A/N: So, this is my first fan-fiction! Hope you like it! It was originally a one-shot, but it was 10 pages on Word. So I broke it up.

Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. Erin Hunter does. Obviously, I'm not Erin Hunter. So therefore, I don't own Warriors. Sadly.

Also, thanks to MushroomT, StarClan's Nightmare, and Gingerstar14 for reviewing and pointing out things I never would have noticed.

Last Moon of Leaf-Fall

Moon phase: Waning crescent

"Rogues! At Carrionplace! Rogues!" The cry echoed throughout the camp as Brokentail came charging in, Tallpaw and Blackfoot following right behind.

"Brokentail!" meowed Raggedstar. "Son, what's wrong?" Brokentail skidded to a halt before his father.

"Rogues! There are rogues at Carrionplace! They are going to attack our camp! Tallpaw and Blackfoot saw them, right?"

Tallpaw and Blackfoot looked at each other, confused. "Well, we didn't see them. We just smelled them…"

"And heard them plotting!" yowled Brokentail. "They are here and will attack our camp! We must stop them!"

Raggedstar looked a little taken aback, but he couldn't turn away from a potentially serious rogue attack.

"We are still weak from the last attack. We cannot risk anymore lives."

Yellowfang the medicine cat padded up to the cats in the middle of the clearing. "Stonefeather died only a moon ago. Our warriors are still recovering. Supplies are running low. Brokentail, don't you think that it's a bit risky sending out half healed warriors on an unnecessary mission?"

"Half healed?!" yowled Brokentail. "Unnecessary mission?! What kind of a medicine cat are you?! Do you call yourself ShadowClan?! We are brave warriors and will not stoop to some crowfood rogues! Father!" Brokentail rushed to Raggedstar. "Let me send out a patrol! For the sake of the clan!"

Raggedstar looked from Brokentail and the warriors gathered behind him to Yellowfang and her apprentice Runningpaw. "You're the deputy. You make the call."

Brokentail looked triumphant. "Tallpaw, Russetfur and Blackfoot, come with me! And… I need one more cat." No cat responded. "Well?"

"If there is no other fit cat, then I will go."

Raggedstar stepped into the circle of warriors. "The patrol is complete."

"No! No! NO!" hissed Yellowfang. "You are our leader! What will happen if these rogues are real danger to the clan? Who will protect us then?"

"Then my son will be a leader just as fine."

There was something besides anger in Yellowfang's eyes, but it faded and she whipped around. "Full grown warriors have the sense of newborn kits," she said to Runningpaw as they walked toward the medicine cat den.

"Follow me!" yowled Brokentail, letting out a battle cry. "ShadowClan will not fall to rogues!" And with that, Brokentail charged out of the camp, the rest of his patrol following him.

When they reached Carrionplace, Brokentail turned to face the patrol. "Tallpaw, Russetfur, and Blackfoot, you take the backside around the marsh. Raggedstar and I will go toward Carrionplace."

Blackfoot looked uncertain. "Are you sure? You don't think that I should come with you and Raggedstar? You know, just for extra protection." Every cat knew well that Blackfoot was constantly waiting for Brokentail to resign so that he could become deputy. But Raggedstar would not be moved.

"Are you questioning authority?" he spat. "He is your deputy, is he not? If you want a high position, you will listen to those in charge!"

Blackfoot turned immediately and charged into the ferns with Tallpaw following after. Russetfur reluctantly followed them, leaving Raggedstar and Brokentail standing together in the clearing.

"Come on Father," he whispered. "I think they might be around here."

Raggedstar smiled at his son. "You saw them. I trust you." He followed Brokentail around to the back of Carrionplace. They struggled through a thicket of brambles that had grown on the backside of Carrionplace. Then Raggedstar turned around, confused.

"Well son, where are the rogues?"

Brokentail turned around too, a look of pure innocence on his face. "You don't know?

"No, Brokentail. You found them. You tell…"

All of a sudden, Brokentail leapt onto Raggedstar's back, pinning him to the ground.

"Don't you see Father?" Brokentail sneered. "There are no rogues. Only me."

"I-I-I don't understand…"

"It just shows how mousebrained you are you old fool! Your time of leadership is over! It's time for me to take charge of things around here!"

"You can't just show up and expect to take all nine of my lives at once, do you," sneered Raggedstar. "I am older and more powerful than you and have more lives than you! Even though you're my son!"

"Oh, I can try… and I will win!" snarled Brokentail. "Brokenstar, it has a nice ring to it."

And Brokentail swiftly clamped down on Raggedstar's throat, feeling the blood gushing out of it. "Good bye, you fool."

Raggedstar body lay still, but he rose again and faced his son. "You forgot my lives. I have more than you and it will get harder and harder to kill me."

Brokentail sneered through the blood and fur in his mouth. "Then I will keep killing you, taking away your lives one by one! Nothing will keep me from returning with leadership in my paws!" He threw himself onto his father, clawing out great clumps of his fur. Raggedstar fought his hardest, but his age and lack of recent battle training slowed him down. Again and again they slashed at each other. And again and again Brokentail began to strip each of Raggedstar's nine leadership lives away one by one. Finally Raggedstar broke away from Carrionplace, dashing away to camp, yowling a battle cry. But Brokentail got in front of him and slashed at his throat.

"Good bye Father," hissed Brokentail. "You were to soft-hearted to lead. I will be a leader that leads ShadowClan into greatness - something you never could have done." Realization slowly dawned on Raggedstar's bloody face. Then, frozen into one last look of panic, his eyes clouded over. Brokentail smiled and began to drag Raggedstar's broken body back to camp. But before he got even halfway, Tallpaw and Blackfoot skidded to a halt in front of him.

"Brokentail! We couldn't find any rogues in the swamp area, so we came looking for you and…" Tallpaw's amber eyes finally focused on Raggedstar's dead body. "Oh, Great StarClan! What ever happened?"

Brokentail sighed. "The rogues were more dangerous than we dreamed of. My father was killed by their leader. I did everything I could, but still he died. The least I could do was kill the whole lot of them. Their bodies are buried at Carrionplace. They do not deserve the honor of StarClan's rituals."

Tallpaw's head was already hung in mourning. Blackfoot took a look at Raggedstar. "Well, you couldn't have done anything more. Let's take him back to camp." Tallpaw charged ahead of them, racing back to camp to alert the rest of ShadowClan.

When every cat got back, all of ShadowClan had heard. As soon as Brokentail entered camp, Yellowfang came charging out of the medicine cat's den.

"I told you! It was too dangerous! Why did you send Blackfoot and his part of the patrol back towards the swamp?! You should have been together, and maybe Raggedstar would have survived!!" Yellowfang dragged Raggedstar off of Brokentail's back and pulled him into the shade to prepare for his burial. Blackfoot padded up to Brokentail, his head bowed.

"We have a new leader now, then?"

A smile edged Brokentail's bloodstained muzzle. "Yes. StarClan hope that I do as well as my father." He jumped up onto the Highbranch and yowled, "Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join here beneath the Highbranch for a clan meeting!" Cats from all over camp came to sit beside the tree. Brokentail smiled to himself. Soon, leadership will be mine and those fools down there will have no choice but to follow me!

"As you all know, Raggedstar is dead, killed by the rogues by Carrionplace." Wails of despair and sadness echoed around the clearing. Brokenstar hissed, "Quiet! Raggedstar was a great leader and I must try to rise to his standards! I must prepare for a trip to the Moonstone to gain my nine lives! Soon, ShadowClan will be the greatest clan in the forest!" He leapt down and sauntered around the clearing, smiling to himself. Now I will see who is loyal to me and who is not. Those who are not will suffer.