A/N: Credits to YelliGal and Whisker Sage, for submitting their OCs! I will give credit for each cat in the author's notes at the bottom of the chapter that the cat(s) were first introduced, so it doesn't give away the story :) I would also like to thank the people who reviewed, followed, favorited and everything in between! :D

Chapter 3

When I reached about three moons, I was able to eat fresh-kill. I was the best, most filling thing I had ever tasted. My first piece, was rabbit that Snaketail caught for me. Snaketail was like a father and a brother all in one.

He taught me about herbs and hunted for when the others didn't let me eat with them. If I hadn't planning to claw out the eyes of every cat that did me wrong, I would've become his apprentice. He mentioned it a few times, his amber eyes pleading me to train as a medicine cat apprentice, but I had cold revenge-blood running through my veins.

I even had dreams about feeling them squirm beneath me, blood gushing onto the ground as they feebly begged for mercy, something that wouldn't be given. After the "fox attack", Snaketail moved my nest to his den. And he was often concerned about my "nightmares". Little did he know, that they were usually better than my actual life.

He knew I was being bullied by my own clanmates, and that it was unsafe to sleep in the nursery, right next to Brightstorm, the unstable she-cat that hated me. He claimed that he needed to "keep an eye on my wounds". It wasn't a complete lie, I had a lot of wounds.

I guess, to make it seem more realistic, Foxpaw and the other apprentices gave me more bites and scratches, so I really did look like I was "attacked by a young fox". They rolled me in earth as well, to humiliate me and make it seem like the fox had me on the ground.

I also found out the names of the other apprentices that helped Foxpaw assault me. Their names were Ashpaw, Mushroompaw, Bearpaw, Lizardpaw, and Pinepaw.

They were all going to die at my paws.

Brightstorm too.

Since I was finally eating better, I got stronger. For exercise, I climbed the tree in front of the Elders den. Or ran laps around the camp. The elders didn't mind, probably because they weren't as ignorant as the younger cats. The elders weren't exactly friendly, but besides Snaketail, it was the closest thing to friendly I've felt in Shadowclan.

Then Tempestpaw came to Shadowclan.

I was about five and a half moons when she arrived on the border, we almost instantly became friends. She was thrown out of Riverclan because her parents were dead, she had different color eyes, and was a munchkin cat.

Her different eye color as well as her being dwarf-sized was very rare. I didn't understand why Riverclan banished her, I always thought her eyes were cool. One was a vibrant yellow, almost gold color, the other was dark gray. Her clan considered different colored eyes were a curse, if a kit had them they are usually left to die or are given deathberries. The only reason Riverclan hadn't exiled or killed her before was because her parents were some of the best hunters in Riverclan, and they threatened to leave if the took their kit.

Once both of them drowned trying to save her from a a rushing river, they sent her away.

Something I learned about Tempestpaw, was when she was happy, her left, golden, eye would look as if it was glowing. When she was depressed it's like any, and all shine was drained from both her eyes. Her eyes were often dull and glassy. She missed her parents, and her life wasn't exactly easy, I bet she hadn't been the most liked cat in the clan.

She seemed out of it, more than usual, A few sunrises before my apprenticeship, I asked her what was wrong. Her only reply was a barely audible whisper half to herself, "I'll make them pay.. It's not my fault I have these eyes... These stupid cursed eyes... And these legs... These short, short, pathetic legs..." Her eerie tone sent shivers down my spine. "They want to banish me?" she twitched slightly.

"I'll help you kill them." I said simply.

"Foxpaw and the apprentices will suffer too." She replied almost instantly. "I see how they treat you, they aren't exactly nice to me either, I'd be happy to get them out of the way." She seemed a little too okay with the crazy idea.

Maybe to come up with an idea so crazy, you gotta be a little crazy yourself. We were both a little crazy...

Okay a lot crazy.

We had so much in common, our abandonment, smaller size, and a thirst for revenge. And the fact we were both considered cursed.

The day I became an apprentice, me and Tempestpaw made a deal, we were going to destroy everyone who bullied, discriminated, mistreated, hurt, and damaged us. We were going to rip oat the throat of any cat that stood in our way.

Before I even became an apprentice, Tempestpaw taught me every fighting move and hunting technique her mentor was teaching her, as well as some things her old mentor from Riverclan taught her.

My mentor was an older warrior named Fuzzytail. The day he was supposed to take me out on a tour of the territory, the sky had darkened dramatically. And the Blackrain drizzled over all four clan territories.

Then it poured.

The Blackrain killed almost anything it touched.

A/N: Tempestpaw is YelliGal's original character, thank you for allowing my to use it in my story!