Shadows in the Night

by TinyCDai

When the battle was over and Frostclan was driven out, every cat thought their problems were solved. But trouble rises as something happens to Scarclaw and Darkblaze that they can't handle. Hearts will be broken, Loyalties will snap, and revenge will find its way to the Lightningclan camp. This is the sequal to my first story "A Dark Scar" so if you haven't read that please do.

2. Chapter 1

Ello again,

I want you guys to do me a favor, since i cant judge my own story myself, I want you guys to read this chapter then the first chapter of my last book, and tell me what i did wrong or right or which is better. You don't need to do this i'd just appreciate it.

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yugiohfangirl: well glad your confused, because theres a lot more stuff thats going to tie in either mid-story or at the end.

now on to chapter 1! the offical beggining of the book.

Chapter 1

Scarclaws pelt was covered in battle scars, some that he barley noticed and others that still made him wince once in a while. The warmth of the late green-leaf sun soared through his pelt as he stood with the rest of his clanmates in the Lightningclan camp. The wind that slid over the bramble bushes that surrounded the camp felt soothing. The trees overhead swayed along with it, with the occasional drop of a leaf now and again.

Lightningclan had lost so many great cats the past season, including Battleslash who lost too much blood and didn't make it back to camp last night. Scarclaw will never forget the look on Silverwaters face and the way she wailed when he collapsed. Now she sat at the edge of the clearing silently eating fresh-kill. Scarclaw couldn't help but feel a pang of pity over the young she-cat. The emotions, whether it was triumph or misery, were buzzing around camp like a swarm of bees. Scarclaw, however, felt as if he could run forever. He and his brother Darkblaze had defeated Frostclan! Something that he'd never thought would be acomplished, thanks to Starclan, now is.

Standing at the entrance to the camp were Stoneclan and the remainding three cats of Solclan. A rush of saddness swept over Scarclaw as he remembered seeing the other cat of Solclan lying motionless on the ground. Goldmist was a good cat, she didn't need to die. Shaking his head he focused on what was happening around him. Stoneclan and Solclan cats were meowing goodbyes to one another as they got ready to head back onto their own territory. Another worry hit him like a blow from outstretched claws, since Frostclan was defeated how were the rest of the clans going to divide up the territory? Scarclaw pushed that thought away, and padded up to say goodbye to the Solclan cats.

"Goodbye and may StarClan light your path" he meowed, hesitated a moment and then added, "I'm sorry about Goldmist"

Dawnspirit was the cat who replied, "We are too, she was a great deputy even when it was just us four" she seemed to be lost in her memories as sadness clouded her gaze.

Wolffur shouldered past his clanmate, "We need to be on our way, we have a lot of work to do back at camp, so goodbye and good hunting"

Soon the three cats began to exit the camp, "If you ever need healing or if a cat is sick please stop by, we'd be happy to help" That was Honeyclouds voice.

Scarclaw remembered how her apprentice, and the leaders daughter, Diamondpaw, had died in battle yesterday, for a brief moment it felt like he was back a couple moons ago when cats were dying left in right and there was nothing any cat could do about it. The ginger warrior felt as if he caused the light blue she-cats death, just like he caused the former Lightningclan deputy, and his father, Venomeyes. Scarclaw felt his happiness from heartbeats before begin to ebb away, until it was replaced by dispear. The moment he saw their unmoving bodies on the ground replayed in his head over and over until Darkblaze proded his side.

"I bet Solclan won't be a hazard on border patrols for a long time" Scarclaws brother meowed with a joking tone, and let out a small mrrow of laughter.

Scarclaw looked at him and tried to act joyful for the black warriors sake. But he knew without a doubt that those moments would settle themselves in his memory until he joined StarClan. Trying to push the thought to the back of his mind, Scarclaw focused on the other cats about to leave the camp for their own territorys too.

Foxstar, leader of Stoneclan, spoke to their allies with a proud voice with a hint a relief, "I thank you all for the defeat of Frostclan" as he meowed that he shot a glare at Sharpstar, who bowed his head acknolodging his mistake. Scarclaw remembered how his own leader refused to fight Frostclan, in fact he surrendered. I can't believe he would do such a thing! I bet a moon of dawn patrols that if me and Darkblaze told him about our gift then he wouldn't have surrendered and almost had us leave the forest!

Foxstar spoke again, "And I wish for all of you a good leaf-bare, and we will see eachother next full moon" The red tabby beckoned his tail, he and his warriors streamed out through the thorn entrance to the Lightningclan camp".

One by one, each Stoneclan cat began to slide through the thorn barrier and headed in the direction of their own territory. With their tails streaming out behind them and their heads held high, the ginger warrior realized that Stoneclan had gone back to its proud unified clan again. He remembered how they pleaded Lightningclan to let them stay in their medicine caves. Well, at least now we won't have a shortage of prey! Scarclaw thought brightly to himself. The camp had grown silent, until the deputy, Shiningthorn, jumped onto a branch located beneath the Highbranch. Scarclaw could see the relief in her eyes as she started to call out regular patrols again.

Looking over at his brother, Scarclaw noticed that he and Brightgaze had gotten particurly close. The ginger warrior smiled, this is what they needed after all those moons of wondering who will be taken and killed next. But Scarclaw wondered if he should find a mate soon, then he shrugged, he just wanted to be the best warrior Lightningclan had. Scarclaw heard his name called to go on a hunting patrol with Flamestorm, Darkblaze, Stormpaw, and Dawnpaw.

The ginger warrior stood up and stretched his legs a bit before preparing to go on the hunting patrol. Sharpstar said that there would be a feast tonight because of the downfall of Frostclan, and Scarclaw wanted to bring back the plumpest piece of prey in the forest. Just as the patrol was padding toward the thorn entrance, a growl sounded behind them. Scarclaw turned around and found that most of the eyes were pointed at the entrance to the camp. Hisses of anger sounded about the clearing, Pinefire and Bramblethorn stood in front of their apprentices defensively, and most of the warriors were crouched, ready to pounce on the newcomer. The cat that padded shyly through the thorn barrier was a cream colored she-cat with a white underbelly and blue eyes. Scarclaw never thought he see her again.

Sharpstar stepped forward and growled, "What are you doing here?"

Don't you guys just love cliff hangers? i know i do :)

sorry this was a little late, i didn't have ANY time on saturday to post this.

You know, i'd like my story to get animated, i'd just love the feeling of my characters and my plot be brought to life, if "A Dark Scar" had a little more detail and actually made sense once in a while then i'd say its pretty good.

thanks for reading!