The Blood Puddle

by Bluefeatherfrost

What if Brokenstar had a sister that was kept secret from the clans as a murder weapon. The main target on Puddlefangs list Fireheart the deputy of Thunderclan. But with the lack of outdoor interactions will she be able to finish her work undetected? Or will someone on the inside blow her cover?

1. Death List

The blood puddle

Puddlefang- Murky brown she-cat with bright blue eyes

Chapter 1

Puddlefang woke to the sunlight streaming through the tree hollow. Stretching and padding out of the den she nodded to her guard Stumpytail before padding in between the nursery and the hollow walls into the camp. Sister to Brokenstar Puddlefang was kept hidden from the other clans as a secret weapon. Puddlefang quite liked not having to communicate with the other clans since it kept her away from the weak minded. She and Blackfoot even created her den behind the nursery walls so when visitors came her scent was kept behind camp walls. But today was different, Brokenstar called her to his den at dawn for important matters.

Walking up the small grassy slope she waited outside the den. "Come in." Brokenstar growled from inside. Pelt prickling Puddlefang padded in. "Oh it's you." Brokenstar meowed his gaze softening. He gestured with his broken tail to sit next to him. As she made herself comfortable Brokenstar started speaking. "I'm sorry for keeping you in your den for the last quarter moon." His sharp gaze locked with hers. "But it had to be done. You are to kill Thunderclan cats that I told you about earlier as a loner named Puddle and kill the flea-bitten deputy Fireheart. I know I can trust you of all cats." Puddlefang well Puddle now eyes glowed with ambition. "I won't let you down the clans will soon bow down to us." Brokenstar nodded. "You may leave now.

Running past the dawn patrol Puddle broke into a trot to the Shadowclan border so she seemed like a passing rouge. She must start checking cats off her kill list that Brokenstar gave her the moon before. The first cat Whitestorm. Climbing a tree along the border Puddle climbed as high as she could to still attack without being seen from any passing patrols. As she approached the Thunderpath she spotted a white pelt. Cautiously she slid down the tree following silently behind. Whitestorm was alone. Quickly she leaped digging into his shoulders. Whitestorm yowled in surprise rolling onto his back crushing Puddle underneath. Going limp Whitestorm held his ground not falling for it. Puddle then clawed as Whitestorm left his belly exposed.

She laughed as blood pooled around her paws. Whitestorm howled in pain before biting inches from her neck. Puddle panicked as black dot came across her vision. Kicking her back legs Whitestorm landed against a tree with a sickening crunch. Broken ribs. Easing herself to her paws Puddle padded over to Whitestorm who lay on his side eyes glazed with pain as blood pooled around them. "Who are you"Whitestorm meowed hoarsely. Eyes gleaming Puddle leaned down and whispered in his ear "I am the end of Thunderclan." Before slicing his throat open and running out of clan territory.