Warriors: The Forbidden Fruit - Chapter 10
In this Chapter, we see more of the plot... :) Thanks for waiting for this chapter.
I do not own Warriors - Erin Hunter does.
Chapter 10
"Wake to see
Your true emancipation is a fantasy
Policies
Have risen up and overcome the brave
Greatness dies
Unsung and lost, invisible to history
Embedded spies
Brainwashing our children to be mean
You don't have long
I am on to you
The time, it has come to destroy
Your supremacy
Supremacy"
-"Supremacy" by Muse
Jayfeather
Jayfeather's lips curled back in a as he faced his half-brother. "What are you doing here mange-pelt?!" he hissed. As he looked around, he noticed that the other medicine cats were missing. Where are they? Am I still dreaming? he wondered before pushing the trivial thoughts from his mind and focusing on Breezepelt.
"Keep your fur on, brother dearest. I'm not going to hurt you… yet. I've been sent to deliver a message," Breezepelt replied with a sneer.
Everything about the black tom told Jayfeather not to let his guard down, so he kept his claws unsheathed, ready to defend himself. "Anyone foolish enough to send you to relay a message does not deserve to be listened to," he growled, his fur bristling. This wasn't right—it couldn't be. Why was Breezepelt allowed on StarClan ground—holy ground—after he had trained alongside Dark Forest warriors. Why hadn't StarClan forbade him to set paw here again? And where were the other medicine cats?
"You'd be surprised how many trust me even after my… mistakes at the Great Battle," Breezepelt meowed, beginning to circle him. Jayfeather could hear his paws run across the stone of the hollow of the Moonpool, and was disgusted by it. Cats like him do not belong in the presence of StarClan! "Cats seem to… respect me actually. They fear me, and fear what I could do to them if they do not follow my will."
Jayfeather allowed a growl to rip from his chest. He was not exactly the calmest, level-headed cat in ThunderClan, but there was something about Breezepelt that just utterly repulsed him. "StarClan will dispose of you one day, and then you will go down with your former Clan-mates were you belong!" he spat, crouching down and struggling not to spring.
Breezepelt smiled as if he hadn't even heard Jayfeather's words. "I know about your pathetic little romance with that crippled she-cat, and so do three other individuals. I also know that you killed Flametail that day on the lake when the ice broke."
The gray cat let out a yowl of rage and stomped his paw on the ground. He was so tired of all these accusations. He did not kill Flametail! Flametail told Littlecloud, the former ShadowClan medicine cat, that Jayfeather had tried to save him! Why did they still persist the lie? "I didn't! I did not kill him, you lying, fox-faced son of a badger, and you know it!" he screeched.
"Perhaps I do," his black brother allowed, continuing to circle him. "But there are others who don't believe you, or your little StarClan hoax."
Dawnpelt and Tigerheart, Jayfeather thought. That was obvious. They clearly blamed him for the death of their brother and would except no other explanation. But who is the third cat? Breezepelt mentioned a third… There is no way that any of the others could know about my affections for Briarlight unless they were inside ThunderClan and had been watching us… But the only one who knows is… Leafpool! But… would she really tell them?
"Well then they are all mouse-brained fools blinded by grief and stupidity!" Jayfeather hissed half-heartedly. Even though the words left his mouth, his mind was somewhere else, the wheels turning as he struggled to figure out who the third cat Breezepelt spoke of was.
"Grief can breed hate you know," Breezepelt commented without warning. "I know that much… They really do hate you, and they will not stop until the one thing you love above all else is dead."
His half-brother needn't elaborate any further. Jayfeather's blood ran cold in his veins as he deciphered the clear meaning: Briarlight would be killed by one of them eventually, and he had to protect her. They will not kill her! I will do whatever I have to to make her safe again. "Where are the other medicine cats?" he inquired despite the wail that rose in the back of his throat.
"Gone," he replied simply. "ShadowClan never arrived, and the other two had left once I'd shown up."
Jayfeather kept his ears and mouth ajar, carefully tracking Breezepelt's movements. Slowly, he began to make his way out of the hollow toward the WindClan territory. He could hear Breezepelt keeping pace with him, not about to let him slip away. An icy wind suddenly slapped Jayfeather in the face. He smelt rain on the wind and that made him curl his lips back. The heaviness in the air that came along with rain seemed to make Jayfeather's bones ache, and aspect of rain along with all of the revelations he'd received that morning did not seem appealing. "If you aren't going to kill me," Jayfeather began trying to get Breezepelt into a monologue so he could escape and find a ThunderClan patrol. "Then why did you come here to tell me of their plans? Wouldn't you, Tigerheart, Dawnpelt, and the fourth want the element of surprise?" he sneered.
The black tom stepped in front of him before he could even reach the mouth of hollow. "Because it's more fun this way," Breezepelt meowed, as if the answer were obvious. He let out a low, sick chuckle. "We want some… er… competition shall we call it?—in this game, Jayfeather."
"You call this a game, and if it is, it a sick and twisted one! How dare you speak of deliberate murder on sacred ground!?" hear nearly yowled in outrage. Breezepelt must have some nerve after training with the Dark Forest that he returns to the presence of StarClan. "I hope that StarClan sends you to the deepest, darkest part of the Dark Forest where you belong you snake-tongued traitor!"
The WindClan cat just chuckled once more. "StarClan are a bunch of weak fools! They know nothing of me, or of the power of the Dark Forest! They can do nothing to harm me."
Just then, thunder cracked, and Jayfeather could tell by the sounds and Breezepelt's reaction that lighting flashed across the sky. It struck the ground very close to the tip of his half-brother's tail causing him to cry out in surprise and shock. Without another word, he pelted out of the hollow and back toward his own territory. "Well that's a WindClan cat doing what it does best—run," Jayfeather meowed, laughing at himself. He raised his head to the cloudy sky above, and even though he couldn't see, he knew that StarClan was up there. "So you're still watching out for me, huh?" he wondered aloud before beginning the long trek back to camp.
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