RAVENPAW AU:

I lay there, on the battlefield, my head snapped backward. I fill with agony as my life drains out of my body like a pool of blood. But, there was no blood, just a small trickle at the side of my mouth. Tears fill at the edge of my vision as I whimper desperately. I know I'm not going to StarClan when I die, I've gone too far for that. I know I should have told the secret about Redtail's death when I had the chance, instead of hiding it in fear for myself and my Clan. But what I didn't know then is that Tigerclaw was way less powerful than Tigerstar. If I made the right choice when I was younger, even at the cost of my own life, maybe all of these lives could have been spared, but it was too late now.

Duststar was fighting Whitestorm with Bone by his side. Leopardstar and her deputy Longtail were attacking Fireheart, Sandstorm, and Mousefur with Blackfoot and Boulder backing up the attack.

Brokenstar tore his claws down the length of Graystripe's body and tossed it aside and Scourge sat apon the Great Rock, admiring the bloodshed before him. Duststar attacked Mistyfoot and slit her throat with powerful front paws.

My gaze is caught by the fall of Fireheart's and Graystripe's bodies on the ground beside the rest of WindClan, the only Clan that didn't join with TigerClan. It's too late, it's gone too far for Tigerstar to be stopped now. My body is dying, but my mind isn't ready to go yet. I want to help, I want to fix it, but after this battle, nothing but TigerClan will be left. I wish I could go back. Go back to the days of Bluestar and Firepaw and Redtail. If I had just told someone, even just Graystripe or Spottedleaf, then maybe all of these lives could have been spared. Fireheart tried his best, and I know that he did, but I didn't spill the truth about what I saw at the battle with RiverClan. He was suspicious, but I was just too much of a young coward to tell the truth! Because of that, when Tigerstar killed Bluestar and made Darkstripe his deputy, the Clan was never the same again. Tigerstar seemed to thank me for keeping his secret and giving him a clear path to ultimate power. As a "thank you" he made me a warrior and named me Ravenscar. I think of it as a curse, that the scar is the one I left on Thunderclan and the one on myself from the secret I shouldn't have kept. I guiltily followed him, knowing full well that there was no way I could save my Clan by that point. Even if everyone knew, by then, they would have never been able to defy their leader with the massive following he had. Especially now, with four Clans including BloodClan behind him, there's no stopping him now, especially since the secret is dying with me.

I guess I should have expected this, I never deserved the luxury that came with being one of Tigerstar's closest allies. I never helped him, and I wish that I killed him when I had the opportunity. I guess some part of me thinks he will never die.

I see the faces of Firepaw and Graypaw when the world was new and our lives were so much simpler. I remember when I witnessed Redtail's death and was so horrified by Tigerstar's threat I didn't have the guts to spill the truth. I remember when Bluestar lost all of her deputies, and how she appointed Tigerstar as a last resort. I remember the day Tigerstar let rogues into our camp and murdered Bluestar, leaving her Clan weaker than it had ever been before. I remember the day the elders were killed, the kits were forced to fight to the death, he united all of the Clans, and only a few hours ago when he decided to eradicate WindClan, the last hub of the rebels.

My eyes fell upon Tigerstar as he stood above me, his amber gaze the same as the one that haunted me for moons on end.

"Watch closely as everything you've ever known vanishes." I stared as Fireheart's body was shredded by BloodClan and his insides were spilled onto the grass. NO! A stream of tears flows from my eyes at the sight. Please, stop, end this please. Tigerstar chuckled. "The Dark Forest is waiting for you, traitor." Then, the brown tabby turned back to the battle, my blood stained in his claws. Brokenstar steps out of the shadows and stands over me.

"Pathetic, you Clan cats have always been weak," he snarled. The Dark Forest is waiting for me . . . Tigerstar's words run through my head. I won't see StarClan, or happiness, or lack of starvation anywhere. I will see darkness, merciless, and horrid lands that are filled with vengeful cats. Goodbye, I'm so sorry. I have no right to be sorry, all of this could have been prevented if I had just opened my mouth! But it's too late now, and the Clans will cease to exist before long. With the way they are being governed, they will fall apart and kill each other in a fray of trying to take power over the others. I lifted my head and coughed up blood. My yellow-green eyes are more powerful than ever.

"You are a disgrace to your names, you don't deserve the lives that have been blessed to you. You will remember this day as the biggest mistake you have ever made, and nothing will remain of the Clans." Brokenstar hissed and tore my stomach open.

I gasp in surprise before falling dead on the ground. I hear a few last words, spoken by the nightmare that began all of this detriment for Thunderclan.

"A second death awaits you on the other side . . ."

. . .

I woke with a jolt and stared around the gloomy forest that surrounded me.

"Welcome to the Dark Forest," a shadow said from the darkness. I stared in horror as shadows emerged from the depths of the horrid place. They were faded and hungry for bloodshed.

"Welcome, to your last breath."