Fallenstar's Prophecy
Chapter Seven
Snowstorm's POV
"Snowstorm, they're all yours now," a soft voice snarled in my ear.
I had done it! I had summoned the Dark Forest to the Gathering Island! Now they were all on my side…
Except for the rare Chosen. They would be untamable, even with the strongest trance.
We're still working on it, though.
We'll murder all the Chosen, except for Fallenfeather, once we find them. Then, we'll team up against her, and the lake will be MINE!
That's the plan, anyway.
That's what Mapleshade promised.
It's not like she's ever deceived anyone. She told me everything and promised me power. Extreme power.
"Uh, Snowstorm?"
I looked up to see Mintpaw, now Mintfur looking down at me.
"What do you want?" I said, a bit annoyed.
"You've been talking to yourself," he said.
"Put him under," I whispered under my breath. The presence of cold, damp fur appeared, and the disappeared as quickly as it had come.
"I'm sorry, Snowstorm," Mintfur automatically said. His tone was flat. Good. He wasn't Chosen.
He walked away, and I felt satisfied knowing that I was taking control of the Clans.
Actually, you know what? "Take them all under," I whispered again. The dampness returned, but it was longer this time.
Everyone would bow down to me.
This was going better than I thought it would.
Redfur's POV
I gaped in horror at Sunstreak's body. Duskstar stood over her, growling.
"Do not question the power of Snowstorm," she said flatly.
Dampness and a musky scent wreathed around me, and when I blinked, Duskstar was back on her branch, and Sunstreak's body was gone.
And everyone seemed like they were somewhere else.
"Gathering dismissed," Goldenstar said with a very flat tone.
Just like that, everyone started walking away, each step synchronized, each breath even.
I felt my heart beat faster. What was going on?
I decided to march along with them, catching up with my sister.
"Dawnsky!" I hissed in her ear. She didn't move.
"Redfur!" someone hissed behind me. I turned.
"Yes?" I replied in my flattest tone.
It was Fallenfeather. Hopefully she saw that I was okay, that I wasn't under this spell.
She sighed and turned back, bounding towards the ShadowClan cats.
I wonder what this meant, not being able to be taken by this curse,
The night was quieter than usual. No kits asking about the Gathering, no late night conversations between the apprentices. Just dead silence.
I curled up in the nest I shared with my sister. Her body wasn't giving off any warmth, but I could tell she was still alive by the steady rise and fall of her flank.
Unable to sleep, I silently padded out of the den and sat in the clearing. The sky was speckled in stars and the moon was making its way to the horizon line.
The peace made my eyelids heavy, but I knew that I couldn't sleep in the clearing. It would get me killed.
So I made my way over to my nest, next to the cold body of Dawnsky, and waited for the sun to rise.
Snowstorm's POV
The sun rose over the camp, and just like that, everyone in the den got up, without stretching, without talking, and padded outside.
Shadowheart had had another litter, and they weren't playing like normal kits. They were doing what everyone else was doing.
Walking.
"They are ready to spot out the chosen," a voice whispered in my ear.
"Before you do that, take Roseleaf out of the trance," I said. "Scorchfur too. They can help me."
"They will stand in your way of power," the voice whispered again.
"Hush, Mapleshade. If you're not going to do both of them, do at least Roseleaf," I said.
"Love will stand in your way of power!" Mapleshade hissed.
"It's not love! I'm just me!" I said, wanting to block out Mapleshade.
"Then I'll help you," she hissed. "I could help you more than Roseleaf ever could."
I really didn't want Mapleshade to do this. I wanted Roseleaf, a friend I've had forever, to help me instead.
"Fine," I said.
"Good," she continued. "We're going to have this lake!"
We? No! It was just me! She said that it was just going to be me!
Then, I decided I had to end this. I slid out my claws, and drew them across Mapleshade's neck, making sure that they dug in deep.
The fading she-cat gagged and writhed. "What have you done?" she yowled.
I watched as the pale blood on the ground faded. Mapleshade had gone to join the Forgotten.
I felt satisfied, and I called Thistleclaw from the depths of memory.
"Take Roseleaf out of the trance," I said, leaving my claws unsheathed. "Or I will kill you and end your last life."
Thistleclaw wove out of the den and came back, Roseleaf following him.
"Snowkit, what's going on?" she whispered.
"Roseleaf, do you not remember? I'm Snowstorm now!" I said.
"Ok, Snowstorm, what's going on?" she said louder.
"I need to tell you something," I said. "Let me tell you the whole story…"
A/N: Hey, I'm back with another chapter. It's not as long as last time, but it's longer than most of the others. I'd say that a battle is brewing and hostilities are starting. Oh yeah, and I also avoided Fallenfeather's point of view completely, so you get a break of what she sees. From now on, the chapters will be alternating between Snowstorm's POV and Fallenfeather's POV. See you next chapter! I AM CONTINUING THIS I'M JUST BUSY =P
~Harmonic