Current Author's note: I am back! Sorry about the hiatus, and sorry about the wait for the next chapter. I also cut it off at a convenient part, as well. So here you go, a fresh 1,800 word chapter. Enjoy as always!
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Charecters
Blueblaze: A white-blue she-cat with blue eyes. The primary point of view, she is cold, meticulous, and the thinker. She relies on offense and full out attack for destroying her foes. She thinks about a lot of things, and is sometimes oblivious to all of them. She will seek revenge, even if it does not appear if so. She has memories stored in her brain of her past self: Bluestar.
Feathercloud: A gray she-cat with white dappled throughout her tail, legs and face and amber eyes. She is solemn, serious, and sometimes idiosyncratic. She has a very defensive fighting style, constantly trying to feint, escape and has been under influences of aggression, and therefore changed her style. She is the reincarnation of Feathertail.
Dovepaw: A gray she-cat with bright green eyes. She tends not to fight, making it hard to earn apprenticeship, but when she does (no meme intended), she goes with the flow and still is a force to be reckoned with. She takes a vantage point from all sides, and will judge fairly. She has a guardian cat sent from the stars, who can communicate with her at any period at time. She has entered into a massive point of view change, and has gone insane. She also has an abnormal power bestowed to her.
Skyleap: Blueblaze's unknown lover. A cloud-white tom with crystalline eyes and fur, textured like a twoleg carpet. He is a friend of StarClan, and also knows several secrets involving the three, unknown to all three. He also is StarClan's final lorekeeper, which makes him very precious to lose.
Grassclaw: An amber she-cat with green, grass-colored eyes. She is Dovekit's, Bluepaw's and Featherkit's Mother, and her personality is a hybrid of the three's fighting types. She would describe herself as 'choosing her own personality'.
Hawkstar: The leader of ForestClan. Previously Hawkfrost.
Tigerstar: Known as The Star-Slayer. He was said to extinct an inverse and evil reality known as the Stars, and gave his life in them, forming a single star that he is said to possess. (The sun)
Lionblaze: The deputy of ForestClan. He was a double agent in the Battle of The Stars, and became deputy by doing this. (Spoilers: NOT DECEASED)
This list is updated as the story progresses.
Clans and Rules:
DarkClan: Resting in RiverClan's and ShadowClan's previous territory, this Clan is the most plentiful in prey. They are apparently guardians of a secret place the Warriors call the Moonpool. Said to be named after a cat.
ForestClan:Resting in ThunderClan's and WindClan's territory, this Clan is very swift and dangerous to go up against in a battle. They seem to be feared upon DarkClan and is sometimes used as a swear. They really are slightly weak, and ForestClan spends too much time preparing for an attack from them.
Warrior Code:
Rule One:
Disobeyment of any rules results in death.
Rule Two:
Earners (kits for slang) must prove they are worthy of becoming a learner (apprentice). Then a learner must prove themselves in the daily training session several times to become a fighter (Warrior) where they pick their suffix that they will be known by and become a Warrior. If you prove of no use to us, it is a rule broken. We will not hesitate to kill you even if you are a kit.
Rule Three:
Anyone older than you will be respected.
Rule Four:
Crossing a border is not permitted.
Rule Five:
Do not figure out what the Unknowns know. Punishment is immediate death.
Rule Six:
Usurps of any spot will not be permitted.
Rule Seven:
If you escape, we will kill you.
Prologue: The Darkest Dawn
As soon as Brambleclaw had the news, he had mental glitch in computing events, and entered into a massive hysteria.
All of the Three were dead.
At least two of them; Lionblaze was a traitor. If the Dark Forest were sincerely infinite as they promised, the last hope that StarClan promised was nonexistent.
Every apprentice was dead.
As the corpses piled in, the Place of No Stars just continued to get stronger. Cats that were dead for decades joined into the fight for vengeance, or for some other reason Brambleclaw couldn't foresee.
WindClan was dead.
Eventually, there was no aid, no nice little remarks, and no messages about the dead.
ShadowClan was dead.
It reached a point to where there was only one thing to do. Surrender. Brambleclaw decided he would go limp to avoid pain, and give the Clans to the Dark Forest.
There are neither kits nor queens left.
He knew it was the only way. There would always be the one rebel who would continue the war.
Every cat from every Clan would express themselves as rogue, and would be.
Brambleclaw didn't know who it was going to be. But it was going to be.
Every leader was dead.
He rushed into the battle at full force, with little there besides a few rouges trying to escape and made sure to get pinned by the first Dark Forest cat he saw (which happened to be Hawkfrost).
"We, the Clans surrender. You have done too much pain for us to handle." Brambleclaw spoke with the unity of the remains of the Clans.
Hawkfrost was quiet for a few moments as he took in the fact that their 'Clan' had accomplished victory. They took their time planning out strategy, and doing things no cat thought was in the reach of possible. He let a smug smile expand on him and immediately shared the news.
"Did the Clans really give up that quickly?" Brambleclaw wondered how infinite the Place of No Stars really was, if the Clans were 'quick to give up'. He sat guarded by two other Dark Forest cats in despair and dismay.
Could I have fought and won the battle? Could I not have tried to surrender?
But then he remembered the hopelessness and darkness that he felt, and still did. He could not be pushed from the mini-den that he made to shelter himself.
But despite any form of darkness whatsoever, one spark of hope remained.
There was a dawn approaching, but it was immensely dark. Dusk was almost lighter than the dawn, but despite the flaws of it, it's still a dawn. It was still one spark of hope that could save the Clans. There was so little hope left, but still enough. The last hope that StarClan spoke of had truly arrived.
Brambleclaw felt a few tears run through his eye, and dripped out. He relaxed, and let his punishment come to him, with knowing there was so small amount of the thing called hope left out in the open, but with even some invisible, remained motionless.
There were more tears falling now as the Dark Forest initiated their revenge. Hawkfrost approached Brambleclaw, knowing that he decided what the Clan's fate was. "We are going to take over the Clans. We will name the remade Clans DarkClan and ForestClan." Hawkfrost spoke, with blissfulness and cheerfulness.
"You have lost. You are puny, weak fox-hearts. You decided to try to mess with us, sending spies, you even had a point to where you had to unite. We are one Clan… we do not need that," Hawkfrost cruelly explained. "It will begin next sunrise. Do not miss it."
The aftermath was apocalyptic.
Almost all of the dens were destroyed, the camp was looted and ravaged, and blood stained the ground literally almost everywhere.
This caused a growing fury in Brambleclaw, and his senses took control.
He turned back, and ran as fast as possible toward Hawkfrost, making an adrenaline injection on a higher level than Brambleclaw imagined. Brambleclaw aimed straight to the neck while Hawkfrost moved and retaliated with a slash to the feet, trying to get him to flinch into the trap. Then Brambleclaw leaped, and aimed straight for the head, while Hawkfrost dodged, and pinned Brambleclaw down and recklessly slit his throat, killing him almost instantly, with just enough time to utter "Why..?"
Hawkfrost gathered the remains of the Clans, and they came out of fear. "You cannot win, therefore Brambleclaw surrendered for you," Hawkfrost spoke atop the central rock in the ThunderClan camp. "I have taken over the Clans, made a new Warrior Code, and did so much more and better."
The fallen wanted to protest. The fallen wanted to shout, "You will never!" The fallen wanted to riot and kill the Dark Forest, but they couldn't.
There was truly no hope. A dawn had risen, but so little light was inside it, and there was no point in it there, but one day it would ascend in vibrancy, and it would be sun-high, and the cats would rejoice, say, "Our savior has come!" And they would remember the darkest dawn, and when the Dark Forest wasn't.
Welcome to Dark Auroras.
PLOTLINE I: The Abyss of Dreams
