Pit glanced at Plain. She had been confined to camp duties since she started to show her pregnancy, and instead of Dead picking ticks it was her. Dead had taken her normal spot on the hunting group. Pit was upset about it. She was no longer working with him most of the time, and only saw her best friend at night and before duties. Even Maggot and Rotten had began to do duties. They had to help with repairs, which were still a problem because BloodClan's territory often had huge storms that destroyed dens and camp walls. Fly had had her kits, but out of the three only two were left. Plain had just enough milk to feed them. Fly had been sacrificed less then a moon after her kits were born, similar to Invisible. Just thinking about Plain having the same fate made Pit sick to her stomach.

"Your late again. One more time and you will have your friends' fate!" Fire Wind hissed. He was now old enough to be an apprentice of her own Clan, but there was no such thing in BloodClan. Therefore, he and his sister were just extra lumps on a log.

"Yeah! And tell that dumb Plain to hurry up and get in here too! There is a tick biting my rear!" Twilight Sun hissed. Fury rose in Pit's stomach.

"Look at this huge one in my bedding! I find that a signal of poor replacement!" Quick Run snapped. Pit had enough.

"Leave me alone! I try my hardest, but all you guys do to thank us is yell at us if we are a moment late! You are all just lazy softies who rely so much on speed that you have no way to back it up! Truth is, you are weaklings that can't fend for yourselves!" Pit snapped, pouncing on Quick Run. Immediately she was countered by Twilight Sun. The black she-cat pinned her down and scratched her back to create a streak of blood.

"Slaves are not supposed to talk, let alone attack us!" She hissed sharply, raking another claw down Pit's flank. Together, Twilight Sun and Quick Run grabbed her by the scruff and took her outside, straight to Dark Tiger's den. Pit could feel Plain's surprised gaze on her as they passed. She had just come from the medicine den, where she had o go before duties for mouse bile. Trip and Fall let out small gasps as Pit was dropped at the entrance of dark Tiger's den. Pit kept her eyes narrowed and she didn't look away from her captors. Twilight Sun called a greeting to her leader, who appeared not long later. Quick Run explained everything and the two were dismissed as Pit was led inside.

"I've warned you before. I was going to give you one last chance, but you have destroyed your own fate. Because of the way you have acted today, you will share the fate of Plain. Tonight you will be led into the forest by one of our toms, and you know what will happen then." He growled. "Until then, your orders are to stay in the Slavehole and dwell on your disrespect. I have told Twilight sun to get Maggot to do your duty." The anger and hatred in Pit's stomach had been added to fear, and now she felt more sick then before. She could not hold it in any longer, otherwise she felt as if she would explode.

"I hate you." She rasped through an aching throat. Dark Tiger hissed and scratched her eye so she could only see in one. She could feel blood dripping down, but paid no attention as she was pushed out. With a growl she trudged into the Slavehole.

Pit opened her eye. Her scratched one could only open half, much like Dead's had been when he was given his punishment a while back. The faint scents of the hunting group wafted into her nostrils, especially Dead's. Her heart sunk. She didn't want to have another cat's kits, not out of her will. She was too young in her eyes, and many others. She could tell he was talking with Trip. Whatever the tom said made him upset, for his pawsteps were soon heard bounding down the Slavehole incline. He appeared at the entrance and quickly ran over to Pit, rubbing his muzzle comfortingly against her own.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his eyes full of worry and sadness. Pit nodded weakly.

"I'm scared." She meowed quietly. He licked her scar gently.

"I know." He mewed.

She could tell the sun was going down. Since he had gotten back Dead had stayed with her, his eyes not leaving the entrance like her own. Now, only faint rays of light entered the den. Voices outside were low and worried. They were barely loud enough to hear. Dead and Pit could only understand a few of the words.

"They…escape… almost time…terrible…young…Dead…Pit…feel bad…" Amberthorn meowed.

"How…know…dark…dig…kits…me." Morningsong mewed. Her voice was cracked and upset. Her scent signaled she felt it was all her fault. It got quiet, all except for two sets of pawsteps trudging down the incline. Dreampaw and Goldenpaw shared a glance as they recognized the scents. It was Dark tiger and Quick Run. Dark Tiger growled something too low for them to hear and Fall quickly appeared at the entrance. Her eyes betrayed her feelings.

"They are here for you Pit." She rasped. Dead licked her ear and she followed Fall out. Quick run looked mad and Dark tiger looked as if he was enjoying himself.

"Come." He meowed. Pit looked at her paws but followed the toms out of the Slavehole and out of the camp. She could feel the gazes of the BloodClan cats watching her.

"This is where I leave you. Go where you like in the territory. Come back when you are done. I will wait here for you." Dark Tiger ordered. Quick run nodded and pushed Pit ahead of him. He ordered her to turn when he wanted her to, and they were soon at a clearing. The moon was right above their heads. This was the first time Pit had been out of the BloodClan camp.

The next part may be graphic, so it will have its own chapter for those who want to skip it. Just a warning. Also, after that every other chapter will have allegiances because it might move quickly.