Meh, i only got two reviews for the last chapter! At least four on this one! PWEEEEEEZE?
"Split, how are you feeling today?" Whistlewater poked her head into Splits' room, her blue eyes filled with concern over one of her saviors. The golden-brown she-cat grumbled, shoving her nose between her paws darkly. It has been two days now, her belly was swollen with Blackness' kits, and after the night Brick had told her she smelt good, he had not talked to her, or even looked at her. In fact, it was almost like he was avoiding her.
"It's almost time for your kitting," Whistlewater pulled herself into Splits' room and poked some moss closer around her, "Would you like me to get you some food? You'll need all the energy you can get." Split grumbled and glanced away from Whistlewater, who sighed and sat down next to her, laying her tail on her shoulder gently.
"I was prepared to share my life with him," whispered Split, feeling her eyes burn, "I was ready to come back and stay here forever with him. I was ready to live with him. Dammit, why does he have to be such a jerk sometimes!" she pounded her paw on the ground, and Whistlewater sighed, tapped her tail gently on Splits' shoulder.
"My brother is very sensitive," she sighed, "He doesn't hate you, he wants to find a way to avenge you and the pain you're going through right now. He's up all night ever since the attack in the Kings Library studying magic that can reverse it, but none that he has learned or discovered can. He is desperate to fix this, Split, and you will just have to bear with it until it is over."
Split sighed, and glanced back over to Whitewater while a split of pain ran through her body. Her eyes dilated, and she let out a cry of distraught as she entered kitting.
"King Fenseris!" Whistlewater called through the alcove, "Brother! Rainpatter! Come quickly!" All three cats stopped what they were doing and jumped into the alcove, rushing to where Whistlewater was by Splits' side.
"What's wrong?" demanded Fenseris, leaping over to Whistlewaters' side. She was trembling, and pushing Splits' three still born black kits out of the way. They appeared to be the only ones in her litter, and Falconwing felt his insides clench at the unnecessary kitting. But what startled him even more was Split, her eyes still clouded in pain, claws extended and mouth agape in shock.
Dead from kitting.
"FATE!" snarled Falconwing, bursting into the throne room, tail thrashing, "DESTINY! WHERE ARE YOU BASTARDS?!" (a/n, sorry for the swearing). Dropping his head, he hooked his lower mouth onto the necklace around the pendant and jerked it off, throwing it into the air as the four others joined him in the throne room.
The necklace glittered in midair for a moment, and caught itself, suspended in the air, glowing in the center and opening a small tear into the Eternal Twilight, where a small black tom jumped through, shaking his pelt from the trip. He recovered in time, however, to dodge a crushing blow from one of Falconwings' claws.
"Why the hell did Split have to die?" he snarled, jumping again at Destiny, who dodged again, "Wasn't she important? Wasn't she relevant? When she arrived here, her only thought were to serve you and Fate, and now you go and kill her?"
"She wasn't meant to die!" snarled Destiny, jumping back and out of Falconwings' range. His eyes crossed over the grief-stricken faces of Whistlewater and Rainpatter, and Bricks' hard eyes focused on him and Splits' limp body next to her three dead kits.
"You didn't care about her, did you?" hissed Falconwing, claws digging into the ground, "She was disposable to you!" Destinies' eyes shot back to Falconwing, narrowing harshly.
"Fate knows it as well as I do!" snarled Destiny, fur bristling, "If Fate wasn't around, I would've chosen Split as my mate!" Fenseris' eyes widened, as did Rainpatter and Whistlewaters, but Bricks remained the same. Destiny grumbled and thrashed his tail, "Split was a lovely young she-cat, as beautiful as Fate and just as sweet. But she's dead, and if you want to bring her back, you'll have to Wish her back." At that moment a second tear opened into the throne room and a slim, translucent white she-cat with milky gray eyes jumped through.
"Someone has a wish to make?" she giggled, eyes glittering. Falconwing felt his legs tremble, the last time he had been in contact with her was when he had killed her, or rather, her body. Now she looked at him without hatred or revenge, but rather thanks.
"You saved Dreams and I," she said, reading his mind, "You saved the forest, I cannot hate you." She padded closer to Falconwing now, almost touching his nose, "Now, what is your wish, little Falconpaw?" the king narrowed his eyes.
"Bring Split back from the dead just like how you did with Woodflower." He growled. Wish sighed, stepping back and glancing at Split.
"She is too dead to be brought back with the memory," she sighed, "But, perhaps something elseā¦" she glanced slyly over towards Falconwing and smiled, "How about your eyes? They'll pay the price."
"Deal," Falconwing growled without hesitation. Wish began reaching towards Falconwing but Brick stepped forward now, pushing Fenseris aside.
"I'll pay," he growled, "I'll give up my eyes for Split." Wish paused and pulled back, examining Brick closer now.
"Your eyes won't be enough," murmured Wish, "You love Split, more then yourself, close to your sister. Just like father..." she laughed, "That will be a good price!" pulled up close to Brick now and touching his nose she whispered the price.
"The price will be the memory of your sister."
Ooch, alot happened in this chaper. Let's recap!
1. Split feels like Brick hates her because she's pregnant
2. Split dies during kitting
3. Falconwing looses his temper after Split dies and summons Destiny
4. Destiny reveals that he loves Split and Fate
5. Wish comes to bring Split back to life with Falconwings' eyes
6. Brick takes Falconwings' place
7. Wish decides the appropreate price is the memory of his beloved sister
Whew, and the book has two more chapters left!
