Brokenstar watched a much smaller cat trip as it tried to climb up a tree. There was no way he was risking his life for a cat that couldn't climb. Wait- there was something strange about that cat. That's not a Dark forest cat! Brokenstar crept down the tree towards the young tom.
"Hello Molepaw."
Molepaw jumped with fright, and when he saw Brokenstar he turned to flee, but Brokenstar was to fast.
Hawkfrost hissed turning on his attacker. He easily slit her throat and watched her fall, dead.
"Welcome to the Dark forest," Hawkfrost growled sarcastically to the prisoners behind him.
Jayfeather struggled to stand, but he was immediately pushed back down. He tried to look around, (A/N Remember in the Dark forest and Starclan Jayfeather can see.) but a tabby was blocking his way. As Tigerstar turned, Jayfeather realized that he was in a tree. This startled him and as he looked around he realized that it was an old rotted tree that someone had hollowed out.
"You're awake."
"Yes I am." Tigerstar sighed as the sarcasm in Jayfeathers voice.
"I need to bring you to Brokenstar. He'll want you."
"What do you care about Brokenstar? From what I heard, he hates you, and you abandoned him."
"Whose mind?"
"Darkstripe's."
Tigerstar nodded. "Let's go."
Brokenstar shoved Molepaw down the tunnel. He was about to follow him when he noticed an unconscious cat lying near the entrance. Eyes wide he bounded over to the limp body. Jayfeather?! Surprise filled him and also curiosity. Tigerstar, this isn't enough. I know it's something, but we still need you.
In another time Brokenstar would have laughed at the sick irony or it; he had died trying to get more power, which had been his ultimate downfall. And here he was begging for someone else to take charge.
Blossemfall watched Raggedstar organizing patrols to fight the Dark forest. There was something about him she didn't trust, like for one thing instead of trying to rescue the cats that the Dark forest had captured, Raggedstar focused all his energy on killing Brokenstar. Everyone listened to him, for he was a great leader. Starclan trusted him.
"Brokenstar, even after all they've done, they won't break their precious code to kill us."
"You can't be sure. I'm going to send someone expendable to talk to them."
"No one is expendable now, we need everyone!"
"I am sending Darkstripe."
"Fine. But they won't break their word so it doesn't matter."
"I consider letting flesh-eating rats upon us and hunting us down is breaking their word. They swore by the Warrior Code that the peace would be kept, and look where we are now." Brokenstar stalked out before Hawkfrost could respond.
Cherrypaw was growing more worried by the second. She and her brother had gotten separated, and he still hadn't returned. He had said that if they killed a Dark forest cat, then they would both be heroes. If Molepaw didn't come back soon, Poppyfrost would find out and they would be in so much trouble. She was still pacing impatiently when a she heard pawsteps.
"What are you doing here?" Cherrypaw spun around to see Raggedstar.
"I was just … waiting."
"In the Dark forest?"
"Um no. Well you see-"
"What?" Wait, did you see anything else besides cats?"
"Well, we almost got eaten by rats."
"You saw the rats?" Out of the corner of his eye he saw Darkstripe. Perfectly staged.
"Ye ye yes."
Raggedstar growled. She had seen the rats; she had to be dealt with. Claws unsheathed he lunged, ripping his claws across her throat. He watched her fall a surprised look on her face, dead.
"The Dark forest messenger has killed an apprentice!"
Darkstripe backed away, but it was to late.
Brokenstar stood watching in a tree. Hawkfrost stood next to him eyes wide with horror. There was no need for words, no need for an "I told you so." Cherrypaw lay dead, killed by Starclans leader, her blood staining the decaying earth red.