Firestar shows how protective he can get

Okay, so I'm thinking that the next chapter for the Bad Ending might be the last one. Or maybe not, since I'm writing this as I go. No outlines for me.

I'm going to try and continue this for as long as I can :)

;-; reviews please

Starclan hadn't tried to contact any of them again. Whether it was because they finally got the message or if they just didn't have the power anymore, Firestar didn't know. He didn't know and he didn't care. He would much rather focus on building up their new system of living than worry about what a bunch of dead cats wanted. He knew they wanted him and the Three to fight the Dark Forest but...

The Dark Forest couldn't touch them now. As far as he knew, none of the Dark Forest cats were able to breath underwater, and it's not like a bunch of cats could overpower the mermaids anyway. No doubt Tigerstar was stewing in anger over the fact that Firestar had accomplished bringing the four clans into one successfully, much like he tried to do the same years ago.

His face lit up in a smile when he saw Sandstorm floating around in an agitated manner. He swam up behind, making sure he could heard as to not spook her, and wrapped his arms around her torso. She relaxed in his embrace and he nuzzled into her hair. His tail twitched excitedly as he cupped his hands over her stomach, which was noticeably protruding. It hadn't even been that long, only four months, but the healers theorized that she was carrying multiple children.

It all fascinated him. He had been fascinated when Squirrelflight and Leafpool had been born, wondering how they could have possibly created new beings. Now there was going to be more children on the way, and knowing they were all inside her... he was mystified.

"What's gotten you so agitated today?" he purred into her ear. She leaned into him. "You know me, I never liked being coped up for long periods of time."

He moved his hands up to her shoulders and started messaging them, which she appreciated immensely. "I really need to get out and stretch my tail."

"There's plenty of room to do that you know."

"Not here; away from the clan," she elaborated. He stayed silent, knowing that she wanted to get away from the clan in general for a bit. If they were still cats, it would have been the equivalent of her wanting to get out of camp. The problem was that he didn't want her to go out where the humans could potentially see her. If they did... he really didn't want any blood on his hands today.

She titled her head around to give him a pleading look. He gave a sigh, "I don't know..."

"Please, Firestar, it won't be that long, just a short swim around Mako?" He still looked unsure, and she entwined their tails together.

"I have you to protect me don't I, my king?" she whispered huskily. A shiver ran up his spine- he didn't particularly like being called a king and he had no idea where and when the clan had started calling him and the others by those titles. But when Sandstorm said it... she lit up a fire in him and he loved it.

He didn't know if this was hidden kink of his, or if he was beginning to like the title. He begrudgingly realized that it was probably going to become a trend though.

"Alright, but not for long okay? We don't need to stress your body out."

They leisurely swam out of the underwater city, passing through the veil of mist that separated it from the outside world. It was nice, just being able to swim through the coral reefs of the Gold Coast, not having to worry about his leader duties. There was less to do now seeing as most of the system had been ironed out. The four leaders were seemingly immortal, so they would continue to be the clan's joint leaders with the deputies being their advisers. If they weren't actually immortal, they would probably have to pick successors.

They had finally decided on a name, instead of referring to it as "the clan". It wasn't anything unique or cliché, and they definitely weren't going to call it something as unoriginal as Atlantis. They decided on Oceanclan and left it at that. It wasn't horribly creative, but they didn't want to spend time arguing over a name when there were things to be done.

He detected vibrations in the water, marine life begging for help and he stopped suddenly. "Firestar?" Sandstorm swam over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "Whats wrong?"

"I can feel many cries for help," he muttered distantly. He suddenly shot forth and sped towards the center of the vibrations, and he stopped to see a pod of sea turtles struggling in a fishing net.

'Humans aren't supposed to be fishing in this area, and they definitely aren't supposed to touch the turtles!' He clenched his hands into fists angrily. Apparently there was going to be blood on him today. He move his hand and the water followed his command, willing it into a rapid sawing motion. The water easily cut through the net and the sea turtles floated down to the sea floor, before quickly swimming away, thanking him as they did.

He was just about to set the ship on fire when he heard a startled yelp from behind him and turned around in horror to see Sandstorm caught in another net. She was struggling and panicking and her tail was getting tangled in the netting. He quickly swam up to her. "Don't panic, you're only making it worse!" She calmed down as he commanded the water to gently saw through the netting.

Then the net started ascending to the surface, no doubt the humans were trying to reel her in, thinking they caught something big. The panic on her face returned, and for a moment he could hear his heart hammering away in his ears.

He focused all his anger onto the netting, which started sizzling and sparking. It weakened enough for him to pry it open and untangle Sandstorm. She fell into his arms in a shocked stupor, her arms over her stomach as if trying to do her best to protect their unborn children. He swam to the bottom and sat her down on the sand. His expression was frosty as he looked up at the boat, the humans shouting down their anger at their nets failing.

He ascended to the surface, watching the humans scramble around the boat, wondering what had caused their nets to be destroyed so easily and so fast. He clenched his fist at the boat, focusing on one part of the ship and only that part.

He quickly backpedaled as the engine and subsequently the ship exploded, pieces of it sinking into the depths. He smirked as he saw bodies floating in the water, either unconscious or dead. He learned by now to never assume that his enemy was dead, so he went up to the bodies and started inspecting them.

He was inspecting a body when their eyes fluttered open and the human let out an agonizing moan. His eyes focused on the being in front of him, eyes wide in fear of the unknown person who definitely wasn't on their ship.

"You damn human, you know you're not supposed to be fishing around these parts, and you know you're not supposed to be hunting the sea turtles either," Firestar hissed out.

"Pleas- please don't hurt me," the human whimpered pathetically, blood trailing down from inbetween his lips. "I- I have a wife and family," he choked out.

Firestar parted his lips in a snarl. "Funny, I also have a wife and family. That same wife got caught in one of your nets." He grabbed the human by the neck and held him up with one arm. "Imagine if she had been caught by you disgusting humans. You would have her sold off to the highest bidder and have her dissected to see what unborn mermaids look like."

The human was struggling in his grip. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" he blubbered. "I won't tell anyone I swear!"

Firestar gave him a sickly sweet smile. "Oh I know you won't, you know why?" His eyes lit up and there was nothing but glowing white where his eyes should have been, his body exuding pure power.

"You're not going to live long enough anyway." The man gave a bloodcurdling scream as his insides were melted into ash. Even when his struggles stopped, Firestar kept going until there was nothing left of the body. He then continued to do the same with the other bodies.

Let the humans declare them missing. He didn't care. These humans had tried to hurt his mate. These humans had tried to harm his unborn children.

'Good. Good. They deserve all this and more.' He silently slipped under the waves and nudged Sandstorm to get her moving. "Are you okay? Our children are fine, yes?" She gave him a weak nod and let him guide her back to Oceanclan. He hoped the shock wouldn't effect their babies.

He would get someone to clear up the wreckage later, he needed to shower his queen in affection and love.

Firestar might not like humans in general at this point. He knows not all humans are awful, but the mermaids might lash out if there's even a boat passing through the area.

Continuously dipping in the Moonpool every full moon have made the leaders more open to the idea of being Oceanclan's immortal rulers.

Tell me how I did.