Okay so I posted the allegiances like a day ago, so here's an actual chapter. ENJOY!

Today is the day

Heathertail ran swiftly back to camp. She went through a side entrance so she wouldn't be seen by Whitetail who was guarding the camp. She snuck into the warriors den and settled down in her nest between Breezepelt and Swallowtail. Breezepelt's eyes shot open when she layed down in her nest.

"Where have you been?" He growled.

"The dirt place." Heathertail said and instantly realized her mistake.

"No you weren't. I've been waiting here since sunset for you." Breezepelt's gaze burned into her, "Why are you lying?"

"Breezepelt," Heathertail started desperately, "I'm not, really."

"You're seeing another tom aren't you? Who is it?"

Heathertail cast a quick glance at Antpelt, who was sleeping one nest away from her. He had come in from the dirt place just a little bit before her, and Breezepelt would make the assumption.

Just as she thought, he followed her gaze to Antpelt.

"Him?" He sounded enraged, "Of course, how could I be so dumb! You were on the patrol with him earlier weren't you!"

Heathertail nodded stiffly. If she said no he would keep going on about how she was a liar, and he thought she was trustworthy.

"You're just like Crowfeather. You act as if you love one cat when you really love another. Well that's not how it's going to be between you and me. I'm going to be sure of it."

She looked up at him sharply and shook her head.

"No. I won't be with you."

Breezepelt's smirk caught her off guard and he pounced on her. Before she could yell he had but his tail in her mouth and dragged her outside, around the way she came in and out of screaming range. He took his tail out of her mouth and sat near her, making sure to unsheathe his claws.

"Take me to where you were." He growled, "Or I'll go there myself then I'll really know who you were with." Heathertail knew he would find out anyway, with or without her but maybe she could somehow persuade Breezepelt nothing had happened.

"Fine. Let's go." And she started out on what would be the third sin of her life.

(New POV, Lionblaze)

Lionblaze arrived at camp and half the Clan was still alive, grooming the lifeless ginger body that lay in the center of them. Brambleclaw, Lionblaze's father, or so-called father was sitting by Sandstorm, who was staring at her mate's body in a trance. Squirrelflight's head was bowed, and Brambleclaw just looked at her in disgust and then turned his head to tell Sandstorm something. Lionblaze looked over at Squirrelflight. She looked up and around, then caught Lionblaze staring at her. She didn't say anything or look at him in any way but Lionblaze suddenly felt sorry for her.

Lionblaze walked away to the fresh kill when Squirrelflight got up and followed him. She sat down by him.

"I know, you're disappointed in me. But Firestar was my father, real father and you're real grandfather too. Leafpool is even sadder than me right now, and it's just… I have no idea why I'm talking to you, or even talking about this but when you, Jayfeather, and Hollyleaf were still my kits I loved you. I still love you even now. And I guess… Well Firestar loved me and Leafpool so much, and we loved him, it'll be hard to watch the burial. Which is why we won't be."

Lionblaze thought of Heathertail. How he had talked to her about Hollyleaf. To his aunt he nodded blankly. Hollyleaf hadn't gotten a burial. Squirrelflight walked away.

Now he had something he had to do. He walked to Jayfeather. And set his mouse down by him.

"Take it I'm not hungry."

Jayfeather looked at him quizzically. Lionblaze knew his brother knew something was up. He was probably remembering the talk with Squirrelflight, and then he would know…

Lionblaze quickly tried to think of something other than Heathertail.

"Stop that." Jayfeather snapped at his brother.

"Stop what?" Lionblaze asked.

"Trying to hide things from me," Jayfeather hissed, "I know there's something you're not telling me."

Lionblaze hurried away to groom his grandfather then went back to sleep, completely oblivious that he was about to be known to one as "ThunderClan mangy tom…"

(New POV, Breezepelt)

Breezepelt followed closely beside Heathertail making sure she wasn't trying to cover up any scent trails. He was getting impatient.

"Come on," He hissed, "We must be nearly there by now." Breezepelt's claws dug into the ground. He wanted to get there. And soon. Heathertail swooshed her tail over a clump of grass with impatience herself he guessed.

"Almost…" Heathertail answered. She seemed to be going as slow as she possibly could. Breezepelt pushed her forward with impatience. "Great StarClan I'm making sure I don't lose my trail."

"Yeah you could totally forget where you were meeting with your love." Breezepelt snorted and spat out the word love.

"Just be quiet! We're here."

(New POV, Heathertail)

Oh no… Heathertail thought, Antpelt's been here!

Quickly she swooshed her tail over where Antpelt had caught a rabbit and continued to walk. Breezepelt wouldn't know what ThunderClan tom she was seeing. But knowing he was ThunderClan would be bad enough.

Heathertail spoke, and so did Breezepelt though Heathertail didn't listen.

"Just be quiet! We're here."

She sat down where Lionblaze had met her. She heard Breezepelt hiss in surprise and turn on her. His eyes told her about the hatred he felt for ThunderClan.

"A mangy ThunderClan tom? And one of them none the less!"

"One of who?" Heathertail asked, surprised.

"My dear old brothers." Breezepelt answered, and took a step towards her, "Now you'll pay."

(New POV, Breezepelt)

Breezepelt saw the fear that flickered in Heathertail's eyes and knew he was right. He took a step toward her and pounced. He knocked the claws that were rushed at him away and pinned Heathertail down.

"I loved you, but you love one of them? How could you?"

"It's my life not yours!" Heathertail hissed at him and Breezepelt slashed his claws across her face. He was so filled with rage he didn't care what he did just cared that he must do… one thing.

(New POV, Heathertail)

The sliver of the moon that showed told Heathertail she was doomed. The light hit Breezepelt's face just right. His face was contorted with rage. She was going to pay.

"Please," Heathertail pleaded, "Don't."

Breezepelt didn't listen, and he finally attacked. Heathertail was able to scramble from his grip when he pulled his paw up to slash her across the stomach.

Heathertail pounced on Breezepelt, and slashed wildly. He screeched, fumbled his way up and took a few steps back. Of everything, attack was not what he expected.

Surprise, I turned out, was in alliance with Heathertail tonight.

She pinned him this time and let out a snarl. It was extremely cruel as Heathertail smiled at him and closed her jaws around his throat.

HA! This chappie was extremely long for what I usually write, but hey. HE HAD TO DIE! HAHAHAHA! Yep cool. REVIEW PLEASEEE! How'd you like how Heathertail killed him?