Lillypool's eyes got big. "I don't know who you are, or what our trade was. I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong cat." She whispered, and then gasped for breath as his claws sunk farther into her stomach.

This made him chuckle more of his evil chuckle. "Oh you forgot our little trade? Mom would be very disappointed with your bad memory, sister." At this he picked up one of his paws and ran the claw on the side of Lillypool's face, cutting some hair, but nothing more. "Now, think harder, or I will go lower." He said a big smirk on his face.

She started to tremble, tears falling from her eyes. She kept her eyes closed. "I don't remember my mother. I don't know you." She started to whimper, hoping he would get his claws off of her.

Shaking his head softly, the tom went "Tisk, Tisk, Tisk. Fine, I'm Nightspark. Remember? Your brother from Riverclan?" He asked, his claws digging farther into her stomach. "Remember?" He hissed in her ear.

The pain got too much, and Lillypool started to cry. Blood was tricking from her neck and her stomach. She shook her head, even though it hurt her neck dearly. "No! I lost my memory! I don't remember you or my mom, or even my dad! I have no idea who Nightspark is." She tried hard to stop crying, but she could not handle the pain.

Nightspark dug his claws farther in her stomach. "You don't remember me? Do you remember the pain that I gave you before you left?" He asked, getting close to her, and then used his claw to drag across her face. "How about now?"

Lillypool let out a screeched of pain, but then a claw clamped down on her throat to make her stop. "I…. don't…. remember…" she said between gasps.

"Hush, I don't want to have to take your pretty little life, but if you bring a cat here, then I will. I can undo our trade on my own. Now, do you remember our trade?" He asked, his claws going farther onto her neck.

Gasping for breath, Lillypool managed to choke out, "No." She closed her eyes and her breathing got shallower and shallower.

Nightspark leaned over. "Fine, let me fill you back in. Your "kits" are not yours. They are mine. My partner was the medicine cat, and she had kits, my kits. But she would be exiled if they knew, so I gave them to you to rise. Well now Starclan told her that those kits have the power of Starclan, so she wants them back, now." He hissed in her ear.

Lillypools breaths were quick and shallow. She looked at him with pained eyes. "They are my kits." She whispered, and then felt her head spin from the loss of blood.

He shook his head. "Are you that mouse brained? They are my kits, and I'm going to get them back, weather you will let me or if I have to do it myself." He hissed, then dug his claws farther into her one last time, then scratched her face right before he ran back up the hill and into his territory.

Once Lillypool could see him no more, she let out a screech. "Help!" She cried, but then could barely breathe, none a less yell.

Hearing the call, Stripetail changed his direction. He was out hunting, and when he heard the call he started to sprint to the lake, heart filled with fear. Is it happening again? Her being crushed? He thought, and at that, he ran harder. When he got to her, he yelped in shock and ran to her side.

Looked up, Lillypool started to cry harder. "It hurts." She whispered, blood gushing over most of her body, and puddles of blood covering the ground and spilling into the lake.

Stripetail lifted her head and let out a yowl, loud enough that it could be heard from there to four trees. He sat down and started to groom her fur, gingerly, trying to help her.

Crying turned to wincing as Lillypool started to loose more and more blood, and she looked at him. "I have to tell you something." She whispered her voice weak and strained from the pain.

Licking her softly and tears falling from his own eyes, Stripetail nodded. "Anything love." He whispered

Gasping for breath again, Lillypool looked at him, her eyes glistening with pain and tears. "I need you too…" she trailed off, gasping for air again.

Stripetail looked at her, leaning closer. "Don't leave me." He whimpered.

Closing her eyes, Lillypool passed out. She was covered in blood, and her message was untold. Her flank was barely rising up and down, and it got slower and slower.