This is my first one shot! :p
Rowanstorm POV
I lie down in the bushes, fear building up as the brown tabby clawed the other cat again and again.
Red rain splattered over the ground, staining the water with blood.
With a shriek, the she cat pleaded the tom to stop.
Creeping forward, I could see who it was, Sparrowheart, the medicine cat of Thunderclan.
Long ago, when Sparrowheart was Sparrowpaw, Oceanshell had brought her many times to the Moonpool.
Probably at least ten times. On the day of their 12th visit, Sparrowpaw had been named Sparrowheart and destined to be the full medicine cat of Thunderclan.
But one day, she was brought in by a Windclan border patrol.
They claimed that three kits were born but ran away when they came.
Terrified of her secret, Sparrowheart leaped up, and ran out of the camp, never her or her kits ever seen again but right after she left; a flock of sparrow flew overhead, in the formation of a heart.
Sparrowheart.
The story was passed down many times by the elders to the kits and so on.
Now, her existence was going to fade forever.
Only I knew the truth behind the secret, as the only holder of the story left.
And here I watched, as the tabby pulled her life away.
Sparrowheart POV
I shrieked in pain as Master tore down on my belly, ripping the flesh to shreds.
"One more chance, please Master, one more!" I screamed.
"You have already had one more, and since I am done with you, have no use." He replied smoothly as he slowly pounced on my neck and bit down.
Rowanstorm POV
The tom lashed the final blow and I stepped forward. Crack!
A twig broke under my foot and I froze as the tom smiled evily in my direction. He padded toward me, savoring my terror.
I turned and ran as he stepped through the ferns- my hiding place- and chased after me. Suddenly, I found myself cornered to a tree.
"Lightfoot! Blackstripe! Help me," I yowled, pressed against the tree. The brown tom sneered and launched toward me, claws extended.
Suddenly, three cats streaked in front of me and crashed into the brown tom, sending him flying onto a jagged rock. I gasped.
They were the three kits from Sparrowheart's story!
Tom POV-
I woke up in a dense forest, the ground freshly wet from with rain.
Snarling at the dirty water, I made my way deeper into the forest, gradually growing thirsty.
Settling down in a clump of moss, I lapped up water from a sparkling puddle- and froze.
Flashback-
"Runningpaw, come back!" My mentor called from behind me.
With a hiss of frustration, I stopped by the riverbank, slowly hopping from one stone to the other.
Stoneheart raced out of the low bushes and gracefully crossed the stones, meeting my gaze. "Come back Runningpaw, come back." She whispered resentfully.
Seeing her falter, I swiped my claws at her side, making her tilt to the left.
Crying out in surprise, she fell into the river, swept away by the current.
Watching from the shadows was an amber eyed dark brown tabby with the name of Tiger.
I'm not so great at one shots so please – no hard reviews! I'm better at regular stories but I thought I'd give it a try.