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The ground shook above her and collapsed. Hollyleaf could barely hear her brothers' yells of protest.

She just wanted to die...die...die, the daughter of a Thunderclan medicine cat and a Windclan warrior. What a classic codebreaker. The large boulder she had beem staring at before fell on top of her, knocking out her shallow breath, making Hollyleaf move like a ragdoll on the ground. She didn't struggle.

She triangular head lay there, against the mud, blood trickling out her nose and a gash on her cheek. But why wasn't she suffocating? Dying? Her brothers yelled on.

Minutes later, it was silent, except for the small water falling through a gap in the walls, a background sound. Her eye-lids were drooping, nearly drifting to unconscienceness, until...

It hit her again- another rock, this time on her thigh. A large cracking noise indicated that it was broken. This was more than enough to get her attention.

She whimpered, and writhed in agony, but then held it back. The pain was staggeringly soaring... but not as much as her anger and betrayal.

Leafpool. Leafpool did this to me, she thought, enraged. I hate her. I hate her! A picture of Leafpool's face made her see it red, but not the anger, but the blood.I want to kill..... rip out her throat.... feel her cold blood run down my hideous paws. I'm nothing anyway. Killing Ashfur... I don't regret that. Betrayal. Squirrelfight, the rotten liar. A weak gurgle of a growl erupted from her throat.

"Stop." Suddenly, all the pain was gone, so fast that for one second she thought that she sas dead. How? Looking up, with relief, Hollyleaf found that it wasn't that cat. I wouldn't want her to see me like this... but the cat was extraordinarily similar. Same coat, same structure, but with many battle scars and an awkward leg... Hollyleaf knew who she was, now, as she had heard many tales of her from her own grandfather's toungue...

"Hollyleaf, don't do this," Cinderpelt pled.

"Why are you here? Aren't I banished from Starclan? For all I've done?" They need to punish me... so they can punish Leafpool! Healed with new crimson fury, Hollyleaf turned back to half-crazed and spat at the surprised former medicine cat. She turned tail and bolted out of a random tunnel, and a part of her noticed her leg, which was better.

Windclan burned her nostrils. A light brown silhouette was seen in the black. Without her seeing her, or even thinking, Hollyleaf pounced.

"Arg!" Heathertail's cry was cut off. Hollyleaf planted her teeth, sharp and tilted, half-way in the young warrior's throat. Spread the pain...the hate....an evil voice in her head told her. She blissfully agreed. No cat could think to resist doing so. Mud and blood spattered on the ground, dapples on the dry grass of the moors, and the woodland and praire animals that had heard their fray scampered off. Leaves russled in the background, and the moon was alone in the night sky.

Yowls and many screams that held excrutiating pain. All of that came from Heathertail, and growls came from Hollyleaf as she worked to make this as painful as possible. She didn't want to kill her... yet...

Surely no cat can hear this. The caves were far from either clan territories.

Heathertail's pelt running red, she spun around weakly to face her match. Her assult stopped abruptly as she took in the sight of Hollyleaf's face. At first Hollyleaf thought that the hesitation was because she was Lionblaze's sister, but then she saw her reflection in Heathertail's wide blue eyes, prettiness the same level of terror. A stranger, mud smeared on the dark fur underneath, and dark jade eyes, dark and murderous, with anger too much for both the victim and herself. Too painful. Too mad.

She jumped off and hissed, "I'll be coming back sooner than I intend!" before she could stop herself or even reason. As she loped, the same malicious voise told her that she would be coming back for Crowfeather.

At her state now, she sneered. Leafpool can suffer... and wait along the way. All to make it as bad as possible.

Hollyleaf chuckled, a black and insane sonud, still running away from the lake... the clans... the cats... her kin... her life.

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"Hollyleaf? Hollyleaf?" Shocked murmurs erupted from the Thunderclan clearing.

"Yes," snarled Onestar, Hollyleaf just ambushed Heathertail last night. The brown she-cat nodded, but bery awkwardly, as the cobwebs restrained her to do so. Lionblaze, with his brother, who was bristling with the news, had his narrowed amber gaze on her back.

Then the Windclan leader turned to the Thunderclan. "Do you know about this?" he snapped. Firestar opened his mouth, but before he could do anything, Jayfeather whispered and stammered at the same time, "She... she's alive?"

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