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So if you came across this for the first time...

The first book is here

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And the second is here

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WARNING: If you have not read Down a Dark Path AND Dove's Flight, you will be very confused. PLEASE GO AND READ THEM BEFORE READING Web of Lies!

And on with the story!

-Echosong

Heathertail lays wrapped around her kits. She gently licks their heads, "Oh Clawkit," she murmurs shaking her head at the antics of a dark brown kit. Closing her eyes for a moment, she remembers why she had chosen the name claw.

I name you Lionclaw deputy of DarkClan!

Shaking herself out of memories she gazes down at the next kit, Darkkit, who looked like her father. Her father. She closes her eyes tightly, trembling. Breezepelt's warning lingers in her mind.

"You will be mine. Or I will make you pay."

But Heathertail had not succumbed to his will, and she had fallen in love again. Or at least as much as she could, and he had understood and loved her back with all he had, even though a part of her would never belong to him. As much as that part of her wished these kits were Lionblaze's all of her was thrilled they were not Breezepelt's. But they would never know their father. She had to keep them safe, and the only way she could was to keep them as much of a secret as she could. Even if it made cats whisper that they were Breezepelt's. They had to be safe, that was all that mattered to her.

She looks over to Lavenderkit, her other she-kit. She purrs gently and licks her as well, turning to her last kit. Onyxkit, her other tom, and the only one to have his eyes open. He watches her, trusting her, as he feeds, and starts as her stomach growls.

"Oh my brave boy will you watch over your siblings for me? I just have to grab some food, I'll be right back." She slips from the den, leaving just her kits behind, not knowing that the sinister evil she fears is watching, waiting for her to leave.

Breezepelt enters the den through the hole he had made, the cold purpose of murder surrounding him. In two swift fox lengths he stands over the nest and leers down at the kits that are not his.

"I did warn her," his voice is a sneer, "But your foolish mother chose not to listen." In a flash of claws he brings his paw down, smiling as blood splatters the den, flowing from young Clawkit's throat.

In no time at all the tiny body loses all its blood and his neck stops spurting the precious liquid.

Breezepelt cannot see it, but Onyxkit watches in horror as his young brothers soul rises up from his body and glares down at his murderer who is ripping open Lavenderkit's throat with his teeth. As her frail body shakes and her soul joins her brothers they lock eyes, stop him!

Onyxkit flicks out his tiny, fragile claws and launches himself at the evil. Stumbling around the den Breezepelt thrashes and growls as little Darkkit bites open his paw, her eyes forced open, growling. Muttering under his breath Breezepelt stomps heavily on the kit and she falls, her skull shattering, and she rises up to join her siblings.

Screaming their injustice they egg on Onyxkit who continues to cling to Breezepelt trying to bring him down.

Out in the camp, Heathertail stops eating and looks to the nursery, terror spilling through her.

"MY KITS!" she yowls as she rushes desperately to the nursery. Halting in the entrance she watches as Breezepelt is finally able to shake Onyxkit free and he flies through the air, a tumbling ball of fluff, until he hits the wall.

"YOU MURDERER!" She yowls "YOU KILLED MY KITS!"

"No, no!" Breezepelt mews smoothly, "It was a fox, rampaged right through here, I was only just able scare him off!"

"These are a cats wounds!" she sobs as she cradles her fallen kits.

"We all know how close in killing foxes are to cats –"

"You are a raving lunatic! You killed them! I know you did!"

"Hush, you're just distraught –"

"ONYXKIT!" she yowls, throwing herself at her last living kit, as he stirs. "Oh my baby you're alive!" eyes cold Breezepelt watches them as Onestar walks in the den.

"What has happened here?" Onestar gasps, looking around in alarm.

"HE KILLED THEM HE KILLED THEM! MY BABIES, MY KITS!" Heathertail shrieks, sobs racking her body.

"Heathertail that is a very serious accusation!" Onestar exclaims.

"She is just distraught. Why would I harm my own kits?" Breezepelt mews, setting a trap.

"They are not –" Heathertail falls silent, new tears filling her eyes as she realizes Breezepelt's deception. "Onestar, please, I know he killed them!"

"Nonsense, she has cracked." Breezepelt mews, "Now in the best interest of our other kit, she should not raise him.

"What father would take their kit away from its mother?" Onestar asks looking at him suspiciously.

"A father who is concerned for the welfare of his son, come now. You can either believe me, or the raving lunatic who can't string two words together."

"She has just lost three of her kits." Onestar mews looking at him even more skeptically.

"Well, you make your decision, believe me, or her, and if you believe me you will let me raise my kit, alone." Breezepelt declares.

Heathertail watches Breezepelt hate in her eyes, but she is as trapped as a rabbit caught in a noose.

"I will think on it. For now he stays with Heathertail." Onestar demands and Breezepelt storms out of the nursery, his eyes glowing with anger.

Darkkit, Clawkit, and Lavenderkit remain hovering in the air of the nursery, gazing down at Onyxkit, and speak in his mind.

Never forget us, or this. Remember the vile traitor for who he is. Never forget us, and help us have our revenge! Remember brother, always remember!

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-Echo