Chapter 14
A/N: Well, Me Instead of Him won, so that's what I'm doing!
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, own the song.
I stand out here…
Watching the world go by…
Trying not to cry…
Watching you die…
Could it have been…
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Forever seems such a long time…
A day's already torture!
But I guess its part of the deal…
Death for life!!
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
I like to think that all dead cats are just sleeping.
And they'll never, ever wake…
In StarClan, they're immortal.
For the rest of time!!
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Ohh…
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
I stand out here…
Watching the world go by…
Trying not to cry…
Watching you die…
Could it have been…
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Bluestar raced into camp, her tail streaming behind her. Everywhere she looked, warriors wrestled with the intruders. With a yowl, Bluestar fell on Blackfoot, the ShadowClan deputy. She let out a yowl of rage, and raked her claws down his side. The big tom let out a screech and leaped away from her. To Bluestar's surprise, however, he didn't retreat, but kept fighting.
Forever seems such a long time…
A day's already torture!
But I guess its part of the deal…
Death for life!!
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Bluestar spotted Lionheart, her beloved deputy, wrestling with several ShadowClan warriors at once. She ran across the camp yo fall, hissing, on one of them. The attacker turned to face her, and Bluestar found herself looking into the eyes of Clawface. The brown tom grinned wickedly, and slashed at her ear. Bluestar wasted no time, she reared up and came down to Clawface with all her strength. The brown tom hissed before racing away. Bluestar stepped away, and turned back into the battle.
She didn't see Lionheart collapse behind her.
I like to think that all dead cats are just sleeping.
And they'll never, ever wake…
In StarClan, they're immortal.
For the rest of time!!
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Bluestar sat, panting. The last of the ShadowClan cats had left the camp. She saw Spottedleaf race around from one cat to the other. She watched for a few moments, but was disturbed by a long, pained, mournful yowl.
Graypaw. She thought.
Suddenly, she jumped up, and raced to Graypaw's side. The gray apprentice was standing over a lump of ginger fur. Ginger fur that looked unmistakably like…
Lionheart.
Ohh…
Could it have been…?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Bluestar crouched down next to Lionheart's body. She pressed her muzzle into his side. Her eyes sparkled with memories of the golden tom.
The moon shone down above them. Bluestar raised her head to the skies.
I loved him, she thought. Why couldn't it be me instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
Instead of him?
A/N: Well, since there's only one song left to do, I'll get that up soon. One I get Once Upon a December up, I'll be taking requests. DON'T SEND THEM TO ME UNTIL ONCE UPON A DECEMBER IS UP!!
Thanks!