Mysticsoul11: I don't own warriors or it's ideas or characters. It belongs to Erin Hunter. I'm getting behind on this story.. So sorry! I don't know if anyone actually likes the story, but I'm still writing. Here's another chapter! "Ambition." Tigerstar's thoughts on his life. Well this is definitely better than Bluestar's story or even Spottedleaf's. I'm so sorry for not giving you guys good quality.

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Ambition.

I do not see what was wrong with a little ambition. Sure, I wanted to take over the forest and I deceived and murdered cats to do it, but they were weak. I suppose telling my story would be beneficial.

Not many know that Spottedleaf was my older sister. Pitiful. She's weak, innocent and she deserved to die. She chose to be a medicine cat apprentice over a warriors apprentice. Even as Tigerkit, I didn't see why she didn't want to be a warrior. To fight with sharpened claws. To feel wind on your face while running. To feel the small body of a mouse under your paws. To feel power.

I could see she would do horrible as a warrior. Her thin body and muscles weren't strong enough to hurt a kit. Her claws weren't nearly as sharp as mine. Her eyes were always soft and filled with care.

I was foolish as a kit. I befriended my sister, Spottedpaw, and my littermate, Brindlekit. Both weak. They would feel my power soon.

My sister often went out to collect herbs and came back in a more joyful mood. I didn't bother learning what she was up to. I was apprentice to Thistleclaw, a strong warrior. And my father. My father was proud of me and Brindlepaw.

We would be warriors. Unlike our sister, who had to the nerve to go behind his back and ask Sunstar to be a medicine cat apprentice without even asking for his consent! I noticed that time was when my ambition began to rise. My father was a cruel mentor. I loved it. When he would swipe at my paw with unsheathed claws if I made a simple mistake. It built up a rage inside of me.

It was perfect. I would be deputy one day, I told myself, if I could deal with pain. If I could take pain without uttering a single cry. My ambition had helped me through the pain.

I imagined myself as a warrior of Thunderclan and I would scheme waiting for the day that a mistake was made. And it was made. But it was my mistake. I fell in love. The beautiful she-cat with whom I would spend my days in the nursery became an apprentice.

And I loved her. I picked daisies and brought them to her with a simple purr, we were close to becoming mates. She wanted my kits and I wanted to be the father of her kits. Spottedpaw watched us from afar, silently shaking her head.

She disapproved. She feared I would hurt my love. Foolish sister. I would hurt anyone. My mentor, my leader, my family even. But I would never hurt my love. I wanted to yowl at the top of my lungs, "I love Goldenpaw!"

Brindlepaw had too fallen in love with my best friend, a tom by the names of Darkpaw. My soon to be follower. He was a coward, but he wanted power like I did, so I knew he would be a perfect deputy for when I gained power.

My father had the perfect opportunity to gain power and rise in our Clan. Tawnyspots was about to retire. It was him or the new, but noble warrior Bluefur. Bluefur should not have had the job! Her kits were taken by a badger and Sunstar only chose her out of pity.

I was furious. How could he choose a new warrior over a senior warrior? Bluefur's only apprentice had been the weak Runningpaw too! She would be a horrible leader. And now it was even harder for me to gain a name in the Clan.

My proudest day was not even completely mine. I had to share my warrior ceremony with my sisters. I sat next to my sister, the ambition inside me telling myself to play along.

Sunstar watched us and I could see pride in my eyes. Inside, I chuckled. Sunstar was what others would call noble. I would call him pitiful. Treating the members of his clan as if they were his own kin. Many in Thunderclan did not deserve the affection they received. Sunstar would answer any question, help anyone and solve any problem. He was a problem and he wold be taken care of.

Sunstar had meowed, "Tigerpaw, Brindlepaw, do you promise to uphold the warrior code and to protect and defend your clan even at the cost of your life?"

It surprised me when Brindlepaw and I answered in harmony. "I do." We chorused. I turned to my sister with a look of disbelief. She purred silently and touched my nose with her tail. I hissed under my breath, but turned back to Sunstar.

"Then by the powers of Starclan I give your warrior names. Tigerpaw, from this moment on you will be known as Tigerclaw. Starclan honors your strength and courage and we welcome you as a full warrior of Starclan." Sunstar purred. Ha! He had given me the suffix of claw. Why Sunstar? Do you see the ambition in my eyes? The same ambition that burns in my father's eyes?

Or maybe its because you see how I have changed from the weak Tigerkit you once know to a powerful Tigerclaw? A Tigerclaw with rising ambtion.

Our little sister had to ruin the night by gaining her apprentice name. Willowpaw stole the spotlight as she became apprentice to Bluefur, whose previous apprentice had become Runningwind. And then our older sister came back during our vigil as Spottedleaf.

My ambition was not happy.

Thistleclaw was killed during a greencough epidemic. I watched as he slowly died and rage built up inside of me. No! He was the only one who could help me take over this weak Clan. My mother was moved to the elders' den. One by one, many were killed in Thunderclan.

Finally I was rising and many had fallen. Sunstar was killed during the epidemic and Bluestar became leader. I was sure she would pick me so on the night of the ceremony I sat near the base, my head raised high.

And then she annouced the words that sent rage down my spine, "Redtail shall be deputy of Thunderclan." I wanted to push my claws in her flank and tear out life after life from that miserable piece of crowfood.

I took my chance to be deputy. I watched as Oakheart was killed first and then I took my chance. I ordered my clanmates away and pounced. My fur was identical to Oakheart's so I did not fear. I unsheathed my claws slowly, enjoying the horror as it played out on Redtail's face. I scratched his underbelly first, wanting him to feel the pain. Then I bit his neck and waited. Waited for him to slowly die.

I heard a gasp and snarled. I pounced on the small apprentice, Ravenpaw. He had seen everything. All I could do to keep my secret safe was to threaten him.

He ran, ready to lie in fear and I dragged the body back.

Once again, I was ready to become deputy. And once again, I was not chosen. Instead she chose Lionheart, the noble tom. I sneered as she announced his name, this time my anger silently bubbling.

I also learned that a kittypet was let into the Clan. A kittypet that I saw had eyes only for Spottedleaf. He hung around Graypaw and Ravenpaw and I worried for my secret. But, I told myself, even if he learned my secret what could he do?

I found that Bluestar did trust me as she picked me to go with her to the Moonstone. The downside? She also picked three apprentices. It might have been tolerable if it was Dustpaw or Sandpaw, but no, the kittypet and his friends came. As we came back to camp, we found that Shadowclan was attacking. I almost purred in joy when I saw Lionheart's lifeless body. It was now my turn.

I was named deputy and my plans were set.

I was ready to get rid of Bluestar, setting a trap on the Thunderpath. I waited in the bushes, anxiously. And I did not see a battle-scarred powerful she-cat, but a fluffy gray apprentice. She fell for my trap, padding straight to the edge of the Thunderpath and was hit by the monster.

She lay, bledding and crippled, as I watched with anger. My ambition was burning for Bluestar to come next after the she-cat. To rush to her side and to be hit like the apprentice.

Bluestar would be killed, I thought with a snarl. I would be leader. I had to think of a new plan and quick. Even though Ravenpaw had been killed, I knew for certain he had told the kittypet of our little secret. And Bluestar seemed to trust Fireheart.

I planned to kill her during the chaos of a rogue attack. She would never see it coming and the Clan would tihnk she was killed by rogues. Then, as leader, the Clan would not question me.

And then once again, the kittypet intervened in my plans. I was close to putting my claws on her neck and digging it into her flesh. To ripping her claws out of her paws and to watch blood flow out of her. He attacked, pinning me down. I fought until deciding it wasn't worth it. I sneered as he asked his friend to hold me down. They dragged me out into the open. Bluestar tried to sound confident, but her voice was strained.

I was exiled and about to leave I asked my biggest supporters to come.

Darkstripe rejected, his eyes full of understanding, but widened with shock. We had spoken about this. I would offer him a chance to leave. He would decline and gain trust. Fireheartlooked amazed. I narrowed my eyes. It would be hard for Darkstripe..

I tried to offer Dustpelt and Longtail a chance to leave, but they rejected me. Both were cowards, scared of rogue life. Never wanting to leave their precious Clan. At least they would have trouble gaining back trust.

I stayed in Thunderclan territory, my muscles itching for a fight. I found an opportunity in two Shadowclan cats, both reeking of sickness. They were the perfect ploy.

I first killed Runningwind and slunk back. As planned, Whitethroat was seen standing over the body and Fireheart got defensive.

I decided then to ambush and snuck up behind him. He fought me, matching my moves almost perfectly. Help came in the form of my followers, the rogues and we outnumbered them once again until a Riverclan patrol came.

I left with a single warning.

I wandered to Shadowclan camp, where I was not greeted with snarls and hisses. There were a few defensive growls, but they were weak. In the middle of the clearing I saw two bodies that I recognized as the new leader and deputy.

The medicine cat was the first to speak, "Starclan promised us help! Here he is! Our new leader." I embraced it, letting rogues into the Clan and instantly taking power. I was now Tigerstar leader of Shadowclan.

I planned and schemed once again. This time I was going to kill Fireheart, Bluestar and their precious Clan.

I first wanted my kits in my Clan, not wishing to harm them. They would carry on my legacy. I secretly worried for Goldenflower too. I talked with Darkstripe and he planned to bring my kits to me. I knew it would hurt Goldenflower, but she would forgive me when our kits were safe. I snuck back to Thunderclan territory, feeding my dogs dead rabbits and then setting a trail.

I murdered my sister to give the dogs a taste of cat blood. I felt no pity as I ruthlessy murdered her. Thunderclan managed to outrun the dogs and lead them to the cliff. I watched as they ran. I pinned down Fireheart, my ambition getting the better of me. The dog was close to him now and about to kill him as Bluestar cannoned into the dog's side.

Fireheart was not killed, but my first goal, Bluestar, was. Firestar was now leader of Thunderclan. My first matter was to kill all half- clan pieces of crowfood. I ordered for Stonefur to kill the half- clan apprentice, but as he refused I ordered Darkstripe to kill him.

Blackfoor also had to step in, killing the tom. The apprentices and Mistyfoot escaped with the help of the kittypet and his friends. My cats ran after him, but didn't catch them. Boulder took me to Twolegplace to meet his former leader.

I tried to convince Scourge to take over the Clans, but it didn't end up like I planned. I ordered his Clan to attack and his anger, as large as mine, took over. He used his dog teeth to kill me, taking all nine of my lives painfully.

Death was not peaceful like my father's had been. It hurt more than the death of Redtail or Brindleface. Each life was ripped out. Life after Life.

My ambition stayed strong with rage as I watched over my kin. The Dark Forest surrounded me as I tried to convince me kin to take over the Clans.

Ambition.

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Mysticsoul11: That was pretty long. I thinnk it was pretty good too. What do you think? Review please!

I gained more power, my ambition growing with power. Riverclan and Shadowclan joined becoming the mighty Tigerclan.