""And.. FIGHT!" Hawkstar's roar rang in Sparkheart's ears. The revolutionaries stood, bracing themselves for an attack; and the attack came.
They lunged into battle. A black tomcat held Rainpelt down, and in seeing his friend almost to die, he fought the cat off. "Thank you." Rainpelt murmured, getting back on his paws. Sparkheart only dipped his head.
After some time of fighting, Sparkheart was taken down by a giant dark brown tabby tom. He struggled before looking up at the tabby. It was Pinefur.
"Pinefur! Y-Y-You're my.. Littermate!" The pale ginger tabby glanced at his brother.
Pinefur scoffed. "That doesn't matter anymore! I'm on the good side! And I could kill you in a heartbeat."
Sparkheart knew he was right; when they were kits, Pinefur would always beat him. Sparkheart closed his brown eyes, bracing himself for the death blow.
To think, I was killed by my brother. He thought.
Suddenly, the dark brown tabby was flown off him. A dash of blue fur, tabby fur, and claws fought. Eventually, the cat who had saved him showed his face. It was Rainbrook! To be beaten by a she-cat would be embrassing, so Pinefur dashed off.
"Great StarClan! What are you doing?" Sparkheart hissed.
"Rainbrook, have you no fear? Have you seen my beloved? Why have you come back here?" He asked the blue-gray she-cat.
"Took the message like you said! I met her father instead of Larkwing! He said he would tell her..." She meowed.
"I don't think I can stand anymore!" She gasped, and her legs fell, making her collapse.
"Rainbrook, what's wrong? There's something wet upon your fur." Sparkheart mewed.
He looked upon the matted fur and saw trickles of blood, and a wound was sweeping blood out.
"Rainbrook, you're hurt! You need some help! StarClan, it's everywhere!" He fretted.
Rainbrook held and a faint smile. "Don't you fret.. My dear Sparkheart... I don't feel... Any pain. A little fall of rain.. Can hardly.. Hurt me now.." She muttered.
As Sparkheart held a look of confusion on his face, she went on. "You're here.. That's all I need to know! And you will keep me safe... And you will keep me close.. And rain.. Will make the flowers grow." She finished.
Sparkheart understood, but that meant she would just.. Just die! "But you will live, Rainbrook! Dear StarClan above... If I could only heal your wounds with mews of love.." He whispered.
"Just hold me now.. And let it be.. Shelter me, comfort me.." She murmured back, her sparkling blue eyes glancing at Silverpelt.
Sparkheart lay down next to her. "You would live.. A hundred moons.. If I could show you how... I won't desert you now.."
"The rain can't hurt me now. This rain.. Will wash away what's past! And you will keep me safe.. And you will keep me close.." She murmured, before looking up at him.
"I'll sleep by your side.. At last!" She purred, her blue eyes warm and honest.
She shuffled her bleeding body to lie near Sparkheart. "The rain that brings you here is StarClan-blessed! The skies begin to clear, and I'm at rest... A breath away from where you are! I've come home.. From so far!" She whispered.
"Hush-a-bye, dear Rainbrook.." Sparkheart murmured, his brown eyes looking at her in pain.
"I don't feel any pain.." Rainbrook told him.
"A little fall of rain.. Can hardly hurt you now!" He meowed. "I'm here.." He promised.
"That's all I need to know! And you will keep me safe.." She whispered, her voice becoming hoarse.
"And I will stay with you.. 'Till you are sleeping.." Sparkheart vowed.
"And rain.." Sparkheart held her paw as her voice started to fade.
"And rain!" He cried.
"Will.. Make the flowers.." She uttered, her blue eyes meeting his brown ones for the last time.
"Will make the flowers..." Sparkheart watched as the sparkles from Rainbrook's eyes died, and she died herself.
"Grow.." He meowed, a single tear trickling down his cheek.
"She is the first to fall!" A voice made Sparkheart whip around, and he noticed that the other cat's gazes were burning into his back. The voice who had spoken, was Battlefur.
"The first of us to fall upon this barricade.." The red tomcat murmured.
"Her name was Rainbrook.. Her life was cold and dark, yet she was unafraid.." Sparkheart cried, his fur matted with Rainbrook's blood.
"We fight here in her name." Snowstorm mewed, his fur bristled at the sight of the first death.
"She will not die in vain!" Thorngaze meowed, his amber eyes narrowed at the dead body.
"She will not be betrayed." Lightningfur meowed.
Sparkheart, Rainpelt, and Badgerfur carried off her body away.
Later, Rainpelt asked Sparkheart a question. "Who killed her?" He asked.
Sparkheart shivered, remembering her death. "Pinefur. My brother."