Invisible: a SnowClan challenge

Disclaimer: I do not own Warriors; Erin Hunter does. I do, however own WillowClan and all the OCs.

"I, Ivystar, leader of WillowClan, call upon my warrior ancestors to look down on this apprentice. She has trained hard to understand the ways of your noble code, and I commend her to you as a warrior in her turn. Blossompaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and protect and defend this Clan, even at the cost of your life?" A white she-cat meowed.

"I do," The tortoiseshell apprentice standing in front of her mewed confidently.

"Then by the powers of StarClan I give you your warrior name; Blossompaw from this moment forward you will be known as Blossomcloud. StarClan honors your courage and selflessness, and we welcome you as a full warrior of WillowClan." The white leader leapt down from the gray boulder and touched noses with the Clan's newest warrior.

"Blossomcloud, Blossomcloud!" The Clan cheered Blossomcloud's warrior name. A dark gray she-cat with black flecks narrowed her icy blue eyes; which were pools of hatred.

"In the tradition of our ancestors, Blossomcloud must sit in silent vigil until dawn, and guard the camp alone while we sleep." The cats assembled at the bottom of the smooth, gray boulder scattered and went to the fresh-kill pile to eat; all except one. The same cat that had been glaring at the white leader walked up to Ivystar.

"What do you want, Swallowpaw," Ivystar hissed.

The flecked she-cat narrowed her eyes and stared defiantly at the white leader. "I want to be a warrior. My sister did, so why shouldn't I?"

"You're not ready, Swallowpaw." The white cat's green eyes narrowed.

"Not now, not ever. I'm never ready," the gray apprentice hissed bitterly. I train the hardest, I try my best, I beat Blossomcloud, yet I'm still an apprentice? "Make me a warrior!" Swallowpaw snapped, her blue gaze hardening.

Ivystar sighed. "Very well, then. But only if you pass my assessment for you tomorrow..." The leader's voice trailed off.

Swallowpaw nodded eagerly, "thank you, Ivystar!" She then sped off to the now-empty apprentices' den and drifted off to sleep, blocking out the chatter of the warriors outside.

Claws sliced the apprentice's dark pelt. "Wake up you useless lump of fur! Ivystar sent me to get you." The flecked she-cat looked up to see the contented face of her tortoiseshell sister looking down at her.

"Fine, tell Ivystar I'm coming," Swallowpaw muttered as she watched Blossomcloud leave the den. She blinked her eyes a few times, adjusting to the brightness outside.

"Follow me," Ivystar meowed after seeing the apprentice, who then trotted after her. They arrived in a sunlit, grassy clearing, where the river bordered it from the trees.

"Your final assessment will be fighting, and you'll have to fight me." The white leader meowed and crouched down.

Swallowpaw did the same and waited for Ivystar to make the first move. Ivystar was eyeing her left shoulder, and Swallowpaw thought that her leader would go for her left. The little she-cat ducked to the side just in time and the white she-cat landed on the ground. Taking her chance, she leapt on Ivystar's back and pinned her down. But Ivystar rolled over and crushed Swallowpaw underneath her back. The little she-cat pushed upwards with her hind legs, unwilling to admit defeat, and moved the leader just enough for her to get out. Then, she leapt on her leader, flipped her over, and pinned her down.

"Not so easy, huh?" The apprentice challenged.

Ivystar narrowed her green eyes. "I was going easy on you," she hissed.

A satisfied smile spread across Swallowpaw's face, for she had defeated WillowClan's leader.

"Swallowpaw, from this moment on, you will be known as Swallowmist."

No one cheered for Swallowmist's warrior name. The hollow was silent; not even a cat had whispered her name.

"In the tradition of our ancestors, Swallowmist must sit in silent vigil until dawn, and guard the camp alone while we sleep," Ivystar ended the ceremony.

A red mist slightly covered the gray she-cat's face. Ivystar didn't even use the proper ceremony words! And Blossomcloud, the 'amazing' sister probably told Ivystar and the Clan to do this. This was all rehearsed! She stood at the entrance of the Camp, her eyes narrowed and her ears flattened. I'll never forgive them, especially my fish-faced sister. She looked up at the night sky as that calculating, cunning mind set to work.

The next few moons were even worse than Swallowmist expected. Her sister had an apprentice, Flowerpaw, and become the deputy of WillowClan, after Snowfrost had passed away. The flecked she-cat had been tortured half to death; being put on almost every dawn patrol or hunting patrol, expected to do what normal warriors couldn't do. But as these moons sped past, she became more invisible to her Clanmates, and her plan was nearly complete, all she needed was a way to make her sister go out of the camp. Until one day, things seemed to just unfold in front of her.

"Swallowmist! Come out of the warriors' den right now!" Her sister snapped.

"Who died and made you leader?" Swallowmist hissed as she padded out of the warriors' den.

"In fact, Ivystar did. She was killed by a dog." Blossomcloud meowed formally.

"So you're Blossomstar now?" The gray she-cat meowed her tone more bored than annoyed.

Her sister rolled her eyes. "What did you expect? That I'd be Blossomkit?" Her tone was drenched with sarcasm.

The flecked she-cat asked, "Why did you call me out? Was it to brag about being leader?"

Blossomstar let out a hiss. "No, fish-brain. We're going on a patrol with Flowerpetal, Cloudfur, and Snowfoot to kill the dog."

Swallowmist's eyes flashed with content. She could finally have her revenge; that is if everything goes as planned.

"Come on, lazy lump! We're going there now." Blossomstar meowed while exiting the den, with Swallowmist following closely behind.

The five warriors cornered the large, brown dog, which snarled furiously at them.

Snowfoot crouched down and leapt at the dog, while Flowerpetal slashed at its back. Soon, all the cats except Swallowmist were attacking the canine, which snapped its large jaws at them.

Spotting Blossomstar's now-bloodstained tortoiseshell pelt, the flecked she-cat dragged her out of the battle.

"What are you doing?" She snapped, "We're supposed to be avenging Ivystar's death!"

A malicious smile spread across Swallowmist's face. "Why should I? Ivystar never liked me," her eyes flashed.

Blossomstar let out a hiss. "Get back to the battle, fish-brain!"

Swallowmist shook her head. "You know what," she dragged on slowly. "There'll be no battle for you after I'm finished." The she-cat didn't even give the tortoiseshell leader a chance to react before she sprang on her back and placed her claws at her throat.

"You know this is a little too easy?" Swallowmist purred while digging her claws in her sister's flesh. She kept her claws at her throat, knowing that she will kill her.

"S-swallowm-mist," Blossomstar choked out. "I-I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to h-hurt you," She broke off with a cough as blood gushed out.

The flecked warrior rolled her eyes. "Liar," she spat. Her eyes were fixed on Blossomstar as the leader's body trembled for the last time and fell still. Swallowmist used her claws and sliced her fur; making it look like she was in the battle as well. Throwing her tortoiseshell sister's body near the dog, she let out a fake yowl of grief. "Blossomstar! Blossomstar is dead!"

Her clanmates' shocked gazes glanced at Swallowmist and Blossomstar, as they picked up her body and padded home.

The flecked she-cat had then silently crept back, and went to the hole that she had clawed in the back of the medicine-den. She saw their medicine cat; Streampelt fretting over the warriors' wounds and preparing for Blossomstar's vigil. Striking her claws out, they struck the silver tabby she-cat's throat and she fell on the ground dead, with blood pooling at her paws.

"Swallowmist?" A kit-like, squeaky voice mewed.

Swallowmist whipped around to see the new apprentice; Lilypaw staring at her in horror.

Then, Lilypaw's eyes hardened. "You killed Streampelt." She leapt on the back of the warrior. "And I'm not forgiving you."

Swallowmist let out a screech as Lilypaw bit down on her spine. Black dots started to swarm her vision, as she saw blood—her blood dripping on the grass.

The same red mist that clouded her gaze at her vigil wafted around her and took over. "Lilypaw," she hissed in a voice that was clearly not hers. "Say goodbye to the world," she purred with a sickening sweet tone of voice. Then, she used the last of her energy to leap at the young, seven-moon-old apprentice and bit down hard at her throat. Swallowmist threw Lilypaw's body on the red-and-green grass.

Darkness covered the flecked she-cat's eyes as she fell on the ground, limp and lifeless.

Welcome, Swallowmist. Welcome to the Place of No Stars; the Place of Eternal Night and Darkness; the Dark Forest.

A/N: Hi! This is my first fanfiction story as well as my first one-shot, which is a challenge for a forum I'm in called SnowClan. So, do you guys like it? I know it's not the best, and constructive criticism is allowed in the reviews. But please no swearing or cussing, bad words drive me crazy. Oh, and I might go back to this sometime later in the future and edit it. So... yeah. Just please don't be too harsh in the reviews, okay?

~Night