A/N: I know we don't know much about Silentstrike yet, but I think he deserves a story of his own!

Just so you know, this story is going to be a collaboration with Huntress of Sacred Dreams.


I never thought I would die this way.

Bleeding my life out on the ground, wallowing in humiliation as the cats I once knew crowd around me, their gazes filled with disgust and hatred as they stare down at the one who has betrayed them all.

I'm going to the Dark Forest. I know it. After everything I've done, it's inevitable.

My eyes flit desperately about the fading clearing around me. I want to remember as much of this world's beauty and light as I can before I'm cast away into eternal darkness.

I can hear his voice—though I can't see him—and I'm unable to stop the surge of cold anger that rushes through me. I hate him. I hate him with every fiber of my being. And yet it was he who finally put an end to me. It was him who finally stopped the bloodshed by taking my life, not the one I loathe above all others.

Now I can see Birdstar himself. He's weak still. His amber eyes used to make me cower when I was young. But now they are dull and hollow. They reflect an empty shell.

Somehow, I can no longer conjure up and hate for him. It's as if my anger towards him has been spent in this battle.

I can feel my life draining away faster now. Birdstar's battered form is blurring before my eyes.

Yet before I can give up my life, another cat pushes her way through the crowd. Her brown tabby fur is soft and silky, and her eyes are the most beautiful blue, the color of a clear green-leaf sky.

My heart twists with anguish. This is the she-cat I want most to express myself to. I want to pour out my heart to her, to apologize for every crime I've commited against her Clan. Yet my voice will not respond. It was taken away from me by the claws that struck me down.

Her eyes—those beautiful, beautiful eyes—meet mine. She alone shows no disgust for me. Instead, her gaze is filled with sorrow as I slip away.

Darkness encroaches on my vision. My heartbeat begins to slow.

And as I lie here dying on the forest floor, I wish my life had turned out differently. Maybe, if my Clanmates had treated me with respect, I wouldn't be here right now. I might have actually had a chance to be great. Maybe…I could have been more than this.

But it's too late now. My life has been spent.

My eyes slide shut.

StarClan…please forgive me…

And my heartbeat stops entirely.