Chapter 11- Rogue pt 2- Ace
Author's note
More than 200 people have read my story! Only a couple of them have reviewed! Maybe I should just stop updating...
-Evil kittystar
My name is Ace. It used to be Spotstar. I was the leader of a clan. But let me start at the beginning, because this is a long story.
THE EXILE OF GRASSCLAN
A gray tabby Tom with amber eyes was walking to his clan leader's den. The cat in there, Rowanstar, was becoming very frail and old. The once powerful leader was on his way to Starclan. "Rowanstar?" The Tom called out. A voice, hardly recognizable, answered, "Spotfur? Come-come over here. I must tell you something." Spotfur ran over to his leader's side. "What is it?" He asked. Rowanstar groaned with effort as he picked up a small, brown, pebble. Wait, it wasn't brown! It was gold! The frail leader spoke as best as he could. "Spotfur. I have deceived you and the clan. I am killing myself by keeping this rock. You must destroy it!" Spotfur nodded and took the rock in his jaws. As soon as he took it, Rowanstar died.
Several moons later, Spotstar had still kept the rock! The only problem was that he was infected by some sort of evilness. This must've been the cause of Rowanstar's illness! Sadly, Spotstar couldn't figure that out. Something was controlling him.
At the next gathering, Spotstar went first. He shouldn't have. "Cats of the clans! I have an announcement to make! This peacefulness cannot go on! I will become overall ruler of all of you!" He shouted. There was a gasp of shock, and then lots of voices began talking at the same time. "QUIET!" He shouted. The cats all fearfully looked up at him. "Spotstar!" Exlaimed Lilystar. "Get a grip-!" The furious leader turned on the Treeclan leader. He unsheathed his claws, and in one swipe, he killed Lilystar. She had been on her last life! Gasps and shouts of alarm came from the crowd gathered beneath him.
Sudenly, Spotstar felt like something was lifted off of his shoulders. The grassclan leader slumped to the ground. Hazelstar, the Duskclan leader, stood over him. "From this moment on," He growled. "You and Grassclan shall be exiled for the rest of your life!" His voice cracked at the end.
No. This wasn't from sadness that he was exiling someone. The sound came from the black cloud that was starting to surround them. It seemed to squeeze the cats together. "Run!" Hazelstar gasped out. The clans dispersed and ran. Only about 10 0r 20 got away, including Spotstar. They never knew what had happened to the others.
"From that day on, they became a group of rogues who had been exiled. Now you may be wondering, 'How did they live so long?' Well, the rest didn't. I had made a wish that I could live forever. Somehow, it came true. I recruted other rogues, loners and kittypets. This is our story."