I need to get a gun. Ivypool shuddered as she remembered Hawkfrost collapsing in a pile of his own blood. But as much as she hated to admit it that was the only way she would be able to get to Brokenstar. And there was a good chance Hawkfrost knew where he was. But how will I get to him? Yes I definitely need a gun. Ivypool looked over at Brambleclaw who was laying on his side a haunted look in his eyes.

Brambleclaw felt an empty hole in his heart. What Scourge had done to Hawkfrost, well it could happen to anyone! How could he protect his mate from Hawkfrost's fate? He saw Ivypool looking over at him.

"Brambleclaw, I'm going to find Hawkfrost and I need you to cover for me." Ivypool looked at him imploringly

"What? You can't go out there on your own! I won't let you put yourself in danger!"

"I need to know where Brokenstar is! I will go, not you!" Ivypool stormed away. I won't let him put himself in any danger!

Brambleclaw watched her until he was sure she was fast asleep. I'll do it. No one else is getting hurt if I can help it!

It was around moonhigh when Ivypool was fast asleep that Brambleclaw made his escape. He looked up at the ceiling, trying to find a way out. He realized that the trapdoor was open, for who could scale a 10-foot tall flat wall? The guards had no need to close it. He was about to give up, when he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Ivypool was clutching an object in her sleep. It was long with a hooked claw at the end. Grappling hook! Scourge had mentioned something about that! He snatched it from Ivypool and threw it towards the door. It landed pathetically at his paws. Brambleclaw tried again, and again, but he couldn't do it. That was when he noticed a bump on the end of the grappling hook. Brambleclaw rubbed his paw on it, and the hook shot out. Eyes narrowed he aimed it at the roof of the cell, and rubbed the bump again with his paw. The hook shot out of the cell, and into the unknown world above him.

Brambleclaw hauled himself out of the cell, free at last. His paws ached, and he decided never to use a grappling hook again. He gazed about himself trying to get his bearings. Unfortunately for him, it was too dark to see anything. The only thing Brambleclaw could decipher was that he was underground. he heard a faint moaning sound coming from his left. He blindly stumbled towards it.

A little while later Brambleclaw bumped into a wall. He pressed his paws against it until he found the door. The moaning was louder now, so he knew he was in the right place. He pushed as hard as he could against the door, but it wouldn't budge. He leaned against it and sighed. Now what should I do? Brambleclaw jumped as he heard paw steps from behind him. Franticly he pressed himself up against the door.

"- Prisoners are no fun. They don't try anything, and Scourge says we can't attack them unless they do. Says they need to learn to follow the rules, and they will if it means saving their loved ones skins. Good idea, but still. They could do with some torturing."

"I agree, but at least he let us at the tabby. You should have seen his expression when Scourge shot him! He was like ahhhhhhhh! It was quite amusing! Scourge says we can use him to practice throwing knifes."

Brambleclaw flinched at the cruel cats words. He felt pity for Hawkfrost overwhelm him. He hated his half-brother, but to be used for target practice? That was unimaginable.

"Come on! Lets have some fun! 'Member that she-cat down the hall? What's her name again?"

"Maple something or other. Those clan cats names are so confusing!"

"She'll be fun. Scourge says when females get it, their energy levels rise, thus oh I don't know! Scourge is weird sometimes!" And with that, the two cats walked off.

Brambleclaw, felt disgust rise within him. Abusing a female was the ultimate sin. Scourge needed to be defeated and fast before eh hurt anyone else. Brambleclaw noticed something lying on the ground where one of the cats had been. He ran towards it hoping to find something useful. And he did. It was a card, and when he pressed it against the entrance, the door slid wide open. With a grin, Brambleclaw entered.

He saw Hawkfrost immediately. And as soon as he did he wished he didn't.

(A/N I want people to be able to read this with out throwing up, so I'm not going to describe what a cat with knife and bullet wounds looks like.)

Brambleclaw raced across the small space to Hawkfrost, who was barely conscious.

"Hawkfrost, do you know where Brokenstar is? Hawkfrost- Hawkfrost?"

Hawkfrost groaned, to weak to even scream in agony. Brambleclaw shook him roughly trying to wake Hawkfrost up.

"Yes I do. But I can't tell you."

"You will tell me if you want to live!"

"Nothing you could do to me could ever compare to what Scourge will do to me if he finds out I told you. And why would I help you?"

"We can defeat him! We can I tell you! Please Hawkfrost! We need yo-"

"I thought I would find you in here. My guard appears to have lost his card. No matter." Scourge held up a gun. "I will dispose of him quickly, but I have a problem here. And I hate problems. But this one's easy to fix."

And so Scourge was right, for it wasn't a gunshot that made Ivypool scream, it was the sound of a body hitting the cold hard floor.