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Chapter Eleven: Horrors
Windstar gazed at Dreamstar for what seemed to be an eternity. His feelings inside were so conflicted! Slowly, his mind drifted to just after Firestar had told him off in their first 'meeting' at the Gathering.
"You have no need to associate with a she-cat like that," Blackstar hissed to his son. Windpaw drew a paw over his ear.
"Of course not, Father. Why would I want to?"
With an accepting nod, Blackstar left. Quick as a flash, Windpaw looked over his shoulder at the young sun-colored apprentice. Firestar's granddaughter. She knew how it was to be kin to a powerful cat. Also, she was very beautiful, he had to admit that. The moonlight practically made her fur glow, and those amber eyes were startling. There was no doubt that she was brave.
"If only ShadowClan had she-cats like that," Windpaw murmured to himself, then closed his eyes.
"Well?"
Dreamstar's voice was uncertain, something that didn't happen often. Windstar met her eyes. Such fire, that fire that had once been there, the fire that had drawn him in... it was dying out.
Because of him.
But he had to do this.
"I love you," Windstar said softly. There was a long silence, and he finally spoke.
"Go."
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Calicofur just knew something bad was happening. She could feel it in her gut. What if something hurt Dreamstar or Windstar? Her eyes traveled to where Scarletpaw and Rockpaw scuffled around on the ground, and where Birdpaw chatted with another apprentice.
The kits...
They didn't even know their father. Well, Dreamstar had spoken of Scarletpaw speaking to Windstar, but did any of them know him? Absolutely not. Their father dying before they knew him. Their mother leaving them behind.
Calicofur immediately felt maternal feelings. Every cat thought she was the kits' kin, anyway, since most thought Robinpelt was the father.
Right then, as the scuffle ended, Rockpaw began to pad towards her. She stiffened, knowing that he was going to ask her something.
"Calicofur?" He suddenly asked.
"Yes?" She murmured, pretending to be absorbed in checking her marigold over.
"I've heard rumors that Robinpelt was in love with my mother. He was your brother; is this true?"
"Why don't you ask Dreamstar?" Calicofur mewed innocently. Rockpaw rolled eyes exactly like his true father's.
"She wouldn't tell me," He sighed. "You know she wouldn't."
"Well," Calicofur began. "Yes, Robinpelt was very much in love with your mother. She was quite the beauty then-actually, she's still young, and still is. Her beauty draws many a tom in, and her fire. So, when she was an apprentice, my brother fell head over paws for her." She paused. "And she returned it."
"Oh," Rockpaw said awkwardly. "So he's my father?"
"Yes. He is."
There was a long silence in which Rockpaw looked thoughtful. Finally, the young tom spoke:
"He was a murderer, wasn't he?"
Calicofur was finally able to answer honestly.
"Yes. Yes he was."
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The unbearable pain raced through Dreamstar. She squeezed her eyes shut, only to open them and realize that this wasn't a dream after all.
"A-all right," She whispered. "As long as you won't lie to the others, I'll keep my word. I'll walk away." Slowly, she began to back into the shadows, her eyes on Windstar the entire time. Suddenly, she stopped. "But I'll always wonder: why did you want me out of your life so bad, you'd tell this story to get rid of me?"
Windstar opened his mouth to reply, but she turned and dashed towards ThunderClan territory. She had much, there. Calicofur, her best friend. A Clan that depended on her. Three kits.
Three kits fathered by Windstar.
She'd have to erase all those moons where they met from her mind. Those were over and done with. But...
How could she have been so stupid? How could she have thought that it would last? How could... how could she have fallen so hard for him?
It wasn't fair.
Angrily, Dreamstar changed her pace and went towards the lake. The lake was sanctuary. Slowly, she came closer and closer...
And skidded to a halt.
"Aaaah!"
The piercing cry of horror escaped her. A small black cat looked up from his massacre.
That's what it was. A massacre. For all over, there were fish. Fish he had ripped through, just to leave lying there in the sun to die. It seemed like every fish in the lake was on the shores, and he had his claws over one last wriggling bass.
"What are you doing?" Dreamstar yowled, trying to make her way over to him. But a paw stepped on a fish-and it turned into a cat.
But not just any cat.
"CALICOFUR!"
Lifless blue eyes stared up at her, but as she tried to revive her torn friend, Dreamstar's paw touched another fish. Smooth fur touched her pad, and she turned.
"NO!!! WINDSTAR!"
Despite what had just happened, overwhelming sadness and fear came to Dreamstar as she stared at the body of her former mate.
More cats, more loved ones, appeared as she tried to walk towards the cat. Sandstorm, her parents, more and more...
"MY KITS!"
Birdpaw and Rockpaw. Now the only fish left was the wriggling one the cat was ready to slay. Suddenly, that little black cat was replaced by a figure Dreamstar knew all too well.
Herself.
She watched as look of malice overcame her own face, and her own voice said it:
"You yourself have caused this."
That cruel look came into her eyes.
"Last one..."
And she ripped into a struggling Scarletpaw.
"NOOOOOO!"
Dreamstar blinked once, and it was gone. That horrible image was gone. She was at the lake. Frightened, she looked around, but nothing. Everything was normal.
She had had a vision.
Was it foretelling the future?
No. No, no, no! She wouldn't kill her friend, her mate, her kits... she wouldn't kill any innocent cat! A trembling came to Dreamstar's body.
Slowly, she looked into the lake. Memories of her, so young, so innocent, back when she was an apprentice entered her mind.
What she saw was a full-grown she-cat. Yes, she had good-looks, but there was a haunted look in her eyes. Like a fire burned out. This cat had seen hard times. Horrors.
And nothing could erase that, for certain.
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So, remember to apply! Btw, way back when in Invasion, people have wondered about that part where a cat was being accepted into StarClan with a kit... they wondered why it wasn't Dreamstar and Scarletkit...
Well.
Neither died. That was Ashfur, and Hollykit! Tricked ya! ;) APPLY PLEASE.
