p class="MsoNormal"Leafpaw was told to go back to the island after killing so much of Riverclan, Leafpaw had just spat at them and said; "That's why you need emme /emin your clan! You're to all too weak!" The deputy, Oakshadow, had then snarled his replied with; br / "We don't want a murderer in our clan!"Leafpaw had, at this point, turned and stormed out of the camp, she wasn't going back to the island, the clans knew about her. She wanted to spread the rumour that Riverclan was so weak that they should be taken care of. Which clan would want to do that the most? She realised that even now they had nothing to fight over; Riverclan and Thunderclan seemed to have an ancient hatred of each other. Leafpaw thought long and hard over it. emI may as well go to Thunderclan. I'll be going there eventually anyway. /emShe suddenly felt lonely. emWhat was that red haze? I couldn't control myself! Maybe if it hadn't of come I would have been able to stay with Cottonkit and Flowerspot. What's wrong with me? br / br / /emLeafpaw, watched as the Thunderclan patrol stalked a squirrel. It had been almost two weeks since she had been kicked out of Riverclan and nothing had happened between the two clans. She had been much more careful with herself, constantly putting herself on patrols, to avoid trouble with the other cats when in the camp, stalking her prey; she hadn't touched a single cat, not even her mentor. She had at first tried to not grow close to any other cat, but she felt even lonelier as the days went by. Cats had come up to her in that short period of time but she'd brushed them off. She eventually couldn't take it anymore, one day on a patrol she decided that she was young! She should act it. So she had thrown a snowball at her mentor, Sparrowface, and they had tussled for a while. She had become friends with most of the clan since then. br / br / Leafpaw had grown especially fond of one of the other apprentices her name was Darkpaw; she was cold hearted, and determined. She had also found an interest in Leafpaw. But the only personality difference between them was their priorities; Leafpaw's was control and power, Darkpaw was intent on making her clan stronger than the rest, no matter what, even if that meant killing. Leafpaw did not understand these cats' hate for death and blood, she loved it. She liked the warmth of blood and the absence of death. But these cats' were not going to have their own opinion for much longer. She would control them. br / br / Although Leafpaw liked Thunderclan, the more time she spent with them, the more she wanted to kill them. These cats were to strong willed, she could never persuade them to follow her, and they would rebel and try to kill her. She tried to push away the red haze again, thinking about killing made it stronger. She kneaded at the grass and focused on a leaf that was lying in front of her. The red haze faded, leaving her breathless when she realised she had been holding her breath. emI can't let these cats know who I am, they will hate my guts, /emshe thought sadly with a picture of Sparrowface looking at her, horror and fear in her eyes. It frightened her, to lose friends. emLosing... Losing friends... Family... Flower... /emtears sprung in her eyes, emMum? If you can hear me I'm sorry I really am! I tried to keep it a secret I really did! But I miss you so much! /emShe sprang up and raced to the camp entrance. emI'm sorry!br / br / Leaf sat looking at her two younger littermates; she loved to watch them play. Even though she was only a few moons older than them she hadn't been allowed to play her whole life. She had lost the urge to play a long time ago. She watched as they tussled, leaving small indents in the snow as they rolled around. Leaf jumped when she heard her mother sigh beside her. br / "You know you used to always ask me why you couldn't play. Did you know that?"br / "I know Mum, it wasn't really that long ago, I'm only three moons old!"br / "Oh... that's right." She muttered wistfully, "It's just you seem so grown up! I haven't seen a kit so calm in... Well forever!" She trailed off, looking sadly at Gelding and Silver. /emThey are my family emLeaf thought, looking happily from her playing littermates to her sad mother. /emThey are all that matter in this / br / Leaf woke to the sound of commotion outside. She poked her head out of the den, to see her mother and two strange cats bristling at each other, hissing and spitting. Leaf stepped out confused. br / "That's the one." One of the cats hissed through gritted teeth. The other cat leaped forward, trying to get to Leaf. She yowled and jumped back. The cat kept on coming, leaping forward and trying to hook his claws in her fur. /emThis isn't fair! I'm just a kit! What do they want with me? emShe thought trying to figure out what she had done wrong. It all happened at once, she heard the terrified cry of her littermates, she turned to see a new stranger standing over them, holding up one paw as if he was about to swipe them. Leaf leaped and pushed him aside, he yowled with pain but Leaf took no notice she had to protect her littermates, br / "Get back inside!" She hissed at Gelding and Silver. The stranger was already getting back up. A red haze swept through her vision and her mind. /emIt's so quiet and peaceful emshe thought as she felt blood drip through her claws. She blinked her eyes and the red haze was gone. She looked around herself, blood was everywhere and clumps of fur were dotted across the area. She saw the strangers' dead bodies all around her. She looked down at her paws, they were covered in blood she realised they were on a mound of fur, a body in fact. The last one she had killed before she had been released from her red haze. Through the blood she could see beautiful streaks of gold on white. She stood, shocked, as she realised who it was. br / "MUM NO!"/em/p