So yes, I decided to write again, but this time a supernatural/ horror story. And before you guys go "Agh, another werecat story" Mine will be different. If you don't think so, leave a review, and the sotry will change instantly. Also, add a character form to your review, and you may see them in the story...
Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors cats, but for now I own the characters in the story, I made them up, they are mine!
Darkfury quietly padded into the clearing, only a sliver of moonlight bleed through he cover of the trees, and rippled over his black pelt, and only his bright yellow eyes shown through he darkness. He smiled, he menacing fangs peering from under his lip as he felt power grow within him. He let out a throaty laugh as he began to change, his claws growing along with a hunger that never seemed to be satisfied.
It only took a few moments and the change was finished, now no cat stood in the dark clearing, now a murderous monster, stood, looking for it's next meal. He took in a deep breath, shadow clan was all around, but he couldn't kill them all tonight, no one by one he would take them out, along with the other clans. He chuckled, since he had come and began to feast, the gathering always contained storied of disappearances and bodies found torn apart. He smiled again, because it was his doing.
He crept forward, sinking into the shadows, his prey located. In the dirt place was the beautiful Starsong, the black she-cat scattered with white spots that made every tom think of the heavens above. "Thank you Starclan for this meal" he chuckled under his breath, wondering what these cat's ancestors thought now, as more and more began to slowly fill the ranks in the sky.
He watched the she-cat for a moment, licking his lips slowly. She was the she-cat every Tom wanted, but refused all, instead she became a medicine cat; luckily for the clan there she had an apprentice, for tonight they would sadly be losing her. He crept forward, hiding just barley so his outline showed behind her back.
"Ello there Starsong, I see your quite alone" he said with a deep chuckle, watching as she turned around, her frightened look made him laugh even more. He began to stalk forwards, his large claws leaving small marks in the ground. "What- Who are you" she said stuttering, walking backwards, her tail tucked between her legs. "Your worst nightmare" he said, his yellow eyes seemed to look deep into her soul, as he continued forward. Her terror grew, "Starclan help me!" she cried out, making Darkfury's face drop a bit, but inside he was cracking up. "It's to late deary; they lead me right to ya, my new meal". He then charged and leapt out, cutting off her scream quickly, as she would have done to a small mouse.
He looked down at his prey, and grabbed her by the scruff and leapt into the tall oak beside the dirt-place. He placed her between his great paws, devouring the body quickly, leaving the ragged remains stuck between the branches for the next unlucky clan member to stumble upon her. He leapt out, going to a small pool to wash off his scent, rolling in a nearby patch of berries, giving himself his normal odd scent. He felt the power within him go down, but that was good because the sun was coming up soon.
He returned to camp, the sentry was asleep, like always, but Shadowclan didn't need a sentry, they needed to stop a killer that was one of them. He quickly slid into his den, smiling as he fell into a deep sleep. He wouldn't be hungary a long while to come, plenty of prey lived here, and one by one he would eat them all, then go in search for more prey. He then thought, there were plenty of young she-cats, he needed to take mate soon, his genes needed to be passed on. As for the poor she-cat, he knew which one to choose.
Stormpaw yawned, and got out of the apprentice's den. She was up early, like always, and her mentor Darkfury wouldn't be up anytime soon. She yawned again, feeling her heart thump harder as she thought of him. Recently she had begun to grow feelings for her mentor, something about his sleek black pelt, and bright yellow eyes drug her closer to him, making her yearn for him.
She shook off a shiver that went down her spine, and stretched out, and began to head to the Dirt-place, better go be he drilled her again. She trotted out of camp, quickly going to the dirt-place, not noticing the slow drip of blood, until she felt a drop hit her muzzle. She then looked up, confused about what would be leaving the dark crimson stains on the ground. What she saw horrified her.
Into the limbs of the tree was the twisted up body of the Medicine cat. She saw Starsky's head, her eyes stuck in the horror she must have seen before dying, detached from the still body. Her tail was missing along with her right foreleg. Her chest had been opened, the ribs pulled apart, revealing a missing heart, and a set of lungs that would breathe no more. She saw the she-cats bowels laced in the tree's limb, well what hadn't been eaten anyways.
Stormpaw's face filled with horror, and she bolted from the dirt-place, leaving a trail of dust and the body of the murdered she-cat behind. What was left of last night's events would cause more terror in the clan, nobody seemed to be safe. She ran to camp, straight into Darkfury. He looked down at her, "What is wrong Apprentice?" he asked in his smooth voice, turning Stormpaw to butter for a moment. "T-there's been another killing!" she cried out, causing the clan to freeze at what she said….