Contains spoilers
HAHAHAHA! This story is still alive. Yes, I know, I finally updated. It took me awhile, sorry about that. Well this is Brokenstar's chapter, as promised. Hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Tyranny
"Blackfoot!" a dark brown, long-haired tom called from the leader's den. A white tom with jet black paws came padding over.
"Yes, Brokenstar?" he meowed. Brokenstar glared at him and twitched his tail impatiently.
"Has Boulder, Stumpytail and Brownpaw returned from their patrol yet?" he asked.
Blackfoot shook his head. "No they haven't but they should be back in a few moments."
Brokenstar padded around impatiently. Suddenly he saw a silver head coming his way. It was Boulder, a former rogue and a trusted friend of Brokenstar's. The silver tom trotted to him.
"We scented no other clans. Everything is fine." He answered glancing back to make sure Stumpytail and Brownpaw kept up with him. They entered camp, Brownpaw had a mouse in his mouth. Stumpytail meowed something into the young apprentice's ear and the apprentice made his way to the elders den with his prey in his mouth. Stumpytail returned to the warrior's den.
Brokenstar grunted and licked his chest. "So, I'm worried that the other clans are getting stronger. If they do they might invade and try to snatch part of our territory." The leader meowed with his gruff voice.
Blackfoot exchanged glances with Boulder. "Brokenstar, it's not likely for the other clans to invade so soon after a recent battle. Remember last Gathering? ThunderClan and RiverClan had a battle, they fought over Sunningrocks that battle was big. I don't think that they'll invade-"
"What about WindClan!" Brokenstar spat, rudely interrupting Blackfoot. "WindClan might attack soon."
Boulder nodded in agreement, Blackfoot still had his doubts. WindClan was led by a more peaceful leader who wouldn't attack any clan unless he had a good reason to.
"I agree." Boulder meowed. Brokenstar seemed satisfied that a cat agreed with him.
"Good. I have a plan, let's attack WindClan and chase them out. Then we can snatch their territory and ShadowClan will have more land. After we can attack ThunderClan and get rid of them. We'll be unstoppable." Brokenstar plotted. He was power-hungry and desperate to have the strongest clan.
A few moments later, a thin gray tom came up to Brokenstar accompanied by a gray and white tom. The gray tom had his head hanging low and his tail dragging along the floor.
"Brokenstar." The small gray and white tom called out as he approached. Brokenstar turned to him and glared at him impatiently.
"What is it, Runningnose? Make it quick, I'm discussing clan matters with Blackfoot and Boulder." He rasped.
The newly made medicine cat dipped his head politely. "Ashfur has fallen ill and he's weak."
Brokenstar stared at the thin gray tom, he prodded Ashfur's head with his paw. "Weakling." He muttered.
Ashfur's head became dizzy. After a few coughs, his legs gave in and he collapsed onto the ground. Runningnose looked up at Brokenstar, mad and frustrated.
"Brokenstar! It's not his fault for getting ill, he's old and getting weaker. He served the clan well during his younger days. I think after he gets well he should become an elder." he growled at Brokenstar.
The brown tabby glared at the medicine. "We need all the warriors we can get." He mumbled. "Fine, Ashfur can retire but that only makes us weaker. Now leave us." He ordered. Runningnose helped Ashfur up and the two staggered towards the medicine cat's den.
"Fox dung!" Brokenstar muttered. The leader glanced around camp, he spotted a few kits playing around. "How old are those kits?" he asked.
"They're three moons." Boulder responded. Brokenstar chuckled and glanced back at the two other cats.
"Perfect!" he yowled. "Okay, we've lost one warrior due to illness and because he's too old. But those kits over there…" he paused for a moment and stared at the young kits playing with each other. "… We can start training them now so they can be warriors sooner. Then we'd gain two warriors, it's perfect. Start training them now." He ordered.
"But… Brokenstar, they're too young!" Blackfoot meowed. Brokenstar glared at Blackfoot.
"You don't understand!" he hissed. His hiss caught Nightpelt's attention. The aging black tom padded over to Brokenstar, Cinderfur his good friend, followed.
Nightpelt was curious, he went up to Brokenstar. "What's going on?"
"We need more warriors." Brokenstar meowed. "So I've decided to take those kits over there and start training them today. Their ceremony will be at Sunhigh."
Nightpelt and Cinderfur gasped. "What? They're too young. Are you mad?" Nightpelt meowed out. Brokenstar's eyes widened, they filled with fury and his fur raised.
"You're not the leader! I am! I do whatever I want to do. I'm making them warriors!" He snarled.
What don't these cats understand? Power is better. More warriors mean more power. I don't understand why they're objecting. Those kits are old enough to start training, three moons, they're already walking and running. They must start training, it's better for the clan. Six moons are too long…
Nightpelt lowered his head. "Very well, do what you must to make this clan more powerful. I'm just warning you, those kits are not ready." He mewed. Before another cat could speak, Nightpelt turned away and trotted off, Cinderfur followed.
It had been a few moons since that dispute. Brokenstar was failing now. He thought he was going to accomplish his goal because he chased out WindClan, but ThunderClan brought WindClan back. ThunderClan too, aided some ShadowClan cats and attempted to overthrow Brokenstar.
Now Brokenstar was a rogue, a bit weaker than before he still believed he was strong. He planned to invade ThunderClan and kill as many cats as he can. Hopefully he can weaken ThunderClan so he could take over.
A silver tom sat beside the dark brown tabby tom. "Is it time?" he asked.
The dark tabby tom chuckled. "Yes, today is the day we bring down ThunderClan. Gather the cats then let's move."
Boulder obeyed and gathered all the other cats. There were a lot of cats, some who were born rogues, and others who were banished from their clans. They all agreed to follow under Brokenstar's rule.
"Are you ready?" the leader asked his followers. Yowls of agreement sounded out. "Let's move!"
All the cats dashed towards ThunderClan camp. They darted out of the bushes and attacked the clueless ThudnerClan cats. It was all going well. Brokenstar could feel his heart beating faster and faster, battles made him excited.
"Remember, I never lose!" He yowled aloud. Proud to be a leader and victorious at most battles, he watched as his cats were fighting the ThunderClan cats. Suddenly ThudnerClan started to fight back but Brokenstar still had his hopes up.
ThunderClan won't win. They can't. I can't fail, I must be strong. Raggedstar didn't understand, he was too conservative. What a mouse-brain! More power, more followers, it makes you stronger. I'll be a legend, I'll be the best ruler. I'll be…
Suddenly claws came slashing towards him. It caught Brokenstar by surprise, he was too busy boasting about a future that he thought was going to happen. The claws whipped around furiously… suddenly all Brokenstar could see was darkness.
No! I'm losing a life! This can't be. I have more… I'll be victorious.
Suddenly Brokenstar regained his breath. But all he could see was darkness. Suddenly his eyes burned like fire. The pain made Brokenstar groan in agony.
My eyes… I can't see. That cat blinded me. How can I be a leader without eyes? I can't fail… I can't!
"You lost, Brokenstar." He heard a voice. It sounded like Bluestar's voice but Brokenstar didn't care who it was. The pain was to powerful… he groaned in pain.
Why has StarClan done this to me? I was going to be a great leader! So what if I started the kits training too early. Some died because it was too tough for them but they're weaklings. I could've been a good leader! I would've been best.
I would've been the best. But now… now I'm nothing. I can't see anything but darkness…
"Darkness." He chuckled. "Perfect."
Brokenstar is power-hungry and yes, he is evil. Yay! Well anyway, he's all evil and snappy in this chapter. Next I'll do... I dunno. Lemme think on it. Who do you all want me to do next? I have a many leaders to write about but I don't know who to write about next. Thank you for reading, reviews are very much appreciated.