Oi mates this shit is gonna get weird okay like really fucking weird.

Chapter Twelve

Crimson was about half way through the fight when his throat got cut. Every time it hurt a fuckton and it was always the throat despite the other wounds he got which was all over his body. But there was something off they weren't at Fourtrees they were in the middle of Thunderclan territory.

"I wonder what my body looks like while we do this fighting shit." Crimson mewed as he killed a black cat that nicked his ear. Which was the second time his ears has ever been damaged and it took a small piece of his ear.

But Shade didn't answer as Crimson was thinning out the black cats. It was clear yet again that Crimson was gonna win but Crimson was slowing considerably. Because of blood loss and the lack of air thanks to his cut throat.

Then there was one left "See you next time Shade." Crimson growled. Then he killed the last cat but as he killed the last one four more appeared. "Come on Shade." Crimson growled deep in his cut throat his as it became demonic. Crimson eyes were flickering between a fierce green and his usually insane crimson. As he looked at his target he didn't register the fear in the large pale blue eyes.

That was when Crimson attacked he leaped at the blue eyed black cat. His claws connected with the cats fur which was surprisingly soft and long then the black cat let out a cry of fear. His unexpected weight and the strength of his leap drove the black cat through the ground and up against a tree root.

Crimson snarled as his blood dripped on the cat. "W-w-we w-were trying to h-help." the blue eyed black cat squeaked that was when Crimson snapped out of it. Crimson staggered off the cat as his head cleared he leaned against a tree and bled on it. He just stayed there breathing raggedly before he had the sense to heal his throat and the rest of his wounds.

"Did I hurt you?" Crimson mewed as he got off the tree. "A l-little." a young she cat voice stammered. "I am sorry let me help." Crimson mewed as a black tendril reached for the cat tentatively. When it touched her it cascaded around her pelt and seeped into to some little cuts and healed them instantly."What is your name?" Crimson asked. "Cinderpaw." Cinderpaw mewed.

Crimson turned to see the she cat with Yellowfang and Sandstorm looking at him. "I told you I didn't sleep well Sandstorm so next time two words fuck off." Crimson growled warningly. "What type of sleep is that? And sorry just trying to help." Sandstorm huffed. "I rather be treated like shit and that sleep is the only thing that keeps my bloodlust in check. And poorly at that if I do say because I still want to spill some more." Crimson growled as he padded passed the small blue eyes but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw her leg.

"I can fix that." Crimson mewed as he yawned. "Wait what!?" the she cat exclaimed. "Yeah there is a small chance that I can I never healed a bone before so why the fuck not?" Crimson mewed. "So you saying that there might be a chance that you could fix it? How?" Yellowfang asked.

"You seen me heal my neck wound and my other wounds already that's how. But this is up to you, Bluestar, and Cinderpaw because this could go wrong, very wrong. Like get one of the dark souls that reside in me gets stuck in her soul." Crimson answered as he entered camp. "Okay I'll get Bluestar." Yellowfang mewed as she padded to Bluestar's den.

As Crimson padded to the medicine cat den he felt eyes on his back and he heard whispering about him. But it didn't bother him as he entered the den and found spot to lay down while he waited. Then Bluestar, Yellowfang, and Cinderpaw padded in the den.

"What is this I hear about you might be able to heal her leg?" Bluestar asked. "I said that there might be a small chance that I can do it but it can go very wrong if I fuck up so I gonna try it on me." Crimson growled. "What do you mean by-" Yellowfang was cut off by aloud snap followed by a grunt of pain from Crimson.

Crimson let out a pained laugh as he looked at the horror in their faces. He broke his left foreleg and made the bone puncture the skin so you could see it sticking out. "Why did you do that?!" Cinderpaw exclaimed. "Glad to see you care." Crimson mewed sarcastically as he let out another pained laugh but this one was almost an insane laugh.

Then he started to focus then the darkness started to take form. Then it all went into his leg where the bone started to move back into place. But the entire time Crimson felt like his leg was slowly being eaten away by maggots. And Crimson started to grunt then the grunt turned into a low demonic sound in the back of his throat. Then came the dark memories swirling around in his head.

Then it was done there was no more pain when Crimson got up to put weight on his leg. "Well I guess it all good. But kit in all seriousness. This. Hurts. A. Fuckton. And that coming from me means it is excruciating pain. And you might get some of my memories." Crimson warned.

But Crimson didn't think he could do it again it because took everything from him. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Yellowfang asked. "Yes if it is okay." Cinderpaw mewed. "Bluestar?" Crimson asked. "Yes if she wants to." Bluestar mewed seriously.

"Lay down." Crimson ordered Cinderpaw did as she was told and laid down in her nest. Then the darkness started to seep into Cinderpaw's wounded leg. That was when she started to screech in agony but there was nothing he could do he was already in the process of moving the bone in the right place.

"Stop you're hurting her!" Yellowfang yowled. Crimson didn't even answer or move he felt his strength be sapped but there was nothing he could do. He knew that he was gonna be reduce to his ethereal form or his spirit form as one would say.

Then her screeching died down a bit then stop completely. "It's done." Crimson mewed but it wasn't his regular voice it was demonic and Crimson was fading. Cinderpaw got and put weight on her leg and sequeled in delight then jumped around like a kit.

But she stopped short when she saw Crimson leaning against the wall of the den slowly fading. "What's happening?! Are you dying?! No you can't die when you gave me so much for to little in return.

"Don't worry I'll be back but do me a favor and be friend to Ice and Jade okay? And if you experience any of my memories like killing cats and maybe a few kits that pissed me off when I was young. And don't tell anyone until I'm back." Crimson mewed the new voice scaring her. "O-okay." Cinderpaw stammered in grief and fear.

"I got a question for you." Crimson mewed weakly. "What is it?" Cinderpaw asked tentatively the grief obvious in her voice. "Medicine cat or warrior?" Crimson asked weekly. "W-warrior." Cinderpaw stammered in grief. "Why are you sad?" Crimson mewed weekly. "Bye." Crimson mewed before she could answer as he disappeared and then the endless pain started. But then he was at Fourtrees and he was with Shade then the fighting started.

"How fucking long have we been fighting Shade?" Crimson asked as he won again even though he was covered in wounds and blood. But this time instead of pain and darkness there was light then he realized that he was watching the sunrise.

"How long has it been?" Crimson murmured to himself as he shook the blood from his pelt and he noticed a cold nip in the air. Then he looked around Fourtrees till he found the great oak that is by Thunderclan territory. Then he padded in Thunderclan territory heading for the Thunderclan camp.

Crimson took it slow and enjoyed the sunshine on his pelt as he padded. He just realized that he hasn't eaten in forever when he stomach growled. He scent the air and was delighted to scent mouse Crimson dropped into a hunter's crouch.

And slowly stalked the mouse until it was in sight the he leaped and landed on its neck. Which broke it then Crimson picked the plump mouse up and found a comfortable spot. Then devoured it in a few bites and with his meal then he healed his wounds but left the scars. And with that he started back on his journey to Thunderclan.

But he stopped dead in his tracks as he heard a faint mewling of a kit. Then Crimson really shot off going through the bushes, and dead brambles. But what he saw made his blood turned to fire there in a small clearing was a badger and a kit.

Crimson jumped in front of the kit as the badger lifted a massive grey paw. As the badger swung Crimson knew there wasn't enough time to move away and protect the kit so he took the blow head on. He wasn't going to let he an innocent kit die he would rather go through the hell he just got out of.

The badger paw landed on his shoulder which drew blood and popped it out of place. Then Crimson lunged at the badger his claws met the badger's head. When his claws connected to it's head it was sent reeling Crimson took this as a chance.

And he jumped on it then started to claw it apart ripping it limb from limb. Showing no mercy as it howled in pain and agony as Crimson bathed in it's blood. Then once it was dead he turned to the kit and his jaw dropped. He saw one crimson eye to the right and deep violet to the left staring back at him.

The kit had his fire like pelt with her mother's lavender fur in swirling patterns. "I'm so sorry." Crime on mewed over and over again as he pulled the kit to him. "Who are you!? Get away from me! Help!" Jade yowled as she tried to get away from Crimson.

"Jade please don't." Crimson mewed shocked and hurt that he was being rejected from his own kit. "How do you know my name I never met you before in my life! And if I did I would hate you!" Jade yowled. That what made Crimson snap from rage and grief of being rejected. "Fine! But Jade if you ever need someone when all others fail you I will always there for you and Darkkit!" Crimson snapped from grief.

Then he let her go while he laid there the pain was too much for him to bear. What his own kit said to him it kept replaying over and over again in his head now he was dead on the inside. But there was more memories as he killed other cats as he showed no mercy. Crimson laid there his head against his paws with his eyes closed.

Crimson just laid there wondering why life was so cruel to his kind and even crueler to him. Crimson didn't even noticed when the Thunderclan cats padded into the clearing. He heard a voice growl "Get up." Crimson didn't even move. His breathing was so shallow to the point they thought he was dead.

He felt a paw prod his flank but he didn't move all he could think of was his kit and how he was rejected. "He is dead what do we do with him?" a familiar asked. "Look at all those scars on his pelt he must have been one hell of a fighter." another mewed. "And all the blood look at the badger you can barely tell that it was a badger." another exclaimed. "Let's take him back to camp and bury his body." another suggested.

"Sure sounds like a good idea." a voice agreed. Then Crimson felt someone bite into his scruff but Crimson was to consumed in grief to care anymore. Crimson just let them drag him he was wondering why life was such a bitch.

Crimson didn't even noticed when they stopped dragging him until felt another paw prod him. But this one was smaller and lighter more hesitant than the other one that prodded him before. Crimson got up to see who touched his badger blood soak pelt but to his surprise it was Jade.

"I thought you hate me my Little One." Crimson mewed softly. "I didn't know and you scared me. And now you probably hate me!" Jade cried as she pressed her head against his flank. "My daughter I would destroy all of the clans and Starclan itself and make the world drown in blood all for you if you wanted it to be. But I know I would never have to do that you, Ice, Princess, and your mother is all I have. That is how much I love you I couldn't even comprehend hating you." Crimson mewed as he put his head on top of hers as he basked at their physical contact.

"Well go back to your mother I got some cats to rant at okay my Little One?" Crimson mewed as he broke away. "Okay." Jade mewed sadly as she quietly sneaked into camp through the dirt tunnel. Crimson sat up and bite into his paw and yanked it back which popped his shoulder back into place which made a loud pop.

Then Crimson padded to the entrance of camp as he realized that it was close to sunhigh. Crimson padded through the entrance as he yawned which made him close his eyes.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" a familiar voice growled. "Kit I fixed that damned leg don't make me break it and I really don't want to. I just spent a real long time in a hellhole so don't try me. And to top it some dip shits dragged me here when I blacked out from a shit ton of flashbacks. Most of them are of me killing a lot of animals mostly cats. Still I know I swore loyalty to you if you accepted my kin but damn I didn't expect this kind of demand. What's next me pissing on Tallstar or Crookedstar?" Crimson ranted.

"Where have you been?" Bluestar asked as she padded over to him. "Like I said a hellhole." Crimson growled. "Why?" Bluestar asked. "Because I used all my power to the point I couldn't use this from so I was forced back into my ethereal form." Crimson explained.

"What is an ethereal form?" Cinderpaw asked. "I will show but not here I'll show you tomorrow." Crimson hissed so only they could here. "Why me I'm just a apprentice?" Cinderpaw asked. "Because I believe you should know what you're dealing with." Crimson mewed.

"Okay go hunt and I will talk to you tomorrow." Bluestar told Crimson. Then Crimson turned around and went on a hunting spree killing everything. He was just killing everything that was eatable no caring until he made his own freshkill pile.

That was when Crimson noticed that it was a little after sunhigh. Crimson started to run back and forth between where he had stash the prey he caught. When he went back to camp to drop off some prey he had his mouth crammed with some mice, a couple voles, and black bird.

When he turned to leave again to get more Crimson sensed someone padding behind him. He turned to see who was behind and was pleasantly surprised to see it was Graystripe. "Long time no see Graystripe wanna help me with getting the rest of the prey?" Crimson mewed cheerfully.

"Sure why not Fireheart." Graystripe meowed as he padded out of camp with Crimson. "It's Crimson." Crimson growled as he padded to where he left the prey.

It took three trips to get all the prey he caught. "Damn Crimson I think all this will feed the clan for along time." Graystripe meowed around the prey he had in his mouth as they padded into camp. "If you say so." Crimson mewed as he dropped the prey on to the huge pile.

Crimson sensed someone behind him but he knew exactly who it was. Then he felt Jade lung at him but before she could land on him Crimson backup to the side. As he did so he held out his paw to catch Jade as she stumbled.

"How are you so fast?" Jade mewed in her squeaky voice. "Because I am my Little One." Crimson mewed as he licked her ear. "Why do you call me that?" Jade asked. "What?" Crimson asked. "My Little One." Jade mewed. "You and Ice are little and your mine and you are one or ones." Crimson explained as he noticed the sun was going down.

"Time for you to go to your mother." Crimson mewed as he nudged Jade towards the nursery. As he did so Amber and Princess came out while Ice came running up to him to jump on his back. That she made in one easy leap "Why do you like jumping on my back Little One?" Crimson asked.

"It makes me feel safe." Ice mewed. "Or is it that you like the free ride." Crimson suggested. "Yeah that too." Ice agreed as Crimson stopped outside the nursery. "I gotta go okay my Little Ones?" Crimson mewed. "Okay." they both mewed in unison as the started wrestling.

Then Crimson looked at Amber's violet eyes. "Why are you even here?" Amber mewed as she padded out of the nursery. "Because I love you, Princess, Ice, and Jade. You are the only ones to show love and compassion to me instead of hatred and cruelty." Crimson mewed as he licked her ear.

"I might see you tomorrow I might not will I be back always love ya." Crimson mewed as he padded away to the gorse tunnel. Once Crimson was out in Thunderclan territory he looked for a place to sleep away from the camp.

Once Crimson settled down and fell asleep then the hell started for him the constant fighting. But still it was good practice for him as he killed everything in front of him.

When Crimson killed the last few black cats he settled down to get what sleep he could salvage. That was when he felt something shaking his left shoulder where he had deep scratch. Crimson opened his eyes to see Jade and Ice looking at him with worry and fear in their eyes. But his eyes were flickering between green and blood red then they settled on blood red.

"Little Ones your not supposed to be here why ain't you with your mothers?" Crimson asked he got up from the pool of his blood. "We sneaked out to find you." Ice mewed as leaned against him. "Then we saw the blood and we thought you were dying and you wouldn't wake up!" Jade yowled in her squeaky voice leaned against him as her little body was trembled.

That was when Crimson noticed that his blood was smeared against their pelts. That was when Crimson started to lick the blood from their pelts. "Come Little Ones your mothers are going to kill me." Crimson growled as he nudged them to their paws. Crimson stood up from where he was sitting as he took the kits back to camp where they will most likely get punished.

Crimson quickly healed his wounds but left the scars before he entered camp. "Come on go to your mothers before they cut my throat." Crimson growled as he nudged them to the nursery. As he padded behind the kits he seen Amber and Princess glaring at him the anger was very clear in their eyes.

"Hey don't look at m-" Crimson started but was cut off by Amber cuffing his ear. With her claws unsheathed right across his ear drawing blood and tearing his left ear. "Hey! Come on it isn't even my fault they're the ones that came to me in my sleep and woke me up. So don't be cuffing me." Crimson ranted as he healed his ear.

"Next time I expect you to do a flip or I'll ri-" But Amber was cut off by Princess. "The kits." Princess warned. Then Amber let out irritated growl "Go." Amber growled. Crimson turned around and left camp to go hunting but he wouldn't go on a spree that he did last time.

But still it didn't take long for him to catch a few mice as the sun steadily rose in the sky. Crimson padded back to camp when he thought they would be up and ready. Still nothing could prepare them for what they were signing up for.

After Crimson dropped off his prey at the freshkill pile he went to Bluestar's den. "Bluestar it's time I'll go get Yellowfang and Cinderpaw." Crimson hissed loud enough for her to hear. "Okay." Bluestar replied. Then Crimson headed to the medicine cat den to get Yellowfang and Cinderpaw.

He padded in the den to see Yellowfang and Cinderpaw mixing herbs. "Come I got some shit to show you." Crimson mewed. "And what shit is that?" Yellowfang asked sarcastically. "The important kind." Crimson shot back. "Well then best be going then huh?" Yellowfang asked as she finished doing what she was doing.

"Come on then I don't got all sunrise and Bluestar is waiting." Crimson growled as the padded to the entrance and waited for Bluestar. "There she is, the late, great, and beautiful Bluestar it's about damn time." Crimson mewed as Bluestar padded to them. "You calling me old?" Bluestar growled as her eyes narrowed.

"Yeah indirectly but now at least I know you're smart." Crimson mewed as they padded towards the Great Sycamore. "I'm the one that mentored you when you were an, apprentice. And yes I know I'm beautiful, and great." Bluestar shot back. "What are you going to show us?" Cinderpaw mewed. "Yeah what are you going to show us?" Yellowfang asked.

"Ever heard of a Fliwonian?" Crimson asked. "What's that?" Cinderpaw asked. "It what I am." Crimson mewed as he padded up to the base of the Great Sycamore. "What do you me-" Bluestar started but she stopped mid sentence at what Crimson turned into. And he turned into something of pure and utter terror.

"This is what I mean, what I am." Crimson's true voice rumbled deep and ancient despite his body being so young but his soul wasn't. His pelt was of fire rolling around his body with dark flames mixed with the blood red but it extremely thick it was main. He was taller and broader than any normal he was about the same size of a dog but Crimson could be much bigger. With his muzzle elongated a little bit that made him looked a little dogish and the fangs that we a mouselength long.

But what really scared them was the one pure black wing that was laced with scars that stuck out of his back. His entire body was covered in scars his left ear tip was ripped off and the scars that covered his face and muzzle. Then Crimson fluttered his wing that was when they noticed his eyes.

One was a deep blood red, and the other was a fierce deep green. But Cinderpaw started to Crimson padded slowly towards to where she was barely a mouselength away. Then she put her paw against one long and deep jagged scar on his shoulder.

"What are you?" Cinderpaw growled as she jumped up on his back to look at his wing. When she noticed a scar and a jagged bone poking through his flesh slightly. "A Fliwonian or more exactly a Blood Fire a sub breed of a Fliwonian. I am the first of my breed and the only and that is if Jade or Ice take to the demon blood in them. And if that happens I will need to take them away right away." Crimson explained.

"What happened to you? I seen and treated wounds before but nothing like this before!" Yellowfang exclaimed as he padded around him in a circle.

"My kind is different. We are born in the body of a cat but even then we are small and treated like shit. So when we first transform we usually kill all our siblings and our mother. Still when our rage and bloodlust had settled and we changed back. We still keep a good bit of our strength, speed, pain tolerance, and senses. But some of us keep it in check so you wouldn't even know if they were a Fliwonian. Or another type of demon but our kind can only be killed if another Filwonian killed another or by an angel. Only then can our souls rest in peace but if that happens the one that killed the other absorbs their powers. You still following?" Crimson explained as he stretched and flapped it.

"What happened to your other wing?" Bluestar asked but you could see she wasn't taking well by the shock in her voice. "Yeah there just a jagged scar and broken b-" Cinderpaw started but ended with a sacred yowl. As Crimson moved the bone were the missing wing was. "That i-is messed, up really messed up." Cinderpaw stammered.

"My kind is more durable then you are so we can rip each other apart literally and keep fighting. But we can heal ourselves when our shades awakens that usually happens when we are in a really bad rage. Still we need to learn a little on how to control the elements." Crimson mewed as changed back then rolled on his back to scratch it.

"You still didn't answer the question." Yellowfang growled. "My blood father Jake, or his demon name Vraceorsunth was a sex crazed bastard. I was still enraged and my bloodlust was at its peak I was in a huge twoleg place so was he. He had a poor shekit with deep violet eyes and lavender fur she wasn't even four moons old. He was going to rape her if he wasn't there I would have probably killed her myself. And we fought to the death and I won I absorb his shade and ended his life and soul but at a high price. The kit watch the entire time as we brutally rip each other apart. And you can see the price I paid to end my bloodlust we are born with evil in us. All we know is pain, misery, and grief we are driven insane by it." Crimson mewed as he slightly chuckled at the memory.

"Was Amber the kit?" Cinderpaw asked. "I don't know you tell me." Crimson mewed. "What is an ethereal form?" Bluestar asked as she processed the information that was just given. "Your soul is your ethereal form but ours is different we never necessarily die. Most of the time if we chose we are born into a new body but we keep the same breed. And our memories are inherited of our old lives but most of the time we choose to stay dead." Crimson explained as he started to groom himself which he rarely did.

"How many times have your soul been reborn?" Cinderpaw asked. "Once and my true brother killed me when I was fighting my shade. And he was recently reborn too though I bare no ill will against him. It was a fight way after the great wars in the ancient times even before Starclan and the clans." Crimson mewed as his eyes glazed over.

"How old are you? And you make it sound like you are immortal." Cinderpaw asked. "Older than even the thought of the clans older than most of the twolegs or humans as they call themselves. And no not any more I will age but very, very slowly to the point I will almost be immortal." Crimson mewed as some painful memories flashed through his head.

"Can you heal your wing?" Cinderpaw asked. "Yes with the blood of one that is pure but only angels have that and a few others." Crimson explained. "Anything else?" Crimson asked as he unsprouted his wing. "What were the Great Wars you talked about?" Bluestar asked.

"The Great Wars was when us demons fought against the angels and we won the first two. But let's say nobody won the last one." Crimson explained. "Any more?" Crimson mewed as he got up. "Are there any demons or angels in the clans?" Bluestar asked. "Well I'm not sure about Amber. But Ice is a half breed and Jade is one too but she is definitely gonna take after me. No other than me and my family there is no demons or angels. Even though most of all of you could be a direct angel descendant. Anything else?" Crimson mewed as they shook their heads no.

"Good if you don't take this to the grave I will send you to the grave." Crimson growled darkly. "Would you really?" Cinderpaw asked. "I almost killed you before if you haven't forgotten." Crimson reminded.

"We shall take this to the grave Crimson. Anything else?" Bluestar asked as she got up.

"No." Crimson mewed as he got up. "Good." Bluestar mewed as she left and headed towards the camp. "Well I'm going hunting if you need me call my name if it is life or death call my name three times." Crimson mewed as he went hunting again.

Yeah he is a demon so to don't hate mates I like this and plus now I'm gonna make chapters longer.