Guess who has two thumbs and hasn't crawled in a holed and died, leaving all of her (very few) reviewers hanging in chapter five? ME! (Does happy dance that she's finally getting on with this fic). Wow, I've been gone for a long time. I swore to myself I wouldn't be one of those authors who writes five chapters and abandons the fic! I was working on a Malec thing. If any of you like Malec, please read it. Yes, I'm being a review whore. No, I don't care! So, yeah, I'm continuing this. Never fear, my lovelies! But yes, I had school, and then I had the Malec thing, because they were canon, and they were so cute, and I'm dying inside again. OK, this is so off topic. Back to Warriors, and my lovely, intensely complicated story that I have all mapped out in my head. I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter; it was definitely one of my more risqué ones, with Onestar being gay and all. Also, in response to Guest's review, Jayfeather is fine; just a little bruised cause Onestar smashed him into a metal cabinet. But yeah, nothing life threatening. Anyway, you all know the drill. Read! Review! Enjoy!
Brightheart could remember her face before the accident. She wasn't beautiful or insanely gorgeous the way some of the other girls were, but she had been pretty. Comely. Above average, at the very least. And then, she had made the stupid STUPID mistake of walking home alone. In short, Brightheart had gotten mugged. The mugger had pulled a knife on her, and had slashed her face before taking her purse and running. By the time she had been found, the cut had become infected. Thankfully, she was alive now, but at a terrible cost. The left side of her face had a huge ugly scar running from her forehead across her eye down to her chin. The skin around it was pale and veiny, making her look like half a corpse. Brightheart hated it, hated the way people stared at her, with pity or disgust in their eyes. Cloudtail had been there for her, had never turned away from her. He was so amazing, in every sense of the word. But he didn't understand what it was like, to have to hide your face, to know that you would have been pretty if it hadn't been for a stupid decision that had far-reaching consequences. Now, Brightheart volunteered at the hospital every day, singing to the little kids who had been in accidents and lost limbs, or the senior citizens who were developing Alzheimer's, or anybody who needed a cheering up. She didn't bring Cloudtail along with her, because she didn't want him to see this part of her life. The part where the only people who were truly honest with her were people like her, disfigured people. So now, she adjusted the microphone as a group of teenagers who ahd been the victims of a drunk driving accident waited for her to start.
"Hi," she said kindly. "I'll be singing Young and Beautiful by Lana del Ray. I hope you guys like it." She cleared her throat, and began.
I've seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now
Diamonds, brilliant
And Bel Air now
Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you'd play with me like a child
Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
I've seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in the new age now
Hot summer days, rock 'n' roll
The way you play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul
Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Dear lord, when I get to heaven
Please let me bring my man
When he comes tell me that you'll let him in
Father tell me if you can
Oh that grace, oh that body
Oh that face makes me wanna party
He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds
Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?
By the time she was done, there were tears in her eyes, and tears in the eyes of the others as well.
"I'm glad you guys enjoyed it," she said, before ducking into the hall. She wiped her eyes as a pair of arms encircled her waist. Her gaze met a pair of blue eyes in the mirror.
"Just so you know," Cloudtail whispered in her ear, lips grazing the sensitive skin their. "I will love you until we both are old and gray."