This whole entire chapter is put in Mapleshade's point of view instead of Ravenwing's, but don't worry, I'll show his point of view in the next chapter! There will also be a lot of revealing in this chapter as well. Enjoy!

Chapter 11

Mapleshade dipped her head to Frostfang, who grinned back in return.

"Thanks for giving me fighting advice," Frostfang sneered. "I needed it to be able to kill Cherrytuft and take one of Ashstar's lives. You also did well with killing Crowfeather."

Mapleshade purred. "Thank you."

"I do hope you'll continue training me in the ways of killing," Frostfang meowed grimly, swiping her tongue over her jaws. "It satisfies my hunger for watching others suffer."

"I can make you leader," Mapleshade reminded Frostfang.

"But what about my father?" Frostfang meowed. "You promised him that as well."

"Indeed I did," Mapleshade cooed. "But I didn't say you had to be leader of WindClan."

Frostfang's mouth curved into a grim smile. "Which Clan do you have in mind?"

Mapleshade circled her.

"Perhaps ShadowClan," she mewed. "Like the famous Tigerstar. What a great warrior he was. Sadly, Firestar killed his spirit."

"Firestar," spat Frostfang. "I wish that cat had never been born!"

Mapleshade grinned widely inside her head. She'd cursed Ravenwing's kit instead of making her die like the others. She'd sensed an overly aggressive side to the young kit, so she'd cursed her with hunger, crazy ambition, evilness and cleverness. She wouldn't call it pure evil, just overly aggressive so much that she'd kill to make others fear her and gain power. Mapleshade would use Frostfang to get her revenge.

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"Are you sure this is going to work, Thistleclaw?" Mapleshade demanded.

"I want my apprentice back," Thistleclaw snapped.

The ruffled tom stared into the Shadowpool, seeing the vague face of Tigerstar, whose amber eyes stared back at him with an unreadable expression.

"I am here to bring your spirit back," Thistleclaw whispered.

Mapleshade sat next to him, suppressing a mrrow of amusement.

Frostfang took a seat next to Breezepelt, who had died when Heathertail had stumbled across him, accidentally killing her former mate who had been the father of Gingerfur and Grayflight.

"Whose spirit have you brought to give to Tigerstar?" Silverhawk queried.

Thistleclaw motioned with his head over to Darkstripe, who had pinned a struggling Leafpool to the ground.

"This," Darkstripe meowed smugly, "Is Leafpool, Firestar's beloved daughter. If we give her spirit to Tigerstar, then she won't go to StarClan, and Tigerstar will come back to the forest. Not the Dark Forest, but the Lake Territories."

"So he'll reek havoc there?" Frostfang inquired.

"Yes," Mapleshade answered. "He'll take over the Clans and we'll put them in a time of pain and misery!"

"Please," begged Leafpool. "Let me go. I'll do anything!"

"Shall we sacrifice your father's spirit instead?" Silverhawk spat.

"No!" Leafpool's eyes flashed. "Don't hurt anyone else... I guess you can take my life."

"Firestar will be sobbing for moons knowing that since Leafpool's spirit is gone, she can't join him in StarClan!" jeered Thistleclaw.

"In the name of StarClan, stop right there!" A pelt as black as the night itself darted over to Darkstripe, knocking him off his paws. The warrior's leaf-green eyes glistened with the dim light of the small, silver moon as she helped Leafpool get to her paws.

"My daughter..." Leafpool mewed softly. "I've missed you, Hollyleaf."

"Well, it's time to get you out of here," Hollyleaf meowed bravely.

"Frostfang!" hissed Mapleshade to her apprentice. "You know what to do."

Frostfang shot a sharp glance at Mapleshade. "But then Leafpool will tell everyone that I'm part of here!"

Mapleshade groaned in annoyance, lunging for Hollyleaf, her eyes flaring.

Hollyleaf nudged Leafpool, ordering her to run back into StarClan.

Rage bubbled up inside Mapleshade as her jaws closed on Hollyleaf's throat.

"Take her spirit!" Silverhawk dared.

Mapleshade picked Hollyleaf up by her neck, tossing her into the waiting Shadowpool.

"No!" yowled Leafpool, racing back to where her kit was. "I won't let you take what's left of her!"

"Too late," cackled a deep voice. "We already have."

The frosty starlight faded from Hollyleaf's fur, evaporating in the dark waters of the Shadowpool.

Leafpool gasped at the dark tabby, backing away as her light brown fur fluffed up in horror.

"Is this Tigerstar?" Frostfang whispered to Mapleshade.

"Yes, he is," Mapleshade muttered back, grinning widely.

"Just because you're back from the dead doesn't mean you have to stop respecting me," Mapleshade meowed to Tigerstar.

"Take her spirit and give it to Hawkfrost," Tigerstar demanded, flicking his tail toward Leafpool.

"Paws off my apprentice!" yowled a gray she-cat.

"Cinderpelt?" Leafpool looked shocked. "I thought you were Cinderheart!"

"Not anymore," Cinderpelt mewed. "I detached myself from Cinderheart when she chose to follow her own destiny."

"How touching," sneered Tigerstar. "But I'm afraid it's too late."

Tigerstar flung the screeching Leafpool into the Shadowpool as almost at once, Hawkfrost appeared.

"No..." Cinderpelt pelted back to StarClan's territory, sobbing.

"Let us rage war," Hawkfrost breathed.

"This... this is very bizarre," Frostfang murmured to Mapleshade.

Mapleshade ignored her, standing up tall. Breezepelt flashed a quick glance at her.

"The end of the Clans is near," she meowed.

Thistleclaw padded forward to Mapleshade.

"I see that Lionclaw is under some distress," he mewed. "Perhaps I can train him in the ways of the Dark Forest."

"No," Mapleshade announced. "Let Ravenwing."