NOTICE; This chapter has been revised to remove and correct errors and other things. A big thanks to x-SwiftyGirl-x for pointing these out to me.

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A small silhouette stood at the top of the hill, looking out across the moor. The night was dark, the only light coming from the thin sliver of platinum in the sky. More silhouettes lined the bottom of the hill, warping out of the shadows of ancient rocks. Narrowed eyes glinted, and the grass rustled as delicate pawsteps traced the steps their ancestors had taken to battle.

The black cat-shaped orbs stood completely still for a few everlasting seconds. Breaths caught in throats as each waited for the same thing; a twitch of a muscle, the extending of claws. Even the flick of an ear would set them off. Finally, a silvery tom stepped out of the hill shadows, his tail flickering irritably. Nobody moved, a strange reaction considering the state that each cat had just been.

"Enough of this," he hissed, words coming through clenched teeth. His tail continued to swish from left to right, but he kept his eyes emotionless and his voice mostly flat. Nobody spoke at all, waiting for another cat to come forward.

After what seemed like an eternity, another cat did come out, this time morphing from the rocks. This cat was a she-cat who also appeared to be silvery, but a calico pelt could be seen below the glare the moon cast off her pelt.

"Vhat are you talking about? You started dis!" she snarled, an accent clearly distinguishing her voice. Anger radiated off of her pelt. How dare he try to end this. He started this!

The tom took a step back. This time anger was in his voice. "And I'll finish it! Attack!" he snarled. He charged forward, his followers tagging behind him. He tackled the she-cat, his hot breath causing her to cringe. However, the she-cat had no fear in her eyes as she let out a deep snarl.

"You von't take my Clan's land, and you von't take our pride either," she snarled hatefully. She winced as the tom started to dig his claws into her shoulders and she returned the favor by kicking up as hard as she could.

He gasped, the wind knocked out of him. He rolled off of her and caught his breath, shooting her a glare. He snarled and charged at her.

The she-cat hissed at the tom and met his charge with her claws, slamming a heavy blow across his face. He staggered to the side.

"Your hatred has blinded you. It's made you veak and defenceless against your more stable enemies," she said calmly. She almost felt pity for the tom, but shoved the feeling away as he staggered to his feet.

"Liar!" he screeched and launched himself towards her. The she-cat wasn't ready for the attack and was pummeled over and felt scratches, from the thistles that layed in the brush, start to sting as they tumbled into a clump of bushes. His whole body shuddered with anger as he lowered his head to whisper in her ear.

"Your Clan has no place here," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "And there can be no Clan if there aren't any members to support it."

She felt him lick her lips then pull his head back. His jaws were parted slightly, showing off sharp, glinting teeth. His eyes had an overlay of resolution and had a background of hate. She knew he was about to kill her, but she couldn't allow that. She had to stay there for her Clan, to do what she could to protect them and be there to guide them.

His head lowered once again and his teeth stopped just a whisker width away from the soft flesh of her neck.

"Farewell, my dearest Promisestar," he whispered before circling her throat with her jaws. The first bit of pressure was applied. Promisestar snapped to her senses as she felt the first droplets of blood start to trickle down her neck. She let out a screech as he pressed farther into her neck, obviously wanting to give her a slow, agonizing death.

Promisestar kicked up with all her strength, her neck protesting as his fangs dragged against her neck flesh, causing more rips to form. However, he fell off of her and she took this chance, possibly the only she had at living. She leapt on top of him, grabbing his neck and plunging her fangs deep into his throat.

Dear StarClan, she prayed. Please let this be the right thing to do. Please let me know I made the right decision.

She could tasted the blood pouring out of his throat, but the rest of the world was tuned out. She felt him take a ragged breath, then he went still. She pulled her teeth out of his flesh and pulled away. She saw his regret trailing through his leaking scarlet life.

She wanted to cry out in victory, but in respect for his clan mates she had kept her mouth shut. She had killed a cat, not to mention he was a leader. She had taken a life. She didn't know if he had family, or if he didn't have anybody. It was all the same to her though; she didn't care.

She knew she shouldn't regret her actions. What he did would get him sent to the Dark Forest, and it was guaranteed that he would do more if she had allowed him to keep living. She heard the bushes rustle and shot around, expecting to see another one of the tom's warriors, but found herself staring into the face of her deputy, Drizzelbreeze. She could see slight shock in the deputy's eyes, but knew the other she-cat would understand.

"So you had to kill Amberstar then?" the she-cat asked, even though she knew the answer. Promisestar nodded her head, no regret in her gaze. He was gone and he had died at her claws. She had killed an evil cat, or at least she thought he was evil.

"May he not rest in peace," Drizzelbreeze murmured quietly. Seeing that it didn't soothe her leader, she decided it was time to go back to camp. "Come on," she whispered quietly to her leader. Promisestar nodded subtly and followed her deputy.

They padded out of the brush to see that the battle had ended. Promisestar's clan had won, leaving Amberstar's clan to find his body. A few of Amberstar's warriors rushed past her and yowls of surprise, but none of grief, echoed through the battle ground. Promisestar only heard a faint echo of the wails as they padded away.

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Edit; Please read the top AN

Wow, I didn't expect to write this much. I still think it's a little short, though. Anyways, I felt like writing and I was actually quite pleased with this, so I decided that I would turn it into a story. The clan will be up on the next update, so then you'll meet all of the clanmates. Yeah, I know, I should be working on Dangerous notes, but I didn't feel like writing about slendy at the moment. I'll try to get a chapter up soon, though.