Spottedpaw's Death
Prologue
Spottedpaw's eyes closed and his body went numb. The screeches around him began to mute and the horrible pain that was in his back stuck him like lightning. Then he felt his body fall as the warrior that hurt Spottedpaw dropped him.
The warrior bent down and snarled in his ear. "Maybe this will teach your clan a lesson and maybe you too." Spottedpaw's own blood dripped onto his ear from where the warrior had bit him. "You shouldn't pick fights you can't win, you stupid apprentice. Didn't you learn anything? No. I suppose not since you're a HollowClan flea-brain!"
Rage flared up in Spottedpaw. And he opened his eyes, but his vision was blurred by blood, his blood. He will not be taunted like this! He will not go down like this! He will not let his clan down! With the last scrap of strength he had, Spottedpaw lashed out at where he though the warrior's neck was. His paws fell. And there was a thud beside him. The warrior had fallen down.
A paw prodded his side. He fell over on his back, but he couldn't see anything. Now a different cat was shaking him violently, although not in a harmful way. Past all of the blood that was splattered around him he could smell something familiar, I think… it's my mentor…
"D-don't t-try a-a-and save m-me." Spottedpaw stuttered, no thanks to the blood coming out of his mouth. "I-I'm too f-far gone n-now. I-I'm going t-to g-go join S-StarClan now." He felt his mentor's wet nose touch his head, and he felt tears welling up in his eyes. "I don't wanna die!" he choked. "I was going to be the best warrior ever!" now he couldn't stop crying. Spottedpaw was never going to fulfill his dream. He was never going to be a warrior, and now he would never have a chance to be one. Why did this warrior have to make me die? Why can't I have lived a while longer? He was so choked up in tears that he barely had time to breathe.
"Spottedpaw," his mentor's calm voice spoke. "You are the greatest warrior that I've ever known, and you always will be." She licked the tears off of his face, and he struggled to calm himself down, but he couldn't. How can I calm down? I'm going to die! He could feel his life slipping away. "Don't cry my dear. You will be honored in StarClan and I will come to see you soon enough." Now he could feel her tears dripping down onto his blood-matted pelt. He could hear her crying as much as he was. "Spottedpaw," she cried. "I could have had no better apprentice than you! Please understand that, please! I love you Spottedpaw! As if you were my own son!" she dropped down and nuzzled into his fur muffling her sobs. "I will be with you forever." He felt her weight lift off of him. NO! He thought! I won't leave my mentor. He frantically tried to take in his breath one last time.
"I l-love you too Foxber…" he took in another rapid breath. "Foxberry!" Then he felt the pain in his back ebb away, and what was blurred before turned into darkness. That's it he thought sadly. I'm dead.