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Tigerstar's Fate

As soon as his neck had been ripped open, as soon as that blasted Bloodclan leader, Scourge, had lunged back at him, Tigerstar knew his fate. He tried to utter a final cry of defiance, a cry for power, a cry that he was Leader, but all was lost. He painfully was whisked to Starclan, but they could not heal the murderous wound. He lost all of his lives, sharp waves of pain traveling up and down his body nine times, and the warmth of flowing blood literally flowing out and away from him.

He looked up at Firestar with the burning hatred of a thousand thousand suns. The one obstacle in his way; the one thing that ruined all of his plans for power. That one warrior who rose instead of him. The warrior of Fire, that burned like the hatred that Tigerstar felt for him. And Scourge, that blasted cat, the betrayer! A little scrap of fur that had broken his life into pieces within that moment. Those two warriors were the last Tigerstar saw of the world. With the last breath he took, he whispered, "Hate...for all..." And then his eyes closed. The last of his nine lives was lost, and his convulsing body fell still.

Tigerstar felt his spirit get torn away from his body that was wracked by pain. He was lifted to Silverpelt, where Starclan waited for him. Bluestar calmly stepped forward, shimmering in brilliant starry light. She sat down and curled her tail around her paws, a figure of bravery and strength in front of the huge cat. "You have done many wrongs." She started.

Tigerstar grimaced. "If that is so, then why am I here in Starclan?" He asked, his voice healed again but full of spite.

Bluestar looked him in the eye. "Just because you are here, does not mean you will not be going elsewhere soon." She replied vaguely.

Tigerstar growled and gave her a sidelong glare. "And what is that supposed to mean?"

"It means," Bluestar stood up, suddenly looking much taller, fiercer, and radiating a soft but magnificent light, "that you do not belong in Starclan!" Her voice was strong and sure. "Your wrongs were your own choices, your own traitorous choices, and your own designs. You have beaten yourself down. You have made yourself unworthy of Starclan!" She declared with all of the power of a leader; all of the power of a Starclan warrior.

For the first time in his life, Tigerstar cringed. For the first time, he was truly afraid. Gaining his powerful and defying posture again, he spat, "Then where shall I go?"

Bluestar sat down again; calm flowing from her like before. "You will return." She said simply.

Tigerstar's mouth was agape. "What?" He spat, "I must live another life? I must go through it all again? It is not fair!"

Sternness re-entered Bluestar's image. "You will live not one, but nine full lives, repaying your dept for all you have slaughtered simply so that you could gain power. And you have a chance to fix yourself, create a new image. Tigerstar, it is most certainly fair. I have sealed your fate!"

A bright flash of pure energy and light was released from Bluestar. I have sealed your fate…sealed your fate… echoed in Tigerstar's mind relentlessly, as if he were in a canyon. He let loose a roaring and defiant, "NO!" And was lost in the brilliance of the light of all the stars of Starclan…