A Feather in a Storm
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Time may seem to slow down in the next chapter or two. If you read the Last Hope, I noticed that the battle seemed short. I don't want mine to be like that. So this battle will last a few chapters. At least one more.
Also, my writing style may seem to change when writing the battle. This will be because I have not written many before, so I am not too experienced with them.
I put a POV change in this chapter, and I know that you'll hate me for it, but I don't want the chapter to go too quickly.
Chapter 33
A Lost Hero (Stormfeather)
Stormfeather dodged a blow from a Pride cat. They had not been fighting long, and the battle was strong. It was like a cruel dance, beautiful yet horrible, graceful yet deadly. The dark was only a slight hindrance to the Clans, as they had been practicing in the dark.
Suddenly there was a yowl of horror from Shadowlight. All the cats looked up to see what he was looking at.
There was a second Pride group coming into camp.
And Bluefire was with them.
Not fighting the Pride, but on their side.
"Bluefire! How could you?" Shadowlight cried out. Bluefire did not respond, but under the almost emotionless stare she had, there was a trace of regret and pain. Only the slightest trace.
"Ha!" cried a voice recognizable as Eagle Claw, the Pride leader, "We convinced her, you lowlife maggots. We have more power in our claws, and she will receive honor and glory for choosing to be on the right side. You all were too late. You've lost before it began."
"Maybe we have lost one warrior, but all the rest of us know where we belong- and will fight for the life of our Clan!" Whitesky yelled back to the cruel Head.
"So you went running to the Clan after you ran away from us? Shows how strong you are, Silent Cry," Eagle Claw growled.
"My name is Whitesky."
"Oh well, it won't matter come sunup. You'll all be dead, your pelts lain out to warn every cat around here that we rule the land now," Eagle Claw sneered.
"Clans! Attack!" Thunderstar cried.
"Pride, kill them all. Every last one," Eagle Claw said calmly.
It was worse than the stories Stormfeather heard from the elders as a kit about the ancient Great Battle with the Dark Forest so many generations ago. Claws and teeth slashed through her vision, startling her. While she was distracted, a brown cat leapt at her and dug his claws into her upper shoulder, near her throat. She relaxed as much as possible, trying to keep as much blood inside her body as possible.
Suddenly, a flash of white, and the weight was taken off of her, the claws smoothly exiting her flesh. Lightningflash dragged his claws down the cat's face. Most like scarring him for life. But, since they were not the Pride, he showed mercy on the cat. Instead of killing, Lightningflash dislocated the tom's shoulder, rendering him unable to fight. The tomcat yowled and limped away, to escape the fight.
Lightningflash returned to help Stormfeather back onto her paws. Luckily the cut was not too deep, so she was still able to fight. Lightningflash looked into her eyes, and opened his mouth as if to say something.
"Stormfeather, I-"
He was cut off as another Pride cat leapt at him, pinning Lightningflash under his paws, and sneering at the Clan cat.
"You need to pay more attention, weakling. Any last words?" the Pride tom said haughtily.
(Shadowlight)
Shadowlight was fighting. But his heart was not in it. His mate was fighting on the other side, for StarClan's sake. Still, while his body was on almost sleep-mode, the muscle memory of his battle moves let him overpower two cats already.
Still, his body was wearing down. He wanted it to be over. He was going to retire soon, anyway.
While Shadowlight was trying to shake his daze, he noticed a Clan cat jumped on Bluefire. His fur rose, before he remembered that she was fighting against them. Surprisingly, the Clan member let her go with only minor scratches. While they were in a break, he went up to the other.
"Why'd you let Bluefire go?" he asked.
"We're taught to show mercy. And… we have to help Clanmates, don't we?" the other, Everbright, replied. It surprised Shadowlight to see who it was, as Bluefire was cruel to her and Stormfeather often.
"Thanks," Shadowlight told the young she-cat. She nodded in response moving away to help Strongheart.
Before Shadowlight could get himself together, a burly tomcat leapt on him. Sharp Talon.
"Well, well, well. Look who we have here. The mate of our newest member, Shadowlight. Too bad you didn't join us too, now I have to dispose of you," Sharp Talon hissed. Shadowlight prepared himself for the cruel grip of claws, before a screech was heard from… Bluefire?
"No!" Bluefire leapt in front of Sharp Talon, ripping him from Shadowlight. "I won't let you!"
Sharp Talon's claws drove into Bluefire neck instead. Sharp Talon looked even more murderous.
"Fool! You're on our side!" he yelled.
"Not anymore. I was a fool. I am a Clan cat."
"Whatever. You're dead now." Sharp Talon strode away. Shadowlight walked up to his mate.
"Bluefire…"
"It's no matter. I died for my Clan. I'll see you in StarClan." Bluefire said, breath leaving her body as her eyes closed.
"You died a hero. No matter what you did before, you died a hero, my love," Shadowlight whispered to his mate's body, "My lost hero."
A/N- I am making an insight on how the Pride got started. It will be up as soon as I finish it. I will tell when I post it, it will be a separate One-shot.