A/N: Hello again everybody! This is (technically) the final chapter of Nothing but a Monster. But, have no fear, because there will be an epilogue after this. I'll keep this a/n short so we can get into the story.

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Guest- I don't think I'm gonna do a sequel, simply because I would have no idea what it'll be about and I consider Fang's and Snow's story finished now. There will be an epilogue though, which will be the next chapter.

ON WITH THE CHAPTER

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Fang's POV

Moments after I closed my eyes, the familiar soothing sense came to me. The same one when I saw Ice again. I cracked open one of my eyes and slowly sat up. The brightness was comforting and the warm wind blew by me again, ruffling up my fur. I took in a deep breath of the warm air and let out a sigh with a smile. "It's nice here, isn't it?" my eyes widened at the voice and I glanced behind my shoulder. Smoke stood in a patch of heather, his nose delicately touching the tip of one of the flowers. His dark pelt seemed so out of place in the bright area, but nonetheless, he looked relaxed.

"Smoke," I murmured breathlessly and he smiled, lifting his head and tilting it to the side casually. "You finally closed your eyes, huh?" that's who that voice belonged to. I blinked at him and he padded forward, his shoulders relaxed instead of their tensed. "Where are we?" I asked and he chuckled as if it was the funniest question I've ever asked.

"We're in Starclan, mother insisted the others to bring us here when we died," Smoke said and swayed his tail, sitting down in front of me. "Wait, but if I am here, does that mean…" I trailed off and his smiled faltered slightly. He gave a single nod and it felt like I was choking again, the air being trapped in my lungs.

"Don't worry, that is why I am here," he stood up again, standing in front of me, "I volunteered to give you my life in place of yours. We all knew you were going to die at some point during this fight, so there was a small discussion about it and we came to this conclusion." I stared at my brother wordlessly and he winked playfully. "If you give me your life, doesn't that mean you would be gone forever?" my voice shook slightly and he let out another small laugh, nodding his head slightly.

"And I am okay with that, I just want to see my little brother happy," his smile returned, brighter than ever. "Y-You don't have to do that for me, if I was meant to die, then it's okay," I stuttered and he shook his head slightly. "Just let me do this one last thing for you, to make up for abandoning you to join Fogclan all those moons ago," a sad look entered his yellow-orange eyes before he blinked it away and cleared his throat. Without another word, he pressed his nose gently against mine, as delicately as he had placed it on the flower. I stared at his eyes and he stared back.

"Take care of yourself brother, and get rid of the monster that was inside you," Smoke murmured, even as he began fading. My vision was blurring slightly and I could tell I was going to wake up. "I told you everything will work out just fine, tell our sisters I say hi," he chuckled and I smiled inwardly. "Thank you brother," I whispered as I closed my eyes, the warm air surrounding me and the brightness intensifying behind my closed eyelids.

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I woke with a gasp and took in a deep breath, filling my lungs with the air it needed. My head was throbbing from the loss of air, but it was slowly going away. I saw Shard pinning somebody down, bleeding from multiple wounds, but still standing. I blinked the daze from my eyes and looked around him. I was surprised to see Duskcloud; she was on her side and bleeding from a wound on her side. Near her was Palestone, in the same condition as Duskcloud but with more wounds. Flowerpool was close to them as well, and even from here, I could tell she wasn't breathing. My gaze went back to Shard and I squinted to see who he had pinned. I froze when I saw who it was. "Snow…" I croaked softly, my voice low even for my own ears.

I felt a surge of energy spread throughout my body and I stumbled to sit up. I stood up and sprinted towards Shard, my own speed surprising me. I barreled into his side, sending him sprawling away from Snow. I stood over her, looking down and meeting her gaze. She blinked up at me in surprise, her breaths coming in ragged. Her blue-green eyes were slightly glossed over with tears. "You're alive," she murmured quietly, her breaths become shaky. I smiled down at her before lifting my gaze over to Shard. His only open eye was wide, but a snarl twisted his muzzle. "Impossible!" he snapped and stood up, favoring one side of his body other than the other.

"Shard, I don't ever want to see you anywhere near my mate again, understand?" I growled and stepped aside for Snow to stand up. She had a couple wounds on her, but otherwise, she looked fine. Duskcloud and Palestone were standing over Flowerpool, anger blazing in their eyes. I frowned and stared at my sister's lifeless body. Shard killed her. I nuzzled Snow quickly before stepping forward, standing between him and the she-cats behind me.

"Smoke says hi by the way," I murmured behind my shoulder, just loud enough for Shard to hear as well. A shock expression crossed his face before anger replaced it and he growled. I glanced towards Snow and looked back at Shard. I cleared my throat casually and raised my head slightly. "Where were we?" I taunted and he snorted slightly. "No matter, I will just kill you again," he snarled before leaping at me quickly, despite his wounds.

I took a step backwards and he landed where I once was. I unsheathed my claws and lashed them out at him, hitting his wounded eye again. He let out a pain-filled yowl and lashed out wildly at me. I hissed when I felt his claws slash against my cheek and I backed up slightly, circling around him. With just one eye opened, he tried to keep his gaze on me. I faked an attack, causing him to hop to the right. I lunged at him then, knocking him back with the impact. Shard bit down on my right ear, since I was close enough, causing me to yowl out in pain. I shoved him back and winced when I felt my ear tear.

I growled and backed up a little before lashing out at him again, knocking his head aside. He stood on his hind legs and swatted his paw out, hitting the side of my head. I heard a slightly ringing in my ear as I stumbled back and flexed my claws before leaning back and lunging again. He was slowing down, because instead of diving to the side, he just stood there and took the hit. I managed to pin him onto his back, my paws slamming against his shoulders and back paws sinking into his stomach.

It was his turn to stare up hopelessly. He flattened his ears against his head, but didn't make a move to fight back. "Go ahead… do it already," his smiled crookedly, "one more kill huh? That's all you're good for anyways." I narrowed my eyes at him, sinking my claws into his shoulders. He didn't wince, just continued smirking up at me. My new wounds were stinging and I could feel the constant trickle of blood that was coming from my torn ear. I glared down at my father; at the cat that caused me to kill when I never wanted to, the cat who took advantage of my weak mind, the one who taught me never to trust anybody but myself.

I let an enraged snarl and raked my claws down his sides, stepping off him and dragging him across the ground by his scruff. He tried escaping, but I just bit down harder. I tossed him aside and stepped around him until I was at his head. "Do you see what you've done to me?" I spat and slashed my claws across his muzzle, "do you? Are you proud of what I've become?" Without waiting for a response, I lashed my claws at his only open eye, causing him to screech in pain. I walked back around him, my breaths coming in rapidly from anger. I grabbed his scruff once more and dragged him a fox-length more, at the roots of the tree. I bit down on one of his paws, hearing his grunts and groans of pain and placed my paws on his side, sinking my claws in. In one swift motion, I pulled his leg and heard a muffled pop. By his yowl of pain, I could tell I dislocated his leg.

Shard managed to kick me away and stood up, hobbling away on three legs. I walked quickly after him, my strides long until I was close to him again. I leapt onto his back, making him collapse onto his stomach. His cheek was against the ground, his open wounds bleeding onto it. "Have you ever been curios on how others feel when they're dying?" I said tauntingly and stood over him, "tell me how this feels." My teeth clamped around his spine, on the exact spot where I had killed countless others before him. I closed my eyes quickly and bit down roughly, hearing the familiar, sickening crunch. A faint yowl escaped Shard's lips before he went limp in my jaws.

With a shaky breath, I opened my mouth and let his body fall, my rapid breathing increasing. It was over. He was gone. I stared at his body and let out a heavy sigh. It felt as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. My ears were flat against my head and my eyes were narrowed. I felt no guilt. I jumped when I felt fur brushed against my side and I glanced at Snow. She blinked at me and brushed her muzzle against mine gently. I looked behind her and saw my sisters staring at Shard's body. Duskcloud was the first to look away by closing her eyes and turning her head aside. Palestone murmured something to her and she responded with a flick of her tail before looking towards me. I met her gaze and she gave me a sad smile. I returned it before looking back at Snow.

"Didn't the leaders tell you to stay at camp? Who is taking care of the kits?" I asked and looked at Duskcloud as well. "Whiteheart is, as well as the apprentices," Snow answered before nuzzling me again. I nuzzled her back and perked my ears up when I began listening to the distant sounds of the battle. I lifted my head and looked in the direction of the river before glancing at the others.

"The battle is still going on, I think it'd be best if you return to camp," I said and Palestone snorted slightly. "I don't understand why we had to stay anyways, we're going," she said and I found myself smiling. The same as always. "Alright, but you won't hear the end of it from Toadstar," I chuckled before swaying my tail, glancing at Snow. I didn't like the idea of her going to the battle, especially because of our kits, but I know I won't be able to change her mind. "I'll stay behind," Duskcloud spoke up, looking over at Flowerpool's body. I gave a small nod and Palestone gave a comforting lick to her ear.

"Okay, let's hurry," I said before leading them in the direction of the river.

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Toadstar's POV

"Icestar!" I heard the wail from Cloudshadow and I momentarily stopped in my attack against a new warrior named Marshmud. I had him pinned underneath, my claws inches from tearing at his face. His eyes were closed and his muzzle was twisted in a painful scowl. I looked around frantically until I saw the other leader, a triumphant Bluespark towering over her. Icestar calmly glared up at him before Bluespark swiped his claws down, aiming at her throat. Nobody was close enough to stop him.

I saw the blood stain the fur around her throat, but she remained still. Before she took her last breath, she lashed her claws upward, managing to hit Bluespark's throat as well. His eyes widened quickly and he stepped back, a gargling sound emitting from his throat as the blood began to bubble. I saw him fall on his side, his mouth open in a silent yowl for help. I shook my head and hissed down at Marshmud. He winced again, his already bleeding wounds causing his pain. I lashed my tail before raking my claws down his sides and stepping away. "Leave!" I hissed and cuffed his ear. Without another word, he stood up and limped towards the river, quickly slipping into it.

I turned around and narrowed my eyes, searching for my next enemy. The Streamclan cats had either fell like Bluespark or ran away like Marshmud. The only ones remaining were Otterflash, Stormrain, Silverspot, and Pebblewing. We quickly created a loose circle around them. They hissed at us weakly, their backs to the forest. "There," my voice was rough, "you are outnumbered and weaker. We will allow you to leave with your lives peacefully." The cats surrounding the weakened warriors hissed, adding onto my words. I quickly glanced around the clearing, my anger rising with each Stormclan body I saw. Icestar. Specklefrost. Goldenhawk. Dovefeather. Raindew.

Stormrain forced his fur to lie flat, his mouth closing from its snarl. "I guess we should be grateful," he murmured and bowed his head slightly, walking forward. Without warning, he suddenly leapt at the closest cat to him, which happened to be Sootear. I was about to run to help him, but another figure tackled Stormrain aside. I blinked in surprise and saw Fang pinning the deputy down, his teeth gripped around his throat. Stormrain gasped, trying desperately to kick him away and have some air. Fang didn't let go, only tightened his grip.

The Streamclan cats widened their eyes in surprise and backed away slightly. I saw Palestone pad towards Sootear, quickly looking over him before nuzzling him. I flattened my ears slightly before looking back at Fang. He stepped away from the unmoving body of the Streamclan deputy, stalking over to the remaining warriors with his tail lashing behind him. Otterflash flinched back, each of them cowering down slightly. "Unless you want to meet the same fate as him, I suggest you leave now," Fang let out a low growl. I grimaced slightly when I saw one of his ears torn. The Streamclan cats remained silent.

"Go!" Fang snarled and took a threatening step forward. I even saw some of the Stormclan cats jump. I winced slightly but kept my posture when I saw Duskcloud pad out of the forest as well, her gaze on Fang. I lashed my tail angrily when I saw some fresh wounds on her. How did she get injured? I shook my head as the Streamclan cats began running away, stumbling over each other. Fang, with a triumphant and amused look in his eyes, lifted his head and narrowed his eyes at the fleeing cats.

We don't know who started the yowls of victory, but soon, everyone was doing it. I padded over to Duskcloud swiftly, greeting her with a nuzzle. "I thought I told you to stay at camp," I said with a frown and she gave a small smile. "I couldn't just let you go out in a battle by yourself, you get hurt easily," she said teasingly before nudging me gently. I glanced over at Fang, who had a distant look in his amber eyes. He blinked once and turned his gaze to meet mine. I was surprised to see some tears forming.

I smiled and he simply chuckled before turning to Snowstrike, their muzzles meeting until they were both purring loudly. I looked around the battlefield once more. "Since the river is so calm, we could send them down the stream," Fang suggested, looking over at the dead bodies with a frown. There was a hidden meaning behind his words, and by the sympathetic look Duskcloud gave him, she knew what it was. I gave a nod and some of the warriors began pulling the bodies towards the river. Once they were wading on their own, we watched them float down the river slowly, being pulled by the current.

"May Starclan lighten your way," I murmured under my breath and lashed my tail, entwining it with Duskcloud's before clearing my throat. I directed my gaze to Fang once more, and he returned it evenly.

"Let's go home," I said loud enough for everyone to hear. Fang gave me a smile before nuzzling Snowstrike again and shaking out his pelt. He looked out at the surrounding warriors, exhausted yet relieved looks in their eyes.

"Let's go home," he said shakily, and I began walking through the forest, with Duskcloud at my side and Fang following with the clan.

After all these moons of fear, I would've never guessed that he would be the one to kill Shard. I never expected him to be related to the she-cat I love so dearly. He was now a father, a brother to me in a way, and, even if he didn't accept it, a clan cat.

Fang was more than just a monster. He was like the rest of us.

He was a warrior.

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A/N: Arrgh why are my finales always shorter than I want them to be? Anyways, how was that for an ending? I didn't really know whose POV I should end it on, but it made more sense to do it for someone who wasn't Fang himself so they could say those words at the end. Before I get all sentimental and such, I will see you peepz in the epilogue.

QOTD: If you were Fang (in the beginning of the chapter), would you have wanted Smoke (or a sibling for that matter) to give up their life so you could have another?

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