Brokenstar darted through the forest with ease, dashing for the tiny kit of Bluestar and Oakheart that was resting beneath a bramble bush. He'd reached the torn kit in a minute, and tore at her fur some more when he felt a small body tearing at him with righteous fury. He howled and released her, staggering back when the black tom kicked him with both hindlegs like a horse.
The tom turned to reveal the stark white markings of... Badgerfang? Badgerfang, the smallest warrior, was standing before him with almost the same body Brokenstar had last seen him with. He was bleeding from wounds all across his chest and throat, blood bubbling from his nose and mouth.
The Smallest Warrior's green eyes glowed with fury.
"I watched as kit after kit, apprentice after apprentice, poured into StarClan. They were from ShadowClan, killed by your greed for power! Never again Brokenstar! Not another kit!"
And with that, he pounced. Brokenstar stared in shock for a moment, before he instictively lashed out. His claws tore through Badgerfang's throat and Mosskit screamed.
Badgerfang hit the ground with a sickening thud, and blood pooled from his torn throat. Brokenstar let out a moan of despair as he tried to stop the bleeding, his vision fuzzy with tears. Badgerfang looked up at him with glazing eyes, and wheezed.
"Don't... I only regret... Not saving you."
Badgerfang's eyes closed for the last time as he sighed, his mouth curling up with a content smile. Brokenstar's broken yowl tore through the howls of the forest, tearing some Dark Forest cats' attention from battle long enough for StarClan's warriors to tear their throats out. A gray black tom came barreling through the brush to see Brokenstar curled over Badgerfang's fading body with Mosskit staring wide-eyed at the once great, evil tom.
Lol Brokenstar is so ooc in this. And it sounds so yaoi! But I'm happy how it turned out!