Clan Massacre is a story inspired by many horror movies I have seen and a little by a story I read called Cleavepool's Revenge. I do not own wairrors or any idea for deaths in this story. This is also a story from a sick part of my mind... so this will be an M story.

Chapter 1

A white she-cat walked though the deep woods, on one side a pine forest lie and the other a blank fled of grass. In front if she keep walking would be the lake, and behind her would led her to the camp. The she-cat stopped in mid steep. One fore paw off the leafy ground. Her eyes narrowed as a strong, anger vice spoke in her mind. Kill them! Kill them! It's not like it matters if one cat dies, now dose it? The vice asked, sounding almost like a soft whisper. But it never seems to stop at one, now dose it? The white cat asked back. Then why not kill them all? Came the reply. Cause it's a bad thing! The she-cat shuck her head, then closed her ice blue eyes. When see did she was looking at a cat that looked almost like her but the eyes where a bright amber. The black and silver spots on top of a snowy white pelt.

"Why? What have the clans done for you? They never wanted to to join them... so why not punishes them for that?" The over cat said then added "It's not a bad thing when all the others want you to die, now is it Silvernight?"

"No... I don't know" Silvernight said, ears flat.

"Kill one, then will see" The unnamed cat said.

Silvernight, knew who would go. The ShadowClan leader, Blackstar. He had hated her from the time she joined ThunderClan. She was not clan born, but born a of loner and a rouge. That made her unwanted and not GOOD enough to be in any clan. If she where to do as that cat says then she should start with him. It seem that luck was her side, when she saw the ShadowClan leader walking alone. A cold smiled found it's way onto Silvernight's face. As fast as a snake, she moved over to the ShadowClan leader hitting him on the back of the neck. A shock gasp came from the tom before he was out like a light. Moving fast the she-cat rolled in some of the ShadowClan sent mark to hide her own sent. Then she dragged the leader to a twoleg box. She knew how to read twoleg and saw that it said Power Box. Silvernight smiled and lied down the tom and went to find something to hold him down. Then she saw some wires, they would be good. She padded over to then to see the spiky wires. Yes that will do. Silvernight thought then went to place it around the leader. She made sure it wasn't lose, even got so fair to make it cut though the skin. She toke one end of the wire and tired it around a close by tree. There was three ends, one she put on the end of a another wire, she saw twoleg us on their monsters. When Silvernight was about to put the over end of it to a part of the power box, the ShadowClan leader opened his eyes.

"W-what do you think your doing!" Blackstar yelled trying to get free of the wires only helping them go deeper into his skin. One close to cutting off his paw, blood oozed out of the wounds. Some so close to the bone that you could almost see them.

"This is your punishment..." Silvernight whispered before she put the other end of the wire to the power box. She jumped off as a shot of small lightning went from the box. It then went though the wires to the ShadowClan leader. A silent yell came from Blackstar as he fried to death.

It was that day when Silvernight went back to camp she asked Firestar to change her name to Darksoul. She left the body of the ShadowClan leader where it was, no one would know who did it.

That night went Darksoul went to her nest in the warrior's den to get a good night's sleep, Brambleclaw padded over to her.

"Darksoul, what happened to your eyes? I tgought they where an icy blue? How did they become amber?" The clan deputy asked.

"Maybe it just came with age or time?" Darksoul shrugged, before lying down in her nest.

In her dream she saw herself, the one with ice blue eyes. The real owner of the body was now the ghost. Like what hade happened to Darksoul.

To any Blackstar fans, I like the guy to but he can be a jurk. So seeing as he hates nonclan born cats and the killer is nonclan, then this seems right. And I won't be working on this a lot so yeah... :P