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A/N: Here are a series of One-shot's about apprentices who died, and how they felt about dying too young . . . I may add a few kits in just to broaden it. First up is Brownpaw, he is a ShadowClan cat who is a victim of Brokenstar
As I raced across the open moor, many thoughts crossed my mind. I'm too young for this! I'm going to die! Why are we driving WindClan out! StarClan, how could you let Brokenstar lead us!? I groaned and ran on. Either way i would die. In battle, or Brokenstar killing me for running off. We came to a stop at the lip of the ridge that was the entrance of WindClan camp. One cat was on guard. I stiffened. This isn't fair! They're.....going to die...because of us! I can't do this! Feeling sick; i turned to run, but Stumpytail, my mentor, hissed at me, making me stay.
Too young.........
"Attack." Brokenstar hissed, we jump into the clearing.
Too young.....
I grip a small pale gray tom, and sink my teeth into his neck, he roared and through me off with ease.
Too young........
He pins me down, and I desperately, and vainly, try to free myself.
Too young.........
"You will NOT drive us out!" the tom snarled
Too young......
"Don't kill me!" I whimper, he smirks, and raises his paw.
"NO! Ple-......" I gasp as he slashes his sharp claws across my throat.
Too young.....................
I feel the life pouring out.
Too young.......
I don't deserve this...
Too young.......
I'm not like them!
Too young......
StarClan...Save me!
Too young.........
Why do the good have to die young?
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Bad Chapter..........oh well, next is a surprise. I'll update soon.