My clan was weak, and getting weaker. I was one of the lucky ones, one of the few who weren't infected. No one has died, not yet. But everyone who has been touched by the evil claw of disease is almost to weak to move. The healthy ones must hunt for the others. The symptoms started in a kit. Shaking uncontrollably, and then collapsing. You would be weak for a few moons, and then it was over. No one has gotten it twice, but we are still very weak. An attack would finish us, with almost no one to defend the camp. We would be forgotten. Nothing but a memory. I was hunting for my clan, And I felt a dark presence beside me, almost breathing on my throat. Then I collapsed. I knew I wasn't alone in my body. Who are you? I thought. I am your worst nightmare. I am a warrior of the Dark Forest, The Place Of No Stars, The Land of Endless Night. Said a dark, cold voice. Why are you here? I asked. To become the rightful leader of your clan, of course. The dark cat mewed. You sent the sickness! I gasped. Yes, the cat said, I have chosen the strangest fighter to be my host, so that I could kill and cat that will get in my way! I couldn't let that happen. I was possessed, but I still had some control over my body. Bend to my will, and you will lead your clan and never die! The cat tried to persuade me to join it. I wouldn't listen. I had to keep fighting. I stood up, my body resisting my every move, trying to pull me back. I eventually managed to start running. You are a fool, the cat said, I know where your camp is, you cannot get lost. You will fail. Your leader must pay for what they have done to me! I will have my revenge one way or another! I wondered what that meant, but I didn't have time to ponder the remark. I ran until I was far out of the territory. Where are you going? I have revenge to seek! They must pay! The Dark Cat was going completely crazy. I was getting a headache, but I couldn't afford it. The evil cat started gaining control, forcing me back the way I came. I wasn't running. My body couldn't handle the strain. My muscles were throbbing, and I felt like I was being clawed. I had to buy time until I could figure out what to do. How do I get this cat out of my head, but make sure that it cannot come back? I knew there was only one option. Using the last of my strength, I broke the possession, just for a moment. I lifted a shaking paw, extended my claw, and pushed hard against my throat. I felt blood, and I tore my own neck. Are you mad! You can't do this! My revenge! No! And with that, the cat was gone. I had saved my clan, but killed myself in the process. Then I saw my sister, who was hit by a monster soon after we had gotten our warrior names. She guided me to StarClan, where I would watch my clan, and when they were healed, I would tell them my story.