First challenge, BOO YA! So anyway, I hope you enjoy my book of challenges. This is a Challenge for Asylumclan. You can find the link on my profile.

Challenge one: Insanity

Main Character: Lightstrike: Pale yellow she-cat with blue eyes. Medicine cat of Riverclan.

NOTE: This is before the battle of the Dark Forest.

Lightstrike woke up feeling different. A bad different. She felt something inside her body. Something evil. Awake I see. Let's have some fun, shall we?

Lightstrike felt an over whelming urge to poison the fresh kill. Luckily, nobody would suspect her of anything. She was a medicine cat, therefore it was okay for her to 'inspect' the fresh-kill pile.

Lightstrike nosed in her herb stores. She found what she was looking for. Death Berries. Careful not to get any juice on her paws, Lightstrike wrapped the berries in a leaf wrap and went outside. She carefully started 'inspecting' the fresh-kill.

The medicine cat paused when she found the perfect piece. A large trout. Probably caught this morning. Lightstrike looked around before taking a death berry and putting it down the creature's throat.

Lightstrike went back to the medicine cat den and waited. Finally, she heard panicked meows, and some cat chocking. She pretended to be absorbed in sorting herbs.

"Lightstrike! Somethings wrong with Rosethorn!" It was Berryfang. "Come quick."

Lightstrike grabbed herbs (The wrong ones to treat Death Berries) and hurried outside. The expecting rose colored queen was on the ground. Legs flailing and her eyes rolling up in her head. Lightstrike made a big show of trying to save Rosethorn. Finally, the light died in her eyes.

"She's dead." Lightstrike stood up and acted miserable. Truthfully, she felt elected. There we go. That wasn't so bad. Berryfang let out a wail of misery. Rosethorn was his sister.

Wildbush and Leopardpelt looked stunned, before burring their noses in their daughter's fur. Lightstrike hung her head, before stumbling back to the medicine den.

A little while later, her apprentice, Yarrowleaf, rushed into the den.

"How did Rosethorn die?" He demanded.

"I don't know." Lightstrike replied, sorting her herbs back in the proper places.

"Well I do." Yarrowleaf took a step forward, eyes narrowed. "Starclan told me something would be wrong with you. That you'd be… insane. That you'd poison a she-cat."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Yarrowleaf."

"You put Death Berries in that trout. Don't think I didn't examine it. I'm sorry Lightstrike. But this isn't you."

Yarrowleaf leaped forward and buried his teeth in her neck.

"Welcome, Lightstrike." A booming voice said. Lightstrike opened her eyes. She was in a dark forest. The ground was squishy and wet.

"Where am I?" Lightstrike had a throbbing head ache, and noticed that her neck hurt.

"The Dark Forest. You can't escape. You'll be here. Forever."

Lightstrike's lips curled in a sneer. No matter. She could do more here.

"Do you think killing me will help? That it will stop the Dark Forest forever?" Lightstrike hissed at Ivypool.

"It will be one less cat for us to deal with. Was less fox-hearted warrior!" Ivypool snarled.

Lightstrike had come to fight the clans. They would finally get the justice they deserved.

"Oh, I'm no warrior. I am a medicine cat." Lightstrike spat.

"Medicine cats aren't evil!" Ivypool growled. "You are no medicine cat. That's why tonight, you will be no more."

Before Ivypool could kill her, Lightstrike fled. She ran all the way back to the Dark Forest. And there, she would wait. Wait for revenge.

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