Burnt out Flame
Chapter 1- Death of Firestar
Brambleclaw showed a toothy grin as he stared down at Firestar. He knew we was becoming leader soon. "Do it!" hissed Hawkfrost impatiently. The burly tom took a deep breath, then tighten the fox trap. He laughed as he watched the old leader's life spewing out of him. But he couldn't suppress the feeling of guilt as he watched his old mentor die.
Hawkfrost nudged his brother. "Lets just say he got stuck in the trap," he said to his half-brother before bounding off through ShadowClan territory. Brambleclaw waddled over to the lake's shore and washed his paw. He practiced his sad, alarmed face in his reflection before leaving to tell the Clan the news. After all, how else would he convince them that Firestar's death was a coincidence?
Brambleclaw took off, his dark tabby paws a blur to his amber eyes. Soon he arrived at camp. "Firestar is stuck in a fox trap!" he wailed with pretend shock. Murmurs rose around camp. Leafpool and Squirrelflight stared at him in alarm while Brakenfur, Ashfur and Ferncloud shot uneasy glances, filled with fear and worry for their leader. Brambleclaw fought hard to suppress the menacing grin that threatened to play on his face.
"Where is he?" demanded Squirrelflight. "We have to save him!" She sprung to her paws. Brambleclaw tail pointed towards the forest. "Leafpool, Squirrelflight, follow me!" He sprinted towards the lake.
Soon Firestar's body was in sight. Brambleclaw face portrayed sadness and shock, though inside he wanted to squeal in glee like a kit on their apprentice ceremony. Leafpool's and Squirrelflight's, however, were genuine. He felt a rush of pity for Squirrelflight; Firestar had been her and Leafpool's father.
"Dont worry, Squirrelflight. We'll pull through this. Together," he purred to her. Squirrelflight was staring numbly at the ocean waves. "We'll pull through this."
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Brambleclaw ran through the Forest. He was not accompanied by Leafpool, which he was grateful for. Soon he was at the Moonpool. He lapped up the pool of water and drifted into sleep. He awoke in a misty landscape. Eyes locked on him from every direction.
"Greetings," boomed Tigerstar. "It is time for your nine lives. I shall give you the life of ambition. You used it to get to where you are today, and you must use it again if you want to rule the forest." He touched his nose to his, and pain ripped through him. Then it abruptly stopped as Tigerstar ripped away.
Next was Bluestar. "I give you the life of judgement of character. I wish Firestar had better judgement when chosing you to succeed him," she spat.
Then there was Swiftpaw, who gave him the life of sacrificing for others. Then Feathertail, love, Brindleface, the fierceness of a mother, Thistleclaw, fighting spirit, Spottedleaf, compassion, Frostfur, joy, and Firestar, who gave him loyalty, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Bramblestar! Bramblestar!"
Bramblestar's eyes snapped open. He was in the dark forest. He hauled himself to his paws and scampered towards the clearing where he usually met his brother and father. Soon he saw Tigerstar's rock looming out of the trees. "Greetings, father!"
"Welcome, Bramblestar!" the large, battle-scarred tom purred to his son. Hawkfrost nodded to acknowledge him, ice blue eyes gleaming. Bramblestar sat down besides him. "Now that you are leader, you must help your brother become one too," growled Tigerstar pridefully.
"Of course!" mewed the dark tabby leader. Hawkfrost nodded. "I already have a plan. I don't need your help with ridding Mistyfoot, but since Leopardstar has multiple lives..." he trailed off. Bramblestar nodded, knowing what he meant.
"Good. Now wake up, your Clans need you," rumbled Tigerstar. Bramblestar crouched down and closed his eyes. He opened them besides the Moonpool. Tonight he would kill Leopardstar with Hawkfrost. He stood up and raced back towards the camp.
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Bramblestar climbed the stone passage to the Highledge. He had decided on his deputy. It would be Ashfur. He helped him kill Firestar, and he knew he was loyal to his and Hawkfrost's cause. He would not object to taking over WindClan, and uniting the Clans, and would enforce the new laws he and Hawkfrost created.
Bramblestar yowled from the top of the Highledge. "Ashfur shall be the new deputy!" Squirrelflight looked at him in surprise, along with a few other cats. Ashfur snarled. "What, you don't think I should be deputy?!"
Bramblestar left his Clan to argue among themselves. "Ashfur and I will visit the other Clans to inform them of ThunderClan's new management," he announced before leaping off the highledge. Leafpool darted in front of him. "I'm the medicine cat. Shouldn't I come with you?" Bramblestar shook his head. He didn't want Leafpool to see him and Ashfur kill Leopardstar for Hawkfrost.
Leafpool sighed and shook her light tabby head. "Very well, leader," she replied curtly before scampering away. Squirrelflight appeared besides Bramblestar. "Stay safe," she murmured. "I will," he replied. Squirrelflight seemed to hesitate, then said,"I'm having your kits," while glancing at her sister.
Bramblestar stared at Squirrelflight with surprise and joy. My kits?! He twined his tail with the young dark ginger she-cat. Then he cuffed Ashur's ear with his tail to grab his attention and raced through the thorn entrance, the flecked tom close behind.
SO, what do you think about the first chapter of Burnt out Flame? Did I write what you think would've happened if Bramblestar was evil? Do you think she's talking about Leafpool's kits or her own? Remember, this is a totally different timeline, so anything can happen.
If you've noticed, I'm writing a bit longer chapters now! Yay! I'll try to finish this, unlike my first warrior fanfic, which I deleted... and Twisted Fates, which I discontinued...
Welp, anyways, see you next time on Burnt out Flame!