About having
to kill Sharpstar? Rainfur shrugged, not really caring one way or the other.
It would be nice too Rainfur began, but didnt finish. Something was going
on. Something bad. He looked to his little brother, finding that he too, was looking
shocked.
There was a feeling of urgency. As if they suddenly needed to run somewhere.
Rainfur had no idea what it was, but it wasnt new to him. This was the same thing
he felt when they met with Cloudstreak. The same thing he felt when the last battle
happened. The same thing he felt when a war was about to happen.
Without saying a word, both Stormpaw and Rainfur darted out of camp and over
to where they felt the danger. He couldnt tell where he was going, only that it was
toward RiverClan territory. What had gone wrong? What was going on?
Rainfur ran until he saw the gleaming eyes of Treeleg, making him stop
immediately. Stormpaw did the same as they waited for the fellow ShadowClan
tom to join them. Rainfurs feet were itching to follow the danger that was still
further away, but he forced himself to stay put. Treeleg knew something.
Rainfur! said Treeleg. Silvershine has come to see me! Its Robinwing! Shes in
labor! Rainfurs eyes widened as his body froze in one spot. His kits were being
born. Sharpstar was not yet preoccupied. They would die.
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The war needed to happen. That would keep Sharpstar busy while Robinwing
would be taken somewhere safer. That would help them. They needed to go. They
needed to buy some time to move Robinwing. They needed to do that now.
Inform Bravestar, Rainfur growled to Treeleg. Tell him that the war must
begin! Send the planned Warriors over to our camp and well do the same. Hurry!
Rainfur took off toward ShadowClan after that. He wasnt even paying attention to
Stormpaw, who still had no idea what was going on. He didnt have the time. His
mate was in danger.
When Rainfur made it to camp, he gave the loudest yowl he could make, leaving
every single Warrior to wake. Nightstar saw Rainfur and quickly ran over to him,
having a good idea of what was going on.
Nightstar, we need to begin the war, Rainfur growled. Robinwings in labour,
and I cannot let her kits be killed. I Nightstar stopped him by flicking his tail.
I know what must be done, Rainfur, Nightstar said warmly before turning to his
waking Warriors. Rainfurs mate has come to labour. The war must begin
immediately. Those who are going to WindClan, be aware that you must move
quickly. You may leave to join your patrols.
The camp then turned into complete and utter chaos. The patrols were being
assembled, those who needed to reach WindClan were trying to leave, all while the
RiverClan cats showed up, their shocked faces unmistakable. Thunderheart was
first to reach him.
You planned an invasion? the RiverClan tom hissed. Are you crazy? And why
didnt Bravestar say something earlier? Rainfur sighed, his body literally shaking as
he tried hard to calm himself down.
Theres a spy in RiverClan, Rainfur murmured. I dont know who it is, but I
couldnt risk finding out. Bravestar kept this all to himself, but now that Robinwing
is in labour, he had to tell you. StarClan, why cant everyone go faster? Rainfur was
really scared. One screw up and this plan could all go wrong. Everything would be
for nothing.
Rainfur, calm down, said Thunderheart. Were all going to do fine. RiverClan
camp is just as crazy as this, but well manage, okay? Rainfur nodded, but he
couldnt say anything. His mind was in too much shock and worry for anything to
come out right.
Rainfur! We need Stormpaw! Tinyear called to him. We cant start without
him! Rainfur looked over to Tinyear with a confused look.
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You cant find him? Rainfur asked. Tinyear shook her head.
Weve looked everywhere! Tinyear called to him. Dont you know where he is?
Rainfurs eyes widened. Where did Stormpaw go? Where could he be? Could he
risk looking for his apprentice right now?
Rainfur? asked Tinyear. Rainfur sighed and shook out the thoughts in his head.
Ill go look for
Rainfur! screamed the familiar voice of Owlpaw. Somethings wrong with
Stormpaw! Rainfurs eyes snapped over to were hed heard his name being called.
Owlpaw was dragging in a limp Stormpaw from the camp entrance.
Stormpaws eyes were starry, but everything else was normal. His eyes were wide,
though, leaving Rainfur to stand in shock. Stormpaw wasnt presently there, but
Stormpaws power was definitely not in control either. This couldnt be happening.
No, Rainfur whispered as the chaos temporarily stopped. No, no, no, no, no,
no, no! Rainfur ran over to his apprentice, his heart beating quickly. This couldnt
be happening. Not now. Not when the war was so close.
Stormpaw, snap out of it! Rainfur hissed. What happened Stormpaw?
Stormpaw, answer me! Panic had taken over Rainfur. His mind was too full of
thoughts, and too full of worry to think straightly.
Its. . .happening. . . Stormpaw whispered, his eyes widened. What. . .do. . .we
do. . .now?
Stormpaw, this isnt what happened! Rainfur cried. This is too new to me! I
dont know what to do. . .I dont know what to do. . . Rainfur stared at his
apprentice, feeling as if he were going crazy.
Robinwings in labor. We need to save her.
Stormpaws power is taking over. I need to find out why.
I need to save Robinwing.
I need to kill Sharpstar.
I need to help Stormpaw.
Robinwings my mate!
Sharpstar is your enemy!
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Stormpaw is your apprentice!

I dont know whats going on!
I need to fight!
I need to know!
Rainfur screamed. He didnt know what to do. Stormpaw was in trouble. He
needed help now. But so did Robinwing. So did everyone else around him who was
now waiting for Rainfur to join the patrol. He needed to go. But he needed to save
Robinwing.
Rainfur, you need to pull yourself together! Jactur hissed. Save Stormy and Ill take care of
Sharpstar until youre done.
No! I cant! Can I? This doesnt make any sense! Rainfur thought. He felt like crying.
Everything was falling. Everything was crashing down. Everything was going
wrong. Nothing was right. Tears streamed down his face as he stared at
Stormpaws shivering body.
Help. . .me. . . Stormpaw murmured, making Rainfur shake even faster. Why
couldnt everything be normal? Why couldnt everything be going as planned?
Rainfur, we need to go on, Nightstar said. Or was it Thunderheart? Tinyear
maybe? StarClan, this was confusing. Why couldnt everything be usual? Why was
he fighting again? Why was he living? Why couldnt he just die? It would end the
confusion. It would end the worry. It would end everything. He would be peaceful.
Well be strong for Robinwing, Rainfur!
Well be the best apprentices ever for her!
Well train our hardest to learn to fight for her!
Yeah thats right. . .Robinwing needed him. . .but that didnt help anything. If
Rainfur left to help Robinwing, Stormpaw would kill them. Everyone.
Everyone. . .I need to save everyone. . .but I need to save Robinwing. . .but what about
Stormpaw?
Robinwing. Stormpaw. Sweetclaw. Tigerpaw, Rosepaw, and Mudpaw. His kits.
Thorntail. WindClan. ShadowClan. ThunderClan. RiverClan. They needed him.
They needed him now. Crying wasnt going to solve anything. Being weak wasnt
going to help anyone. He needed to be strong. He needed to fight.
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Rainfur stood up, unsheathing his claws. He looked at his apprentice with
determination filling his empty blue eyes. He knew what he had to do. He knew
what Stormpaw was going through.
Jactur will accompany you all, Rainfur murmured, hoping they could hear him.
I will be back once I help Stormpaw. Be alert. He may break at any moment.
Without another word, Rainfur brought up his right paw and slashed a large
wound on his scar, making his appearance change again.
Rainfur willed his power to leak into Stormpaw, and as he did he closed his eyes
and imagined the scene around him. With a lot of effort, he matched the breathing
of his apprentice. Then he left his body to Jactur, entering Stormpaws messy
mind.
It was dark, just like his own, but there were many memories playing. Most of
them were of Rainfur, but there were some of Rosestar and some of even
Nightstar. They were memories of the evil that Stormpaw had seen. Rainfur sighed
before noticing a cowering figure in the middle of it all.
Killer. . .murderer. . .he must pay. . .they must all pay. . . the figure murmured.
He looked like Stormpaw, but when the power was in control. The moon on his
shoulder was full and his dull eyes were starry as if from StarClan. Just as Rainfur
had thought. Sinner. . .hater. . .killer. . .murd the figure stopped and looked
up, narrowing his eyes at Rainfur.
Murderer. . .you must pay. . . the figure murmured. Killer. . .sinne
Shut up, Rainfur hissed, his eyes narrowed. Do something important like
answer me. Why on earth did you take over Stormpaws body? I wasnt feeding
you the energy! The figure tilted his head, his eyes still ghost-like. This was
looking more and more like a horror movie to Rainfur at the moment.
Blood. . .I needed blood, the figure murmured. Your blood. . .spilled over the
floor . .You must pay. . .it was the only way to get you here. . . Rainfur hissed in
frustration.
Why cant you just ask for a name like Jactur did? Rainfur asked, hoping to get a
straight answer. The figure just shook his head slowly, still acting as a ghost.
We are. . . different. . . the figure murmured, pointing out the obvious. I dont
need a name. . .for the trust. . .I need justice. . .I need your blood. . . Rainfur took
a step back as the figure stood, walking zombie-like over to him. I need you. .
.dead. . .your blood. . .on my tongue. . .
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What are you, a Vampire? Rainfur muttered, still backing up.

I need your blood. . .to set justice. . .I need it. . .now! the figure ran toward him.
It was too fast for Rainfur to see, and as the figure lunged, he held his breath and
prepared for the worst.
*
Jactur stood there for a few moments, trying to figure out if Rainfur made it. When
he felt a bit of pressure on his shoulder, he smirked. The idiot did actually follow a plan
correctly for once in his entire life.
Jactur then turned to the Clan cats, the smirk still on his face as he saw Stormpaw
getting up with wide eyes. No doubt Stormy would be wondering what just happened and
how he suddenly got control. That would all be explained later, but at the moment,
Jactur knew what he had to do.
Rainfurs dealing with a larger issue at the moment, Jactur told the stupid Clan
cats. Ill take his place until he returns. Anyone have any questions? Everyone
was quite, shocked at the sight in front of him. Jactur sighed in frustration. Didnt
any of them remember that they were in a hurry?
W-what happened? asked Stormpaw, finally finding out how to stand without
falling. Jactur looked over to the small apprentice before shrugging.
Rainey is saving you, Jactur replied. Hes in your mind right now, keeping the
power under control so that you can fight and everyone hear will be safe. Jactur
turned to the Clan cats after that. I thought we needed to be somewhere. Did our
date with ThunderClan get cancelled?
Right, Nightstar murmured, looking very confused before turning to the
RiverClan and ShadowClan Warriors. Form groups according to your patrols!
Quickly before Sharpstar has knowledge of whats going on! The camp then
continued its chaotic behaviour as Jactur joined the first group of cats.
Rainfurs going to be okay, right? asked a pretty black and white she-cat beside
him. Jactur thought he remembered her name being Cloudstreak, so he just went
with that.
Depends on how powerful Stormpaw really is, Jactur murmured. However, I
think he will live. He knows what he must do now. And with that, Jactur turned
to his patrol and smirked.
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Lets go kick some ThunderClan butts! Jactur yelled before the other cats joined
in with their battle cries.
Lets get em!
Lets fight!
Rip them to shreds!
Rid them of their sins!
Lets fight!
Jactur smiled with satisfaction before turning and leading the first patrol out of
ShadowClans camp. This was it. The day he would kill Sharpstar for what hes
done. The day he would kill Sharpstar for his sins and murders. The day he would
end everything.
As Jactur tried to pace himself with the other cats so that he didnt just dart away,
he noticed that the sun was just then rising. It was signalling a new day. It was
showing the others of the hope that they needed.
Good, Jactur thought as he looked ahead of him once more. At least know theyll fight
harder.

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Mudpaw shook with fear as the chaos around him finally started to become sorted.
The first patrol going into WindClan was quite large, but there were also two
apprentices. The RiverClan cats were all so confused, but Bravestar kept them in
line.
Wait, which patrol am I on? a random tom asked.
Third, no. . maybe it was second. . . another cat answered.
Mama I want to go! squealed the familiar voice of Nightkit. I am a good fighter!
I could help them!
No, Nightkit, murmured Reedfeather. You must stay here.
There were so many cats going in so many directions. Nothing could explain the
number of colours of pelts or eyes or whiskers that passed Mudpaw, making him
shake faster and faster with each cat that went by. It was just so confusing, and
though he kept his siblings and family in mind, he wasnt exactly thinking correctly.
Blackpetal! yelled a ShadowClan tom. Rainfuror at least I think it was him
has entered ThunderClan territory with his patrol. We must leave immediately if
we are to be on time!
Blackpetal, the leader of the patrol, suddenly yowled loudly to get her patrols
attention. The cats on the patrol went quiet, leaving her to nod silently to herself
before taking off out of camp, the others murmuring but running after her.
Mudpaw barely kept up, but he managed.
The cats around him shared grave faces, probably accepting the fact that this might
be the last time they see this side of the forest. Mudpaw shivered as he thought of
what might happen if he didnt make it back. Tigerpaw wouldnt be that sad
probably, but Dawnstripe-his mother-and Rosepaw would be bawling. He could
just picture them crying over his dead body, giving their last good-byes.
Mudpaw ran as fast as he could with the patrol heading into WindClan territory.
His heart was beating quickly as he felt the feeling of battle beneath his paws.
Mudpaw wasnt really happy at all, because even though he wanted to save
Robinwing like hed promised, he was scared. He didnt want to die. He didnt
want to fight. He didnt know how.
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Mudpaw gave a surprised squeak as he felt the squishy moor beneath his paws. He
hadnt felt anything like this before, and with everything going on, his body was
becoming exhausted and overwhelmed rapidly. His eyes franticly looked around,
trying to find any sign of WindClan cats.
An older apprentice whose name Mudpaw learned was Smokepaw, ran beside him
with a determined look in the young toms eyes. How could this apprentice be so
determined? How could he be so fearless while Mudpaw was literally shaking his
way toward WindClans camp?
Mudpaw suddenly tripped, tumbling backward as he watched the patrol speed off
without him. Mudpaws head lowered as he stood but he didnt continue to follow
the cats. He couldnt. Mudpaw was clueless when it came to fighting, and he was
too scared. How did he even expect to become a Warrior?
Mudpaw looked to the soft ground, small white tears finding their way down his
cheeks. He was shaking, crying, and scared. This was not how he thought being an
apprentice would be like. This was not what he had in mind. He thought it would
mean respect and fame, but no cat or even kit was even caring that hed fallen
behind.
Tigerpaw was probably fighting perfectly, taking down a strong Warrior that was
moons older than he was. Rosepaw was probably outsmarting everybody, sprinting
around them as they tried to hook their claws through her small ginger body. But
he, poor little Mudpaw, was crying in the middle of enemy territory, awaiting his
pathetic death of sadness and depression.
Mudpaw, why have you stopped? a curious voice asked. We need to keep
going. Mudpaw didnt look up, but he could already tell the tom was Smokepaw
of RiverClan. Mudpaw sighed. Smokepaw was probably just going to laugh at him
if he responded.
Come on, we need to go, Smokepaw urged, nudging Mudpaw a bit. The small
brown apprentice didnt move.
No. Mudpaw hissed loudly. Im not going. Smokepaw sat by him then, his
warm fur stopping Mudpaws shivering.
Well why not? asked Smokepaw, his voice warm and soothing.
Im too scared, Mudpaw hissed irritably. Id rather die here than by a Warrior. I
dont deserve to be thought of as a scary apprentice. I dont even know how to
fight. Smokepaw was quiet for a few moments before sighing.
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I heard from the other Warriors that Rainfur himself asked that you become an
apprentice, Smokepaw murmured quietly. Is this true? Mudpaw nodded weakly,
having no idea what Smokepaw was trying to say.
Thats a big achievement, you know, Smokepaw said. Rainfur is one of the
strongest cats in this forest, and to have him tell your leader to make you an
apprentice is a huge deal. Mudpaw looked up to the silver apprentice, tilting his
head lightly with curiosity.
Really? Mudpaw asked, his confidence growing a bit.
Oh yeah, Smokepaw continued, smiling warmly. I remember when I first met
him. We were naming the kits hed saved moons ago. He was such a strong cat,
and I knew that from that day on that I wanted to fight beside him. Mudpaw was
now really confused.
Arent you sad that you cant now that youve been assigned to one of the
WindClan patrols? asked Mudpaw curiosity. Smokepaw shrugged, his careless
looking expression confusing Mudpaw even more.
Its just not my time, Smokepaw murmured. Anyway, youre lucky to be an
apprentice right now, but that doesnt mean you dont deserve to be here. You
have a job, remember? You need to save Robinwing with me. That way when
Rainfur returns from battle we can both accept his praise together. Mudpaw
nodded, his eyes widening with excitement as Smokepaw pointed out his reason to
fight.
Thats right, Mudpaw said, excitement burning in his eyes. I wanted to become
an apprentice because I wanted to save Robinwing for Rainfur. The small
apprentice jumped to his feet and stood proudly in front of Smokepaw.
Smokepaw, Ill make sure that you get to meet Rainfur again by helping you
escort Robinwing back to her mate. Smokepaw smiled before chuckling.
Well we better hurry then, said Smokepaw. At this rate, the patrol will already
have saved her. Mudpaw nodded before sprinting off, Smokepaw running beside
him. Now he knew what he was fighting for. Now he knew what he had to do.
The fear no longer came to him because now he knew that no matter what
happened, he was going to be bring back Robinwing, alive.
*
Jactur screeched loudly as he ran into ThunderClans camp. The cats behind him
joined in, finding a cat to battle with. Most of ThunderClan, however, didnt resist
their invasion. They helped.
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Jactur immediately took on a black tom, the fury in his belly growing as he
remembered exactly who his enemy was. He killed the tom quickly by slitting his
throat, not even caring if the cat was a fellow ThunderClan. He dismissed the fact
that the tom also might have been a cat Rainfur might have wanted alive. Jactur
didnt care, though. Rainey wasnt here to control his emotions, so he was too
enraged to notice such things.
The war around Jactur was hectic. Everyone was fighting, some were hiding, and
most were screaming. Whether that be in agony, triumph, fear or determination
was for them to decide. It was so chilling, and the feeling of anger was the only
thing Jactur could make of it.
His eyes scanned the camp for Sharpstar. The demon was bound to show up
sometime, probably thinking he had it easy because he was under the impression
that Rainfur led the patrol into the invasion. Now hell get the surprise of his life, Jactur
thought. I would love to read his final thought. Oh how I cant wait.
Jactur suddenly heard movement behind him. He turned on his hind legs before
unsheathing his claws and slashing a large gash on the toms face. It was after the
tom backed away that Jactur found it was Tigerpelt. He grinned wickedly as he
thought of how much he could do to the tom who hurt Rainfur.
Finally come out to play, Rainfur? asked a cold voice that made Jacturs fury boil.
I was beginning to think that you were just going to let your Clan die off. Jactur
turned, his tail lashing with anger as he faced his enemy. His eyes narrowed as he
remembered exactly what he was there for. Jactur growled loudly as he faced the
large form of Sharpstar.
Oh? So you think that your little trick will scare me? asked Sharpstar, his eyes
showing no fear. I have nine lives, Rainfur. You are the least of my worries.
Jactur hissed again, lunging forward with his long claws unsheathed, ready to
scrape their way to blood.
Sharpstars eyes widened a bit as he evaded the attack, a spot of his fur gone as
Jactur landed on the ground. His dark blue eyes were narrowed tightly as he turned
to face Sharpstar again. Jactur smiled as he saw the bit of fear in the evil leaders
eyes. He fed on it, letting his anger and excitement get the best of him.
Youve gotten stronger, Rainfur, Sharpstar murmured. Im
I am not Rainfur, you idiot, Jactur growled, positioning himself so that he could
lunge of Sharpstar showed any signs of attacking. Im Jactur, mouse-brain. Think
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its a trick now? No, you dont. I can see the fear in your eyes. Sharpstars
whiskers flicked, the fear growing a bit.
I fear no one, Sharpstar growled, his evil eyes gleaming as he smirked. Jactur
hissed with anger as the fear vanished from Sharpstars eyes. I dont fear one who
has the largest weakness in history. Jactur hissed again before lunging. Sharpstar
dodged the attack again, that annoying smirk still plastered on his face.
Are you talking about the weakness StarClan told you about? Jactur hissed.
Sharpstar chuckled a bit, enjoying his opponents discomfort.
Why of course, Sharpstar sneered. Oh how innocent they thought I was. Now I
shall use that information they gave me. I shall kill you, and therefore kill Rainfur.
Isnt my plan well thought out? Jactur yowled in fury before jumping in
Sharpstars direction. In a quick movement, Jactur had dug his claws into the
horrible leaders skin.
That information wasnt yours to know! Jactur spat, his fur bristling as he bared
his teeth at Sharpstar. And to think you became leader because of that
knowledge! Sharpstar narrowed his eyes, finally getting serious as he realised his
competition.
StarClan are nothing but fools, Sharpstar hissed. Werent we taught when we
were younger that they could see everything? Didnt they say that for every lie we
spoke, StarClan would remember? And yet, they couldnt even see my true
intentions. They just idiotically let me became the leader of ThunderClan. Jactur
smirked at this.
There are two things wrong with what you just said, Jactur muttered. One, I
wasnt here when Rainfur was taught this and two, we both believe in things like
God, not StarClan. Sorry mouse-brain, but Rainfur isnt exactly your typical Clan
cat. Sharpstars tail lashed with anger before he lunged toward Jactur, who just
smirked again as he evaded the attack.
Besides, arent you scared of losing your Clan? asked Jactur. You do realize that
WindClan is also being attacked at this time, and that Robinwing is in labour?
Sharpstar hissed, his amber eyes narrowing tightly as Jacturs crazy smirk widened.
Rainfur chose this invasion because of that, didnt he? Sharpstar growled. Fox-
dung! I should have been smarter than that! Sharpstar lunged again, but Jactur just
leaped elegantly out of the way. When he landed, he faced Sharpstar with proud
eyes.
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Yep, and Sharpstar, theres one more thing I want to ask you, Jactur said, the
insanity within him flaring. The tabby tom whipped around to face Jactur, his
amber eyes showing irritation and frustration. Oh how Jactur loved annoying his
enemies.
What? Sharpstar asked, his voice ringing throughout the Clans camp. Jactur just
jumped from his spot and landed on top of the idiotic leader. He sank his teeth in
the back of Sharpstars neck, making him yowl with agony. Jactur hissed with
delight as he avoided Sharpstars claws and leaped off of the large leader.
Can you tell me what you thought when you found out your mother was helping
your enemy? asked Jactur, making Sharpstar hiss with anger. Jactur continued
smirking, trying to find more and more ways to torture Sharpstar mentally.
Thats none of your concern! Sharpstar hissed.
Now you know how it feels, Jactur snapped back, scowling at the leader in front
of him. You stole something that only Rainfur and I were supposed to know
about. Anyways, I didnt hear your answer. How did it feel when everyone looked
down upon you? When they all thought that you were the son of a rogue who had
no business knowing the Warrior code? Sharpstar hissed, his eyes showing his
confusion. Jactur could see the anger and frustration. These were memories that
Sharpstar didnt want brought up again. Excellent.
No! Sharpstar screamed.
Oh yes, Jactur growled. You remember. They all thought it was your fault. It
was your fault that Ravenstar existed. It was your fault that your mother betrayed
them. It was your fault Sandstar let Ravenstar into ThunderClan. It was your fault
that your mother fought the fox. It was your fault that she died. Sharpstar
attacked with his claws flailing in mid-air, trying to scratch Jactur again.
You dont know the half of it! Sharpstar hissed. You will die for those words,
Jactur. You and your partner will die for your murders, and I will rule these Clans.
I will show them who the real Warrior is. I will show them that it was their fault
for sticking their noses up when they looked at me. It was their fault! As
Sharpstar lunged, Jactur smirked.
The game has begun.
*
Rainfur bit his tongue as teeth entered the side of his neck, daring himself to
scream as the cat above him powerfully pinned him down. His unsheathed claws
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mercilessly tried to find skin to scratch, but it was exhausting to even try to move.
The tom on top of him was just too strong.
Finally, the teeth in his neck retracted, and the tom on top of him licked his lips as
his ghost-like eyes stared into the fearful eyes of Rainfur. The power within him no
longer helped against this spirit cat. In fact, how he was fighting right now, he
figured that since Jactur wasnt here, he wasnt even fighting to his full strength.
Not that he could if he wanted to.
So wonderful. . . the cat on him murmured. So delicious. . .oh how I love it. .
.The justice. . . Rainfur hissed lowly, his eyes showing his panic. What if he died?
Jactur would be alone. That couldnt happen. Not when he was fighting Sharpstar.
What if thisthis thingtook over Stormpaw? The whole forest would be as good
as dead. What if he was stuck in Stormpaws head? Jactur would never forgive him.
This couldnt be happening!
You want to fight. . .do you? asked the brown and white tom. Oh yes. . .I see
your soul. . .You want to win. . .You want to kill me. . . Rainfur narrowed his eyes,
the blue orbs looking straight into the cold starry eyes above him.
I dont kill anymore, Rainfur growled, showing his teeth to the smaller cat. I
just want you to see sense. I want you to receive a name. I want you to become
tame like Jactur. The cat above him just grinned, and something told Rainfur that
he did not want to hear what was coming.
Little pawn. . . said the tom absently. I do not need a name. . .no, no. . .I already
have. . .one. I dont need. . .your little brother. . .to name me. . .I have. . .named. .
.myself. Rainfur hissed, struggling even harder as he thought of Stormpaw. This is
for him. This is for him. This is for him, Rainfur repeated in his head.
Impossible! Rainfur yowled. You cannot have a name! You wouldnt be similar
to Jactur of you had a name! The tom just shook his head, as if trying to ignore a
small kit.
Oh but I do, the cat muttered. The name you will now fear. . . .The name you
will remember. . .in your last dying breath. . .My name is. . .Matar. . .
Matar. . .to kill. . . Rainfur thought, closing his eyes as he tried to calmed himself,
though he still remained scowling. Now what? He couldnt make this cat see sense
if he didnt even know how he would be able to get along with Stormpaw. It was
impossible. So what now?
What do I have do to get you to accept Stormpaw as your partner? Rainfur
murmured, no longer struggling as Matar stood upon him. The brown and white
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tom tilted his head in confusion, as if he didnt understand what Rainfur had just
said. As if hed said it in a different language.
For a few moments, the tom just stared into Rainfurs eyes. It was as if hed
brought up a meaningful memory, one that made Matar think. At first Rainfur
thought this was a bad thing, but as Matar stepped off of him, he found it was
probably a good thing.
The brown and white tom walked toward the memories playing around them,
staring at nothing in particular. His eyes were clouded with emotion, and Rainfur
suddenly felt sorry for the tom. He was curious, however, of what Matar was
thinking of. Maybe the moment he was created, Rainfur thought. But when was that?
Rainfur tried to get up, but unfortunately, an invincible force kept him down. He
sighed in frustration, but still struggled. The force kept getting tighter and tighter,
so eventually he stopped. All the while, Matar kept quiet, watching the scenes
around him.
In pure curiosity, Rainfur looked closer to the memories being played. The first
one that caught his attention was the first time Jactur took over. The time when
Rainfur realised his scar meant something. The memory was fuzzy, as if there was
a bad connection. There might have been for all Rainfur knew. Jactur and
Stormpaw could have been separated, so the memories werent being easily found.
The next memory Rainfur saw were the rogues. They were angry, but fearful. It
was one of the first times he saw them, when Snowstorm was killed. It was so
strange seeing himself so defenceless. So scared. So angry. So different. It made him
wonder what all had happened since then.
Another memory came to view and that one was another of Sharpstar. It was when
he became Rainfurs mentor, and though he hadnt caught it before, Rainfur could
now see the anger in his mentors eyes. Sharpstar must have really been frustrated
to have Rainfur as his apprentice.
More and more came, and each one of them were of Rainfurs enemies. The Fire
Stars. Sharpstar. Shadow. The rogues. Sharpstar. The loners in the city. Carlisle at
one point. The list went on and on. It was all so strange, but Rainfur knew these
memories were picked for a reason.
Many want you dead. . .oh yes. . .many. . . Matar said then. None of them have
succeeded. . .No. . . Rainfur narrowed his eyes in confusion. Matar wanted to see
who wanted him dead? But why? What did that tell the stupid tom? What did that
gain him?
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Suddenly the memories changed their theme. At the moment, Rainfur was
watching himself when he was human, fighting after a few bullies had tried to pick
on him. It was when he was twelve, but age didnt matter. He fought back and at
first Rainfur wondered why. When he was younger, he didnt really fight anybody.
He just let them beat him up.
Now, however, he was seriously injuring the teenager bullies. There were small
specks of blood on him, but none of it was his. The anger in his blue eyes meant
that he was definitely fighting for something that he really wanted, but what?
Rainfur searched for the reason, and at the end of the memory, he found it. In the
corner of the ally where the fight took place, a small shocked boy sat with a
frightened expression. The boy was unmistakably Daniel.
The next memory was of his fight with Sharpstar again. The one that was
supposed to be training, but ended up being real. Rainfur had to force himself to
watch as Jacturs insanity took over. He forced himself to watch the fear in
everyones eyes. The memory finally stopped when Robinwing asked what had
really happened to him.
The next time he fought was with the rogues again, when he first met Shadow. The
memory was too fast for Rainfur to follow. It was as if it was a TV screen in fast
forward, leaving everything blurred. Matar, however, seemed to follow it
effortlessly.
More and more memories passed, all of them of his endless battles. With the
rogues, with the loners in the city, with Sharpstar, with Shadow, with the leaders,
with Rosestar, and anyone else hed come across. Remembering his fights made
him remember how much Matar must have hated him. Of why Matar must want
to kill him.
You are strong. . .I have seen this. . .but that wasnt my full power. . . Matar
murmured, not even looking back to face Rainfur. I wonder. . .if you fought me. .
.if you could win. . .? Rainfurs eyes widened. Fight the power without his own?
That was impossible! Without Jactur he was just a normal cat! Jactur was the only
reason he was alive!
Matar turned around and looked to Rainfur with his ghost-like eyes. There was
silence as Rainfurs body instinctively tensed with anticipation that a battle was
near. Matar, however, didnt look as if he was going to attack. Instead, the brown
and white tom looked as if he was deciding something.
To answer your. . .question. . .I am more developed and mature. . .than Jactur. . .
Matar murmured. I dont need trust. . .No, no. . .I need justice. . .However. . .I am
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curious. . .Your fighting skills are. . .interesting. . .and I am wondering. . .if they are
different. . .without. . .Jactur. Rainfur narrowed his eyes in confusion, though
when he went through what Matar said a few times, he understood.
So you want me to fight you? he asked, though he was pretty sure that he knew
the answer. Matar nodded, confirming what Rainfur thought. Well this would just
be brilliant. He was going to die in his brothers mind. Matar just looked at him.
If you die. . .you wont return. . .to Jactur, Matar murmured. But if you live. .
.succeed to weaken me. . .and show me your. . .determination. . .I will get my
justice. . .and then your brother. . .shall become partners. . .with me. Is it a deal. .
.? Rainfur looked into the ghost-like eyes of his opponent, trying to decide.
If he chose to fight, he would probably end up dying, in which case hed be leaving
Sharpstar up to Jactur and basically giving Stormpaw to Matar. What a wonderful
way to die: knowing you failed entirely, and that everyone will hate you later.
However, if Rainfur refused, Matar would probably kill him. Instantly, probably. So
I honestly dont have a choice, Rainfur thought. Fun.
Ill fight you, Rainfur murmured. For Stormpaws sake at least. Matar didnt
smirk or grin or laugh demonically like Jactur would have done. Instead, he
remained staring absently at Rainfur, as if returning to the ghost he really was.
The pressure holding Rainfur down finally vanished, leaving him to sigh with relief.
The pressure had kept his breathing down to a minimum, and now he could move.
Feeling trapped like that wasnt very reassuring in Rainfurs mind.
Rainfur stood up, his claws unsheathing quickly as he saw that Matar was already in
a fighting position. The brown and white tom just merely stared at him, and as they
silently waited for the other to attack, Rainfur could see the pleasure in Matars
ghost-like eyes. The tom was clearly enjoying this.
Lets see how much hell enjoy this when he loses, Rainfur thought before lunging.

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Chapter Thirty-Five
Mudpaw sprinted into WindClan camp, and though there was no visible
determination in his expression through the eyes of any other cat around him, the
only thing on his mind was to save Robinwing. It was the reason he was not afraid
of the war around him, and it was the only way he was able to block everything
out.
Smokepaw was beside him as they entered WindClans camp, ignoring the
screeches and screams coming from the battling cats. Mudpaw came to a
comeplete stop as he stood in WindClans camp, his eyes wide as he realised just
how crazy the world around him was.
Cats were fighting relentlessly as blood splattered into the ground. Screeches of
fury rang in Mudpaws ears, and yowls of triumph were heard most often. Cries of
agony nearly made Mudpaw run away, but when he heard Smokepaws yowl of
determination, he remembered once again what he was here for.
Mudpaw used his small body to manoeuvre around and sometimes through the
battles that went on around him. Smokepaw seemed to know where the nursery
was, and so Mudpaw followed the elder apprentice. He took a sniff and found that
Smokepaw was actually going in the right direction.
When they entered the nursery, Mudpaw shocked as he saw how many cats were
guarding Robinwing, who seemed as if she were dying. His eyes widened as he
figured out that all of the cats within the den were either queens or RiverClan cats,
and all of them were in a protective position.
Why arent we moving? asked Smokepaw, his eyes narrowed with confusion.
Why arent we leaving for RiverClan territory? Robinwing gave a loud scream
just as Smokepaw finished, making Mudpaw gasp again. He was starting to shake
as the fear of losing Robinwing overwhelmed him.
The kits arent coming out easily, an elder queen explained. Theyre too big for
this to go normally, and moving Robinwing would just make things worse. Shell
need to have the kits before we leave. Mudpaws heart immediately began to beat
faster. Why was this happening now? Rainfur would be furious if he returned
without his mate with him!
Were all protecting her, so dont worry, a RiverClan tom soothed. We just need
to wait patiently. Since you arent needed, it would probably be best if go out and
fight like real Warriors. Mudpaw shook his head, standing tall as the other
Warriors stared at him.
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I am helping Robinwing if its the last thing I do, Mudpaw growled. I cant fight
anyways. Ill be better off here. Smokepaw nodded, agreeing with him.
Weve got enough Warriors helping us out there, Smokepaw said. Most of the
WindClan cats have seemed to join us. Rosestar is outnumbered, but be prepared.
If what I heard about Rosestar is true, shell be over here to try and kill
Robinwings kits herself.
Shes only got one life anyway, said the RiverClan tom with certainty in his voice.
Well be able to deal with her. Smokepaw nodded before looking to Mudpaw,
his blue eyes showing his determination. Mudpaw looked up to the elder
apprentice, beaming with admiration.
Im gonna try to injure some of the mouse-brains out there, said Smokepaw
quietly. Im mostly gonna see if I can spy on Rosestar, so dont worry. With a
small smile, Smokepaw was gone, disappearing into the mass of cats out in the
camp.
Mudpaw silently hoped that Smokepaw would be okay when he returned. The tom
was more like a mentor now. An inspiration to Mudpaw more than anything, and
with that inspiration, he wanted to help Smokepaw too. Someday Mudpaw knew
that he would repay Smokepaw.
Okay, so Robinwing, just push, and soon theyll all be out, an elderly queen
soothed as Robinwing panted heavily.
Mudpaw, get over here so I can see
See what? hissed a familiar voice. Your cats failing at killing me and my Clan?
Mudpaw turned to face the golden she-cat within the nursery entrance, widening
his eyes as he saw who it was. He backed up until he reached the RiverClan tom
who looked much stronger.
It was Rosestar.
The golden leader had narrowed eyes as she stood in the nursery. Her ears were
pinned back to her head as her lips drew back in a snarl. Her teeth were bared and
her tail was lashing. Mudpaw knew from all of these signs that Rosestar was angry,
but also afraid.
Did you mouse-brains honestly think that you could keep Robinwings condition
from me? Rosestar hissed. And are you that stupid to even think that sending a
spy on me would help? Mudpaws eyes widened as WindClan Warriors showed
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up beside her, pinning down Smokepaw as the RiverClan apprentice tried to free
himself.
How did Rosestar find out that fast? How did she catch him so fast? How did she know?
Mudpaw froze in his place, becoming very afraid as Rosestar towered over him.
The fear was overwhelming, but as he looked into Smokepaws pleading eyes, he
realised something. Mudpaw realised that he needed to be strong for Smokepaw,
and he needed to do something that would help him.
Let Smokepaw go! Mudpaw demanded, narrowing his eyes in anger as
Smokepaws eyes grew with surprise. He wasnt spying! He was just fighting!
Rosestar hissed, making Mudpaw flinch with fright.
I saw this apprentice sneaking around like a mouse in leaf-bare! Rosestar
growled loudly. So no, I will not let him go. He will die sooner or later, but first I
must kill Robinwing. Ive waited long enough to kill those kits, and if they arent
coming out and Sharpstar wont kill them, I will. Now get out of my way!
Mudpaw narrowed his eyes tighter before standing up straighter. He was
challenging a leader.
No. said Mudpaw firmly. Rosestar gaped at him, as did Stormpaw and the three
other WindClan Warriors.
What did you say? asked Rosestar in disbelief. Mudpaws tail lashed side to side,
his anger rising. She wasnt letting Smokepaw go, and that wasnt making Mudpaw
any happier.
I said no, said Mudpaw. I will not get out of the way. I made a promise to
Rainfur and I plan to uphold it. Im not willing to break my promise to Rainfur,
just because of a mangy old flea-bag with only one life. . Rosestars eyes widened
with both anger and shock. A mere apprentice was challenging her. She stared for
a few moments, unable to believe what Mudpaw had just said.
If you do not plan to move, then I will move you by force! Rosestar screeched,
getting into a fighting position. Mudpaw mimicked her, his eyes narrowed in
determination. Rosestar was not going to kill Smokepaw. Rosestar was not going
to hurt anyone. Even if it was the last thing he did, he was going to pay back
Smokepaw and save Robinwing.
Mudpaw closed his eyes as Rosestar lunged, but as he awaited his death, nothing
came. Instead he felt someone fly over him, and then heard a sickening crack as
the two cats crashed together. Soon Mudpaw heard them fall to the ground, and as
he opened his eyes, he saw Rosestar stand and back up in fear.
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Then he saw it. A pale grey tom stood in front of him, glaring at Rosestar with
authority that meant only one thing. This cat was a leader. Mudpaw knew that also
because he recognized the cat. The tom before him wasnt ordinary. The cat before
him was Bravestar.
Attacking apprentices isnt going to get you anywhere in life, Rosestar, Bravestar
murmured. Hes only trying to protect his friends. Rosestar recovered quickly
from the surprise. She returned to her furious position, but this time she seemed a
bit. . .crazier.
As if I care, Rosestar growled. Friends mean nothing to me. I only want those
kits dead. I want them annihilated from this forest. They belong in the Dark
Forest, where their father shall go tonight. Bravestars whiskers twitched, but he
didnt get angry. Instead, he just stood there.
Rosestar, I will only ask you once, Bravestar whispered. Are you willing to
return to a caring leader like you once were, or are you going to force me to kill
you? Rosestar hesitated, as if unsure what to say, but then she growled and lashed
her tail back and forth.
I will not rest until those kits are dead, Rosestar hissed. Bravestar nodded in
respect before lunging, making Mudpaw gasp with fear. Rosestar was sure to
loseBravestar had more lives than she didbut why did they have to fight to
prove that?
Mudpaw watched as the two leaders fought, noticing absently that Smokepaw had
been released. He had stood up to Rosestar, but he had never intended on fighting
her. And Bravestar. . .he had protected Mudpaw. He wasnt even a RiverClan
apprentice, and still, the leader protected him.
But why? Mudpaw wondered.
*
Sharpstar lunged for Jactur but he had already jumped out of the way. The sly grey
and white cat turned to face Sharpstar, but the furious leader was already gone.
Jactur looked up and found Sharpstar above him, making him growl with irritation.
In one swift movement, Jactur slid away, leaving Sharpstar to land on his paws
without his prey in his claws. Smirking as always, Jactur leaped toward the mouse-
brain, his claws unsheathed and ready to slit the toms throat. Sharpstar moved
himself out of the way before slashing his claws through some of Jacturs fur.
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The idiotic leader growled in frustration as he realised that he hadnt drawn any
blood, making Jactur frown. If things were already that close, then Jactur was done
for, and that was not an option. Not when Rainfur was still fighting Stormpaws
power. Not when things were so close to begin with.
Sharpstar attacked again, making Jactur hiss as he jumped away. At this rate he
would tire before Sharpstar, for his endurance wasnt the best. Not to mention the
fact that his body wasnt used to being so distant from Rainfurs mind. Something
else was happening. Something bad.
Whats the matter demon? asked Sharpstar, smirking with his furious amber eyes
shining. Feeling exhausted? Jactur hissed, his ears pinned to his head as his tail
lashed from side to side.
In your dreams, mouse-brain, Jactur growled, his narrowed as he lunged toward
Sharpstar. The tabby tom just knelt down and rolled out of the way, standing up as
soon as Jactur had jumped over him. In a wave of fury, he turned to face
Sharpstar, his dark blue eyes clawing at the smirk on the leaders face.
Jactur suddenly gasped as he felt his breath knocked out of him. His eyes widened,
knowing that whatever was making him gasp for breath was not an outside threat.
It was Rainfur. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.
Jactur hardly noticed Sharpstars movements. He was too busy trying to regain his
vision as the black clouds rolled in, making him blind. What situation in StarClans
name was Rainfur into now? What on earth was happening? As he finally got a
hold of his breath, he realised what must have happened.
Rainfur was now fighting seriously.
Suddenly, in the darkness he saw, a watery wall appeared and in front of it was
Sharpstar. He lunged for the wall, but then bounced back as the defence kicked in.
Jactur smirked when his vision returned to normal. He quickly stood up, facing
Sharpstar as the tabbys eyes widened.
You didnt honestly think that Id leave our mind unprotected once I knew what
you could do, did you? Jactur asked, his smirk irritating Sharpstar further.
Mouse-brain! Youll never be able to break through my mind! An insane look
returned to Jacturs face as he stared at the stupid leader.
I was distracted, and if Sharpstar had known about the wall I built, he could have killed me
instantly, Jactur thought to himself, his deep blue eyes not moving from the flame
coloured orbs that came from Sharpstar. So that means all I need to do is distract him.
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How though? Sharpstar has nothing but anger to go on, so he wont be distracted easily. But. .
.His memories. I need to either trigger them, or go in and get them myself.
Sharpstar attacked, a bit of fear in his eyes as he realised that Jactur was planning
something. Teeth nearly reached Jacturs neck as Sharpstar pinned him down, but
he kicked the tabby leader off him just in time. Jactur stood up as fast as he could,
fast enough to see Sharpstar claw at the ground in irritation.
Triggering them would take more time than I have, so Ill have to try and retrieve them
myself, Jactur thought. However, with the knowledge he has, I bet that hell have a wall as
well. . . Jactur looked straight into Sharpstars eyes and went into his mind,
searching of memories that included Cheetahfur. But instead of finding the
memories, he found crimson red brick wall. Jactur hissed in frustration before
retreating back to reality and evading Sharpstars attack.
Well, scratch out that plan, Jactur thought. Wait. My wall was made of rain, and his was
brick. Brick eventually breaks, but rain . .now that will never fade, and if its strong enough, it
will repelor drownanything that tries to break through. This would mean that I can break
through Sharpstars barrier before he can do the same to mine.
Sharpstar lunged again, noticing once again that Jactur was planning something.
His claws slashed toward Jacturs shoulder, but the quick cat just stepped out of
the way and jumped over Sharpstar. This fight was going to pretty much be even if
it hadnt been for the mind tricks.
So once I break the wall, Ill distract Sharpstar, and then take all of his lives at once, Jactur
thought, smirking as he finally figured out a plan. He locked eyes with Sharpstar
again, this time attacking the brick wall. It made him bounce back, but Jactur could
tell that he made a few bricks crack. Now all he needed to do was make the crack
grow and soon it would fall.
You think youve figured it out, do you? hissed Sharpstars cold voice. Mouse-
brain. Youve just shown me how to get past your mind. Jactur hissed in
frustration as Sharpstar bounced back into his mind, attacking his wall. However,
there were no cracks. It just made Sharpstar fall backwards out of Jacturs mind.
Sharpstars eyes narrowed with confusion as Jactur smirked.
The defence in my mind was built years ago by Rainfur, mouse-brain, Jactur
hissed. Yours was just created a few moons ago. Itll take you a few moons of
fighting like this to make the rain stop, but your mind seems much easier. If I were
you, Id work harder on fighting me than reaching my mind. Sharpstars eyes
flashed with anger before he lunged. Jactur just continued smirking as he evaded
the attack.
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I bet Im in a better fight than you are, Rainey, Jactur thought. And as he saw Sharpstar
attack again, he could almost hear Rainfurs voice call back to him:
Yeah right.
*
Rainfur narrowed his eyes with frustration as Matar pushed him to the ground.
The brown and white tom just stared absently at him as his strong legs kept
Rainfur down. Matars ghostly eyes never blinked as he raised his paw, ready to slit
Rainfurs throat. The grey and white tom pushed himself up and bit the paw as
hard as he could.
Matar growled lowly as he felt the pain from Rainfurs teeth, but didnt have time
to pull it away from his grasp as Rainfur pulled Matar off him. His body
instinctively stood up as the cat who resembled his brother lay there on the ground
with a bloody paw.
Rainfur leaped toward the big tom, but before he could injure Mater again, the
brown and white cat had gotten up and sprinted under him. Then, in one quick
moment, Rainfur felt claws rake down his belly as he continued to be in the air. He
fell a few seconds later, rolling across the black floor.
Matar cant be that fast, Rainfur thought as he stood up. I was only in the air for what
two seconds? And yet he managed to rake his claws down my belly. If hes that fast, Im done for.
Darn it! How did I ever fight without Jactur at my side?
Dark crimson blood dropped onto the floor from Rainfurs stomach. His limbs
were tiring, and if he lost too much blood he would be too weak to survive. Matar
would kill him for sure, and then Jactur would be forced to fight Sharpstar alone.
StarClan this couldnt be happening.
You are so puny. . . Matar murmured. So vulnerable. . .It seems. . .I was wrong.
. .You are worthless without Jactur. . .useless. . . Rainfurs eyes narrowed in anger,
but he couldnt keep himself from agreeing with Matar. If he couldnt fight without
Jactur, exactly how was he worth anything?
Rainfur attacked, remembering that now was not the time to think of those kinds
of things. His claws unsheathed and his teeth were bared, ready to clamp down on
some skin as he made his way toward Matar. His dark blue eyes were locked on his
target, determined not to make the same mistake he did last time.
Just as Rainfur was about to land on Matar, however, something happened.
Something in his mind was fighting off an intruder, and they were fighting hard.
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Rainfur fell as his vision faded, and he didnt get up. Sharpstar was doing
something to Jactur, but what? Was Jactur loosing? Did that mean Rainfur would
be stuck in here forever?
Rainfur suddenly felt something on him, restraining his whole body so that he
couldnt move a muscle. His vision returned as he felt this, but a headache had
started. Even though Rainfur could see Matar on top of him, it was blurry. He
could hardly see anything because of the huge headache he now had, and he
couldnt think straight.
I need to fight! I need to fight! Rainfur repeated in his head, struggling with all of his
strength. Nothing moved, though, and as Matar prepared to slit his throat again,
Rainfur stopped. There was no point in wasting his energy when he was just going
to die anyway. Instead, he tried to plan something.
How did I do it back then? Back when Jactur didnt have a name? Rainfur thought, quickly
trying to figure it out. All that happened was I went insane, but how do I do that here? How?
What made me insane? Well, Alfies death did, but I cant remember that now. I mean, I know
it happened, but bringing up the memory again is impossible now that Ive given Jactur a name. . .
Rainfur suddenly remembered that he was close to death. He made his body move
ever so slightly, leaving Matars claws to slash his face instead of slitting his throat.
Rainfurs teeth sank into the ghostly toms leg again, though this time it was just as
a distraction. When Matar tried to pull his leg out of Rainfurs grip, he kicked the
brown and white tom in the stomach, making him fly backwards.
Rainfur quickly stood up after that, panting heavily as he watched Matar stand.
Both of them just stared at each other, trying to catch their breath as they planned
out their next attack. Rainfur quickly tried to remember what made him crazy.
What made him want to fight. What made him want to kill.
Matar continued to gaze absently at Rainfur as he lunged. His claws were
unsheathed as they slashed through the air, trying to find Rainfurs skin. Grey locks
of fur were found in Matars claws as Rainfur barely evaded the attack. He hissed
in frustration as he realised he nearly got himself wounded.
Rainfur suddenly felt the headache again, and his vision faded for a moment. As he
focused on the cat in front of him, he wondered of what Jactur was doing. He
wondered what was creating these painful moments, and if it affected Jactur at all.
If it did, Rainfur hoped that his partner was okay.
Matar suddenly disappeared, leaving nothing but a faded line of brown and white
to let Rainfur know where he went. The ghost-like tom appeared behind him,
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leaping toward his enemy with a sudden determined look in his eye. Rainfur turned
quickly, but didnt evade the attack like hed hoped. Matar crashed into him and
pushed him into the ground with his strong legs, leaving Rainfurs head to painfully
make contact with the blackened glass floor.
Matar bent down to bite his neck, but Rainfur kicked his stomach again, making
the brown and white tom yowl with fury. Rainfur just pushed Matar off him before
standing up and walking a few feet away so that he knew he was safe.
Protection. Rainfur suddenly thought. Thats what I fight for. Thats what makes me insane.
I was protecting ThunderClan when Sharpstar made me insane. I was protecting Thorntail when
the rogues made me insane. I was protecting Robinwing when the rogues made me insane the
second time. Thats it. I was defending them.
Matar lunged as he realised Rainfur was planning something, making him hiss with
frustration as he leaped out of the way. Matar attacked again, trying hard not to let
Rainfur think anymore. In a wave of irritation, Rainfur jumped toward Matar and
the two crashed into each other, creating a loud bang. They both fell to the ground
before they started circling each other.
No plan. . .will help you. . .Rainey . . Matar murmured. You are. . .as good as. .
.dead with those. . .wounds. They started circling each other, therefore leaving
Rainfur enough time to continue thinking.
So who am I defending now? Rainfur asked himself. And how on earth will thinking of them
make me insane? God, this is confusing. Rainfur quickly evaded Matars attack, twisting
around so that he could continue watching the sly brown and white tom.
Robinwing. . .ShadowClan. . .My kits. . .RiverClan. . .Everyone. Rainfur thought, his eyes
narrowing as Matar got ready for another attack. So how do I make myself insane?
Matar lunged again, though this time, Rainfur didnt get out of the way fast
enough. Claws entered his left hind leg as Matar raked them down his leg. Rainfur
hissed in pain, and after he leaped away from Matar, he could feel sticky blood
streaming down his leg.
Ive got to pay more attention! Rainfur yelled to himself. But I need to figure this out! Its the
only way I have the slightest chance of beating him! Matar and Rainfur continued to stare at
each other, both waiting for the other attack. Rainfur could see Matar thinking, and
this scared him.
Okay, Ive got to think. Alfies death made me insane in the first place, so maybe another death
will do the same, Rainfur thought. He quickly tried to think of a death he could go
insane over.
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The first thing Rainfur thought of was Daniels death, which was the most
depressing and one of the only memories that would make him that way. However,
there was still a reminder in the back of his head that Daniel was now Stormpaw,
and he was still alive. This also reminded Rainfur that he needed to return to his
own mind before Jactur got himself killed.
Matar interrupted again by disappearing before Rainfur could think of anything
else. The brown and white tom appeared up above him, but unfortunately for him,
Rainfur had actually turned to look behind him and had gotten out of the way. It
wasnt on purpose, but Rainfurs stupid movement saved his life.
As Matar tried to regain his breath, Rainfur thought some more. The only other
deaths he could think of were Snowstorm, which didnt matter much since he had
little memories of the tom, and Amberstorm, but she ended up coming back to
life. So if those deaths didnt work, what would?
Matar lunged again, this time being visible, but still too quick for Rainfur to register
the movement. The brown and white tom slashed his claws towards Rainfur, but
he had backed up just in time and continued to run from Matar, who growled
lowly in frustration.
This isnt going to end anytime soon, Rainfur thought to himself. Great. By the time I defeat
him everyone in the forest will be dead, and then what will I have to fight for? Rainfurs eyes
widened for just a moment, but he made sure not to show his realization to
Matar. Thats it! I have to imagine someone dead!
Just then Matar disappeared. Rainfur had no idea where he was, but soon he felt a
large amount of weight on his shoulders. He fell to the ground, rolling over as he
tried to avoid getting scratched. His paws flailed in mid-air, but soon they were
pinned down as well.
Rainfur quickly imagined Robinwing on the ground with her crimson blood
staining her prefect grey fur. He imagined her lifeless eyes absently staring into the
distance as her mangled throat spat out more blood. Then in the distance dark
amber eyes narrowed and a sick smile showed. It was Sharpstar.
Anger, sadness, and hopelessness started to mix within him, but it still wasnt
enough. So he imagined a different death. His kits. There were two. One looked
like Robinwing and one looked like him, and each of them were lying in
Robinwings blood which was now mixed with their own. Sharpstars face became
more visible in the darkness of the den, making Rainfur hiss.
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The anger had risen, the sadness had grown, and the hopelessness had made him
struggle harder. Matar battled to keep him pinned. Rainfur knew that these images
were there for a reason, but he hated them. They just made him remember of what
might happen if he failed.
With a determined look on his face, Rainfur forced himself to think of Stormpaw
with those absent ghost-like eyes and the full moon on his shoulder. He forced
himself to think of several cats around Stormpaw, all of them dead and covered in
their own blood. Matted and soaked, Stormpaw stood in the middle, looking
absently in another direction.
Wake up! Rainfur hissed to himself as Matar raised his paw, preparing to slit his
throat. This is what will happen if you die! This is what will happen if you lose! We need to get
ready! We need to fight to our full strength! We dont need Jactur to do it! We can do it on our
own! Rainfur didnt know why he was talking to himself as if he were someone else,
but it worked. He could feel it.
There was a feeling of insanity within him now. Rainfur couldnt explain it
correctly, only that he now wanted to kill Matar. He wanted to rip the monster
apart. He wanted to murderer Matar. This feeling was so familiar to him, and yet so
distant. He hadnt felt it in a long time, but it felt good. It felt excellent.
A horrible laugh escaped Rainfurs mouth, and the sound would make any who
heard it afraid. The corners of his lips formed a wicked smile that proved his
craziness. His eyes had become darker, and his scar glowed brilliantly as Matar
walked off of his enemy. Rainfur continued to laugh, enjoying the insanity that had
finally returned.
Rainfur stood up, his evil grin showing Matar exactly how far hed been pushed.
The brown and white tom was shocked, and for once, he wasnt staring absently.
Instead, Matars ghostly eyes were wide with fear as Rainfurs crazed eyes locked
onto its enemy.
You said you wanted to see how different I am without Jactur, Rainfur said.
Well heres your chance!

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Chapter Thirty-Six
Bravestar unsheathed his claws and raked them down Rosestars soft golden belly
as he pinned her down. The crazy leader screamed with agony and fury as the pain
reached her. Bravestars emotionless eyes continued to stare at Rosestar as he
raised his paw to slit her throat. The golden leaders eyes widened before she
pushed Bravestar off her slender body and stood up, ready for any other attack to
be thrown at her.
Mudpaw watched all of this, his eyes widening as he realised just how lucky he was.
Relief flooded over him as he watched the two elder cats fight. Mudpaw now knew
that if Bravestar hadnt saved him, he would be dead. Rosestar was no match for
him, and he knew that, but hed never actually witnessed exactly how much of a
difference in their strength was.
Bravestar lunged again, though this time Rosestar found a way around him. She
was stopped by the RiverClan tom who hissed with rage as she got closer to
Robinwing, who was now panting more as the kits came closer to being born.
Bravestar pinned her down as she challenged the RiverClan tom, and soon he
pushed her back to the den entrance, growling lowly in warning.
Mudpaw was trying to read the leaders expressions, but it was nearly impossible.
Rosestar was very angrynot to mention crazybut she also seemed scared and
sad, as if this fight was something she had been hoping to avoid. Bravestars
expression was emotionless aside from a bit of regret and depression, as if he too
was trying hard not to really kill Rosestar.
Bravestar got into a fighting position, ready to attack if Rosestar attempted to
reach Robinwing again. Both leaders were growling at each other, though Rosestar
was more vicious. She was obviously furious, but Mudpaw didnt understand why.
He figured he was too young to know.
Rosestar, give it up, Bravestar murmured. Youre outnumbered, and the only
thing driving you is anger. Why cant you just let it go? Rosestar hissed with fury,
her narrowed eyes turning into slits as she lashed her tail in quick movements.
I wont give up! Rosestar hissed, clawing at the ground as her fur bristled. I
wont let it go until those kits are dead! I wont give up until Ive gotten pay back
for what Rainfur did!
Rosestar lunged, her claws flexed as she tried to slit Bravestars throat. The smart
leader evaded the attack easily before pulling Rosestar back toward the den
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entrance. He then stood between Robinwing and Rosestar, his eyes narrowed with
determination.
Rosestar, hes changed, Bravestar told her. Stop wasting your effort on
something that wont even matter. Why cant you just accept the fact that it was
your fault and move on? Tears continued to make their way down Rosestars
golden face, soaking the fur with the salty liquid.
He hasnt changed! Rosestar screamed. He wont ever change! A monster like
that could never change, not even with the help of StarClan! Hes a disgrace and
disaster to the Clans and I cant let him anywhere near WindClan!
Rosestar lunged again, but Bravestar did at the same time. They crashed into each
other, snapping at each others necks as their claws searched for bare skin to slice
open. Bravestar received a large gash on his flank while Rosestars perfect ear was
ripped. The two of them continued to stare at each other, panting heavily while
trying to catch their breath.
Rainfur is not evil anymore, Bravestar said. He has every right to be here, and
hes helping. He wants to kill Sharpstar so that everything will be okay again. Just
like it was when we met, when everything was peaceful and we were just silly
apprentices. Mudpaws eyes widened as Bravestar said this, and he heard a few
gasps from the RiverClan cats behind him.
Rosestar paused, her eyes showing the fact she was deciding something. The look
quickly went away, but she now had more sadness in her eyes. Mudpaws eyes were
wide with shock as Bravestar and Rosestar stared at each other, reliving the
memories of when they were much younger.
You werent there, Bravestar, Rosestar whispered. You werent there when he
nearly killed me. The insanity in his eyes, and the murder in his paws. I dont care if
states that it wasnt him. It was him! You havent nearly been killed by that
monster. You haven nearly been slaughtered. With something like him in the
forest, it will never be the same as it was when we were apprentices. Im sorry,
Bravestar, but it will just never be the same. The two stared at each other for a
few moments before Bravestar sighed.
Then Im sorry it had to end this way.
Rosestars eyes widened as the pale leader attacked. She was given no time to react,
and as Bravestar pinned her down, the sadness in his eyes was unmistakable.
Mudpaws heart skipped a beat as Bravestar raised his paw, and in that single
moment, only one thing was heard.
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Im sorry,
Then, in other moment, Bravestars claws went through Rosestars throat, and her
eyes went lifeless as her last life left her. Blood squirted out, coating her sleek
golden fur with sticky crimson blood. Everyone in the den went quiet as Bravestar
stepped off of the previous leader, his eyes dark with depression.
Mudpaw watched the pale leader stared at him. Bravestar seemed to be deciding
something, and Mudpaw was curious as to what it had to do with him. He had
only been an apprentice for a few days and he belonged ShadowClan. Not to
mention the fact that he wasnt exactly stable. Watching Rosestar die like that had
shaken him, and he knew that he would have nightmares for a long time after the
scene in front of him.
The Warrior code clearly states that killing a Warriorlet alone a leaderis
worth going to the Dark Forest for, the pale leader finally whispered. And yet I
just killed Rosestar, a leader who did nothing to deserve the fate she just
discovered. Little apprentice, do not kill like I just did. Remember that every soul
deserves a chance, no matter the wrong they have done. Mudpaw looked at the
leader with confusion, because though he was able interpret the message, he didnt
quite understand why the RiverCan leader was giving it to him of all cats.
Before Mudpaw could question Bravestar on his motives, Robinwing yowled in
agony, her jade green eyes showing the pain of kitting. Everyone looked to her,
their eyes narrowed with sadness as they watched the queen give birth to the large
healthy kits.
Keep pushing, Robinwing, the elderly queen beside her urged. The first one is
almost out! Robinwing nodded, pushing violently as she endured the endless pain.
Mudpaw was shaking in his place, hoping that the kit would come out easily.
However, by the look on the other queens face, this wasnt going smoothly.
Whats wrong, Morningbreeze? asked the RiverClan tom. The elderly queen just
lowered her head, her grave expression becoming more and more serious. Mudpaw
was now praying to StarClan that everything was alright.
Robinwings condition is worsening, Morningbreeze whispered. The first kit
must be larger than the others, and so it is stuck. If it doesnt come, the others will
die, and then so will Robinwing. The den continued to stay quiet aside from
Robinwings struggle. Her clean silver coat became matted as she moved, and
Mudpaw just hoped that the first kit would finally come out.
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If Robinwing dies, Rainfur will be furious, Mudpaw murmured, his mind

thinking quickly. II dont think hell be right again after that. He-he might go
insane again. . . Robinwings eyes widened as he said that, making everyone tense
up.
No! Robinwing screamed, breathing heavily. I cant let that happen again! I
wont die, I promise! This kit will come out! They will live, and so will I! Everyone
continued to stay quiet as she continued pushing, and though Mudpaw continued
to pray, he could tell that she was tiring quickly. At this rate, she would be dead by
dusk.
Well at least there is no one coming after her anymore, Bravestar murmured,
getting everyones attention. There will be no one willing to kill the kits after
today. Sharpstar will be dead, we will rule the forest once again, and Rainfur will
become the ThunderClan leader.
In your dreams, mouse-brains.
*
Sharpstar lunged at Jactur, his amber eyes showing the fury that could be felt by
just standing near him. Jactur evaded easily before locking eyes with the angry
leader, attacking the brick wall once again. The crack moved and inch as the brick
wall trembled, and in that one moment, Jactur grinned.
His plan was working, but slowly. At this rate Rainfur would return and Jactur
wouldnt be able to achieve his goal in killing Sharpstar. If he could just figure out
a way to make it quicker, then he wouldnt have to worry about anything.
However, with all of the mental pain coming from Rainfur, Jactur was getting
distracted.
Then, Jactur felt as if something had slammed into him hard, and he was confused
only until he found out it was the defence in Sharpstars mind. The mouse-brain
must have figured something out to make his stronger, or his past was just as bad
as Rainfurs, which would mean it was now going to be twice as hard to defeat.
Whats the matter, demon? asked Sharpstar, the smirk on his face irritating
Jactur a bit. Having some trouble? What did you say about your wall being
stronger? Jactur hissed in anger, attacking with all the strength he had in his legs.
Sharpstar leaped away, and not even his smirk had faded. Jacturs scowl didnt go
away either, for he was both angry and tired at the same time. He was trying to
figure out what was happening with Rainfur, for he could feel his partner trying to
figure something out while getting beaten up at the same time.
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Sharpstar suddenly lunged again, his amber eyes locked onto Jacturs. The wall of
heavy rain appeared, but in one swift second, it pushed Sharpstar out of his mind,
hissing demonically. Jactur smirked as his sight returned, but frowned as he figured
out Sharpstar was upon him. This wasnt good luck at all.
Jactur locked eyes with Sharpstar before the mouse-brain could turn away. He
attacked the brick wall, making it crack more. Just as his sight was about to return
to reality, a large bit of brick fell on to him, making him stay inside Sharpstars
mind for a few moments.
When Jactur returned to reality, he hissed with frustration. Sharpstar had managed
to rake his claws down his belly, making blood bead quickly out of the gashes.
Jactur bit his tongue, hoping not to show his pain to his enemy as he struggled to
get free. Sharpstar was stronger than him at the moment, though. Much stronger.
Jactur kicked Sharpstars stomach before rolling away, standing up after getting
free of the tabby leaders grip. He panted heavily as Sharpstars wicked grin grew
wider. The mouse-brain was obviously enjoying Jacturs pain, and in some ways he
knew he would do the same if Sharpstar was in agony too. However, he could tell
something was changing. Rainfur was getting stronger.
Good, Jactur thought. Hell be able to help me quicker. Sharpstar lunged again, making
Jactur leap out of the way. However, when he landed, he tripped and stumbled
onto the ground. With the blood he was losing, Jactur knew he wasnt going to last
long. But he had to. He needed to.
Sharpstar attacked again, but Jactur didnt move in time. The tabby tom hooked his
claws on Jacturs leg and pulled mercilessly. And in one ear-splitting shriek, Jactur
was under Sharpstar once more, his grey and white fur soaked in his own blood.
He panted heavily, knowing of what could happen if he gave up.
You are worthless without Rainfur! Sharpstar spat, pinning him down tightly.
Without each other, you are both weaker than I am! Rainfur will die when he
returns. Well, if he returns. And you, the poor little demon, will be dead. You hear
that? Dead! Haha! Sharpstar laughed darkly as Jacturs vision blurred up to the
point he could barely see anything.
I need to win this stupid war for Rainfur! I need to make sure his mate comes back, or hell reject
me! I need to make sure Stormpaw is safe, or he wont care that Im there anymore! I need to
make sure he notices me! I cant be rejected again! Jactur told himself, though with every
breath, he began to rethink his dying thoughts.
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Sharpstar raised his paw, flexing his long claws and baring his sharp fangs. He was
ready for the final blow that would end Jacturs life. He was ready to kill the
strongest cat in the forest so that he could name himself king. Jactur disagreed, but
his opinion didnt matter at the moment.
Maybe its time to give up Rainey, Jactur murmured as Sharpstars grin continued to
grow. Though he knew Rainfur couldnt hear him, he still talked as if his partner
could. Stormpaw is able to save the forest, so maybe its time just die again. Weve felt the pain
before, havent we Rainey? Why cant we do it again? Im sure no one will blame us. Im sure
theyll understand that Sharpstar was just too powerful. They wont hate us.
In reply, he felt a wave of strength. Jactur wasnt sure what it was, but it felt
brilliant. He felt no pain and he felt as if he was back to his normal crazy self.
Something must have triggered this, and Jacturs guess was that Rainfur had
figured out how to beat Stormpaws power.
You still want to fight, then, Rainey? Jactur thought. If you want to live, than I guess I have
no choice. Not that Im complaining. I actually think this feeling is absolutely wonderful.
Insanity. . .oh how Ive missed it. Thanks for the reminder; Rainey Ill use this power to kill this
bastard. Ill do it!
Any last words, demon? asked Sharpstar, his grin at its limit as he prepared for
the death blow.
Too slow, was all Jactur said before kicking the large tom off of him and getting
up again, a sick grin forming on his face. Sharpstars deep amber eyes widened with
shock as Jacturs eyes showed his insanity once more. This was the cat that nearly
killed him. This was the cat that nearly ended the mouse-brains life. This was the
cat Sharpstar was afraid of.
Im surprised, Sharpstar, said Jactur, his demonic voice flaring as the invisible
energy swirled around him. This power had never been unleashed before because
of Rainfurs interference, but now that Rainey was insane as well, Jactur was given
free rein to do as he wished. Usually you would have just killed me, but because
of your stupid monologue, youve let me live long enough to receive enough power
to defeat you. Im shocked.
Sharpstar stared in shock, his eyes as wide as two moons. Jacturs smile was sick
with the pleasure of killing, and his eyes were dark with the memories of his
creation. None of that that mattered. His strength had doubled if not tripled, and
his wounds had already stopped bleeding. It all went up hill from here.
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You arent powerful enough to defeat me! Sharpstar yowled, his eyes showing
his fear a well as his anger. I am the strongest cat ever! I am going to be treated as
a Clan born cat no matter who gets in my way! I will kill all of them! Jactur just
laughed his evil laugh, making Sharpstar even angrier.
The furious leader lunged, his claws clearly unsheathed as he quickly made his way
toward Jactur. A smirk was the only warning he gave Sharpstar before
disappearing, making the idiotic leader land face first into the ground. Sharpstar
stood up, looking around franticly for Jactur, who appeared seconds later behind
him.
Without any warning whatsoever, Jactur lunged onto Sharpstar, his claws digging
into the raw skin as they crashed onto the ground. The feeling of insanity pulsed
through him, and the power never ended. This was like a dream to Jactur, and a
nightmare to Sharpstar.
Think again, mouse-brain! Jactur hissed, pure pleasure driving his power.
Rainey and I have accepted the insanity now! We are invincible because weve
become one! I now wield powers that even I dont know about! We are one! We
are together! Hes accepted me! Finally! Haha! Jacturs dark laugh continued as he
raked his claws down Sharpfangs belly and then again down his flank.
Jactur bent down and bit Sharpstars neck and as blood squirted into his mouth, he
laughed with pleasure. This had to have been the best feeling ever, and as
Sharpstars eyes became lifeless, he yowled in triumph while blood dripped from
his mouth and onto Sharpstars soulless body.
In a few seconds, the leader woke again, shaking his head as he remembered of
what happened. He kicked Jactur in the stomach, but it didnt hurt. The insane tom
just jumped off, an evil laugh escaping his blood-drenched throat. Sharpstar stood
up, but he nearly fell over as he did. Jactur just smirked.
I want your death to be slow! Jactur hissed, his darkened eyes flashing with
insanity. I want your death to be painful! I want you to feel the pain Smokey did! I
want you to feel the pain that I did! I want you to suffer! Sharpstars eyes widened
before Jactur disappeared again, reappearing above the stupid leader.
As Jactur pinned Sharpstar down, he locked eyes with him. In that single moment,
Jactur lunged at the brick wall and attacked it several times, making the crack
double in size. The wall was going to come down sooner or later, and when Jactur
turned back to reality, he smirked. The memories would soon come, and then he
would be able to torture Sharpstar both mentally and physically. Excellent.
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Thanks Rainey!
*
Blood splattered once again on the black marble floor that had been spotless
before the battle had begun. Short and simple memories continued to flash around
in the large 80 inch TV screen-like things as Matar and Rainfur fought, and though
no one was paying attention, each made the fear in the ghost-like eyes staring back
at Rainfur double.
The insane tom took in the fear coming from his enemy and almost literally drank
it. The frightened expression coming from his unstable foe was basically feeding
the madness within Rainfur, leaving every single battle move stronger than the last.
The ghost-like tom was surely on the worst end of the battle as Rainfur mercilessly
tried to kill him.
The wounds on Rainfur had scabbed over after the half-hour or so that hed gotten
them. No other injuries had been formed on his muscular body as his shocked
enemy was still trying to recover from the transformation that insanity had given
Rainfur.
Matar, however, was quite the opposite. The long wavy fur that belonged to his
neck was gone and it was now replaced with the filth of his own blood. There were
several bite marks on his legs, and there were large gashes on his flank. Matar
looked exhausted, leaving Rainfur to smile with pleasure.
This is impossible. . . Matar murmured, his eyes gazing at Rainfur as the smirk
on his face widened with the wickedness it had begun with. Your power just
suddenly sparked. . .but why? Insanity does make one stronger in many ways. . .but
any normal being would lose their sanity moons after the experience. . .Why are
you able to do so freely without having to completely make yourself insane. . .?
Rainfur yowled in response, the demonic voice returning. The voice was not
Jacturs though. This voice belonged to Rainfur and Rainfur only.
In all the power he had, Rainfur lunged, his flexed claws ready to draw more
blood, even though they were stained with it already. Matar was able to see his
moves, but with all of the wounds he held, his vision was obviously blurring as
Rainfur moved faster and faster, his strength increasing by the second as Matars
diminished.
The insanity gripped Rainfurs thoughts, twisting them in Satans way as he pinned
Matar down. The pleasure pulsing through him was because of how free he felt.
His power had been let loose, and whether that be a good or bad thing, he liked it.
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He loved it. Heck, he didnt want this battle to end. He wanted to stay like this
forever so that this power could reign of over his stupid immature thoughts
forever.
With a loud fiendish laugh, Rainfur raked his claws down Matars sides, making the
ghost-like tom scream in pain. This made Rainfur laugh louder, his eyes growing
with wider as his happiness grew with every second Matar continued screaming.
The fear from Matar fed his undying insanity, the shock from Matar gave him the
strength to win, the confusion from Matar made him feel intelligent, and the pure
agony coming from Matars screams made him laugh with joy. This was it. Rainfur
could feel his victory coming closer and closer.
He didnt know why he yearned for the cat in front of him to die so undeservedly,
he didnt know what he would gain when he achieved the goal of winning, and he
had absolutely no idea what had made him want it in the first place. However, his
body and mind called out to him, simply yelling, Defeat him! Defeat him!
Matar quickly flashed away, disappearing and reappearing many feet away from his
enemy. Rainfur laughed, leaving Matar, who, by the expression on his face, had
accepted the fact hed just been an inch away from his certain death, to open his
eyes even wider. Rainfur stood up, his body shaking with excitement as Matars
vacant expression that was no longer imaginable was replaced by a large amount of
fear.
Youve got just as much power as Jactur did, if not more, Matar whispered to
himself. But why? Your brothers death is now forgotten, your little brother is now
alive again, your mate is living, your kits are going to be saved, and everyone else is
perfectly fine. So I ask you again, why did your power spike so easily? Rainfurs smirk
grew at his foes confusion, but in reality, he wasnt sure himself. Any thought hed
recently had was gone as far as he knew.
Youre not even close to figuring it out, Rainfur laughed, his fiend-like voice
making Matar flinch. The defence in my mind is better than Id imagined if you
were unable to gain any of my human memories. Excellent. Now you wont be
able to use your stupid mind-games to get in my way!
Suddenly Rainfur froze, frowning a bit. He cocked his head in confusion as he felt
a slight spike of power again, making the strength within him feel as though it had
doubled. This made Rainfur grin wider, but as Matar was asking exactly what had
just happened, the grey-and-white tom heard a single reassuring voice that urged
him to go further with his new-found powers.
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Thanks, Rainey!
Jactur. . .he was safe. The insanity was helping him. Whatever Rainfur had done to
create this madness had helped his partner. The thought of this made him grin
evilly, leaving Matar to take a few steps back as he realised that the capability of
Rainfur annihilating his enemy had just escalated sharply.
You asked why my power spiked, didnt you? asked Rainfur, his eyes widening
with pure excitement and joy as Matar continued to become increasingly afraid.
Insanity is always with you once youve known it. All I did just now was turn the
switch back on. With that riddle of words, Rainfur disappeared, his grin widening
as Matar gasped with fear and shock.
Rainfur quickly appeared behind the brown and white tom, taking in the pleasure
of seeing Matar afraid of death once more. He drank the shock, fed on the fear,
and then leaped toward Matar, his claws flexed as he focused on his only goal. Kill
him! Rip him! Shred him!
With his new and improved strength, Rainfur was forcing Matar to hold onto his
back, it was not a surprise for the ghost-like tom to fall under the pressure.
Rainfurs deep blue eyes grew colder as he looked his enemy in the eye. Matar
struggled helplessly as his death came closer and closer to him.
Rainfur sent his back claws into Matars belly, ploughing them through the tough
yet delicate skin as the pain pulsed through his foe once again. The emotionally
strong tom screamed again, this time in prayer. To who exactly was unknown, but
by the frightened expression on Matars face, Rainfur could tell that his enemy was
not only in incredible pain, but also completely at his mercy.
Rainfur, stop! Matar yowled to him. You won! You can move on! Just let me go
and let me heal, and then Ill send you back to Jactur! Just stop! Please! Y-youre
hurting me! Please, I beg you! Rainfur payed no heed to Matars defeat. There was
only one word in his mind, and that infamously sinful word was simply: torture.
Rainfur dug his claws into the young toms shoulder, shifting them in many
different ways that he knew continued to send ripples of pain through Matars
body. In a wave of excitement, Rainfur stepped on one of the brown legs behind
him, hearing a large crack that would make any normal being cringe with disgust.
Matar let out another scream, his throat dry after all of its use. As Rainfur heard
the poor tom whimper, he couldnt hold back anymore. In a forceful movement,
Rainfur bent down and clamped his jaws onto Matars throat. The delight of the
blood soaking his teeth and tongue was indescribable, just like water on an
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immensely hot day. Also, there was the victorious feeling that made him clamp
down harder, making Matar whimper, but not scream. This disappointed Rainfur,
but he continued anyway.
Something in his mind told him to stop. It was a calm, mature voice that sounded
like he knew what he was talking about. Was it Jactur? No, his crazy partner was
too lost in the madness to notice his next kill. Was it Stormpaw? No, it was too
mature and calm. Was it. . .was it his sanity?
Suddenly Rainfur heard the voice clearer than the first time. It was more than one
voice, and as his vision blurred, he focused on them, trying to pinpoint exactly who
they were and what they were saying. When he found out, he was shocked.
I won the fight, and so I must stop. That was Rainfur. The real Rainfur. But why did
he need to stop? The fight was going to end! He was going to win!
Theyre alive, they all are. Robinwing is having her kits in RiverClan. Stormpaw is fighting
brilliantly. WindClan has been defeated. Jactur is killing Sharpstar. Everything will be okay.
But I cant win this way. I cant. I win fairly, not without my sanity. I must maintain my steady,
mature, calm mind. I must. For Stormpaw at least. But being mature and steady was
what nearly got him killed in the first place! If Rainfur just turned the switch off,
his powers would go away. It all would. The speed, the strength. It would just
vanish.
Rainfur. . .help me. . . Was that Stormpaw? But why? Why was he seeing the
memory of before when he actually made the decision to kill Matar in the first
place? If these stupid voices went away, he would kill the ghostly cat!
He needs me. If I kill Matar, theyll both die. But death was when one won! Rainfur
knew that this by pure life! When the enemy died, the other won. That was how
the world worked. . .right?
I am fully me now, and I shall use that knowledge to kill Sharpstar for you and all of the other
Clans. I promise will not rest until that monster has been destroyed. This was when he
talked to Robinwing the night he returned, but why was he being shown this? He
knew he had to kill Sharpstar, but first he needed to destroy Matar.
Matar is not the immediate concern. I must return to Jactur in order for Sharpstar to be killed.
I must snap out of this!
Thats when Rainfur remembered. The voices in his head were making sense now.
The voices in his head were showing him something. If he didnt snap out of it
soon, hed be like this forever. They both would. Jactur would then therefore
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destroy every living being in that forest, and then they would have gotten nowhere
at all.
It was then that he turned the switch off. It was at that moment he returned to
normal. It was right then that he realised that killing wasnt going to solve anything.
Killing never did. Carefully and quietly, Rainfur stepped off Matar, his eyes wide
with fear as he realised what hed nearly done. He nearly deliberately murdered
someone who didnt deserved to die.
Rainfur took many steps back, his deep eyes becoming lighter with shock as his
claws sheathed themselves. His fur lay flat on his skin as he stared at the dying
body in front of him, hoping that it would live through the next few moments.
Was this what he was, even with Jactur controlled? Was this what he was deep
down where no one could see him? Was this all he was?
IIm sorry, Rainfur murmured, his eyes faintly looking at the pool of blood
forming around Matar. I didnt meant to. Im sorry. . .it was all my fault. If I
hadnt forced myself into that phase. . .If I hadnt pushed our power. . .What have
I done? Im so sorry, Matar. . .Im really sorry, Stormpaw. Please live. . . Please. . .
Rainfur watched as Matars breaths became slower and slower while his chest no
longer urged for oxygen. The brown and white body was growing stagnant, leaving
Rainfurs eyes to darken again, though this time it was in sadness, and his eye
colour did not change. He was giving up.
I cant let him die. . . Rainfur murmured. I just cant. . .If Matar dies, so does Stormpaw. . .I
cant live through that again. I wont. But the only way to save him. . .I dont care. Matar just
has to live. He has to!
R-Rainfur. . .? Matar whispered, his eyes still wide with fear. Rainfur didnt
answer.
Rain-fur. . .? asked Matar again, his voice barely able to reach Rainfurs ears.
What a-are you t-trying to. . .?
Stay still, Rainfur ordered, his blue eyes narrowed with determination as Matar
flinched. This wont hurt you, I promise, but you need to stay still. Matar was
shaking now, but he kept still. The ghost-like tom seemed to know what Rainfur
was now trying to do now.
The grey-and-white tom sat still with his eyes closed, focusing on bringing his
power out into the open. He was not certain if the power from the earlier madness
was still there, so he hoped and dreamed that what he currently had was enough to
fix all of Matars wounds.
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Rainfur suddenly felt a swirling bit of pressure twist around him, but he didnt
open his eyes. He was sure that it was all normal, and that as long as the next step
was clean of mistakes, his plan would go smoothly, and then Matar would be back
upon his feet.
Rainfur felt the pleasure of being powerful again, and he felt his own wounds
closing. He found out a few moments later that it must have been the work of
both Matars power and his own insanity that was helping him, which made him
smile. Rainfur now understood that this would work, and Matar would live at the
least. Everything was going to be okay.
Rainfur opened his eyes after that, seeming to making the glass blue pressure
around him flinch, startled at his determined expression. Rainfur took a step
towards Matar, making the ghostly tom tense as he saw the power come soaring
toward him.
Rainfur watched as the power quickly made its way into Matar, filling him with the
dim insanity that was only a sixteenth of the power entering the body. Most if it
was just pure power, but there was other things. Memories, intelligence, and just
pure hope. That was what made up the power entering Matars body.
Slowly and carefully the power stitched up the large gashes and bite marks, leaving
nothing but one single mark where each gash had once been. Matar seemed to be
sleeping as the soft hum of the power started to fill his blood supply. Then, after
another loud crack, Matars leg returned to normal, no longer broken like it had
been.
When there wasnt any wounds left to treat, the power retreated back into
Rainfurs body, leaving nothing but wavy brown and white fur on Matar.
Stormpaws power sat up as the power went back into Rainfur, and his eyes were
wide with surprise as he noticed that this seemed difficult for the grey-and-white
cat.
Rainfur went through the tiring process because without his power he would die as
well. He unsheathed his claws as the power seemed to push him, holding himself
still as he felt his lungs tightening. Matar stood up after that, worried over his
Saviours life as the difficulty seemed to get harder.
Just as Matar was about to check it out, everything stopped, and within just three
moments, Rainfur fell, his body unable to hold him up anymore. And though
everything had gone back to normal and both cats were now perfectly fine, Rainfur
was fatigued, and couldnt move any longer.
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He didnt want to go to sleep though. He couldnt. Rainfur knew that he needed to

get up and save Jactur. He knew that he needed to get out of here so Stormpaw
would be okay. He knew that he needed to gather up his bravery and face
Sharpstar so that everything would be normal again.
Rainfur, just go to sleep. Came Matars soft and soothing voice. It was somewhat
demanding though, as if he knew what Rainfur was thinking of, which scared the
grey-and-white tom a bit.
B-but I cant! said Rainfur firmly. I need to save
Rainfur, theyre all okay, Came Matars voice again, though he still wasnt in his
view. Jactur still has his insanity, Stormpaw is fighting just as you taught him, and
Robinwing is just about to have her first kit. Everything is okay.
But Rainfur began, though with his argument made him even more tired,
forcing him continue to stay still as Matar finally came to view. The powerful
brown and white tom smiled warmly to Rainfur as if the battle had never
happened. As if they were friends and had been for years.
Sleep, Matar ordered him, making Rainfur calm down instantly. I will be here
when you wake up. Just sleep. With those final words of assurance, Rainfur closed
his eyes and let his exhaustion take him as he immediately fell into a dreamless
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Chapter Thirty-Seven
Mudpaw turned to face a large grey tom who had at least ten Warriors behind him.
For some reason that Mudpaw was trying to understand, every cat in the den
gasped with shock. Sure, it was surprising that there was many followers of this
huge tom, but they didnt seem to be looking at that. They didnt even notice the
cats behind the RiverClan Warrior. They were looking at nothing but the grey tom
in front of him.
All of the cats stared for a moment, taking in the shocking appearance of the grey
tom. Mudpaw curiously looked to each cat, eventually noticing that Bravestar was
surprised the most. This meant that the tom in front of him must have known
Bravestar, or was at least a Warrior of his.
Wolfheart, what is the meaning of this? asked Bravestar his eyes narrowed as he
gave a hostile stare to his seemingly fellow Warrior. Then Mudpaw remembered
this tom was the RiverClan deputy. Why would he of all cats want to kill
Robinwing? You are my deputy!
Such a well-placed cat for a spy, dont you think? asked Wolfheart, a smirk
forming on his face as Bravestar panicked. Mudpaw had never seen the look upon
a leaders before, not even Rainfurs. This meant that whatever was happening was
bad. Really bad.
A spy? asked Bravestar, shock and anger boiling madly. What reason do you
have to be a spy for that monster? the grey tom just continued smirking, laughing
a bit as Bravestar finished his questioning. Wolfheart obviously had knowledge of
something very important.
What other reason than to simply follow one who can lead these Clans into a
better future? asked Wolfheart. Not only that, but he has promised me a position
as RiverClans leader, just as soon as I get rid of you. Then I will finally be a leader,
and I might even be able to execute those stupid kits of mine.
All this time youve wanted to become a leader? asked Bravestar, his voice rough
with the anger that continued boiling like a volcano. Wolfheart, you are smart
enough to know that power isnt everything. Werent you in love with Thorntail?
Shes dead now because of Sharpstar. Werent you happy for your kits? They wont
stand a fighting chance! Wolfheart. . .why? The silver Warrior just spat at the pale
leaders feet, challenging him.
Why? Wolfheart asked, his eyes now narrowed with fury. While I was stuck
below you, everyone else thought of me as a bully. The only thing I did was push
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away my kits, and who wouldnt if they were the reminder to everyone that you
broke the Warrior code accidentally? Wolfheart got into a fighting stance, ready to
attack as Bravestar mimicked him.
When Im leader, theyll all be forced to respect me. When Im leader, theyll all be
forced to realize that I am a powerful cat that will punish them severely for judging
me. See Bravestar? You always said that you must fight for what you believe in. So
you know what I believe in? Revenge! That was they only warning given to
Bravestar before Wolfheart lunged onto the slender tom, his teeth sinking quickly
into Bravestars shoulder.
Mudpaw watched with shocked eyes as the two toms fought, realizing that his wish
to become an apprentice had vanished. Why had he wanted it so badly? The only
thing hed seen in the last few days was revenge, death, and blood. Was this all to
being an apprentice? If so, hed rather be a kittypet. At least hed live longer.
Just then another wail had come from Robinwing, her eyes filled with tears but the
determination was still there. The poor queen had promised herself that she would
live, but Mudpaw was doubting it as her moments passed, and though he could tell
that the kitting was moving along, but it wasnt moving fast enough.
Mudpaw suddenly remembered the battle being fought in front of him. Just as the
two strong toms rolled toward him, he jumped out of the way, avoiding getting
crushed by the two stronger cats. As he stood up again, he realised the wounds on
Bravestars sides and belly. He was losing, and for some reason, Mudpaw could tell
that he was on his last life now. He didnt understand it, but he didnt have time to
figure it out. There was just too much going on.
Bravestar hissed in frustration before attacking again, this time being blinded by
rage. Mudpaws heart was beating quickly as Wolfheart jumped out of the way,
smirking as he did so. The massive tom then turned to his leader who Mudpaw
ironically found out was much thinner. That would mean this was an even fight,
which would also mean it would drag on. Mudpaw sighed as he wondered exactly
when he was going to get out of the stupid den.
Bravestar, you are weak! Wolfheart hissed, his teeth bared as Bravestar stood up
unstably. You always have been. I knew from the start that I would overtake you.
It was just a matter of when, and though Rainfur caught on to the fact I was a spy,
you never did. Pathetic weakling. You trusted me! Ha! Just because I was your
deputy did you trust me, oblivious of the fact I was going to kill you one day.
Pathetic! Bravestars enraged eyes had lessened, growing more into determination
and a bit of fear. However, the pale leader kept his cool, aware of Robinwings
wailing.
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Bravestar lunged again, and this time he actually landed on Wolfheart. Though the
strong tom pushed the leader off of himself, Mudpaw noticed a small look in
Bravestars face, as if he knew something nobody else did. That was when the
brave leader started murmuring something that was too low for anyone to hear.
Mudpaw searched with his ears for the words, but he heard nothing.
Wolfheart caught onto this as well, narrowing his eyes with frustration as he lunged
at the chanting leader. Bravestar rolled out of the way, easily avoiding the attack as
Wolfheart continued to show his frustration. Mudpaw suddenly felt something,
something hed never felt before. He couldnt describe it. He could only thing of
five words: someone was going to die.
Stop talking, you idiot, Wolfheart hissed as the two leaders stared at each other,
walking in a circle with hostile movements. Whatever youre trying to do, it wont
work. It will never work. Go to StarClan where you belong, Bravestar. Join with
the rest of your lives!
Then Mudpaw could hear the words coming out of Bravestars mouth. In one
shocked gasp, Mudpaw understood them immediately, his heart pounding as he
realised just who was going to die. The words became clearer now, and Mudpaw
knew that everyone could hear now.
Sacrifice freely given creates a mind innocently driven. Help granted to he who believes rightfully,
life taken from he who acts sinfully. From the glittering stars to the ignorant world, I, Bravestar of
RiverClan, ask humbly to help Mudpaw in his wish to protect.
The brown apprentice took a step back, watching as Wolfheart lunged. Bravestar
didnt move. Instead, he stared at Mudpaw, his eyes filled with sorrow, but at the
same time, determination. Without a clue of what was to come, Mudpaw watched
as Bravestar fell to the ground, staring absently at his enemy as Wolfheart slit his
throat.
The light in the pale leaders eyes vanished and though Mudpaw prayed to StarClan
it would return, it didnt. This made Mudpaws eyes widen more. Bravestar asked
StarClan to help him in his wish to protect, but what did that mean? What would
happen?
Wolfheart stared at his leaders dead body, an evil grin on his face as he
accomplished his goal. Mudpaws body was shaking widely, even more as
Wolfheart turned to face the two queens in which were pretty much oblivious to
the fact that Bravestar was dead.
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The massive grey tom narrowed his eyes on Robinwing, but Mudpaw refused to
move. He was scared, frightened, and he really wanted to move, but he refused.
Robinwing was going to have her kits, and he was going to protect her no matter
what. Wolfheart would have to kill him.
Mudpaw, can you hear me?
It was Bravestar.
Bravestar? Mudpaw asked in his thoughts, hoping not to look strange. What on earth
are you doing here? Arent you supposed to be in StarClan? Whats going on? Why are you in
my head? W-whats going to happen? AmAm I dead? Why
Mudpaw, calm down, Bravestar whispered. Im afraid I cant really explain, but I can tell
you that because of what I was chanting, I will stay with you for a few moments to help you with
this fight. Mudpaws eyes widened. Bravestar, a leader of RiverClan was going to help
him defeat Wolfheart? But he was just a kit!
But how?
We dont have time. Just fight like you normally would and Ill handle the rest,
understood? Bravestar asked, making Mudpaw nod with uncertainty in his eyes.
Wolfheart narrowed his eyes with confusion, noticing the brown apprentices
confused state. The grey tom just continued stalking him, and soon, he lunged.
Mudpaw froze in his place as Wolfhearts long flexed claws and sharp white teeth
came closer to him, and though he kept trying to remember what Bravestar told
him, he couldnt move. It was as if the fear within him made him a large stone that
couldnt be pushed.
Wolfheart easily knocked him down, the wind leaving his lungs as the larger tom
kept him down. As Mudpaw gasped for breath, the RiverClan deputy used his long
claws to scratch at his belly, making it soaked with blood as the brown apprentice
continued to get over the shock and fear.
Not even on instinct did Mudpaw fight. He couldnt. The anxiety within him just
made him tense up to the point he could barely breathe. This just made him feel
worthless, as if he couldnt do anything. Rosepaw and Tigerpaw were probably
fighting brilliantly, but he, the biggest of the litter, couldnt even lift his paw to
defend himself.
Apprentices never listen! hissed Bravestar.
*
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The crowd around the two battling cats watched in horror as Jactur and Sharpstar
battled each other. Even though some followed the order of the evil leader and
knew that stopping wasnt something he would want, they still watched.
There was fear in everyones eyes as the two powerful toms fought, but they
werent scared of who would lose. They were scared of what would happen when
the monster in front of them took the nine lives of their leader and turned to them,
slaughtering the forest. They knew they were doomed, but they were too shocked
to do anything about it.
Jactur, of course, wasnt paying attention to this. His blood was pulsing through
him in adrenaline, and his eyes shined with the pleasure of insanity. None of the
blood soaking his rainy grey and snow white fur was his, and the wounds on
Sharpstar barely had time to heal as another life was taken.
Sharpstar lay motionless beneath Jactur after being literally ripped open while
enduring a broken neck for just a few moments before the crazy tom finally killed
him. In a few moments, the brown tabby woke with a start, remembering the pain
hed just witness and gasping as the wounds healed themselves so that he could
live.
That was the third life Ive taken, Jactur hissed demonically. There are still six
more, though. Hmm. . .how do I kill you? Ive already ripped your guts out, and
Ive broken your neck as well as slammed you up against the Highrock. . . The
pure pleasure in his eyes is what scared Sharpstar, aware that his ninth death was
near if he didnt do something.
Jactur realised that his enemy was thinking, so with a fiend-like grin, he locked eyes
with his foe and went into his mind. He quickly attacked the brick wall several
times, sending many cracks into the crimson stained stone. Soon the whole thing
would fall, and then he could mentally kill Sharpstar as well, or at least drive him
into insanity first.
Sharpstar defensively kicked him off after that, but he disappeared before he took
any damage. The insane grey and white tom snickered as he reappeared beside
Sharpstar, jumping away with a smirk on his face. Jactur was clearly enjoying this,
and the tabby leader in front of him was quite the opposite. Remembering the pain
and the death that hed just been through was mentally stressful. Jactur knew if he
got a hold of the memories haunting the leader, he would be able to achieve
anything.
Why are you hiding your memories, dimwit? Jactur hissed, his smirk growing as
his crazed eyes flashed with fury and anger. You have to have a reason, right?
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Sharpstar growled lowly before locking eyes with Jactur. The grey and white cat
was taken by surprise as the tabby tom attacked the wall of pelting rain, breaking
the invisible barrier entirely. The only thing left was the strong force of rain.
Jactur frowned as Sharpstar was bounced back into his own mind. The scarred tom
just sighed, as if disappointed, not scared. This frightened Sharpstar, but Jactur
didnt care. He was too busy thinking to himself than caring about the tabby tom.
The last thought in his mind was that he needed to finish the deed quicker.
I would like to ask you the same question, Sharpstar murmured, suddenly
becoming calm. This was what scared Jactur. What was this stupid cat planning?
What had changed? Tell me, demon, what happened that night Rainfurs brother
died? What happened the night you were created? Jactur stared wide-eyed at the
tom, shaking as he realised that Sharpstar had found his weak spot.
How do you know it was his brother that created me? asked Jactur, his voice
demonic but soft, as if he were reliving the memory. It wasnt possible, but a
familiar feeling of rejection, hate, and fear overcame him. He kept the
information to himself! Sharpstar gave a small smile.
Not when he trusted me, Sharpstar muttered. Not when he thought me to be
an innocent deputy not capable of killing his partner. Remember when he was an
apprentice? When he supposedly killed Blackpelt? When he took a life of
Ravenstars for me? He told me then. But I can tell from your expression he didnt
tell me everything. So tell me as we break from the breathless fight weve just
shown my followers. Jactur got into a fighting position, his claws flexed as he
realised what was happening.
Stop talking as if you know everything! Jactur hissed, his tail lashing as his fury
pulsed through him. You dont know a thing about what Ive been through.
Rejected by everyone, casted off as a murderer, and then never fully trusted
because of the past. As if you know those feelings! As if you know what it feels
like! Sharpstars expression suddenly changed from being cocky, to being shocked
and angry and the same time. Jactur had sparked something that would hopefully
not turn into a fire.
Actually, now that you mention it, I have felt those things, Sharpstar murmured,
looking at Jactur as if they werent enemies or foes for just one moment. It
changed in seconds. Not that I keep the memory in my head like you do. So
pathetic. So weak. You couldnt even last a day without your insanity. Or even
Rainfur, for that matter. Youre just a tool. Jacturs eyes widened as he heard the
word. Tool. Was that all he really was?
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No. Jactur growled. Im not a tool. I help Rainfur and he helps me. Were
partners. He wont use me like that again, and he is a friend, not an evil idiot like
you. My insanity is whats keeping me alive anyway, so I can admit to that without
having any regrets. Sharpstar raised and eye-brow, his twisted smile fading a bit as
he noticed something
Oh really? he asked. Well then why isnt he here now when you need him
most? Why arent you attacking me like you were three seconds ago? You dont
seem insane to me. Jacturs eyes widened with shock again, only to realize a small
yet important detail that hed forgotten about while talking to Sharpstar who oh so
deviously smiled as the grey and white cat stood in silence, unable to answer the
question given to him.
The switch had been turned off.
*
Happiness. Friendship. Brotherhood. Rainfur had always felt this with his twin
brother Alfie. The connection they had had was indescribable. Knowing that this
person was in your every memory, since the day you were born, was the most
reassuring thought in the world. You knew that this person would forever be in
your life. They would always be there to argue with you so that you wouldnt screw
up. They would always be there to guide you, to hold onto you. With this person,
you knew that no matter what, someone in the world would always love you.
Fear. Anger. Concealment. Thats what Rainfur felt when the Fire Stars attacked
him and his brother. When he was forced to stay off those streets that they then
feared. They could no longer visit the meadow, forest, and lake regularly like they
used to. They were forced to only go there on the weekends when they had the
time to go around the streets they were now forbidden to walk through. Fear of
one day getting caught when they took the short cut sometimes. Anger because of
the many fights he had with his brother over following the short cut.
Shocked. Weak. Ignorant. The feelings that Rainfur felt when he was snatched by
the Fire Stars when he finally won the fight about returning to the forest following
the short cut they normally took. With Alfie beside him, struggling to get free just
as he was, Rainfur was vulnerable. He searched for his brothers comfort, but
found none. He tried to reach Alfie so that he could protect his twin, but was
unable.
Sad. Scared. Hopeless. The emotions Rainfur tried to push away when he was
tortured for hours, but to no avail. To know that you are going to die is one thing.
Youre sad, probably. Scared for sure. Heck, youre probably thinking thoughts
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youd never think in other situations. Losing your brother is another. Not just your
brother. Twin brother. To know that he is going to die too is heartbreaking, but in
a situation like that, Rainfur was defenceless. He was sad that he was going to die.
He was scared that he was going to die. But most of all, it was the fact he was
giving up that made him feel defenceless and weak. It made him frightened.
Appalled. Confused. Anxious. The feelings rippling through Rainfurs mind as he
watched Alfie try to plan something. He knew that his brother was going to
sacrifice himself. He knew his brother was going to save him. But his mind
wouldnt accept it. His body wouldnt stay still. And his heart wouldnt let any
word of the sentence your brother is going to die get to him. It knew what he
would do. It knew how fragile Rainfurs mind and body was. It was protecting him.
Broken. Lost. Torn. Rainfur felt this before. When he was in the hospital for six
weeks, thinking of nothing but Alfie, his only friend. To loose someone so
embedded in your life, soul, mind and body is something no being should feel. The
emptiness, the pain, the feeling of the tiny thread of his mind being broken, and
the knowledge that you will never see that person again. His brother, one whos
always been with him, will never be in a single memory ever again.
Depression. Shame. Regret. The emotions Rainfur felt afterword, when he sat on
that large boulder crying for hours. Finally accepting his brother was dead and
gone. Finally accepting that theyd never see each other again. Ashamed that he
was the one living, only because he was saved. He was weak. Too weak to save his
own brother. Regret for the fact that it was all his fault. If he hadnt suggested
taking the short-cut they would never have met the Fire Stars. If he hadnt insisted
that they go, his brother would have lived. Both of them would.
Alone. Treacherous. Crazy. Rainfur knew these words by heart. He remembered
feeling the loneliness as he shut everyone from his world, either thinking that they
deemed him an outsider, or thinking that he no longer belongs in their world.
Treacherous as he remembered those months he kept telling himself of all the
wrong things he did, and how he should have to pay for his crimes. Crazy as those
thousands of thoughts kept him up for hours, and sometimes full nights. Crazy as
those memories replayed in his mind over and over again.
Dangerous. Suicidal. Insane. Rainfur recognized the feelings because even though
it was nearly a year after Alfies death, he was still thinking of it. The memory was
real, branded into his brain like the star-shaped scar on his shoulder. After thinking
of the memory for so long, and after his thoughts of how dangerous and cruel he
was, he told himself that he should be no longer living. What else was there to live
for anyway? His father was never home and his mother was gone. Daniel was the
only thing left. He attempted to do many things to himself, but never succeeded.
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Daniel always seemed to be around to watch, and when hed look at his younger
brother, all he could remember was Alfie, and how he literally needed to protect
him.
Emotionless. Protective. Unreadable. In two years, Rainfur finally felt these things.
In two years, he accepted that he needed to take care of Daniel. He protected him,
thinking of the boy as if he were Alfie, and hoping that he could forget everything.
The wall of rain in his mind was built, keeping everything in, and everyone out.
Every memory, emotion, and feeling was kept in so that no one could read him.
But every single person he came across was never able to know what he was
thinking. Only Alfie would be able to.
Through all of this, Rainfur still remembered everything. Through all of this, he
still felt shameful, regret for what hed done, insane as he argued with himself, lost
as he tried to figure out how to fully recover, depressed as he tried to forget, and
alone even though he had Daniel now. But no one knew. They couldnt read the
pain he was feeling inside. No one knew about the battle going on within him. And
since they didnt know, they couldnt help, and Rainfur was left to deal with it on
his own. How he once liked it.
Suddenly, he woke up. It was a dream. Everything hed just witnessed had been a
dream. No, a nightmare. Not a dream filled with pleasant things your subconscious
thinks up for you. A nightmare. A scary, dreadful nightmare of a memory that he
never wanted to go back to.
But, as Rainfur carefully sat up, he knew that the nightmare had helped him. He
knew that those emotions would always be with him, but he was stronger now.
Just as StarClan had told him as theyd given this life to him. He felt safe, secure,
and strong. No longer weak, dangerous, or suicidal. He was himself, and himself
only.
You must have used a lot of energy, whispered a soft familiar voice that made
Rainfur remember why he was asleep. Your determination was remarkable but
with my power being stronger than yours at the moment, you had to sleep when I
told you to. I dont know how you managed to heal me.
Matar. The cat whod tried to kill him. The cat who nearly killed him. The cat who
was killing his brother. The cat who Wait. This was also the cat who he nearly
killed. This was also the cat who hed saved. This was also the cat who helped him
by forcing him to sleep even when he struggled.
After taking a deep breath, Rainfur looked to Matar, his expression filled with the
knowledge of why he was given his life. Filled with the knowledge of StarClan who
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so helpfully reminded him of his mission, his promise, and his reason to return the
Clans back to their normal rules. To kill Sharpstar. To remain living.
Sorry, Rainfur murmured, obviously surprising Matar as the brown and white
cats eyes opened wider. He narrowed his eyes with confusion What? Matar
chuckled a bit, his expression becoming warm and refreshing as the fear hed just
felt vanished completely.
I should be the one saying sorry to you, Matar explained. You wouldnt have
collapsed if my power hadnt accidentally gotten in the way. It made healing my
wounds twice as hard, but your indescribable determination kept you going, and
your energy was nearly gone by the time I forced you to sleep. Sorry about that,
too. Again, my power can be a bit persuasive at times. Rainfurs eyes were still
narrowed in confusion. His first question was answered, but the answer that Matar
gave him created many more inquiries.
What do you mean your power accidentally got in the way? asked Rainfur,
choosing one of the questions at random. I thought it didnt do anything unless
you told it to. Matar blinked, probably unaware of how little Rainfur knew about
his own power.
After a few moments of silence, Matar finally answered with, You are in
Stormpaws mind. The heart of his power. It will do anything it wants as long as it
has something to do with protecting their host, Stormpaw. And me, of course,
because I hold most of the power, but not all of it. Some of it waves around like a
never ending ocean.
Thats why it was so hard for you. Its like pushing something underwater. You
had to push your power through the ocean of my power in order for it to come
into me. Luckily for you, with the combination of both your power and my power,
I was able to heal quickly. Those wounds would usually take twice as long.
Rainfur was still confused, but at least figured out a few things.
What did you mean when you said your power was persuasive? asked Rainfur,
curiously awaiting the answer as Matar seemed to search for the most affective
words.
Well, my power could be described like a snake, Matar explained, obviously
trying hard to pick the right words so it wasnt confusing. It is sneaky and sly. My
weakness is strength, but I am best at speed. My words are my weapon though.
Thats why, if youve noticed, I have a high vocabulary sometimes. Its also why my
voice sort of changed from zombie-like to normal. Fear was something I wanted to
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test you on. And as it seemed to confuse you, though, you were never afraid.
Rainfurs head tilted to the side a bit.
What could my power be described as? asked Rainfur since his mind wasnt
functioning correctly. Matar thought for a moment, but quickly smiled.
Just as you are named Rain. The oncoming storm that brings rain to put out the
fires, the danger. You are controlled by some, who could be called the clouds, but
you are defensive. When you are in danger, you are deadly. You dont like being
weak. It makes you feel small. Too small. Fitting, really. Though Ive never really
thought of someone like that. You are really strange. But everythings for a reason,
right? Rainfur smiled quickly before a small silence began.
Rain. . .Ravenstar was right to name him that. His power, his life, his soul. It all fit.
Not before Alfies death. He remembered himself being quite happy and joyful.
Always hyper, and very playful. Before his twins death hed never really cared of
what others thought of him, and he never really noticed when others were in pain.
He was just too happy.
Youre right, Rainfur murmured, looking at his reflexion in the black marble
floor as he did. Everything does happen for a reason. My brothers death made
me mature. Matar smiled to him as he looked up.
See? Theres always a bright side to everything! Matar said, obviously trying to
cheer up the pitiful cat before him. Rainfur didnt mind, but he didnt really need
cheering up. He needed to get back to Jactur.
A sharp pain in his head kept him away from the thought. He grimaced before
realizing that hed had to have been sleeping for quite some time if he was having
headaches. Rainfur looked up to Matar, who looked alarmed as he had noticed the
grey and white cats temporary pain a few moments ago.
How long was I out? asked Rainfur, his heart beating quickly as he realised that
he might have missed the chance to save Jactur, who he hoped had already killed
Sharpstar. Matars head went a bit lower before he answered, as if he expected
Rainfur to freak out.
Around seven hours, Matar murmured. Rainfur was wondering how the
powerful cat knew the word hour until he remembered Stormpaw did because he
was human. Rainfur then returned to the current issue.
Seven hours? asked Rainfur, his eyes wide with fear. Jactur could be dead! Why
didnt you wake me? Are they alright? Has Robinwing had her kits? Is she dead? Is
she
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Rainfur, stop! Matar yelled, getting the panic cats attention as the power around
him seemed angry. It was visible now. A ring of sharp rain, circling him as if daring
him to continue yelling for no apparent reason. After a few moments, everything
went back to normal. Rainfur was now aware of the power though, and how
unmatched hed be if he decided to fight.
Sorry, I got a bit angry, Matar murmured before continuing. Seven hours here
is barely seven seconds in the real world. Nothing has happened in those seven
seconds, Ive made sure of it. Everyones okay from when I last checked. Rainfur
looked at him suspiciously.
How do you know? he asked. Is it on those TV screens that keep steeling my
memories? It was full of sarcasm, which is why Rainfur was surprised when Matar
nodded. The brown and white tom turned toward the corner of the room where
the eight or so 80 inch flat TV screens were lined up and down, only showing a
few lines of black wall.
They let me see everything, whether it be memories, current events, or the past of
Stormpaw, Matar explained. Its a shame I cant really see any of your human
memories. But I guess youre entitled to your privacy. Rainfur narrowed his eyes
in confusion as he stared at the TV screens.
Is this Stormpaws mind? asked Rainfur, clearly curious at the moment. Why is
it like this? Matar shrugged beside him, frowning a bit as he answered.
This relates to Stormpaws personality, Matar explained simply. He sees stuff
others dont. When he was human, he could see you were hurting. He could see
that you werent right anymore. Rainfur looked to the brown and white tom that
resembled Stormpaw. His eyes portrayed how confused he was now, making Matar
sigh.
I hid everything back then! Rainfur exclaimed, but calmed down when he got a
flash of the green power around him. How exactly?
You may have been able to hide things from your father and the other strangers
on the street, but Stormpaws your brother, Matar said, smiling a bit. Every
moment you thought of Alfies death, he could see that small look of depression in
your eyes. He knew you didnt want help though, so he didnt say anything. A
silence followed the explanation.
Rainfur pondered on what emotion he should feel. He was quite happy that at least
someone knew about his. . .condition, but at the same time, he was sad that
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Stormpaw had to always feel pushed away because all Rainfur really ever thought
about back then was Alfie.
Would you like to see how your Clan-mates are doing? asked Matar, breaking the
awkward silence. There is plenty of time, remember, and you still havent fully
recovered from the battle we just fought. Lets just see how well their coping with
such a war. Rainfur nodded, hoping not to say anything because he was still
thinking.
Hmm. . .Lets check Stormpaw first so I know exactly whats happening with
him, Matar decided after a few moments. Itll at least give me some practice
since Ive never really done this before. So, the brown and white tom focused on
the screens, breathing slowly as he concentrated on what he was trying to do.
After a few moments, all eight TV screens flashed up in different point of views of
Stormpaw fighting a strong black and white tom. He seemed determined, but really
tired, as if everything going on his mind was making him exhausted.
Rainfur felt sorry for him in one moment, but then he was aware of how much
Stormpaw must know about taking care of himself. Not only did his little brother
have to take care of his grieving father after Rainfur had died, he also just killed
the black and white tom in three seconds.
Well, it seems my partner is doing quite well, said Matar, looking amused. Why
not see Robinwing? Im hoping shes had her kits. Last time I saw her she didnt
look to good. . . The brown and white tom paused for a few seconds before he
shook his head. If I can force images of one place into these screens, why not do
the lot of WindClan? Might as well see how theyre all coping.
In just one second, all eight screens were showing WindClans camp. The first
three were mainly how the camp was doing. The resistance to Sharpstar seemed to
be doing the best, having outnumbered the opposing side completely now. Even
Blackpelt was having a rough time taking on a few RiverClan cats that Rainfur
didnt know the names of.
The next five screens is what shocked Rainfur the most. First screen he looked to,
he found Rosestar was dead. By who, Rainfur didnt know, but the fact that she
was dead just made him remember the first eight lives she lost. Second screen,
Bravestar was also dead, lying right next to Rosestar in fact. Third worse screen
was Mudpaw fighting someone, but the cameraor at least thats what Rainfur
thought of it aswasnt focused enough for Rainfur to clearly see the attacker. In
the fourth screen, he could see clearly that it was Wolfheart the small apprentice
was fighting.
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Wolfheart, the lovesick cat that Rainfur had once met as an apprentice after
following his mentor, Thorntail, into RiverClan territory. Wolfheart, the kind
deputy who cared about his Clan dearly but not so much his kits. Wolfheart, the
father of the three kits Rainfur had saved so many moons ago. Yes, he was a bully,
and yes he wasnt the nicest cat, but really? A spy for Sharpstar? That wasnt how
Rainfur knew him.
Then, on the final screen, Rainfur gasped. Robinwing, bloody as the first kit still
struggled to come out, was tiring quickly. Rainfur had seen this face on Thorntail
once before. Those kits werent as big though, and Robinwing was tiring quicker.
This must have been going on for ages, meaning that his mate was close to death if
those kits didnt come out.
It seems WindClan is winning, but your mate is not, Matar whispered. She is
strong, though, and it could be a lot worse. Just remember, if Jactur is doing well,
everything will be okay. Rainfur nodded, still hoping not to be forced to say
anything as a knot in his throat formed.
Rainfur hardly noticed when the screens changed to ThunderClan territory where
so many lie dead. He didnt know which side the majority belonged to, but he
didnt care. The one thing he noticed was that everyone had stopped fighting and
was now watching two cats fight in the distance.
Jactur and Sharpstar. They were fighting, but Rainfurs partner was losing horribly.
The insanity must have turned off as his did, because Jactur wasnt doing well at
all. He was angry, mentally exhausted, and slowly dying. Rainfurs mind suddenly
switched from the regret over Stormpaw to the determination of victory over
Sharpstar.
I must go back to Jactur, Rainfur murmured, staring at the screen as his partner
continued to hiss with anger while fighting Sharpstar. Matar said nothing, but he
knew that the brown and white cat was setting things up quickly, meaning that
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Chapter Thirty-Eight
I told you to fight! Bravestar hissed, though there was more frustration in his voice
than anger. Why cant you? I feel the fear, but cant you get over it? Mudpaw screamed as
the pain suddenly came rippling toward him, his legs stiffening with more fear.
I physically cant fight! Mudpaw yelled to Bravestar, closing his eyes and gritting his
teeth as Wolfheart grinned. My body just freezes, and I cant move anything! Help
me! Wolfheart prepared for the death blow as Bravestar seemed to be thinking
quickly.
Ive never heard of someone doing that, Bravestar murmured. Well, theres always room for
learning.
Suddenly Mudpaws body moved. His suddenly powerful back legs pushed
Wolfheart off him, and then he stood up, panting heavily as his wounds continued
to bleed out. Wolfheart looked as if hed seen someone from the Dark Forest,
giving Mudpaw another advantage.
He was no longer controlling his body, and he was no longer controlling his
expressions or emotions. It was nothing, really, but pure determination that was
the only thing that seemed strong enough to overcome the fear running through
his body. So, as Mudpaw swam in the shock and fear, Bravestar used his
determination to protect Robinwing, whose first kit was getting closer and closer.
Bravestar, whats going on? Mudpaw asked, panicking as he seemed to be going deeper
and deeper into his mind. The noble leader didnt answer, leaving the small brown
apprentice to do nothing but watch helplessly as his body was being used for
fighting a full grown Warrior.
Wolfheart lunged for Mudpaw, but his body made a quick jerk that created an
evasion from the attack. Bravestar continued to stay quiet as he used Mudpaws
fragile body to fight Wolfheart, all the while the brown apprentice was struggling
to keep himself there, as if Bravestar was taking over.
This wasnt supposed to be happening. This fighting. . .it meant nothing! The war
shouldnt have started, because all fighting did was kill. Bravestar should
understand that, but after asking him, Mudpaw found complete quietness. He felt
alone as he gasped for air.
Bravestar leaped toward Wolfheart using Mudpaws body, flexing out the barely
used claws and crashing into the massive deputy. Mudpaw felt the pain, doubting
Bravestar did at all, and screamed, but that was a mistake. His lungs filled with a
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sticky liquid that nearly made him drown. But something was keeping him alive.
Something was making sure that he lived through the agonizing battle.
Wolfheart slashed open three scratches on Mudpaws face as Bravestar forced his
body to rake his claws down the grey toms soft exposed belly. Mudpaws vision
blurred as he watched the battle. Wound after wound, scream after scream, battle
cry after battle cry. . .would it ever stop?
StarClan, make this stop. . .
Wolfheart kicked Mudpaw in the belly, forcing Bravestar to retreat to the far side
of the den next to Robinwing. The large RiverClan deputy stood up, an angry look
on his face. Mudpaw knew that Wolfheart had realised what had happened.
Mudpaw knew that Wolfheart had figured out about Bravestar.
StarClan, make this stop.
Robinwing wailed as Wolfheart lunged for Mudpaws recovering body, sending
both of them crashing into the back wall of the den as the kitting mother was
pulled out of the way. Bravestar obviously couldnt control any of the battle after
that, because Mudpaws body ended up being the one pushed into the sharp
brambles that made up the outer layer of the den.
StarClan, make this stop!
Wolfheart watched as Mudpaws exhausted body slumped down to the ground
unable to move from the shock that even stumped Bravestar enough to give up.
The massive leader jumped onto Mudpaw, bringing all of the air out of him, and
then raised his paw, once again ready for the death blow.
StarClan, please. . .
Make it stop! Mudpaw screamed aloud, overpowering Bravestars attempt at
getting his body to move. Wolfheart paused, his eyes narrowed in confusion as
tears ran down Mudpaws face. Just stop fighting! The brown apprentice
couldnt control it anymore. He raised his hind legs and pushed Wolfheart off of
him, standing as the massive tom flew backwards.
Salty tears stained Mudpaws face as Wolfheart stood up slowly. Though
determined to protect Robinwing, he wasnt going to attack unless Wolfheart did.
There was no need to fight, for he felt StarClan standing beside him, and Bravestar
smiling within him as he found out that the noble leader wasnt trying to kill
Wolfheart on purpose. Bravestar was forcing the fighting to continue so that
Mudpaw could find himself and what was wrong right in front of him.
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So I see the pathetic apprentice is back, Wolfheart muttered, obviously

disappointed. Mudpaws tail lashed in fury and his eyes narrowed with anger,
making the massive RiverClan deputy widen his eyes slightly. He was obviously not
expecting anger of all emotions to be filling Mudpaw. Looks like he was wrong for
a change.
Yes, Im back, but I am not going to fight, Mudpaw hissed, making Wolfheart
sigh.
But I will, Wolfheart said simply. As long as Robinwing lives to have those kits,
I will fight. It was what Sharpstar ordered me to do, and I will kill everyone who
gets in my way. I have no idea how youve survived this long, but Ill assure you, by
tonight, you will be dead.
No! said Mudpaw immediately afterword. You dont need to kill the kits to get
revenge on Rainfur! Now Mudpaw wasnt sure of what he was saying. His voice
was in the mix of StarClans ghost-like voices, but it wasnt him coming up with
the words to say. It was StarClan. They were making the fighting stop.
The kits are the offspring of Rainfur! Wolfheart hissed, his tail also lashing,
though his eyes showed a bit of fear as he heard StarClan take over the argument.
He will break when his family his dead. He will have nothing to fight for, and
then he will die, just like his poor, frail mentor who had the nerves to make
Rainfur bring my kits to me! Mudpaw suddenly felt the earth beneath him shake
for a second, but it stopped soon enough.
Leave the kits to live! came the voices of StarClan from Mudpaws mouth.
Sharpstar will be able to train them into killers! If they are half as strong as
Rainfur, they will make excellent fighters, and they will never need to know about
their father. They could be raised to hate them! Just let them live so you can end
this pointless fighting! Mudpaw had no idea what StarClan was trying to do, but
he found it frightening. It sounded as if StarClan wanted the kits to be raised to kill
their father, but Mudpaw had sense to figure out that they were probably saying
anything to save the kits. Or at least thats what he hoped.
Wolfheart paused, weighing his options. It was a few seconds before he shook his
head, unsheathing his claws as Mudpaw flinched. He was too tired to fight. If
Wolfheart attacked, he would die, and Robinwing would die, and Rainfur would
die, and then so many others afterword.
Wolfheart. . .
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Mudpaw blinked. That didnt come out of his mouth, but it came from a StarClan
she-cat. A pretty long furred one from what little Mudpaw could see, and she
whispered Wolfhearts name so sweetly. It was familiar. Too familiar. Wolfheart
obviously knew who it was too for his eyes were wide with shock.
Wolfheart. . .why are you fighting? asked the angel-like voice. Your kits, they need you. .
.Why dont you answer their pleas for help? Why dont you answer mine? StarClan. . .they want
you to stop. So Im begging you, Wolfheart, be the cat you once were. The cat I. . .I fell in love
with. Wolfheart stood, shaking as he thought about his options once again.
Sharpstar will kill me! Wolfheart insisted.
Well make sure hell agree with you, the voice whispered. Mudpaw had figured out it
was Thorntail, his second mate. He has nine lives from us, remember? We still control
him, if only slightly. Well persuade him into agreeing with you. It will work. Just stop fighting.
No blood should have been split. No blood should have been oozing out of death wounds. Make
yourself right again. At first Wolfheart shook his head, but in a few moments of
silence, the massive grey tom just nodded, unable to say anything else. As StarClan
faded and Thorntails voice stopped whispering, Wolfheart returned to a scowl, in
which hid his grief for his second mate.
I will spare the lives of the kits, but that is the only thing you will be achieving.
Wolfheart growled, his eyes narrowed with determination. May your days as a
medicine cat apprentice be filled with joy, you worthless mouse-brain. And with
those words of relief to Mudpaw, Wolfheart left, having all of the Warriors follow
him.
Mudpaw was gasping for his breath now. That had taken all of his strength, and
now that both Bravestar and the other StarClan cats were out of his head, he could
feel the pain full-on now. Suddenly there was a simple hum in the back of his
mind, telling him that it wasnt over yet.
As future medicine cat of WindClan, we shall give you the prophecies that we have given the other
medicine cats. You may not say a word to any of the normal she-cats and toms. This is for your
ears only.
Blood will be shed as the ashes fall, with memories lost and some forgotten, evil shall over-power
even the strongest of the Clans. We wait for the Saviour, and pray that we will be
saved. Mudpaw was about to ask what it meant, but he was cut off as the words
began again. He who hides his fear will come on wings of silver, bringing a war along with him.
Demons of the Dark Forest shall fight the demons of the Clans, and so history shall be repeated.
The Unexpected shall battle the Unexpected, and we pray that Sacrifice will remind us of the
deaths we shall see in front of us.
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These words are what you shall follow in order to win this war which is not yet ending, StarClan
whispered to him. Be brave, and heal those who need you.
Mudpaw was too shocked to say anything as the StarClan cats left. Almost instantly
afterword did he try to figure out what the words given directly by StarClan meant.
First of all there were memories that were going to be lost. The evil was going to
take over even the strongest of the Clans. Then he was supposed to pray for the
Saviour.
Well, all of that has obviously already happened, Mudpaw thought. Ravenstar fell and let
Sharpstar come to power, taking over WindClan and ThunderClan. The memories lost were
Rainfurs because I heard him talking about that memory of his brothers death being taken away
and a whole bunch of things like that. Rainfur, the Saviour, was the one he needed to pray for.
He who hides his fear is also Rainfur, as is the wings of silver. He returned and now hes brought
a war with him. Sharpstar and Rainfur are fighting now, and to everyone Ive heard, theyre both
demons. Has this happened before? That would explain the history will repeat itself part. The
UnexpectedJactur and Rainfurwill battle the UnexpectedSharpstarand we pray that
Sacrifice will remind us of the deaths we shall see in front of us. Like Rosestar, Bravestar, and
everyone else. It all makes sense!
Wait. . .sacrifice. . .does that mean someone is going to sacrifice themselves to end the war? No! It
must be Rainfur! I must save him! I have to save him!
Robinwing suddenly screamed, making Mudpaw turn his attention to the pretty
silver she-cat who panted hard. The elder queen beside Rainfurs mate was
watching the kitting, making sure everything was going smoothly. Mudpaw ran
over, ignoring his stinging wounds as he tried to do something for the stressed she-
cat.
Whats happening? Mudpaw asked Morningbreeze, his body now shaking with
the fear of Robinwings death. The elder queen didnt answer for a few moments
before giving a large, happy smile to Mudpaw, who tilted his head with confusion.
The kits. Theyre coming. Morningbreeze stated simply. Robinwing is going to
live! Come on, sweetheart. Just push a little more! Robinwing squeezed, biting on
a stray root as she did. A bit of blood was showing, but soon Mudpaw could see
the small little body, squealing as air reached its lungs.
Just a bit more! Morningbreeze told Robinwing, encouraging her gently. The
silver queen shook her head, panting harder than she ever had. Mudpaws heart
began beating quicker as Robinwings raspy voice spoke just a few simple words.
I. . .c-cant!
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Morningbreeze took the look of horror as Robinwings breathing became more

laboured and soft. Mudpaw gasped as her eyes closed, breathing slightly, but dying
quickly. This kit needed to come out. Now, or Rainfur would go crazy and the
whole plan would be for nothing.
Mudpaw walked over and grabbed the kit carefully behind its shoulders, making it
squeal again. He used his tongue to get a better grip on it before pulling, making
Robinwing scream. Mudpaw cared and felt sad for bring pain to her, but this kit
needed to come out. It had to.
After three pulls and a lot of screams and squeals, the kit plopped down in front of
Morningbreeze, whose eyes were wide with surprise. Robinwings eyes opened,
looking toward the kit and smiling as she realised it was alive. She was too tired to
congratulate herself though.
Is it going to live? asked Mudpaw as Morningbreeze carefully licked the small
little kit so that air could get to its lungs faster. The elder queen just nodded,
flicking her tail in Robinwings direction to signify that another was coming. In a
quick turn of the heels, Mudpaw watched as the second kits smaller body just
simply plopped down in front of him, yowling loudly.
Mudpaw nudged the kit over to Morningbreeze after the elder queen had nudged
the first kit to its mothers belly. Just like the last kit, Morningbreeze licked it
roughly, getting all of the nasty afterbirth out of its system. Robinwing smiled as
she saw the two kits, and Mudpaw noticed that her breathing was calming down
quickly. Robinwings smile of joy didnt disappear, not even as she slowly drifted
off into a long-deserved slumber.
Mudpaw watched as he noticed that the first kit, who looked incredibly like
Rainfur with its rainey-grey and white fur, was a she-cat who seemed quite content
to finally be out. The second kit, a pale grey tom, struck Mudpaws interest the
most, for he resembled Bravestar, the noble leader who saved his life.
Lovely, arent they? asked Morningbreeze, grinning widely. Even in the middle
of the war, miracles can happen. And to think these cute kits are going to live to be
Warriors! You were brave, Mudpaw. I dont know what happened in that fight
with Wolfheart, but I know that you must have shown true loyalty to StarClan if
they were to grant you your wish. Without that wish, these kits would already be
dead. Thank you for saving their lives.
Mudpaw could do nothing but smile.
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Maybe Wolfhearts punishment of making Mudpaw a medicine cat apprentice

wasnt that bad after all. He couldnt fight, and he loved helping cats. He loved
seeing their smiling faces and he already helped Robinwing with her kitting.
Mudpaw knew his siblings wouldnt like him for being a medicine cat, but who
cared? The thought of never having to fight again made him smile wider with
pleasure.
StarClan knows what theyre doing.
*
Rainfur didnt move as Matars power wrapped around him, keeping his flowing
amount of power and energy tightly within him as his energy built itself back up to
its normal amount, which was abnormal according to Matar. He stared at the TV
screen now playing in slow motion while he watched Jactur struggle against
Sharpstar, who was winning without a doubt.
He wasnt depressed that his partner was losing because he knew that Matar was
doing his best to open up the mind traveling system so that they could be reunited.
He wasnt angry that Sharpstar was now winning because he knew that soon the
idiot would be losing. He wasnt even furious at Matar for taking so long because
he was so determined to come out of this war alive.
Rainfur was simply planning. From the looks of it, Jactur had had a plan, but it
backfired when he went insane and then he forgot now that Sharpstar was beating
him to a pulp. Rainfur was trying to figure it out, but things were just too strange.
They kept locking eyes, and both would wince in pain when their gaze broke apart.
Rainfur was smart enough to know that they were trying to break down the walls
built for defence. It was probably the reason he was feeling so many headaches.
But why? Why was Jactur risking his life trying to take down Sharpstars wall? The
idiots memories would flood their own mind, and then make them both insane.
Are you ready, Rainfur? asked Matar from behind him. You are welcome to
stay a bit longer if you still need time to recover. Remember, its been a few hours
since Ive shown you what Jacturs going through, so that only means hes been
alone for three more seconds. Are you sure you want to
I appreciate your offer, Matar, but I must get back to Jactur, said Rainfur calmly,
a determined look in his eye as he stood and faced the brown and white tom.
Besides, you and Stormpaw have a lot to catch up on. Matar dipped his head in
respect, acknowledging how very important it was for his new friend to return to
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his own mind. But the kind part of Rainfur wanted to say more, and so he did.
Thank you for becoming allies with me. Well meet again soon.
Then, in one single silent moment, Rainfur brought up his paw and unsheathed his
claws, scratching his scar for the second time that day. Instead of pain liked hed
expected, the world around him darkened, and he felt nothing but the chilly
darkness that made him feel the familiar emotion of loneliness. This only lasted for
a few moments, though. In the far off difference, a figure was making its way
toward him, a familiar grin lightening up the darkness.
Took you long enough, Jactur snorted as Rainfur smiled, happy to see his
partner again. I was about to die and all you did was make me exhausted. Should I
even ask why you turned off the switch to our insanity? I was winning! I even took
three of his lives! Rainfur paused, surprised that the insane tom he knew had
actually been able to do that, but then shook his head, telling Jactur that it would
be better if he didnt know at the moment. Suddenly, in a wave of confusion
emotions, he dipped his head in respect, surprising Jactur a bit.
Who are you and what have you done with Rainey? asked Jactur, his jaw
dropping as Rainfur chuckled a bit. He wasnt used to seeing Jactur surprised.
Dont ask. And sorry about being late, but Stormpaw was depending on me,
Rainfur murmured, ignoring Jacturs question. Everythings taken care of now, so
why not show that mouse-brain whos really the leader of this forest? Jactur
smirked at this, unsheathing his claws as his wounds automatically healed.
Thats more like it! Jactur said, excitement pulsing through him as the familiar
rush of adrenaline rippled into his bloodstream. Lets go kick some tabby butt!
Rainfur nodded in agreement before they jumped toward each other, once again
tying each others minds together.
When Rainfurs eyes opened, he was no longer in the cold lonely blackness.
Instead he was back in the familiar parts of ThunderClan camp, to which he smiled
to. He was home, and now he was protecting it. Curing it of the evil the lies within.
Sharpstar stood in front of him, panting heavily with a confused expression. It
faded once he looked to Rainfurs eyes, realizing that the immediate threat was
gone, as if Rainfur was just a puny thing that had just gotten in the way.
So thats it, then? asked Sharpstar in a mocking voice. Youre just going to give
yourself up to me? Youre an easier target now. You will both die easily. Too easily.
Pathetic. Rainfur smirked a bit, his eyes darkening with emotion as Sharpstar said
these words.
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This fight is going to be easy? Rainfur teased, smirking a bit. Good, this will just
be a cool down then. Tell me how the Dark Forest eats while youre dying, wont
you? Sharpstar growled with anger, but kept his cool. This didnt bother Rainfur
since they were both really good at ignoring insults, but he was still annoyed of
Sharpstar shooting them around everywhere he went.
Rainfur lunged, purposely missing by an inch to make the tabby leader evade for
nothing. Sharpstar lunged after that, but Rainfur just leaped out of the way
gracefully, as if not fighting to his full potential. In reality, he wasnt. He was too
busy worrying about the plan Jactur had.
Got any news for me? Rainfur asked, his claws flexed as he evaded another attack.
Sharpstar wasnt getting any more accuracy points, but he was definitely frustrated,
which usually led to figuring things out in Rainfurs opinion.
Well lets see, Jactur thought to himself. Sharpstar has got to be getting tired soon, so of
course it will be an easy win. However, as I said before, the mouse-brain knows something that
Im pretty sure youve guessed by now. So my advice would be to give him no time to look into
your mind, because otherwise youd go crazy.
Rainfur merely nodded before returning to his fight. Sharpstar lunged again, but he
evaded the attack, keeping a close watch on the tabby tom without having to look
the leader in the eye. From what hed seen, if Sharpstar managed to lock eyes with
him, he would be done for.
While Rainfur continued to dodge Sharpstars attacks, he noticed something
different about Jactur. For one, the mouse-brain was quiet. Jactur was never quiet
unless nothing interesting was going on, and that was definitely not the case at the
moment.
Before Rainfur could think longer, Sharpstar recalculated his attacks and actually
landed on him. Hissing with frustration, Rainfur went to the ground as the massive
tabby tom pinned him down. Sharpstar was clawing at his belly, but not once did
he reach Rainfurs skin. This annoyed the tabby leader, but he wasnt going to give
up because of it.
How does it feel, Rainfur, to be on the bottom? asked Sharpstar, growling lowly
as Rainfur struggled to get free. How does it feel to be forgotten about? With a
defiant yowl, Rainfur pushed himself up and clamped onto Sharpstars neck,
making the tabby leader screech with fury.
Rainfur was panting heavily as Sharpstar ripped himself away from his enemy. He
stood as the tabby leader locked his sharp amber eyes with him. In a wave of
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shock, Rainfurs vision faded into darkness, all aside from a wall of smoke in which
he guessed was what kept Sharpstar from seeing his memories.
Rainfur prepared to fight Sharpstar himself but found that he couldnt moments
later. He panicked for a few moments before Jactur materialized in front of the
tabby leader, smirking wickedly. Rainfur smiled a bit as Jactur lunged toward
Sharpstar, pushing the stupid leader out of his mind.
You were saying? Rainfur asked, provoking Sharpstar as his vision returned to
normal. The tabby tom just hissed with irritation, daring his enemy to attack as he
stood ready to evade. Rainfur flexed his claws, feeling the cool dirt beneath his
paws.
Jactur, theres something Ive been meaning to ask you since Ive turned off the switch of
insanity, Rainfur said, evading Sharpstars attack once again. The cats around them
were staring at their battling leader, and though some were happy that Rainfur was
back, a few were angry.
And what might this question be? Jactur asked, his demonic voice echoing in the
darkness of his mind. Rainfur leaped out of the way, just barely able to get out of
the path of Sharpstars sharp claws. The tabby tom growled lowly, taking Rainfurs
evasions as being silently mocked.
Could we be stronger if we turned the switch on now? Rainfur asked, lunging toward
Sharpstar as the angry tom leaped toward him. In a loud bang they crashed
together, biting and clawing at each others throats. When they departed, they both
leaped far away from each other, aware of how easily the other could kill them in
that state.
Well, the switch isnt gonna turn on again because frankly it wouldnt be able to switch
back, Jactur told him. But a lot of our insanity resides in our power, so if I feed some of it to
you, you would be a bit stronger, as well a bit more. . .irritating to Sharpstar. Rainfur smiled
as he evaded another attack from the tabby leader. Finally, a plan.
Feed me some, said Rainfur before leaping toward Sharpstar. Jactur stirred within
him, and he could only imagine how excited the crazy tom was at the moment,
leaving him to continue smiling.
Lets see some insanity! Jactur yelled, pleasure painting every single word.
In one single moment, Rainfurs smile turned into a smirk, and he felt the familiar
provocative personality pulsing through him, strengthening his muscles so that
they would help him push his body further. Sharpstar realised the change the
moment it happened, but it was too late. Rainfur was already in the air.
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He landed on the tabby leader seconds later, pinning him down with all of his
strength as he searched for the amber eyes that belonged to his enemy. After a few
seconds of struggling, Rainfur found them, and locked onto them until his vision
faded into darkness, finding a large brick wall in front of him.
Smirking slightly, Rainfur lunged toward the battered wall. The several cracks that
Jactur had created finally joined together and send another chunk of bricks falling
to the ground. After returning to reality, Rainfur raised his paw and slit Sharpstars
throat easily before leaping away from Sharpstar as the tabby leaders life quickly
left him. After a few moments, Sharpstar stood shock running through his body as
he realised he only had five lives left.
A brick wall? Really? Rainfur teased, standing tall as Sharpstar turned to face
him. Wow. Was Cheetahfurs death that horrible? Or was your past just too pitiful
to let your enemies see? Sharpstar yowled in fury, giving Rainfur the satisfaction.
The tabby leader lunged at him again, but Rainfur evaded the attack, content in just
irritating Sharpstar to death.
Or maybe you think that hiding the fact that Ravenstar was your father would
make you honourable! said Rainfur, provoking Sharpstar once again. If you
havent forgotten, which Im sure you havent, Im not Clan born, so it doesnt
seem honourable at all. It actually makes it seem as if youre afraid.
Shut up! Sharpstar hissed, his amber eyes narrowed with anger. The tabby leader
leaped toward Rainfur, but of course he just dodged the attack, laughing as
Sharpstar missed. They both turned to face each other, one of them smirking, the
other scowling.
But why? asked Rainfur. This is so entertaining. So tell me, do you ever regret
trying to prove yourself? Do you ever regret being the reason for your mothers
death? I sure dont. If it werent for that incident, Id probably be dead. The anger
in Sharpstars eyes was unmistakable, leaving Rainfur to continue smirking.
Rainfur sprinted over to Sharpstar in a flash, using his upgraded speed to run
toward his enemy. In one single slash, the tabby leaders flank was bleeding heavily,
drenching the brown fur with crimson liquid. This only made Rainfur laugh as he
jumped away, leaving Sharpstar even angrier.
Rainey, I think you better watch out, Jactur warned uncharacteristically as Sharpstars
nostrils flared. Rainfur rolled his eyes, taking even more pleasure in Sharpstars
anger as the tabby leaders tail lashed furiously. Sharpstars gonna be driven by anger
soon, and then we might actually be evenly matched. . .
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Am I really talking to Jactur? Rainfur asked, his tail flicking to balance him after he
evaded Sharpstars poor attack. Im doing what you would be doing, so there is no need to be
worried. Rainfur waited for a response, but found none, so he shrugged and
returned to his battle, in which wasnt getting very interesting.
How lonely it must have been to be an only kit after your sister died of green-
cough, Rainfur murmured, smirking as Sharpstar got even angrier. At least I
have my brother back. At least I no longer feel pain when I remember my twin
brother. But youll never get your sister back. Ever.
You dont know anything! Sharpstar hissed, his teeth bared as he got into a
fighting position. This made it easy for Rainfur to enter the tabbys mind, and
though only a few cracks formed when he attacked it, it was enough to anger
Sharpstar into craziness.
Rainfur, stop! Jactur hissed, his voice filled with panic that Rainfur didnt
understand. Sharpstars angry now, and if you irritate him any more hell
So much ambition given to such a weak cat, said Rainfur, pushing it a bit too far.
Probably wouldve become a leader innocently if you didnt think so highly of
yourself. I wonder how it felt when Ravenstar pushed his own son away from the
deputys position several times in a row.
Sharpstar looked as if he were about to explode. His fur was bristled, his claws
were flexed as far as they could go, his tail was lashing quickly, and his eyes were
narrowed tightly. That changed in an instant. The tabby leaders angry scowl
changed into a smirk and his claws sheathed as he calmed himself.
You really want to know how it felt? asked Sharpstar, making Rainfur narrow his
eyes in confusion. Well then have at it. Rainfurs eyes widened as he figured out
what hed just done. What hed just forced onto himself. He realised too late that
he should have listened to Jacturs warning.
And in that single moment, the brick wall formed in Sharpstars mind crumbled
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Chapter Thirty-Nine

Rainfur gasped as all of the memories Sharpstar had in his twisted mind flooded
into his head, forcing him to watch what the tabby leader had been through when
he was little. Rainfurs headache returned quickly as his mind became too crowded
with these memories, but he kept himself from screaming as he tried to pick up a
weakness from Sharpstars private moments.
Mama! Sharpkit nearly killed me! whined a silver tabby she-kit the size of Duskkit when he
was her age. They were in ThunderClans nursery where two queens sat. The first one had two
small kits near her belly, but they couldnt see yet. The other queen was a silver tabby with bright
blue eyes and odd leopard spots. It was Cheetahfur.
Did not! said a tabby kit padding proudly into the nursery with his head held high as he
avoided the small kits suckling by the first queen. You just didnt get out of the way fast enough!
Its not like your fatally wounded or anything, so just get over it, will you? Cheetahfur growled
lowly at her kit, getting his attention as the silver tabby she-kit smirked.
Sharpkit, Ive told you this before, Cheetahfur growled as she prepared to scold her son. You
are not supposed to be using your claws until you get your mentor, okay? You are too young to be
playing that roughly. Now apologize to your sister, or you wont get an ounce of fresh-kill tonight,
understood? Sharpkit stood with a shocked expression, as if surprised that his mother wasnt
proud of him for what he did.
But mother, I did everything correctly! Sharpkit insisted. Im stronger than Tigerpaw now!
Besides, if I cant use my claws or teeth until I get a mentor, Ill have to wait another moon!
Cheetahfurs eyes narrowed with anger, her fur bristling slightly.
Not another word! Cheetahfur hissed. You will apologize to Ashkit, and help the elders
dispose of their fleas right this moment or I will not allow you to play until you become an
apprentice! Do I make myself clear? Sharpkits head lowered as he mumbled a quiet sorry
before running off.
Watch out for Thornkit and Jaykit! Cheetahfur called to her son. Berryleaf has had enough
stress today with the death of Tigerfang, so dont make me punish you more than you already have
been! Sharpkit didnt look back at his mother. He just jumped over Berryleaf and ran out of the
nursery crying.
Rainfur was very shocked at this memory. Was Sharpstar mean even when he was
a kit? It sure seemed like it, though there seemed to be something more.
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Something was missing, and it was the piece that was most needed to understand
the memory hed just seen.
Sharpkit walked out of the elders den with a sigh. Hed just finished picking off all the fleas from
the elders pelts and was now thoroughly exhausted. As the tabby kit looked up, he found that
there were many eyes on him, and though they acted as if they didnt care that he was standing
there, he could see it in their eyes that they loathed him.
Sharpkits eyes narrowed as he saw Ashkit, his sister, telling almost everyone she saw about what
happened and how he was punished. The brat gave a smirk in his direction as the other cats
around him whispered about how cruel he was to his sister. Sharpkit growled lowly, angry that
Ashkit betrayed him like that.
He walked over to the fresh-kill pile after that, his anger showing as he chose a small enough
mouse for him to eat from the small pile of food. Leaf-bare had just arrived a few days ago and
they were already low on food. This made Sharpkit even more determined to become an apprentice,
but first he needed to prove himself.
Hey, Sharpkit! called one of the younger apprentices that went by the name of Tigerpaw.
Come eat with me before I leave for the dusk patrol! Sharpkit nodded before padding over to
the darker tabby tom. He lied down, but just picked at his food as he thought of how evil his
sister was.
Is there something wrong? asked Tigerpaw. Sharpkit didnt answer. He didnt want to. Come
on, Sharpkit. You know you can tell me anything. Sharpkit looked up to Tigerpaw who smiled
at him kindly, encouraging him to explain. After a few moments of silence, Sharpkit just sighed.
Ashkit told everyone about how I nearly killed her, Sharpkit murmured. Its just not fair!
Why do they have the right to talk behind my back about how cruel and stupid I am just because
Im the wild son of Ravenblaze while I dont even have the right to use my claws? Tigerpaw
shrugged, honestly curious of the same thing.
Well, maybe its because theyre older, and theyre Warriors, Tigerpaw suggested. Dont worry
about them, Sharpkit. One day youll show them just how powerful you are, and then theyll have
to accept you. Sharpkit smiled up to his friend, praying to StarClan that he was right. One day,
when he would be an apprentice, hed show them that he could fight twice as much as his loner of a
father.
Now Rainfur felt a bit sorry for Sharpstar. Those Warriors had no right to whisper
so loudly about him, just because he was the son of a loner. This made Rainfur
think of his kits and what theyd be treated like when he won the war.
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Mother, where is Ashkit? asked Sharpkit as he walked into the nursery. Cheetahfur was
crying slightly as Ravenblaze comforted her gently in a soothing voice. Sharpkit was confused, as
he had just been playing with her a few moments ago.
Sweetie. . .Ashkit has green-cough, Berryleaf whispered, saying the words that Cheetahfur and
Ravenblaze could not. Sharpkits eyes widened, knowing how little of a chance his sister had of
living if they didnt have cat mint. Hed seen Berryleafs third kit die from something similar just
two moons ago.
Sharpkit ran out of the nursery, his heart beating quickly as he refused to believe his sister was
going to die. There had to be something that he could do. Something that could make his sister
better. Sharpkit thought of many things as he entered the medicine den, sniffing around for
Ashkit.
The small silver tabby was sitting near the back of the den coughing and sneezing violently.
Sharpkit gasped before walking toward his sick sister, only to be stopped by Bluepool and her
apprentice Snowpaw. The two medicine cats shook their heads, telling Sharpkit that he couldnt
go to see her.
But shes my sister! Sharpkit insisted. I need to see her! I need to comfort her! The two
medicine cats did not move, though the sadness in their eyes showed him that they were scared of
losing her. That meant that there was no cat mint. That meant that Ashkit would die.
You need to stay put, Sharpkit, Bluepool whispered. Shes too sick for you to be near her.
Leave her to rest. Sharpkits eyes watered with sadness as Ashkit continued coughing, barely
being able to breathe in between each sneeze.
I want to see her! Sharpkit screamed. I dont care if I get sick! I need to see her! The
medicine cats just continued to stare at him with sorrow in their eyes. Sharpkit sat down after a
few moments, crying more than he ever had in his life. I need to tell her Im sorry. . . Sharpkit
cried for a few moments before Snowpaw stirred. The white apprentice was much sadder than his
mentor, for he knew what it was like to lose a sister.
Bluepool, couldnt he? Snowpaw began after a few moments of silence, but his mentor cut
him off with a low growl.
We dont have the cat mint to heal him if he gets sick, Bluepool hissed, her eyes narrowed
tightly. Snowpaw nodded, confusing his mentor and Sharpkit who was now listening to the
interesting conversation in hopes that he could see his sister.
You didnt let me finish, Snowpaw murmured, surprisingly calm. What I was going to say
was, couldnt he at least talk to her from right here? Ill let her know that Sharpkit is here and
from the distance they are now they can share their final good-byes. Bluepool looked at her
apprentice for a few moments before nodding.
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Alright, but you will take no more paw steps, said Bluepool, her eyes still narrowed. I will
leave you to it then. I need to go check on the cat mint anyway. Probably dead by now, though.
With that, the grey cat left silently as Snowpaw walked over to Ashkit and whispered gently to
her.
At first Sharpkit didnt know if Ashkit wanted to talk to him, but after a few minutes of silence
that was only filled with coughing, Ashkit carefully sat up and turned to face him with her blue
eyes that were filled with sorrow. Her wavy silver fur was matted, and she looked too weak to
move. This made Sharpkit even more rueful, but he tried not to cry while his sister looked to him.
Sharpkit? asked Ashkit, her voice raspy with exhaustion. You c-came to see m-me? A-arent
you w-worried about g-getting sick? Sharpkit smiled as he heard his sisters voice. Even though it
was full of weakness as she tried to keep the coughs and sneezes down, he just wished it would last
forever.
I dont care about getting sick, Sharpkit murmured. I just wanted to say. . .that Im sorry for
calling you a brat the other day. You didnt deserve it. You were just being you. Ashkit sniffled
back a tear in the darkness of the cave. Sharpkit could barely keep back his own tears, but he
tried. He didnt want Ashkit to cry too.
I-I did deser-serve it, m-mouse-brain, Ashkit said teasingly. Now-ow everyone t-thinks youre
a cr-cruel brother w-whos gonna enj-joy watching h-his sis-ster die. I s-should h-have kept my mo-
outh shut. Sharpkit accidentally let one tear go as his sister said those words. She was the type of
cat who never apologized to anyone unless she was forced to, but he guessed that his sister knew
she was going to die.
Dont worry about me, said Sharpkit. One day Ill show them that I am the best kit to ever
be born in their nursery. I just wish you could watch me do it. Ashkit shook her head, as if
laughing at the fact that he thought she wouldnt be there.
Sh-Sharpkit-it, I w-will be wi-with you no-o matter-ter what, y-you just wo-wont see m-me,
Ashkit told him. Go-o sh-show the-ese mouse-bra-brains whos bo-oss, and I p-promise you tha-
that I w-will be ri-right th-there in t-the cro-crowd to w-watch the show-w. Ill b-be the lou-loudest
cheer-ering you o-on. Ju-just list-isten for-or my v-voice. I p-promise.
When the memory stopped Rainfur could only think of when he lost Alfie.
Sharpstar must have been feeling the same emotions he was right then, except he
was warned his sister was going to die. But Rainfur knew it wasnt that different.
Sharpkit sat in the back of the nursery, staring at the fresh-kill in front of him. Snowpaw had
brought it for him, bearing the news that hed been waiting for. A quarter moon had passed, and
now his sister was dead. Gone forever. Never to be reached again.
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Sharpkit forced his tears back, but inside of him it was raining. There was nothing but memories
of his sister, and though he looked angry, he was just filled with sorrow that no one could take
away. That day in the medicine den was the most recurring memory he had, and her words stuck
to him like honey.
Go show these mouse-brains whos boss, and I promise Ill be right there with
you.
Sharpkit suddenly heard paw steps so he calmed himself down and forced down a few bites of
fresh-kill, though he felt as if he were going to vomit afterwards. When the footsteps stopped,
Sharpkit sniffed the air, finding that it was only Tigerpaw behind him.
Um, Sharpkit. . . Tigerpaw murmured, realizing how different his friend was. Cheetahfur
wanted you to. . .uh. . .see her so that you could get ready for your apprentice ceremony. Sharpkit
sighed. He wanted to become an apprentice, but he wished Ashkit was beside him.
Tell her that I dont want to get clean, Sharpkit growled. I can groom myself, and its an
insult for her to think otherwise. Tigerpaw didnt move. Instead he stood in silence, probably
trying to figure out what to say.
Look, your mother has been through a lot today, said Tigerpaw. Couldnt you just cut her
some slack? Sharpkit stood up quickly and turned around as his amber eyes narrowed with
anger, making his frightened friend stare in shock.
Oh, so you think that Ashkits death didnt affect me at all, do you? asked Sharpkit, his tail
lashing with fury. Well heres some news for you: I dont want to become an apprentice today.
Not today, not tomorrow. I dont want to become an apprentice at all until Ive sorted out these
millions of thoughts in my head! Tigerpaw stared in shock for a few moments before relaxing
slightly. Obviously Tigerpaw had never seen him this angry.
Sharpkit, youve been talking about becoming an apprentice for ages, Tigerpaw reminded him.
Why dont you want to become one now? You said so yourself a few days ago that Ashkit will
always be with you, so why not believe that now? Sharpkit just looked to his paws.
That was before she died, he growled. Now I dont know what to do anymore. Tigerpaw
sighed before walking out of the nursery, muttering something about being treated like a kit.
Sharpkit waited for him to leave before he stood up and found his way over to a little hole in
which hed found lead into the forest.
Ill show them whos stronger, said Sharpkit. And then well both be apprentices together.
Sound good, Ashkit? He didnt receive an answer, but he didnt care. When he caught a large
mouse for his family, Cloudstar would have no choice but to make him an apprentice, and those
mouse-brains who whispered about him wont even mention a word about how stupid he was ever
again. And then hed be with Ashkit again.
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After climbing through the hole, Sharpkit ran through the forest, taking in the unfamiliar scents
of the unfamiliar bushes, weeds and trees. He smiled before running as far as he could go, hoping
never to go back again. Eventually he remembered of exactly what he needed to do so he stopped
and started scenting for mouse. Hed never actually sniffed live one, but he knew what a dead one
smelled like, so he figured it would be good enough.
A long time passed before Sharpkit sighed and sat down, disappointed that he didnt find
anything. At this rate, he would be out all night, and he knew that Cloudstar had probably
already sent out a search party. Sharpkit was really tired as well, but none of this would make
him go back. He was determined.
Just then, Sharpkit picked up an unfamiliar scent that he thought was close to a rabbit. Smiling
with joy, he darted toward it, hoping that it would be a large piece of prey that he could bring back
to camp. When he got closer, however, he found that the scent was nothing like a rabbit. It wasnt
like anything hed ever smelled before, making him scared.
Suddenly a large animal walked out from the den he was standing next to. It was orange with
black legs and a black tail, making Sharpkit gasp as he figured out what it was. Hed only
heard about them in stories, and just by how the elders described them did he know what the
animal before him was called.
A fox.
Sharpkit ran for his life as soon as the fox caught his scent. He ran faster than he ever had, his
eyes wide with fear and shock as he heard the large animal running toward him. Sharpkit knew
he was too slow, and as the fox snapped at his tail, he feared for the worse.
A blur of golden fur rushed past him with a furious yowl, and before Sharpkit knew it, his
mothers bloody body was slammed into the ground, the foxs fur drenched in her blood. Sharpkit
stared at his mother who was just barely breathing for many moments as the fox got over his own
wound. He couldnt accept that his mother was dead. It was just too sudden.
Run. . . his mother whispered to him. Run! Get out of here while you still can! Sharpkit did
as he was told, running until he couldnt run anymore.
Rainfur didnt know what to feel with this memory. Sadness, sure, but there was
also the knowledge of how Cheetahfur died and pity for Sharpstar for he had to
witness death at such a young age. . .
Seriously? asked a pretty black she-cat, her green eyes wide. Wow. I wonder what Snowstorm
is going to do now if he cant go one second without tripping over his own feet! Did he really
tumble over himself after receiving his Warrior name? Sharpkit, probably Sharppaw now,
nodded with excitement.
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My father told me so, Sharppaw answered. And besides, have you ever really thought any
better of that loner, Thornpaw? the black she-cat just sighed, shaking her head as she smiled to
her older friend.
It must be so wonderful for your own father to be the deputy, said Thornpaw. You get all of
the good gossip, and you always know whats going on with the other Clans. It must be so cool.
Sharppaw frowned, his head lowering as he remembered exactly how cool it was to have a father
like Ravenblaze.
Its not that great, Sharppaw muttered as Thornpaw ate her fresh-kill. Ever since Cheetahfur
died, hes been distant, and he doesnt even like me. Gossip and knowledge of the other Clans
never get to my ears anyway. Dad just hides it all from me. Thornpaw stopped eating, the look of
pity in her eyes.
Sharppaw! hissed a large dark grey tom. Get over here now! Sharppaw sighed, rolling his
eyes as he stood up. Thornpaw looked worried, but he gave her a reassuring smile, telling her that
everything was okay. After that he turned and walked over to his furious father.
What? asked Sharppaw, his eyes showing his boredom.
You know exactly what! Ravenblaze hissed, his eyes narrowed. You are feeding Gorsekit and
Grasskit stories that are not appropriate for them! They were talking about how you met a fox
when you were only four moons old and how much they would love to do the same! Sharppaw just
shrugged.
Yeah, so? asked Sharppaw. Elders tell kits stories like that all of the time, whats wrong
with mine? Ravenblaze narrowed his eyes even tighter, making Sharppaw angry.
Did you tell them of how the story ended? With you running away like a scared kit, helplessly
whispering something about your mother being dead? Ravenblaze asked. Sharppaw hissed with
fury as his father mentioned Cheetahfurs death. How dare he bring that up again.
Of course I didnt tell them! Im smarter than that! Sharppaw hissed. And I was not helpless!
I was just as strong as any apprentice there had ever been! But apparently youre too obsessed with
the past to realize that your own son is stronger than you yourself will ever be! Ravenblaze
growled lowly, his lips drawing back into a snarl.
Coming from the cat who caused her death in the first place, said Ravenblaze bitterly.
It wasnt my fault! Sharppaw yelled. Ashkit died, and I-I just didnt know what to do! You
would have done the same if you were me. I know it! Except youd probably be dead with
Cheetahfur because you would have been too honourable to leave her. At least I was smart!
Ravenblaze hissed with fury before raising his paw and unsheathing his claws. Sharppaw ducked,
but Ravenblaze still managed to slash open a large gash on his face.
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Dont ever speak like that to me, Ravenblaze growled as he sheathed his claws. Though his
eyes were filled with sorrow, not once did Sharppaw see regret. I shall speak to Cloudstar of this.
Dont expect to be going to any gatherings for a while. With that, the dark furred Warrior
walked away, his tail drooping with sadness.
Rainfur couldnt believe that Ravenstar of all cats did that to Sharpstar. Even
though the apprentice had deserved it, hurting him was not necessary. But then,
grief does funny things to everyones minds, so Rainfur hoped it was just the
sorrow that made Ravenstar hurt his own son.
Do you really think that youre gonna become a Warrior? asked a large brown tom who
smirked at Sharppaws furious glare. Your father was lucky he even got to stay here, meaning
that you should be thankful youre even alive. Is that how you feel, Sharppaw? Weak, pathetic,
and barely alive? Thats how I see it.
No! Sharppaw hissed, his tail lashing with anger. I will become a Warrior! Cloudstar may be
dead, but no matter what, I will show any leader that stands on that Highrock that Im strong
enough to be anything! The brown tom raised his eye brows.
Oh really? asked the brown tom. Then why are you thirteen moons old and still not a
Warrior yet I, barely even ten moons old, have just been given my Warrior name? Your father
clearly hates you. That or he doesnt trust you. After all you did kill his only reason for being
here. Sharppaw growled loudly before lunging at the arrogant Warrior, his claws unsheathed as
everyone looked at him in shock.
Sharppaw pinned down the brown Warrior with all of his strength before raking his back claws
through the toms tough skin. Out of pure instinct, the brown tom kicked Sharppaw off of him.
The tabby apprentice stepped off gladly as his heart began to beat quickly. He hadnt expected
things to go that far, but he was just so annoyed of cats calling him so many different things.
As other members of the Clan started to whisper like they always did, Sharppaw ran, hoping to
forget that any of that just happened. He sprinted out of camp, only stopping when he tripped over
a large tree root. He sat by the large oak tree crying as his thoughts swirled in and out of his head.
Why? Sharppaw asked himself. Im good enough to be a Warrior! Why does he keep pushing
it off? Why cant I show them that I am more powerful than they are? Am I that weak?
Only if you think of yourself that way, said a familiar voice that made Sharppaw jump. He
stood up and got into a fighting position, ready to defend the Clan that hated him. Then suddenly
a large amount of cats surrounded him, making Sharppaw think of the worst. Oh no, dont be
afraid. We wont hurt you yet. But back to your questions. You say that you want to show them
that you are powerful, no? Well, if you help us, well help you. Sharppaw relaxed a bit, but not
all of the way. He had been raised not to trust strangers, so it was instinct to be afraid.
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Wh-who are you? asked Sharppaw.

We are outcasts of the Cats of the Storms, said the black tom, who was obviously the leaders.
So we are rogues, as you Clan cats call it. We are in need of a place to stay, though, because we
have travelled so far. So are you interested in the deal? If you help us find a place to stay, well
help you achieve your power. Sharppaw thought of his options but still didnt trust them yet.
Will you hurt any of my Clan mates or any of the other Clans if I show you a place nearby?
asked Sharppaw. The black tom shook his head before Sharppaw finally relaxed. They waited in
a few moments of silence as the small apprentice studied the rogues.
Follow me, then, said Sharppaw. Just be careful. Theres probably a search party for me, or a
hunting patrol. The cats nodded before letting the tabby apprentice lead the way. Sharppaw
wasnt really sure of where he was going, only that he knew of a place that they could stay.
It didnt take long to find one of the stone entrances. When Sharppaw stopped, the rogues behind
him murmured in confusion. Even more so as he turned to face them, glaring at them slightly.
Though hed gotten used to the whispers at camp, he wasnt used to them being in the forest.
Is this a trick? asked the black tom, who looked really angry. Because we dont like tricks,
and those whove tried have all died moments later. Furious growls, suspicious hisses, and
murmurs of agreement fill the air, but Sharppaw took no notice of them.
Its not a trick, I promise, Sharppaw told him with a smile. Watch. With that, the small
apprentice pushed the large rock out of the way, revealing a large gopher hole that could let any
sized cat go down it. At first the rogues were leery, but after a few moments all of them stared
curiously into the hole.
Sharppaw sighed before walking right in it, leading the cats into the dark tunnels. At first he was
afraid that no one would follow him, but then he heard paw steps behind him. Satisfied with how
much they trusted him, Sharppaw continued leading the rogues until they were in a large cave area
in which had many sheltered exits in case a flood happened.
This is quite the place you have here, said the black tom. Does anyone else know about it?
Sharppaw shook his head, gazing off into a day dream as he looked at that small whole in the
cave wall in which he remembered hiding when he was a kit.
I came by this place when I was much younger, Sharppaw explained. Id just witnessed my
mothers death and was hiding from a fox. No one was able to follow my scent down here
apparently, because I had to climb back up in order for them to find me. The black tom nodded
before turning toward his fellow rogues.
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We shall stay here until further notice, the black tom told them. This young tom shall be
welcomed, understood? There was a mixture of yes sirs, we understands, and okays, but the
black tom didnt seem to care.
So what do you want us to do to help you reach your goal? asked the black tom. Oh, and you
can call me Shadow if you want. Sharppaw nodded before he thought. How exactly did he need
help? Hed never really thought of it before.
Um. . .Im not sure, said Sharppaw. Can I wait until Ive figured it out? Shadow nodded
with a smile on his face, one that Sharppaw found curious.
Of course you can, said Shadow. You helped us find this wonderful home, so I will help you
achieve your goal.
Rainfur thought a bit as he figured out just how Sharpstar had met the rogues. But
he felt as if there was more to the story. At that moment, Rainfur didnt feel that
Sharppaw was aware of their power, only that it would help him achieve greatness.
And even then, Rainfur could see it in Sharppaws eyes that he didnt want to kill
anybody to get there yet.
Have you seen Shadow? asked Sharppaw curiously to a rogue stranger. They were in the cave,
and boy had it changed from when theyd first arrived. Nests were made, a fresh-kill pile was
created, and everyone seemed to have a job. It was just like a miniature Clan living underground.
Hes in his den on the far side of the cave, the tom answered. Feel free to enter. Sharppaw
nodded before padding over to the large den where Shadow sat silently, obviously thinking of many
things at once. At first the tabby tom just waited to see if Shadow would notice him, but
eventually he spoke up.
Um, Shadow? asked Sharppaw, hoping not to disturb the rogue leader. The black tom blinked
a few times before looking up to Sharppaw, smiling as he realised who it was.
Ah, Sharppaw, said Shadow with a warm smile. How nice it is to see you again. A moon,
now, right? Since you led us here? We are settling in quite well. Have you figured out exactly
what you need from us? Sharppaw nodded, smiling widely though there was a hint of nervousness
about him.
My name is Sharpfang now, the tabby tom began. And yes, Ive figured out what Ive
wanted. Shadow nodded, curious as to what the new Warrior wanted to do with his power.
And what might that be? asked Shadow. Sharpfang hesitated slightly before reassuring himself.
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I want to become the ThunderClan deputy, said Sharpfang, making Shadow narrow his eyes in
confusion. The two toms were obviously thinking of two totally different things, for Shadow gave a
grim look while Sharpfang had an eager expression on his face.
Youre asking a lot, Sharpfang, said Shadow. Becoming a deputy will require a lot of killing
and
No, no, no, said Sharpfang, interrupting the rogue leader. Not that way. I want to become my
Clans deputy the right way. I want to be strong enough to be chosen when the time comes.
Cherrytail is weak with green-cough at the moment, and though I havent trained an apprentice
yet, I think if Im strong enough, Ravenstar will choose me. Shadow blinked at him, as if
unaware that that was even an option. After a few moments, Shadow stood up and shrugged.
So you want me to train you? asked Shadow. Sharpfang nodded eagerly, making the rogue
leader smile warmly again, as if Sharpfang was his own son. Well then, we should get started,
no?
Rainfur was now really confused. Sharpstar had seemed so innocent right then. He
wanted to become deputy the right way, not the evil way. Did that mean Sharpstars
ambitions werent a red flag back then? Rainfur wouldnt believe it. How could a
cat as innocent as that ever change into the monster he was used to seeing?
Sharpfang paced into the cave, his amber eyes narrowed with so much anger that most of the
rogues had decided to move their work elsewhere as he vented to himself. His tail lashed powerfully
behind him as he walked back and forth, trying to figure out exactly how his father could be so
cruel.
Ravenstar had chosen Jayflight over his own son. That pathetic weakling over Sharpfang, who
showed everyone his strength just a moon ago by training with Thorntail. Then that idiot of a
leader went and chose Jayflight as his deputy after Cherrytail died. His own father had just
betrayed him. Again.
Sharpfang knew that it was because his father didnt trust him. Sharpfang knew it was because
Ravenstar had a hunch of who was living right underneath their paws. But that didnt change
anything. Ravenstar couldnt prove anything, and so he was worthless. All he could do was keep
his powerful son away from the deputys position.
Sharpfang wondered what it would be like if he ruled ThunderClan. Things would surely be a lot
different. There would be no loners or kittypets or rogues in his Clan. There would be no
whispering behind his back. There would only be his power, and everyone would respect him.
Sharpfang smirked at the idea, wondering why hed never thought of it before.
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So he padded on over to Shadows den, finding the black tom thinking once again. He did this
often, but Sharpfang never noticed, nor did he care. At the moment he just wanted Shadow to
know of his evil yet wonderful plans that he knew he would not regret.
Ive changed my mind on how I want you to repay me, Sharpfang growled. He waited for
Shadow to accept his words, and after a few moments of silence, the rogue leader signalled for him
to continue. I dont want to become the Clan deputy anymore. I want to become the Clan
leader. Shadow raised his eyebrows as Sharpfang said this, but smiled evilly nonetheless. The
black tom stood, his eyes showing his wicked pleasure of killing.
In order to do that you must become the deputy first, said Shadow, seeming to test the young
Warrior. Sharpfang just spat at the ground, obviously angry.
Kill anyone who becomes one before me! Sharpfang hissed. I dont care if its the whole Clan! I
want to become a leader! Shadow nodded, agreeing with Sharpfang it seemed.
And then your father has more than six of his lives left, said Shadow, his tail flicking with the
amusement of Sharpfangs ever changing expressions. What would you like us to do with him?
Killing him is the harder option. . .Ah! Capturing him would do the trick. You could make it
look like he was either kidnapped or taken by Twolegs, and then youd become a leader.
Sharpfang paused. He didnt think of how hed get rid of Ravenstar. The kidnapping didnt
sound too bad, because the idiot of a leader was his father, but an evil voice in his head told him
no. And he agreed. Why wouldnt he? Ravenstar was a horrible father that just kept pushing him
away after so many moons of his mothers death. This would be his chance to get back at him.
I want him dead, Sharpfang answered.
After this, more memories came, but most of them were things he already knew.
Like when he came into the picture a few moons later, and how much Sharpstar
must have loathed him. All of the memories of Sharpstars life up to the point of
their fight continued to play in his mind until there was nothing left.
Rainfur gasped with shock as the memories finally stopped, though they were
permanently etched into his brain now. He sat there in shock, aware of the fact
that his vision had returned as he listened to Jacturs loud lectures within his head.
Rainfur wasnt listening though. With all of the new information hed been given,
he couldnt do anything.
There was movement ahead of him to which he assumed was Sharpstar. Rainfur
tensed, but still couldnt move at all. His body and mind had been too damaged by
the shock hed experienced. Sharpstar just walked up to him, and from what little
Rainfur could see, the tabby leader held the expression of disgust.
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You know now, dont you? asked Sharpstar. You wanted to find out all those
things about me, and now you know. But those memories are precious to me, so I
would like them back. Rainfurs eyes widened as Sharpstar smirked and there was
only one sentence out of Jacturs mouth.
I told you not to give him a single second to think! Hissed Jactur.
Sharpstar locked eyes with him, a smile on his face as his amber eyes lightened up.
Rainfur knew what the tabby tom was going to, so he strengthened the wall within
him as fast as he could. Jactur defended it too, but none of this worked. The
memories within him were being called, and Sharpstar had nearly washed away the
smokey wall when hed given Rainfur his memories. This was all part of the plan.
Jactur had to jump away from the flood of memories that could literally last a life
time. As more and more piled out of him, Rainfur noticed how much they were
embedded in his own memories now, meaning that with every memory of
Sharpstars to leave him went a few memories of his own.
It seemed to take hours for each memory to return to Sharpstar, but the greedy
tom didnt stop there. Instead he took even more memories than of Rainfurs cat
life. His human memories were leaving him now, each one of them shocking
Sharpstar even more that the last.
Jactur was screaming as Rainfur remained still, the shock in his eyes also growing
with every moment he forgot. He couldnt believe anything of what was
happening, nor did he even understand it. Rainfur could tell he was losing
information that he needed, and memories that were dear to him.
When it all stopped, there was nothing. His mind was empty without any
recollection of what had just happened to him or even why he was there. He didnt
even remember his name, let alone the cat right in front of him who just smirked
slightly at the sight of his enemys failure.
Who am I? Rainfur thought to himself, looking around the odd camp-like
place. Where am I? What was my name? Who is the cat in front of me? Why does he look like
he wants to kill me? Why does my head hurt so much? Who are all of these cats and why do they
look so worried? How did I get these wounds? What about the scar? Why am I here? I need to
remember!
What on earth are you doing? asked a familiar yet unrecognizable voice. Kill Sharpstar
before you die! Dont you remember what were doing here?
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Who are you? Rainfur asked. Can you explain to me whats happening? Is that cat called
Sharpstar? And why is he trying to kill me? Did I do something wrong? There was nothing
but silence after Rainfur stopped questioning the strange voice in his head.
I told you not to let him think, said the strange voice, but he didnt do anything after
that. Rainfur looked back into reality as the catSharpstar, as he was toldlooked
to him with shocked eyes. There was confusion in the tabby toms eyes, but
realization as well. Did Sharpstar know what was happening to him?
After a few moments Sharpstar stood, returning to his calm demeanour as Rainfur
shook with fear. The tabby tom walked toward him, a small smirk on his face as he
made his way toward the grey-and-white tom in front of him. Sharpstar seemed to
study Rainfur for a few moments before smirking completely.
Good-bye, was the only word out of Sharpstars mouth before he unsheathed
his claws and gave a near-fatal scratch to his neck. And as Rainfur felt the blood
seep through the wound and onto the cold dirt floor, he tried to figure out just
what was happening.
But what was the point? He was dead.

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Epilogue
Sharpstar looked at the motionless body on the ground in front of him. The cats
around him stood in a shocked silence as he tried to register what hed just saw.
Rainfur was now a much more interesting cat than hed first thought, but even so,
Sharpstar knew the idiot would die soon.
Being Stormpaws brother was odd itself, but being previously a Twoleg was the
most shocking. Sharpstar couldnt understand most of went on in those memories
because he couldnt understand their language, but he knew from the body signals
what really mattered. Like the fact that it had been Rainfurs brother that had
started everything. The depression, death, Jactur. Everything.
Sharpstar had to feel every emotion Rainfur did when the memories came, but
even so, he didnt care. He knew what it felt like to lose a sibling, let alone two. He
knew what it felt like to be whispered about, even if it had not been because he
had a scar. He knew what it felt like to be depressed, even if Rainfur went deeper.
Sharpstar could relate.
That was why the tabby leader hadnt killed Rainfur, though with the wound he
gave the grey and white tom, Sharpstar doubted he would live much longer. He
didnt regret that, though. If Rainfur died, it would be just as satisfying to him,
because the former ShadowClan deputy was the only thing standing in his way to
becoming the Leader of the Forest.
Is he dead? asked Tigerpelt from a few feet away. The other Clan cats knew
better than to interrupt Sharpstars fight, for the fight between him and Rainfur
was to be his only, and so hed told everyone before the attack that he was going to
be the one to kill the demon.
Not yet, Sharpstar told his deputy. But I dont want anyone to know that.
Gather up Talonclaw and a few others you can trust. You know where I want you
to take him. Do it quickly, though, because he might wake up soon. Tigerpelt
nodded before he gathered up his Warriors. Sharpstar turned to face his Clan,
noticing the fear in their eyes as he did.
Flamepelt! Sharpstar yelled, his eyes narrowed as he tried to sort out what he
wanted to have happen. Send word out the other Clans that their leader is dead!
Also tell them that they must meet for a Gathering on the island. Every cat will
goincluding the kits, elders, and queens. ThunderClan will also go, and if any of
you take one step toward Rainfur, I will personally kill you myself. The
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ThunderClan cats backed away a few steps, their head low as they looked at
Rainfurs motionless body.
Amberstorm, Duskfeather, and Ivyclaw, Sharpstar called. The three cats walked
over, obviously shaken by the death that had just happened before them. You will
escort me to the island and will not leave me until I say otherwise, understood?
The three cats nodded before they walked with Sharpstar out of ThunderClans
camp.
Sharpstar smiled slightly as he walked through the familiar forest. He had finally
shown these cats who was really the ruler of the forest, and now he would enforce
it by completely taking over. The forest was his now. All if it. Ashkit would have
been proud of Sharpstar, and he knew it, but there was a small feeling of
disappointment, for he never heard his sister cheering him on in the background as
he took Rainfurs memories. Not even one single yell.
*
Sharpstar sat near the large tree in which the gatherings were previously held. Of
course, this tree would not be very important anymore. Not when he was through
with telling the Clans of his plans of the future. They wouldnt like it and he knew
that, but they had no choice but to respect him.
Sharpstar watched as ShadowClan, the last Clan to arrive, walked in with shocked
expressions on their faces. Sharpstar noticed Stormpaw, who was near the back,
looked very tired but also the most upset. He guessed losing his brother twice
wasnt exactly a pleasant experience. Sharpstar didnt blame the apprentice, but he
hoped that the mouse-brain would get over the loss soon.
As the Clans settled in, Sharpstar remembered the day he exiled Rainfur. After that
he remembered exactly what happened to the demon when Rainfur had started
traveling toward his hometown. Sharpstar shivered as he thought of having to be
trained by that monster.
After a few moments, Flamepelts ginger fur caught Sharpstars attention as the
young ThunderClan tom walked over to him, a look of grief on his face. Sharpstar
knew that Flamepelt still loved the Clans the way they were, and was probably
shocked that so many good cats died, but he also knew that the ginger Warrior
would always be true to him, for he would do anything to save his sister.
Who is dead? asked Sharpstar, standing as Flamepelt started to answer.
Bravestar killed Rosestar unfortunately, though from what youve said about her
that is a good thing, Flamepelt reported, his voice shaking as he talked.
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Wolfheart killed Bravestar moments later, though he reported that the RiverClan
leader was chanting something beforehand. Bravestar ended up controlling
Mudpaw, a ShadowClan apprentice, to attempt to kill Wolfheart, but failed after
the apprentice gained control of himself. Wolfheart is alive. . .and so are the kits.
Sharpstars eyes widened. The kits were supposed to be dead.
Are they here? Sharpstar asked. Flamepelt nodded, flicking his orange tail toward
a large group of WindClan cats who were both carrying two small kits in their jaws
as well helping Robinwing stand. Sharpstar growled lowly in frustration, but
figured hed kill them later if he had to.
What about Nightstar? asked Sharpstar, making Flamepelt flinch. The ginger
Warrior sighed to calm himself down before answering the question.
Hes dead as well, Flamepelt whispered, his voice barely audible. He was killed
by Tigerpelt just before you took down Rainfur. The Clans belong to you now,
Sharpstar. The tabby leader smirked, forgetting about the kits after hearing that.
Finally he had everything to himself.
Gather with Wolfheart, Snakeheart, and Blackpelt, Sharpstar ordered, flicking his
tail toward the three cats sitting by where the deputies usually sat. I will call the
gathering to order in just a few moments. He waited for Flamepelt to walk away
before Sharpstar climbed up the large tree, the feeling of victory making him
stronger.
After finding a high enough branch, Sharpstar pulled himself onto it and looked
down at his Clans. He smiled as he looked at the large group of cats that he now
controlled, knowing full well he would be their king until his lives were lost.
Sharpstar wasnt scared of dying quickly though, for he knew he would be heavily
guarded when the time came.
Sharpstar gave a large yowl, calling all of the cats to gather below the tree. No one
really needed to be called to attention, for they were already waiting for the news
they didnt want to hear. Sharpstar still wanted to do this formally, for he would be
doing it for many more years afterward.
ThunderClan, ShadowClan, RiverClan, and WindClan. By my fierce claws, your
leader, Rainfur, has fallen. But that is not all, Sharpstar said as the cats below him
yowled in protest. The Clan leaders Rosestar, Nightstar, and Bravestar have died
in the war that you have witnessed, and will not be returning. This allows me to set
my wonderful plans into motion because you see, the other leaders would not have
let me show them what I wish to do with the Clans. The cats below him
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continued to stay quiet, though there were whispers of disbelief that all of the
leaders fell within that day.
First of all, let me appoint the new leaders to your Clans, said Sharpstar, making
a few Warriors curious. Snakeheart, you will be the new leader of ShadowClan. I
hope that you lead your Clan into a better future, something your brother failed to
do. Snakeheartwell, Snakestar nownodded, an approving look in his eyes as
Sharpstar looked to Blackpelt.
Blackpelt, you will be the new leader of WindClan, said Sharpstar. I pray to
StarClan that you lead like Rosestar, making your Clan flawless and perfect, just
like she would have wanted. Blackstar nodded, her eyes showing her happiness.
None of them knew what was coming though. They just thought they would be
leading their Clans normally.
Wolfheart, you will be the new leader of RiverClan, Sharpstar announced. May
you find respect in those who hated you before, for your leadership is one of the
greatest in these Clans. Wolfstar nodded with a serious yet proud look on his face.
Sharpstar hid his smirk as he thought of what his Clan would be doing.
Flamepelt, you will be the new leader of ThunderClan, Sharpstar told the Clans
finally, leaving Tigerpelt to yowl with fury. Sharpstar glared at his friend to be quiet
before he looked back to the newly named Firestar. I hope that you will lead this
Clan just as good as I did. Flamestar nodded slightly, but Sharpstar didnt mind.
The poor tom was still in shock from the earlier events, and now he had to deal
with this.
Our new leaders will travel to the moonpool together, but first I shall explain a
few things, said Sharpstar, making a few cats murmur with confusion. You see,
things are going to change around here. The Clans will no longer have queens,
elders, Warriors, and apprentices. They will only have one of those positions.
WindClan will continue to be where the queens stay. Whether they are expecting
or nursing, the queens will reside within WindClan until the kits are six moons old.
After this, the queens will return to which ever Clan they belong to. I would not
consider this Clan a worthless Clan, for many of you will notice that it is here
where our upcoming generation is made. WindClan murmured to themselves, but
it seemed that most of them were already used to the idea of being the queen Clan.
When the kits become six moons old, they will go to ShadowClan, where they will
be trained. Mentors will be assigned and so they shall train in all four abilities:
hunting, fighting, mentoring, and guarding. After three moons, their mentors will
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be able to decide which ability that apprentice is good at. After this, that apprentice
will train on that one ability for the rest of its apprenticeship.
When a medicine cat is in need of an apprentice, they will either be given a sign
from StarClan, or will choose one themselves after traveling to WindClan. This kit
will not be trained in ShadowClan. It will be trained in the Clan in which the elder
medicine cat comes from.
Furthermore, ShadowClan is an important Clan, for it gives us a new generation
of trained Warriors. ShadowClan seemed amazed that this was happening. But
they were also confused, as if there had been too much going on for them to be
able to understand what their Clan was going to be for the rest of its existence.
When an apprentice becomes a Warrior, it will go to either ThunderClan,
RiverClan, or this island, depending on which ability it was the best at, Sharpstar
continued. You see, ThunderClan will continue to control the fighting Warriors
of the forest. So if there is ever a need for a battle patrol to fight some rogues or
loners, we send a patrol from ThunderClan. An important aspect of this forest is
protection, and they will give it. Most of the ThunderClan cats cheered at this,
because they were thought to be the most important Clan even when it was only a
ThunderClan WindClan allegiance.
RiverClan is where cats skilled at hunting reside, Sharpstar explained. Though
you may not think that this Clan does much, it does. You will count on this Clan
for food and sometimes water in green-leaf, for no one is allowed to hunt but
them. RiverClan cats will probably be the most commonly seen cats throughout
the Clans. RiverClan didnt like the idea, but they didnt hate it either. They just
seemed to hope that the new future of their Clan would be enough.
This island will no longer just be a gathering place, said Sharpstar, creating
surprised murmurs from below. I will live here, guarded by the Warriors who
were trained to do so. I will be named Sharpmoon after the shining moon that
stands before the stars at night. I am the new king of this forest as your leaders are
my deputies. We will continue to have gatherings here, but this will continue to be
were me and my family live.
There were many yowls of protest, and though many stood up to challenge him,
the new leaders of the Clans stood up and hissed at their Warriors to be quiet.
Sharpmoon smirked slightly at how controlled the forest was now, and how great
it was to be king. Finally, after so many moons.
Quiet! Sharpmoon yowled, making the island fall into silence. Today we will be
moving around the Clans. I want all of the apprentices to move to ShadowClan
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immediately, and all of the Warriors to stay here for testing. Queens and their kits
may move to WindClan. The Clan leaders must choose their deputies now. The
elders may also go to WindClan, for the kits need entertainment, no?
Sharpmoon stayed on his branch as the Clans moved around together.
ShadowClan was first to leave after Snakestar chose his deputy. WindClan was
second after Blackstar took Mudpaw, who was now a medicine cat apprentice, and
the other queens, making sure to leave Robinwing as she did.
On remembrance of his enemys family, Sharpmoon jumped down from the tree
and walked over to the silver she-cat who was watching her kits suckle at her belly.
Sharpmoon wrinkled his nose in disgust as he noticed the small she-kit who looked
too much like her father.
Well I see you survived, Sharpmoon muttered as he looked down to Robinwing.
The silver she-cat looked up to him with narrowed eyes, anger flashing like a
flickering flame in her eyes. Sharpmoon ignored this and continued. You
shouldnt have gotten attached, for I shall kill them now. Robinwing stood up and
protected her kits as her lips drew back into a snarl.
You wont hurt them as long as Im alive! Robinwing hissed, attracting some
attention from the other Clans. They are the only thing I have left of Rainfur!
Sharpmoons tail lashed at the sound of that monsters name. His amber eyes
seemed to burn into Robinwings pelt as she slowly let fear creep into her eyes.
That name is not ever to be mentioned! Sharpmoon hissed. And those kits are
to die by my claws whether you like it or not! I will not let those demons live in my
Clans! Sharpmoon quickly snatched the kits away from Robinwing, who was now
being restrained by a random Warrior. He set them on the ground before him and
raised his paws as he unsheathed his claws. But just as he was about to strike,
Wolfstar interrupted him.
Stop! said Wolfstar, running over to them. Sharpmoon sheathed his claws as he
saw the massive leader. He narrowed his eyes with confusion and anger as Wolfstar
stopped before him.
You order me, Sharpmoon, king of this forest, to stop an execution Ive planned
for three moons? asked Sharpmoon, his eyes narrowed. How dare you!
Wolfstar sighed, calming himself down as Sharpmoon awaited his answer.
Why kill them when you can make them into fighters? asked Wolfstar, making
Sharpmoon sigh with irritation.
Wolfstar, I will not
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Sharpmoon, these kits are the offspring of Rainfur, meaning they will be excellent
fighters if not really powerful just like he was. said Wolfstar, making Sharpmoon
ponder. If they have similar powers to Rainfuras in having an insane half
then you can kill them. But why waste two perfectly healthy kits? Sharpmoon
narrowed his eyes into a scowl as he thought.
While looking at the two kits, Sharpmoon thought of what he could do with the
kits. If they became fighters, they would be taught how cruel their father was, even
if he was not. If they became guards, they would also come to hate their father, but
not as much. If they became hunters, they would be very quick and agile. If they
became mentors for the ShadowClan apprentices, then the next generation of cats
would be very strong.
But even so, Sharpmoon wanted to get revenge. He wanted to show this forest
how cruel he could be if they stepped out of line. Sharpmoon wanted them to fear
his name, so that they would never try to start a war again. Something in his mind
told him otherwise, and he couldnt understand why. He was believing the voice
though, the voice that told him to keep the kits alive.
Deal with them later! For now, just focus on being the most powerful cat in the forest!
It was Ashkit.
Sharpmoon hid his shock and happiness as he heard his sisters voice, but he didnt
hide the fact that he was deciding. The kits were going to live, but their future
would be undetermined, for Sharpmoon would want his revenge sooner or later.
I will let them live, said Sharpmoon at last. But that kit shall be named
Demonkit with no exceptions. Name the other one whatever youd like. The great
leader left, glaring at the smaller version of Rainfur with anger. Now everyone will
remember exactly who killed her father.
*
Mudpaw waited for Sharpmoon to leave before padding up to Robinwing. Hed
actually asked Ravenstar himself if he could go back and help Robinwing, and
though at first the dark leader had disagreed, eventually she let him go. Mudpaw
was glad, too, for he wouldnt have gotten to witness Sharpmoon giving Demonkit
a name.
Mudpaw thought it was a horrible name, but in reality, he could understand why
Sharpmoon chose it. That was the name that Rainfur was given, same with Jactur.
Sharpmoon was showing the other cats what will happen if they ever do something
like Rainfur did.
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Mudpaw quickly looked over Robinwing after running up to her. There were no
wounds, and she still seemed perfectly healthy aside from the fact she was
exhausted. Even though Mudpaw hadnt really trained as a medicine cat, he had a
feeling that he would learn quickly, because hed already learned how to tell if a cat
was exhausted and how serious their wounds were. He figured that StarClan had
something to do with it.
Im fine, Mudpaw, Robinwing murmured, smiling at her kits even though they
had been nearly killed. We all are. The silver she-cat looked up to him, but he
didnt pay attention. Mudpaw was too busy looking at the kits, checking for any
injuries that might have come to be because of the intense labour that the family
went through. Thank you, Mudpaw, for saving my kits. Mudpaw looked up to
the young queen as she whispered that.
I just wish Rainfur would have been here to see them, said Mudpaw, making
Robinwing look to the ground. She was obviously really depressed of what
happened to her mate. Everyone was. But Robinwing had saved his life many
times, and she probably thought that it was her fault that he died. So what are you
going to name the tom? Obviously the she-cat is Demonkit now, but you can still
name him.
Robinwing smiled as she looked over to her pale grey son who squealed slightly as
Demonkit got too close to him. They were both very large and healthy kits, and
Mudpaw was sure that they would become strong and independent no matter
where they lived.
Bravekit, said Robinwing at last, continuing to smile at her kits. After Bravestar,
for he saved my life more than once. I shall thank him by naming my kit after
him. Bravekit squealed just as his mother said that, and so Mudpaw laughed a bit.
It seems as if he likes that name, said Mudpaw with a large grin on his face. He
let Robinwing look at her kits a little while longer before remembering exactly
where they were. Should we head back to WindClan? We arent very sheltered
here with all of the Warriors being tested. Robinwing looked up to him before
nodding.
Just as she stood up, though, Mudpaws vision changed. It felt as if he were being
lifted into the air as the island around him disappeared into a bright light that
surrounded him too quickly. After landing on the ground, he found that he wasnt
on the island anymore. He wasnt even in the forest.
Mudpaw looked around before discovering that he was in a large jungle that
seemed occupied. There were many voices around him, and though some where
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distant others were very clear. He could only hear a few though, and as he tried to
make sense of them, he found it nearly impossible.
Dad! Im a prince, cant I at least come to a gathering?
Father, why must we fight these cats?
Father, why cant we live in peace?
Father, I shall leave you tonight. I cannot live like this.
Mudpaw only got a few more sentences before everything stopped. It was quiet as
the scenery changed once again to the sky? Mudpaw couldnt believe his eyes
when he saw that he was actually in the sky, standing in mid-air as he franticly
looked around for an explanation.
Then suddenly Mudpaw scented smoke, and so he looked around, finding it riding
the air above the trees just a few tail-lengths ahead of him. Below it a large fire
flickered as it ate up the green trees and bushes. That was when he understood it.
That was when he knew.
Smoke is only a warning for the fire ahead, Mudpaw thought, closing his eyes as he
calmed himself. That means that this is only the beginning. . .
Mudpaw? Mudpaw! Robinwing screamed with a worried look in her eyes. After
blinking several times, Mudpaw stood up straight and turned toward the silver
queen, who now looked very confused and curious as to what had happened.
Mudpaw just gave a weak smile.
Medicine cat stuff, he answered. Now shall we continue?
*
Stormpaw sat down by the fresh-kill pile, cutting out anything that he didnt want
to hear, see, or feel. So any sound coming from the ShadowClan camp was sent
away. Any sights that should have interested him were shut out by his eye-lids. And
the feeling of touch didnt reach him. He was alone, just like he wanted to be.
Stormpaw was silently crying as he sat there, unable to show his emotions because
of everything he was blocking out. He was too shocked, surprised, and depressed
to do anything but sit there, for losing his brother again had broken him entirely.
Stormpaw wasnt even sure if he could be repaired.
Being mentally and physically fatigued didnt help matters. Not only had he pushed
his body to the limit by fighting the toms older and bigger than he was, Matar had
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used his mind as a battlefield for him and Rainfur to fight, leaving Stormpaw
exhausted, not to mention wounded.
Stormpaw choked back a few tears as he thought of Rainfur. His brother, dead.
His family, gone. His power, defeated. His reason to live? Gone. Stormpaw didnt
know what to do anymore, because even though hed heard stories from Matar
already about how Rainfur had become a cat in the first place, he just couldnt live.
Rainfur wouldnt have wanted you to kill yourself again, came Matars voice. Stormpaw
flinched at this, releasing any barrier hed made for himself out of fright. He was
still not used to Matars ever changing thoughts popping into his own head. It was
like someone was always watching you. You were never alone.
Well what am I supposed to do? Stormpaw asked, his words showing his irritation and
depression. He hated the fact that he could be the prophecy cat. Matar had told
him several times that because he was a candidate, he had to stay alive, no matter
what happened around him.
Rainfur attempted to save the world when he became a cat, said Matar. So what about
you? Stormpaw hissed in frustration. Why did Matar have to be so fatherly? It was
just so annoying!
Yeah, and look how well that turned out, Stormpaw muttered. Cant I just die and get this
over with? I hate being like this! Cant I just be normal and forget? Cant I just move on? Matar
sighed, and though Stormpaw couldnt see him, he figured that the tom was
annoyed with him too.
Even if Rainfur was alive, he wouldnt remember you, said Matar, making Stormpaw
narrow his emerald eyes in confusion. He didnt know Sharpmoon could do that
let alone if it was even possible. Rainfur must have left that part of the
conversation out for some reason.
What? asked Stormpaw, still unable to believe it.
It was Sharpmoons doing, said Matar. He took all of your brothers memories right after
showing Rainfur everything. And then he killed him. Stormpaw clawed at the ground, his
teeth clenched together in anger as he imagined the tabby leader dying a very slow
and painful death.
I want to claw the fur off of that stupid cats butt! Stormpaw hissed. I want to kill him over
and over, and then send him to the Dark Forest. I want to
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Stormpaw, stop, Matar hissed. I get the point. You want revenge. But you want to die, so how
can you get it? Stormpaw blinked. He saw what Matar was saying, but he didnt know
if he wanted to accept it. But eventually, he did.
Fine, Ill just have to
Stormpaws head suddenly felt as if it were being ripped into two. He had to bite
his tongue to keep himself from screaming, even more as Matar started yowling in
agony. This lasted for many more moments before everything relaxed, sending the
both of them into silence.
After a few moments, Stormpaw asked, What happened?
. . .That would be. . .uh. . .Jactur. Matar answered, sounding concerned. Hes obviously
angry at Rainfur, but also a bit sad. He probably had to witness Rainfur forgetting everything,
including himself, since your brother didnt even remember any of his human
memories. Stormpaws eyes widened, suddenly understanding what this meant.
You mean that idiots alive? asked Stormpaw, his heart racing as the pieces suddenly fit
together.
Yes, but without Rainfur, he shouldnt even be connected with us, Matar murmured. He
should just be a lingering spirit, awaiting someone insane enough to attach himself to. But what we
just witnessed was his anger at Rainfur, and this means that
My brother is still alive, Stormpaw finished after interrupting Matar.
*
Rainfur opened his eyes slightly as the pain of the wound returned to him. He
groaned as he sat up, his body weak after losing so much blood. But still got up, no
longer feeling the touch of the three cats who had drug him to this unfamiliar
place.
Rainfur winced as the wound on his neck and the screeching head-ache in his mind
both doubled in pain at the same time. He knew that there was still someone in his
head, like the voice hed heard earlier, but he still couldnt remember who it was.
After a few moments of letting the pain die out a bit, Rainfur looked around,
finding that he was in a rocky area that suddenly dropped off a few tail-lengths
ahead of him. For some reasonmaybe it was just his instinctshe knew that
there was an ocean crashing into the mountain side a few feet below the drop off,
making him back away almost.
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Rainfur caught a territorial scent a few moments later, making his senses go alert.
Other cats lived here, and by instinct he knew that he was not in the safest place
right then. But as he tried to stand, he just fell, unable to find the strength to step
forward.
He tried several more times before giving up. Rainfur hoped that he could heal
himself, because he knew that if he didnt, he would probably die, not once
understanding what was going on within him or around him. He didnt want to die.
Not only because common sense told him otherwise, but because there was the
feeling of being needed as well.
Suddenly there was a rustling in one of the few bushes around him. Rainfur
flinched, turning his attention toward the bush in which hed heard the movement
from. His ears automatically searched for any more movements to see if he was
surrounded, but found he was not, allowing him to relax slightly.
After a few moments, five large cats walked out from the bush, their eyes
narrowed onto him. There was a black tom with green eyes, a brown tom with
amber eyes, a grey she-cat with yellow eyes, a cream coloured she-cat with dark
blue eyes, and a slender golden she-cat with icy blue eyes who looked to be both
the strongest, and the leader of the group.
Who are you? asked the golden she-cat in a melodic yet demanding voice.
Rainfur flinched, realizing how out-numbered he was.
I-I dont remember! Rainfur answered, the fear in his eyes making the golden
she-cat harden her stare. She obviously didnt like weakness, seeing as she had so
few. For some reason, Rainfur was drawn to her, and though he didnt know why,
he hoped it wasnt because of how pretty she was.
He must be lying, Huntress, growled the black tom with green eyes. No cat
cant remember who he is. He must be faking it. Lets kill him before he becomes a
threat to us. Huntress, the golden she-cat, flicked her tail, signalling for the tom to
be quiet. Almost immediately, he shut his mouth, as if afraid of her.
I didnt ask for your opinion, Midnight, Huntress told him, though she didnt
take her eyes off of Rainfur. But I am curious, cat, how you dont remember.
Would you mind telling me? Rainfur was shaking now, afraid that these cats
would kill him.
I dont remember that either, Rainfur murmured, lowering his body to the
ground as he looked up to Huntress. I-I just remember waking up just before this
cat tried to kill me. Then I remember being drug over here, and then meeting you.
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Im clueless otherwise. Huntress looked curious now, as if his story had sparked
her interest.
Huntress, dont fall for his trick, said the grey she-cat with yellow eyes. Hes just
trying to lure you into his trap. Kill him. Huntress gave a low growl, still not
taking her eyes off of Rainfur as he stood their shaking.
Ash, I dont remember asking you for advice, Huntress hissed, frustration
showing in her voice. Besides, I can see that he doesnt remember it. You know
how I am with reading cats. The cream coloured cat sighed with annoyance, her
dark blue eyes showing her boredom.
We are supposed to be looking for that Volan, the cream coloured cat muttered.
Cant we just let him die? Hes a waste of our time at the moment.
Stop treating me like a kit! Huntress hissed, making the other cats flinch. You
always have, Sand, and I have always hated that part of you. Sand lowered her
head, as if aware that she was going to get a punishment after the conversation was
over.
Such power I see within you. . . Huntress murmured, circling Rainfur now.
Father would adore it. He would crave it. Maybe if youre strong enough, hell
make you his second in command. The brown tom stood up next, looking
cautious as he took a step toward their leader.
You arent thinking of bring him with us, are you? asked the brown tom. Your
father will be furious! This cat will only be a burden with those wounds of his, and
how long will it be until he can work? Huntress sighed, finally looking over to the
cats behind her.
If this tom was strong enough to stay alive through that wound, he shows proof
of great power, Huntress told them, her eyes narrowed. Even if my father wont
accept him as a sighter, fighter, or hunter, maybe hell accept him as a servant.
Besides, what harm could one so wounded do to us? The cats still looked
cautious, making Huntress even angrier.
How do you know this cat isnt faking the wound? asked brown tom.
I dont think Ive ever seen a group of cats this judgmental. said the strange voice. Rainfur
hadnt heard it since the tabby tom had wounded him, so now he was excited the
voice was back.
Who are you? Rainfur asked, eagerly awaiting an answer.
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Im. . .uh. . .just a voice inside your head, the voice answered. You can call me Jactur though.
Ill explain everything later. Rainfur accepted that answer and turned his attention back
to the conversation in front of him. Just as he did, Huntress stood straighter with a
proud look in her eye before turning toward him.
We shall take you to our home where my father will decide what to do with you,
said Huntress, looking very pleased that he was going to live. Until then, you
might as well know our names. Im The Lone Huntress, though they refer to me as
Huntress. The black tom over there is the Blizzard of Midnight, though we just call
him Midnight. The brown tom is The Last Fire, and we call him Fire. The cream
she-cat is The Sand of the Oceans Tide, and we call her Sand. The grey she-cat is
The Sparks Ash, and we call her Ash. Rainfur nodded, taking note of their
names.
Oh, and welcome to the Cats of the Storms. Huntress finished.