Disclaimer: I do not own warriors or any of these characters. They belong to Erin Hunter. However, I came up with the idea after wondering who the cats were related to.

Tigerstar flew at Scourge, yowling. I felt shocked; the smaller cat would be killed. I could not help wondering who his parents were. But then, I reflected, they were BloodClan. They did not care for kin.

My shock when Tigerstar was killed at the claws of Scourge is unexplainable. I felt grief and terror; now I was alone. But I felt a little relieved. The cat who had driven out Ravenpaw was gone forever.

Or so I thought.

The night before the battle with BloodClan, as I sat in the old TigerClan camp, Tigerstar came to me in my sleep. He was in a forest I did not recognise; but now I know it was this forest. He spoke to me.

He told me to kill Firestar.

"It is his fault, Darkstripe. He could have stopped Scourge but he didn't. He let me die. He deserves to die," Tigerstar whispered in my ear. I nodded. Even though he was dead, Tigerstar could still dictate my actions.

I made my own way to the battle. I could scent the cats form RiverClan and ShadowClan, and the cats from BloodClan. But I did not join either. I would make up my mind when the time came, but not now. Tigerstar or Firestar? Would I follow the instructions of the leader who had driven out my son, or would I fight on the side of the leader who had saved my son?

I could not stop myself. I wanted to fight on the side of Firestar, I truly did. When I raced towards him, I was going to offer him my help for LionClan. But it was not to be.

The spirit of Tigerstar was running besides me. I could not offer my help to the ginger tom with Tigerstar there. Still I had to keep my real ambitions secret. Even though he was dead I could not let him know that Ravenpaw was my son. I had to kill Firestar for him. He was relying on me. Even though he was dead and gone, I still had to prove myself to him.

I had to prove myself to the cat who forced my son away.

I breathed in the scent of blood, and with all of my strength I attacked the ginger tom. All of the pain I had felt when losing Ravenpaw roiled in my mind and stabbed me harshly. I fought bitterly against Firestar. Tigerstar had twisted my mind to make me believe that Firestar had to die. But I was wrong.

Graystripe leapt towards me as I tussled with Firestar. The clearing was full of screeching, writhing cats but he leapt towards his best friend, to try to save him from me.

I felt pain in the back of my neck as his fangs met. The pain erupted, paralysing me until I hung limply from his jaws. My vision blurred, until I could see no cat. "It's all gone..." I gurgled. I knew then I was dying. I would never see Ravenpaw again. As my senses failed, the last thing I saw in my minds eye was my son, sitting besides Sasha and my daughters.