Next chapter! -cheers- So I'm busier than you'd all imagine...except maybe Simp. -waves paw- Either way, I'm trying to update ASAP but usually the only time I find time is my Studyhall. Lol, which I obviously am not using for studying. Also, Allegiances are updated for WC

CLAN ALLEGIANCES;;

WindClan;;

Leader;

Darkstar- Dark gray tabby tom

Deputy;

Wailingcry- Sandy colored she-cat

MedicineCat;

Whiteface- Black tom w/ a white muzzle

Warriors;

Softfeather- Pale gray tabby she-cat

Snowclaw- White tom w/ long hooked claws

Crowtalon- Black and white tom w/ ice blue eyes

apprentice; Pebblepaw

Wirepelt- Dark brown tom

Jaggedtail- Brown tabby tom w/ a broken tail

Tranquilpool- Blue gray she-cat w/ bright green eyes

Brightcourage- White tom w/ tortoiseshell patches

Emberfang- Dark gray tom w/ gigner flecks

Moonwhisker- Silver tabby she-cat

Frostedpetal- Silver tabby she-cat w/ a white muzzle

Windywhisker- Gray brown tabby she-cat w/ golden-orange eyes

Kindredheart- Fluffy tortoiseshell she-cat

Blackblizzard- Tall white tom w/ black patches of fur and golden-orange eyes

Shadedjay-Blue-gray she-cat w/ dark blue eyes

Petalwhisker- Pale blue-gray she-cat

Apprentices;

Pebblepaw- White she-cat w/ blue gray patches

Bravepaw- Snow colored tom w/ ginger patches and orange eyes

Queens and Kits;

Hollyreign- Beautiful tortoiseshell she-cat w/ golden orange eyes(w/ Nativebrush)

Ficklekit and Doomkit

Chapter Two- I Shatter You

The silence was profound. Blackblizzard couldn't bring himself to talk to Snowclaw, Bravepaw or Shadedjay as they carried Nativebrush's limp form back to camp. Couldn't bring himself to open his mouth and taste the scent of burned fur. Taste Nativebrush's death in his mouth as well as smell it. He couldn't. If he did he would be sick. With grief? Or was he just too weak to face the stench?

Blackblizzard felt himself dragging his paws. Nativebrush was heavy, even with Snowclaw's help. Shadedjay was nudging Bravepaw along with gentle pushes of her muzzle every tail-length or so. Blackblizzard felt a wave of hate for the apprentice. You knew him for a day. He wanted to scream, wanted to claw the little cat's ears off. You can't possibly imagine the pain I'm feeling now! He was my FATHER!

But he couldn't bring himself to. He felt a small pinprick of irritation and shook this off. What was the point? As they weaved their way expertly through the gorse Nativebrush's pelt caught on the tendrils. Blackblizzard felt his throat close up and gently tugged him out of it. Then they were in camp, it felt as if the trip acrossed the moorland had taken moons and moments all at the same time.

"What's happened!?" Whiteface, the medicine cat, was pushing his way to the group of warriors. He smelled of milk and herbs and Blackblizzard felt a pang of horror whip through him. His mother had given birth, and his father was dead. How would they tell Hollyreign? This would break her heart!

"You'd never believe." Snowclaw choked out, gently letting Nativebrush slide to the ground. Blackblizzard felt frozen his mind whirring with panic. All he could think of was Hollyreign.

"Lightning, I swear it by StarClan I saw it." Shadedjay meowed, shivering as though she were cold. Her blue eyes were stretched wide with distress, "It hit him, right as he ran to camp to see Hollyreign..."

"Is she alright?" Blackblizzard meowed, even his voice sounded far off and Whiteface gave him a look of alarm. He was finding it hard to focus but he gave the medicine cat a piercing stare.

"Yes." Whiteface finally answered, the black tom tilted his white muzzle to Nativebrush's body and murmured something that Blackblizzard barely caught. "Is this an omen of things to come?"

He didn't register it, just drifted his gaze listlessly passed the elderly tom cat to stare dispodently at the sky. "Blackblizzard..." Shadedjay meowed, wrapping her tail around his shoulders. He shrugged her off but did little more than stare at his paws. Everything seemed to be moving at a ridiculously slow pace, yet it was all going too quickly for him. He was having so much trouble processing his thoughts.

"He's in shock." Whiteface said to Shadedjay at Blackblizzard's shoulder, "Keep him here, I'll be back in a heart-beat."

"You'll be alright Blackblizzard." Shadedjay soothed. Blackblizzard wanted to tell her that was impossible. He wasn't going to be alright. It hurt far too much to ever be alright. Whiteface returned with a bundle of herbs in his mouth.

"Eat up." The medicine cat meowed solemnly, pushing the bundle towards Blackblizzard. The white and black tom only twitched his ears and the tom added, a little irritably, "I said eat up Blackblizzard it'll make you feel better."

"How?" Blackblizzard meowed, the tom looked taken aback.

"It's in the herbs, it has properties for calming shock symptoms." The older black and white cat replied, "You need it."

Blackblizzard shrugged his shoulders, as if to say he could care less either way but he ate the bundle anyways. Even as he did this he felt his eyes begin to droop. "Mmmm..."

"Why's he fallign asleep?" Shadedjay meowed, sounding distressed.

"I put poppyseeds in the mixture. This has taken a toll on him." Whiteface replied emotionlessly, "He needs sleep."

"But the vigil!" Bravepaw croaked out.

"He's right, it'll kill Blackblizzard if..." Shadedjay's words sounded muffled and Blackblizzard yawned. Why was he upset again? What was the problem? He drifted off into a deep sleep that only drugs could give. Part of him knew he hated it, but that part was slowly drifting off. Embracing the soft warmth of darkness.

He jerked awake. Blackblizzard had never felt so cold, not in his entire life. Why...what woke me up? The black and white cat thought with a flash of confusion. He glanced around himself, trying to get his bearings. The warriors den? When...what happened...

"You're awake." Kindredheart meowed, sounding so cold. So unlike herself, "Hollyreign's finished kitting, if you want to see them."

"You sound so..." He broke off, eyes widening as his sister watched with mercilessly cold eyes. "Nativebrush...the lightning. No, tell me it was a dream Kindredheart! Tell me it was all a dream!"

She wouldn't answer him, instead she looked away. As though unable to hold his gaze any longer. Tears filled Blackblizzard's eyes, and he tore out of the den. Hollyreign, he had to see Hollyreign. He needed his mother. He didn't care if he was a warrior, he needed that unfailing kindness. That permanent strength.

"Hollyreign!" He screamed, throwing himself into the den. The tortoiseshell, lifted her head, as though confused. "Hollyreign! Mother!"

"Blackblizzard?" Worry flooded her golden-orange eyes and she wrapped her tail around her kits, automatically protective of the two. "Blackblizzard what's wrong dear? Are you alright, what's happened?"

"They..." Blackblizzard blanched. How could that be true? How could Hollyreign...not know? Fury washed over him, he stared at his paws, his breathing coming in rapid gasps. "Whiteface..." He snarled the name with so much hatred that Hollyreign flinched.

"Sweetheart..." She meowed, positioning herself between him and her kits. She was afraid of him, Blackblizzard felt a chill wash over him.

"Nativebrush...is dead." Blackblizzard spat out. She froze, her eyes widened. He actually saw her pupils get smaller, actually saw those black pinpricks shrink as the worst horror she could imagine befell her. Blackblizzard hated himself for that look, hated himself passionately for what he saw leave those golden-orange eyes at that very moment. Though he wouldn't be able to name it, not until it was too late.

"Nat...Nativebrush..." Hollyreign choked out, and Blackblizzard suddenly vividly remembered Kindredheart in the warriors den. Kindredheart with her mercilessly cold eyes, and he knew, he knew as his mother lifted her head to look for sympathy she would find none. He hated himself for that too.

"Is dead. I watched it, lightning came down from the sky. It killed him. Lightning..." He laughed hysterically, and it must have been that sound that alerted the cats out there. Frostedpetal suddenly shoved her way behind him, flashed an alarmed look from Hollyreign to Blackblizzard.

"Blackblizzard, Hollyreign, what is going on?" She demanded, a hard look flashing in her eyes as she rounded on him. His former mentor snarled, "What did you DO Blackblizzard?" That's when he realized how wrong it was, how perverse this situation. He had come here seeking comfort from his mother, and had probably shattered her heart. He'd done it so mercilessly, without even thinking.

"I-I..." Frostedpetal shot him a look that made him shut his mouth. She rushed to Hollyreign who had started wailing. When? Blackblizzard couldn't be sure. The black and white tom hesitantly stepped backwards, "No, I didn't mean to...I...she didn't know."

"So you came barging in while she was like this? I agree with you Blackblizzard, Hollyreign most certainly should have been told but-" Hollyreign suddenly lurched forward, and her two kittens fell out of the nest and began mewing pitifully. Blackblizzard stared as the she-cat bared her teeth at them, as though furious. The kittens, the little kittens. "H-Hollyreign!"

Blackblizzard lurched forward just as those claws struck out, gripped the kitten she had been aiming for by the scruff and turned his head away in one fluid motion. His body shielded the other helpless kitten and agony flared from his side as those claws bit deep into his flesh. The kittens cried harder and harder. Their small bodies trembled, as if they sensed the thing that had almost happened to them. Blackblizzard turned, and faced her, kit still dangling in her jaws.

"No, no, vermin..." She snarled and then her eyes cleared. So pained, so grief-stricken, "Get away from my kit!" She spat this out furiously and Blackblizzard dropped the kitten as gently and hastily as possible. He backed up, "Get out, get out!"

"Calm down Hollyreign..." Frostedpetal tried to soothe. The she-cat bared her fangs at her, and Frostedpetal backed away startled. "Hollreign!"

"Their names..." Hollyreign snarled, looking at her kits. Glaring at them. Why? Why was she glaring with such hatred at those two bundles, no, not the two bundles just the one. The one that was a gray brown tabby, the one that looked like Nativebrush, "Ficklekit..." She sounded as if she were in pain as she wrapped her tail around a tortoiseshell kitten, and then turned her golden-orange eyes on the tabby, "Doomkit...Doomkit..."

"That's awful!" Blackblizzard croaked but Frostedpetal shot him a look so cold that he stopped himself. He backed out of the den, could hear his former mentor's soft words as he walked away. She'll be alright, she has to be alright...

Blackblizzard was staring at his paws, Hollyreign had apparently calmed down enough to let the kittens suckle. Frostedpetal had said that she wasn't treating her kits with hostility anymore, but she seemed distant. Shadedjay rubbed against his shoulder, but Blackblizzard just wanted her to stop. It hurt, because of where Hollyreign had clawed him and he didn't feel like being close to any cat right now.

"She'll probably never be the same again." Whiteface hissed at Blackblizzard, "Because you were too mouse-brained to realize how fragile she was in this state. I'd be surprised if she'll be allowed to keep those kits..."

Blackblizzard felt fury wash over him like a hot wave. He pulled his lips back and bared his fangs at the monochromatic feline, his anger making him shake. "Shut up..."

"All your fault." Whiteface continued ruthlessly, "I bet StarClan saw what a bad seed you'll be and decided to punish you. That's why Nativebrush is dead, that's why-"

"Enough Whiteface!" The medicine cat flinched as Wailingcry shoved her sandy colored muzzle in his face. Absolute fury shone in her amber eyes, "You're job is to take care of the Clan! How could you dishonor StarClan in such a way that you'd seek to hurt another cat through words? And you were once my apprentice!"

Blackblizzard twitched his ears. Wailingcry rarely mentioned the fact that she had once been a medicine cat. She had retired after Whiteface was fully trained, only to pursue becoming a warrior. Now she was the Clan deputy, and very respected for her quick thinking and strength. Blackblizzard stared at his paws, shame burning at his ears, because as much as he respected his Clan-deputy he wished she hadn't stood up for him. After all, Whiteface was right.

Windywhisker and Kindredheart made their way to his side, their eyes haunted. Blackblizzard felt sick again, thanks to Whiteface's herbs he had missed the vigil for his father. He wished he could have said goodbye to Nativebrush. There had never been a time in his entire life where he had felt so utterly alone, even surrounded by the ones he cared about.

Sorry it was so short compared to the other one! R&R everybody! I'll start working on the next chapter ASAP!