Loosely based of my forum, Rogue. Part two of Goldie's/Inkie's 'Her Truth'.
I only own Storm.
She's dead. Lost is dead.
My first real friend is dead.
What could have happened? What went wrong? How could this be?
Out in the woods.
That's where it happened.
Amy had-
She had killed her.
Killed her.
Right there.
Lost-
Lost had jumped in front of Ember to save her.
Now she's dead.
Died.
Died saving our friend.
Out of rage, I also had blood on my paws that night.
I murdered Amy.
I killed her.
But…
Amy and I weren't the only ones with blood on their paws…
No..
There was a silent killer that night.
Do you know who it is?
Yes.
You're right.
It was Ember.
Ember killed our friend.
How?
She staged the murder.
The whole thing.
It was all a act.
The act that killed her.
Lost.
Our friend, Lost.
Murdered.
Murdered by cold blood.
As the days went on Ember and I grew closer.
I took her on as a breeder to save her.
I shared prey with her.
I helped her.
Then she told me.
She admitted what she did.
I-
I never felt more betrayed.
No one knows this but…
I visited the Shadows that night. I saw the she-cat I murdered.
I tried to apologize.
She just reminded me what her daughter had done.
My sanity was slipping quickly.
My demons came back as well.
Kill her, they urge, make her feel the pain she caused you.
But I couldn't.
I wasn't a monster.
Or maybe I was.
My soul is leaving me.
Little by little, hollowing me out.
Soon I will be a hollowed out shell.
Just like Ember.
Just like Amy.
Just like….
Me.