Sparkstar followed Owlstorm out on his midnight walk, keeping herself extremely low. She hid behind the small hills, keeping just out of sight. Soon, she heard voices.
"... have to keep up the illusion." It was Owlstorm's voice. He was clearly taking to someone.
"But... who?" I mutter. Owlstorm whips around, exposing the second cat. It was Aspentail!
"Come out." Owlstorm calls. "I know you're here."
Sparkstar walked calmly out, though on the inside, she was fuming.
"Well, you were right,I am here." She mews. Owlstorm's eyes widen.
"Sp-Sparkstar!" The deputy gasps.
"So, you've never been my mate, hm?" Sparkstar muses. Was this what Blueflame meant?
"No." Owlstorm seems to be gaining confidence. "I haven't. I love Aspentail."
"You do realize that Aspentail is a medicine cat, and unable to take a mate." Sparkstar mews.
"I know." Owlstorm mutters. "But we're in love, Sparkstar! Don't you know how that feels!?"
"I thought I did." Sparkstar gave a pointed glance at Owlstorm. Owlstorm looks at the ground shamefully.
"Enough. Go ahead, banish us." Aspentail finally speaks.
"Yes." Sparkstar smirks. "I will banish, Owlstorm."
The pair's eyes widen.
"What!?" They exclaim.
"Owlstorm will be banished from Windclan forever, and Aspentail will remain here, as our medicine cat. The only change being the fact that she will be under constant guard."
Sparkstar turns around, and drags Aspentail back to camp, forcing Owlstorm to follow behind.
The next day,
"And for this reason, Owlstorm will be hereby banished and Aspentail will remain under constant watch." Sparkstar declares.
The cats nodded and scowled at the two perpetrators. Owlstorm was sent away with two escorts, and Aspentail was placed in her den with a guard, satisfied, Sparkstar went into her den for the night.
She had no idea of what was to come.
One morning, about 3 moons after Owlstorm's banishment, Sparkstar was out walking, she was enjoying the fresh morning breeze in her fur, when she smelled a distinct scent.
"Owlstorm." She growled.
"You called?" A smug voice sounded from behind her. Sparkstar whirled around.
"What do you want!?" She growled, claws, slowly unsheathing.
"Simply to take my rightful position as deputy." Owlstorm mews.
"Never! You betrayed this clan!" Sparkstar spits.
"Betrayed? How? By falling in love?" Owlstorm questions.
"Yes." Sparkstar states. "The warrior code is there for a reason, and when you break it, you put everyone at risk, but you wouldn't know about that would you... rogue!"
"Why is she calling you Owlstorm? I thought your name was Storm?" A feminine voice speaks. A thin she cat steps into the clearing, she is light brown with white stripes.
"Shh, don't worry Ginger." Owlstorm, or is it... Storm, turns back to Sparkstar. "I've got this."
Sparkstar narrows her eyes.
"I choose who the deputy is, you can't be leader... Storm."
"You used my name!" Storm purred, as if greeting an old friend.
"This is the she who stole your clan?" Ginger no longer seemed timid. "Listen, Windclan belongs to my mate Storm."
Sparkstar watched with mild interest, that is until she heard the word mate.
"So, it wasn't real love anyway?" Sparkstar sighed. "You really do have no heart, what's this now... 3?"
"Yes." Storm meows. "But Ginger is my true love."
"Oh... really now?" Sparkstar smirks. "You sure do know how to toy with a she's heart, hm? First me, then Aspentail, and now poor, poor Ginger." Sparkstar gives Ginger a sympathetic glance.
"Three?" Ginger looks at Storm. "Three loves? Tell me Storm, do you really love me?"
"No." Storm growls. "I love no one, no one except... power."
"And with no allies... how are you going to gain this power?" Sparkstar asks.
"Oh, I'll have all of Windclan behind me soon." Storm purrs.
"How?" Sparkstar tilts her head.
"Very simple... BY KILLING YOU!" Storm lunged, claws outstretched. Sparkstar's eyes widen, just as he's about to hit her... Ginger steps in the way!
"Enough!" Ginger screeches. "Enough of this!"
Storm stops mid-lunge.
"Ginger?" He mews, tilting his head.
"No more... I've had enough, I am the last she cat you'll sway with your words!"
Storm begins to smirk.
"Oh, so that's how it's going to be, eh?" Storm lunges at Ginger, the she cat dodges, and snarls at Storm. Storm runs by her slashing her side, Ginger screeches in pain and whirls around, jumping onto Storm's back. Storm starts reeling in an attempt to dislodge her. Ginger scratches her claws down his sides multiple times. Finally, Storm rolls on his back, suffocating Ginger. Ginger uses her hind legs to claw his back, bright red blood glistens in the sunlight, gushing from their wounds. Storm jumps to his paws, Ginger attempts to do the same, but she's not fast enough, because of his warrior training, Storm is on top of the ginger she cat in an instant. He sinks his fangs into her throat, Ginger screeches for mercy.
"Too late." Storm smiles as he rips her throat out. Ginger spasms once, before falling limp. Sparkstar's eyes widen. Storm turns to her, giving that cocky grin that she used to love. "Your turn."
Sparkstar wastes no time in leaping upon the already weakened Storm, she kicks with her hind legs while holding onto his scruff. Storm moves to roll over, but Sparkstar jumps off.
"Even if you kill me now... I'll still have 8 lives left!" She taunts. Storm smirks.
"Oh, I know, but, you have heard of Tigerstar, right?" He mews nonchalantly. "One slash and all nine lives were ripped away."
Sparkstar's eyes start to widen in fear.
No, I won't fall for his tricks, not again!
Sparkstar snarls, once again taking the offensive stance. Storm, clearly not expecting this, starts clawing at the leader in vain.
"B-but how... no she cat can resist me!" Storm begins panting, out of breath.
"Tired already?" Sparkstar taunts. Storm lunges once again.
"Not even close." He snarls lunging for her throat. Sparkstar sees this and turns, causing him to bite her shoulder... hard. Sparkstar screeches in fury. The leader, now bound by rage, pins Storm down, she picks a claw on his throat.
"What were you saying?" Sparkstar smirks. "One scratch?"
"No... please..." Storm begs. Sparkstar chuckles.
"Hm, you didn't show mercy to Ginger. Why should I show it to you?" Sparkstar asks.
" I - I'll do anything..." Storm mews, sounding almost kit-like.
"Too late." Sparkstar mimics Storm's last word to Ginger, she then digs her claw into his flesh, slowly dragging it down, down, down, cutting into his neck, and stomach. Storm gurgles, coughing up blood. He spasms multiple times, before finally falling still.
"Goodbye... Owlstorm." Sparkstar mutters.
Then she turns and walks back to camp, leaving the scene behind, forever a memory, lost to time.