So tomorrow I will be leaving for week to go camp, so no story for awhile. At first, I planned to make it longer, but since I would be gone, I thought you guys might want a chapter, small or not, which means there will be a longer chapter next time, mainly because of the surprise I have in store. I also plan to make this longer then the Rift, but one can only hope.

Also at the end of this, it is a gathering.

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Stormhawk looked at him surprised, she opened her mouth for a minute, but only silence met him, for she couldn't form the words. Darkfury looked down, "I understand you not wanting too, I mean, I was your mentor in all" he said, "and may seem awkward to you".

Stormhawk licked his cheek, finding the courage to answer him, "of course I'll be your mate" she said, "I have always liked you, but been to afraid to say it". She felt Darkfury purr, it warmed her heart, and she pressed closer to him. She felt him want her, to be in her, and she knew he felt her urge too. "Should we?" she whispered into his ear, causing his purr to grow louder.

"We shall" he said, rubbing her flank, and licking the back of her neck. Stormhawk purred, and walked out of his grasp and leaned down, signaling him to take her. Darkfury mounted and licked his mate, and began to take her virginity, before she slapped at him. This went on for a while, each time the two growing closer and closer to each other.

When the two came back to camp, Stormhawk was still close to Darkfury, his scent made her felt protected from anything. Inside his crazed mind, Darkfury chuckled, if only she knew what he really was, and what he was capable of doing to her, it would be much more painful then losing her virginity. Darkfury licked her ear, "Dear, it's time for your vigil, I'll see you again in the morning, maybe for another hunting trip". Stormhawk chuckled, "If we do much hunting" she replied, and taking her spot to watch the camp, she felt as if nothing bad could happen tonight.

Darkfury had other plans, he wanted another trip tonight, he was hungry again, and it was time to check on the other clans. He walked into the warriors den and waited for nightfall. He then swiftly made his way out of the den, none could see him for his black blended into the dark veil of the night.

He slipped through an old worn into the walls, one that no one else knew about. He then began to head for Thunderclan, they always had the fattest cats, t most were always prime pickings out here, and he hadn't visited for a long while. He swiftly passed into the territory, making sure to cover his sent in a small stream until he reached about the middle of the territory, before changing into his true form.

He felt the strength run through his veins as he changed, he dug his large claws into the moist ground and headed off deeper into the territory, he could smell cats near, which meant meal time. He crept slowly through he shadows, and came upon his meal, a tom and a she-cat, who were licking each other's ruffled fur, the scent told him that these two had recently mated. His mouth watered at the scent of these two, they would serve for a great meal, and a message to this clan that he was still there.

He carefully padded forward, "Don't you know it's not safe in these woods?" he asked, his booming voice rang through he clearing. The two cats looked up in fear, they seemed to know they were trapped, and their screams would never be heard, they had gone far enough away from the clan so their activities wouldn't be heard.

He laughed as the tom sprang away from the frozen she-cat. Darkfury easily reached out a paw and knocked him down, "isn't the first part of being mates, protecting the other. He looked over tot eh she-cat and chuckled, her eyes were huge, and her fear scent filled the area.

He easily lunged at her, his long claws sliding into her neck, tearing her throat out. He chuckled and looked to the shivering tom, "your next" he said, digging onto the she-cat's fallen body, letting the tom watch what he did, torturing him even more. Darkfury laughed, and grabbed the tom in his jaws, not caring if the blood that stained his jaws got onto his fur.

He tossed the cat into the air and batted him around, loving the game. It was always fun to play with his food, even if it was against Starclan's so called warrior code, but there was no Starclan, or else he wouldn't be here feasting on all the tasty morsels! He watched as he tossed the tom up, he was still alive and squirng, making it even better for Darkfury.

He chuckled darkly, and flipped the tom belly side up, the tom's eyes opening in more horror. Darkfury took one of his large claws, "Time to say good night" he said darkly, lifting his claw and sliding it down the cat's body, chuckling as the cat twitched. He looked to the sky, he only had a few moments to clean up and get back to camp before anyone noticed.

(On to the next day, yes it's a bit rushed)

Every cat seemed to be talking about Stormhawk and Darkfury, how they were no together. Some questioned his motives, and why he would want the younger she-cat, others were jealous that she had gotten him before they could have. Truth was, Darkfury didn't care, tonight was the gathering and he wanted to see how the other clans were taking his messages.

Snakestar emerged from her den and took her place on the High branch. She announced all the cats that would be going with her, most were the stronger warriors, but some weren't, she knew she needed to keep her clan well protected, but no one would die tonight, Darkfury would be preoccupied at the gathering.

The Shadowclan cat's made their way to the gathering area, each climbing on the log and entering the clearing. When they arrived all the clans were there but one, Windclan. Everyone looked confused, Windclan was always there early, never late it was unlike them. Shadowclan took their normal spot, and looked around and waited, and what came surprised them immensely.

Windclan had come, but only three cats made their way into the clearing, two looked like they had been ripped apart, and the scent on them was like Darkfury's, but he had dined in Thuderclan, not in Windclan. The cats looked tired, as they made their way through the clearing. One stepped forward, the brown tom named Duskstripe.

"Our clan has been demolished" he said sadness plaguing his voice, but his scent said lies, "A great creature attacked, and killed all of our clan members".