'NEW' Challenges - One - Possessed
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Dewfrost blinked open her eyes in the crisp morning light. The air around her was cold, and her glittering dark blue pelt was covered in ice crystals. She pawed the ground when she realized Buglight, and herself were the only ones inside the warriors den.
Her brown eyes shifted to Buglight. Something about the newly made warrior, made her suspicious. She's seen him train sometimes, and it looked unnatural. Like someone else was controlling his every movement. His dusky brown ear twitched, as he twisted and turned, getting a turn of brown fur in his nest.
Dear StarClan... Dewfrost sighed as she stepped out into the FireClan camp walls. She sniffed the air, and spotted the leader resting on high tree. The deputy was with Smokestar, and there were warriors mingling around the fresh kill pile. She sat outside the warriors den, licking her blue and silver striped pelt when Buglight padded out, looking more tired them ever.
He twisted his brown pelt, "Hello Dewfrost."
It looked like he was straining something. His paws took him to the middle of camp. Then he stopped.
Turning his head, Dewfrost didn't like the deadly glitter in the cat's strange yellow and red eyes. His pupils narrowed, and before she could even see, or shout, Buglight was running at her.
She wasn't sure what to do at the moment. Buglight was a clanmate, and in FireClan, all clanmates were well treated in FireClan. They were all family, and Smokestar protected them. He loved every single one of them.
Buglight jumped at Dewfrost, her frozen form standing outside the warriors den. No one saw the attack, but once he lunged, half the clan was looking at them. The kits were in bed, and the apprentices were just about the wake up.
Buglight swiped his claws at Dewfrost, claws out, eyes bloodthirsty, and smacked her in the face. She blinked at Buglight, who proceeded to hiss at her.
"Who are you! You're- you're not Buglight!" Dewfrost yowled, when her mentor, when she was an apprentice, came down and stood by her side. Dewfrost hissed, at the cat who'd taken Buglight over.
His ears twitched, "You banished me, and now you do not remember?!" The cat arced his back, and hissed at them, obviously trying to make a big scene. "My name you scorn, I am Darkflight!"
The sudden outburst from the exile got the leader's attention now. Smokestar bounded down, his ash colored pelt blending in with the rocky camp walls, and dirt that let herbs and other plants grow in camp. The dawn patrol had just got back, using the smooth rock-padded path to enter camp- at the worst possible time.
"You are exiled Darkflight. Leave our warriors alone!" Smokestar shouted, his amber eyes blazing.
The cat known as Darkflight hissed, "You will never have this cat. I will forever haunt you Smoketail."
Then, after Darkflight called Smokestar by his warrior name, he released control on Buglight, for a bit. Until he mustered up enough energy to return.
This happened for a while now.
Darkflight would take over Buglight, and it happened more and more often. Once, Buglight realized this, he asked to be exiled. Smokestar had pondered his suggestion, but Buglight told him it was for the better of the clan. Soon, Smokestar agreed, and Buglight and Darkflight left.
But not for good. True to his word, Darkflight found another way to haunt Smokestar. Until his last breath.