This is my first fanfiction. :) I do plan on making it into a full story, and I promise that if you get confused while reading this everything will be cleared up in the next chapter. Please R&R!
The pain that stabbed into his heart was like no pain he had ever felt before. It was a searing, blinding thing that forced him down to the cruel earth until he was breathing in the scarlet blood of the one thing that had once kept him from falling.
Moments passed by. Or had it been hours? All he knew was that her breathing had ceased long ago, and the life she had brought into the world was not life at all. In fact, she had left the world in the same state that the three little bundles had entered it.
StarClan…they've taken everything from me. The tom forced his darkened eyes open and lifted his head, the blood beginning to dry on his once-white fur, staining it red. The stars above his head that had once seemed so wise and forgiving now glittered coldly. Although they were silent, it felt as if they were screeching their disgust and disapproval at him, their voices screaming inside of his head. When their hateful voices became the only thing he could hear, the tom screamed back; if he spoke any words, they were incoherent and meaningless, but he persisted all the same, desperately trying to drown out the voices that taunted and jeered at him with his own.
The tom didn't cease this vain attempt until his voice left him entirely, refusing to leave his raw, bleeding throat. He collapsed against the she-cat, burying his nose into the cold fur on her still flank.
With a soft, painful sigh, he closed his eyes, never wanting to open them again.