The Outcast

My paws padded forward, one at a time. I looked down, and I watched my lifeless body, spurting blood into pools of scarlet that drenched my pelt, in front of the very warriors I had tried so hard to create into the most powerful in the forest. They were staring in disbelief, suddenly vulnerable and scared.
"What are you just standing there for!? Attack!" I yowled disgustedly. Not one of them made a move towards Scourge. They were frozen with fear.
"You fools! I said attack!" Then, it dawned on me. I was dead, one of StarClan to them.
"What? I had nine lives! This has to be some mistake!" Stars formed to create a path for me to walk on. I glared at the shimmering path. Surely, the almighty Starclan would never accept me."You think I would come join you?" I snorted.
"There has been no mistake." I heard a silvery voice in my head. I whipped around. Misty figures began to appear around me. One of them padded forward, as her blue-gray fur shimmered in the dim light. I knew at once that it was Bluestar, my former, cowardly leader.
"Bluestar." I hissed through my teeth. Giving up her own life to save her own clan. Pathetic.
"Even StarClan cannot heal all wounds, Tigerstar." Bluestar mewed.
"I have nothing to do with StarClan." I took a step back.
"You are still considered a former leader, Tigerstar. You shall have to pass our judgment before we determine your fate." The she-cat sternly replied.
"Judgment?" I growled. "Your 'judgment' means nothing to me. If I had followed that same judgment, I would have been a lowly warrior! Look at me now. I strayed from your path and became great!"
"Tigerstar." Bluestar shook her head. "The path we had made for you had several trails. You could have become a leader without having to destruct the clan's way of life!"
"How would you know? You had no part in my destiny; you were just a thorn in my path! By flicking that thorn away, I cleared the path to the protection of all the four clans! One large clan, Tigerclan, would rule the forest and become great!" I unsheathed my claws.
"You were born with the attributes of a leader. You were strong, brave, and loyal to an extent. If you had used those properly, you would have succeeded my leadership." Bluestar retorted.A misty figure with a bushy tail appeared. I gasped as I saw who it was.
"Redtail! Why are you here? Did you die?" The former ThunderClan deputy narrowed his amber eyes.
"You can't hide the truth here, Tigerstar." He spat. "Our ancestors watch you every moment of the day. They know that you murdered me out of your ambition." I gaped, then forced my mouth shut.
"We also know you brought the dogs to develop a taste for ThunderClan blood." A gray she-cat, Brindleface, stepped into the clearing. "I died because of that, Tigerstar. You have no regard for your clanmates."
"Redeem yourself, and you shall be accepted into StarClan, Tigerstar."
"You..." I hissed. I pounced onto Bluestar. Immediately, the cats disappeared, and one voice hissed in my ear.
"The chance we have given you has gone. You will never join the ranks of StarClan." The ground beneath me crumbled, and I fell into the vast darkness.