Wow. This ended up getting more reviews than I thought it was going to get. Chapter was changed slightly from my original intention but I think this is better and it helps out the plot a lot more. Okay enjoy!

Cinderheart's heart pounded in her chest while her eyes conveyed the fear of what was going to happen. It didn't take much imagination to figure it out. She shook her head quickly. "N…No. I have to go somewhere."

The ragged tom just looked at her like she had not spoken. "Now, now," he said slowly as he took a threatening step towards her while she took a step back. "Oh come on," he pleaded, "Don't be like that."

She shook her head. "No." Wait. She was a warrior. She could fight back. Claws unsheathed she threatened, "Don't come any closer or I will claw one of your ears off."

That seemed to have the opposite effect on the tom. He seemed to get more excited by this. "Oh? So you're that kind of she-cat."

The yowls of pleasure around her were throwing her concentration off a bit but Cinderheart knew she shouldn't be distracted. But…it was so hard. She had never heard anything like this before. And the moon was painfully bright and lit up everything, even the things she wished she didn't see.

The tom seemed tired of waiting for her and he charged forward and knocked Cinderheart off her paws. Her head smacked into the ground painfully and she was momentarily in shock. The tom took this single moment of no resistance as compliance.

When Cinderheart recovered from the shock she realized that the tom was sitting on top of her, his body splayed out in a way that her legs were pinned to the ground. His tongue ran over the fur on her chest slow and steady and he was slowly making his way downwards.

"No!" screamed Cinderheart but her voice was lost in the sounds of pleasure from the others. She could feel tears welling up within her eyes. She shut her eyes tightly and thought of Lionblaze. He was the one she cared about. She wanted her first to be him, not this lustful tom. Would Lionblaze even accept her after this? Would he accept a tainted mate?

The ragged tom was getting closer and closer and Cinderheart knew there was nothing she could do about it. "I'm sorry Lionblaze," she thought to herself. "I'm sorry."

"Wait."

Cinderheart felt the weight on her body disappear and she opened her eyes in confusion. The ragged tom stood next to her, his head dipped in a respectable bow. Her blue eyes turned to what the tom was bowing at.

It was a tom. For some reason Cinderheart felt her heart pound a bit harder. He was handsome, his jet black fur seemed to shine in the moonlight. Dark blue eyes stared at her. He radiated danger.

"You may go now," he said, his voice was level but it held authority. "This one, I'll take care of."

"Of course Shadow sir," said the ragged tom quickly. He shot Cinderheart a lustful look before disappearing into the crowds of cats.

The black tom's blue eyes now focused on Cinderheart. "Come with me." He turned to leave but when he noticed that Cinderheart still hadn't moved he said, "You want to stay here? Another tom will approach you and that one may be a bit more forceful than the last one."

Not really knowing what else to do, Cinderheart scrambled to her paws and followed the tom into the cave. Surprisingly, the cave had a tunnel system in the back and he took her through that. The walls had glowing moss and that lit up the way so Cinderheart had no fear of losing this tom for he could probably disappear into shadows with that dark fur of his that seemed to be a bit longer than a short-haired cat but not long enough to be considered long-haired.

She shook her head. She had to pay attention to her surroundings not this tom's fur! She had to figure out how to escape from here. Sure this tom saved her but it didn't mean he wouldn't do anything.

Now focused on her goal, the she-cat began to look closely at the tunnels they were walking in. The scents of cats were everywhere and it made Cinderheart guess that this was a living area, kind of like the bramble dens that ThunderClan cats lived in. She also noticed that there was no one around except for her and this tom. She had a feeling that everyone was probably outside doing that.

"This one," spoke the tom. He had stopped before one of the branching tunnels and he gestured for Cinderheart to go first. "Nothing's going to happen," he said in the same calm level tone when he saw her staring at it with distrust.

Cinderheart gulped. It was probably a good idea to listen to this tom. By the way the other one deferred to him, he was probably a high ranked cat here. She stepped into the side tunnel and saw it was actually a small cavern. A hole was cut into the rock wall and moonlight was pouring into the room. A moss bed was at one end and a pile of bones took up a small space. The scent of the tom was everywhere and Cinderheart guessed this was his chamber. Bile rose in her throat. She was right. He had brought her here to have his way with her.

She felt his presence behind her and she stiffened. Did she have a chance of beating him in a fight and escaping? He was much bigger than her. Those paws of his looked like they could knock her out before she could even land one hit. She shut her eyes tight. Maybe he would do it quickly and get it over with.

Nothing happened.

When she opened her eyes, he was sitting on his moss bed, his tongue running over his fur as he groomed himself. "Are you just going to stand there?" he asked, his piercing blue eyes watching her. "Unfortunately I probably won't be able to get you a moss bed in here until tomorrow but the floor should be fine unless you want to share."

"Why are you doing this?" asked Cinderheart. "Just hurry up and get it over it!"

The tom looked genuinely confused. "Do what?" He seemed to understand a moment later and he chuckled. "Oh. That. Do you want to?"

Cinderheart couldn't believe this guy. "Of course not," she cried. "But…"

"Then there's nothing to say," he said. "Just get some sleep. I won't touch you."

She didn't understand what was going on at all. Why was he letting her go? Why was he being nice to her? Deciding not to stand in the middle of the room like a mouse-brained she walked to the farthest corner of the room from the tom and sat on the cold hard floor. Her eyes watched as the tom continued his grooming. What was his deal? Why would he help her?

The tom stopped grooming and Cinderheart stiffened. She knew it. She knew this was going to happen! But he didn't move towards her. In fact he didn't even get up. His attention was on the entrance to the room.

"Oh Shadow, this night was a good one!" A she-cat walked in. Her black and white fur radiated the smell of the outside and it didn't take much for Cinderheart to tell what this she-cat had been doing. The she-cat's eyes fell on Cinderheart at the other end of the room and she laughed. "Shadow, Shadow, Shadow. What are we going to do with you? What a naughty cat you are!"

The tom, Shadow, just shook his head. "Enough Dusk."

The she-cat looked at Shadow in amusement. "I get it. You want me to leave so you can have the time of your life with her. I get it! I get it! I won't disturb you anymore!"

Shadow rolled his eyes and Cinderheart got the impression that this battering between them was quite normal. "I want Dawn to take care of her. Get her a moss bed and such. Show her around. And only Dawn," he added as he eyed her.

Dusk gasped with extreme exaggeration. "You want my sister to take care of her instead of me?" She placed a paw over her heart. "Shadow, I am heartbroken. Honestly, you will be the death of me."

"Just get Dawn to do it. I don't want you doing anything to her," said Shadow. He placed his head down on his paws.

Dusk stared at Shadow for a few moments before she walked over to Cinderheart. She stiffened as the she-cat approached. Dusk looked down at Cinderheart in amusement. "So, you must have had quite a scare out there," she said. "I hear from where you come from, you don't have the love nights."

"Love nights?" asked Cinderheart despite herself.

"Oh yes," said Dusk. She leaned forward and Cinderheart could smell many toms on her fur. "Love nights. Nights that we are allowed to have as much fun as we want. Of course if you don't want to, it's best to just stay inside. Cats get quite horney and sometimes cannot control their urges." She pulled herself back. "Just a warning for the future. Shadow won't always be around to make sure you stay pure."

"But why is he helping me?" asked Cinderheart. This she-cat disgusted her. How can she stand to have many toms have their way with her and love it? But still. Maybe she could answer some of Cinderheart's questions.

Dusk chuckled. "That is something I cannot say. Anyway. I must be going. The night is young and there are many toms I haven't gotten to yet." She seemed to sense Cinderheart's disgust even though she was already facing away from her. "You should understand something. This is normal in our lives." Dusk left and now Cinderheart was alone with Shadow.

She turned to him but his chest was slowly rising and falling. A sure sign of sleep. She had the urge to run away but where would she go? The tunnels were already confusing on the way here, how could she get out? And she didn't want to risk going outside and seeing those cats again. She shifted position on the hard stone floor and curled her body in a tight ball. Oh StarClan, she was almost raped tonight. If Shadow hadn't come then…she shivered. Thinking about it wouldn't help. Almost against her will she felt her eyelids close as she slipped off into sleep.

Linelinelineline

Where was she? Cherrykit couldn't see anything. She was in pitch black darkness. She blinked and rubbed her eyes over and over but nothing could be seen. An alarming through ran through her mind. Maybe she was blind like Jayfeather! That could be cool. Then she could become a medicine cat too! But then she wouldn't be able to see anymore. That would be sad.

Cherrykit didn't remember what happened after she was dragged into the lake. She did remember seeing Cinderheart get knocked to the ground by a gray scarred tabby tom but a huge black tom had come out of nowhere and attacked the tabby. She didn't really understand the significance of that at all. It was too confusing for her kit-brain.

"Hello?" she called out. "Am I blind?"

A sound came from her left and Cherrykit turned towards it. She saw a beacon of moonlight and some shadows before the darkness engulfed everything again. The scents of multiple cats entered Cherrykit's nose.

"Hello," said one. Cherrykit thought it sounded like a she-cat and her voice was sickly sweet.

"Hello," called back Cherrykit. "Where am I? What's going on?"

"Don't worry," purred the she-cat. "You will be told everything once you answer a few of my questions. First, where's the Resurrected?"

"Re-Re-Re what?" asked Cherrykit. What was that? What did it even mean? "I don't know what that is," said Cherrykit. "Poppyfrost said I should always ask when I don't know what a word means, what does it mean?"

The she-cat let off a short hiss. "Don't play games with me. Where's the Resurrected?"

"I don't know!" cried Cherrykit. "What's a resur-something?" She had a bad feeling, like when she accidently squished Molekit's favorite moss ball toy and hid it. She had a bad feeling when Molekit told Poppyfrost about it.

"I'll ask you one more time," hissed the she-cat. "The Resurrected. Where is it?"

"I don't know!" screamed Cherrykit. She was scared now. Her nose and ears told her some of the cats that had come with the she-cat were moving. Moving around her.

The she-cat made a sound of disgust. "Fine. Be that way. Alright then. Maybe you will be more cooperative after some persuasion."

Cherrykit was very confused now. What did she mean by that? She yelped as she felt something warm against her back. Suddenly she felt stifled as bodies seemed to press in from all around her. Cherrykit was frightened out of her mind now. What was going on? She wished she could see but it was too dark in this little space.

The she-cat screamed as she was pushed to the ground by many paws. Tongues from many cats licked her over and over in many different areas. She screamed again but it was quickly silenced as something was shoved into her small mouth. She didn't know what it was but it was moving up and down in her mouth.

A sharp pain came from the area under her tail as something was shoved into one of the holes. It tore her apart inside as whatever it was pushed in and out. What was going on!

It hurt.

Oh StarClan, it hurt so bad.

Tears streamed down Cherrykit's face from the pain. What was going on? She didn't understand. What were those things in her mouth and body that moved?

Yowls rang up around her but they weren't yowls of pain. What kind of yowls were these? She didn't understand.

Something was now rubbing against her body. What was it? It was hard, like the things in her mouth and body. What was going on? Cherrykit wished she could see. She wished the pain would stop. Her pleas weren't heard. It wouldn't stop.

Her insides felt like it was being torn apart by whatever was in her. Her screams were silenced by whatever was in her mouth though. She heard a tom yowl and felt something squirt into her mouth. Something salty and sticky that she was forced to swallow or choke. The thing in her mouth was removed and she was ready to scream at them to stop but another was shoved into it in the place of the last one.

Would this ever end? It hurt so much. She thought she could smell blood in the air. Her own blood. She felt the tom inside her shudder and felt something come out of the thing inside of her. The thing was removed but like the one in her mouth it was replaced by another.

She wanted it all to stop. She wanted all this pain to stop. "Anyone…Make it stop!"