Title: Lion and Tiger Part Two
Word count: 818
Fandom: Warriors
Summary: How Firestar should have died.
Notes: This is the second and final part of 'Lion and Tiger'. This is how Firestar should have died, in my opinion, because his death in the books was just really, really lame. Also, I think Bramblestar should NOT have made Squirrelflight his deputy, so I changed that... anyway, yeah, my version of the ending of TLH.
This was up on my co-writing account with my friend Shadowstroke before we took it down. Now that account has transformed into my Clan's account: FroggyClan is Awesome.
"You will never hurt one of my warriors again!" Firestar screeched at Tigerstar.
Tigerstar growled, crouching down. "But I will," he hissed, amber eyes flashing. "Once you are finally dead, there will be no one to protect ThunderClan. I will hunt your warriors down one by one and kill them all, even if it takes a thousand moons. You have robbed me of so much, Firestar, but you will not rob me of my revenge."
With that, the great tabby warrior pounced. Firestar felt huge claws gouge into his shoulders, making his ginger pelt turn red with blood. He twisted, vainly trying to shove Tigerstar off his back. Tigerstar released him, and Firestar had a moment of relief before his lifelong enemy attacked him again.
This time Firestar was ready. He turned his own claws on Tigerstar. The two toms fought fiercely, Firestar trying to defend his Clan from the menace of the Dark Forest and Tigerstar thirsting for revenge.
ThunderClan watched the battle with wide eyes frozen in shock. Suddenly, a crack of thunder and a burst of lightning lit the darkness. The rain began to pour down upon the fighting duo.
The battle was short, but fiercely fought. Eventually, Firestar was overtaken. Weary from the long battle before Tigerstar attacked him, he was pinned on his back. Wounds scarred his pelt, all of them bleeding profusely. He gazed in horror at his opponent.
Tigerstar's expression was one of triumph. "At last!" he hissed. "Revenge is finally mine!"
Firestar's eyes widened as Tigerstar leaned down and bit his throat. He struggled to free himself, but he was too weak, and Tigerstar was too strong. Almost with relish, the huge tabby tom watched as the light died in his arch enemy's eyes. Tigerstar looked up at the stunned ThunderClan.
"You are all walking dead," he growled to them. "I will give you two days to run ... then I will find you. My revenge would not be complete without a kit's game of Hide-and-Seek. No one of ThunderClan descent will ever be safe again. None with the blood of the kittypet Clan will walk the forest ever again. I will find you. I will kill you. Your blood will bathe the forest and make the lake run red ..."
"Never!"
Tigerstar whipped his tyrannical head around. He growled. "Lionblaze," he spat. "The traitor."
"I was never a traitor!" Lionblaze yowled. "I have always been loyal to ThunderClan! And you will never destroy my home!"
With that, the golden tom attacked his former mentor. Tigerstar was slightly taken aback, but quickly retaliated. His claws dug into the golden tom's fur, gaining a strong grip, but were unable to break the skin. Growling with frustration at Lionblaze's invincibility, Tigerstar flipped the smaller tom over his shoulder, trying to break or bruise Lionblaze instead of shredding him.
He was unsuccessful. Lionblaze quickly got up, unscathed. "You forgot I could not be harmed," he hissed. "But the same is not true for you!"
He pounced, landing squarely on Tigerstar's back and bowling him over. The Dark Warrior lay winded on the ground for a moment, before regaining his breath and standing back up to face his opponent. However, Lionblaze was already right in front of him, claws extended.
Tigerstar was caught off-guard by the golden tom. His former apprentice slashed his shoulder with glistening claws and pushed the Dark Warrior down. Lionblaze growled at his enemy, eyes filled with battle-wrath. "You will never harm my friends and family ever again," he growled into Tigerstar's ear. "Your days of terror are over!"
With a quick slash to the throat, it was over. Tigerstar gurgled and screamed, writhing under Lionblaze's firm grip. At last, he faded into nothing.
The ThunderClan cats were hushed in awe, their eyes wide. They looked at Lionblaze with immense respect and bowed their heads to him. Far off, a distant cry of despair could be heard: "Tigerstar's dead! We've lost! It's all over!"
Brambleclaw, solemn, limped up to stand beside Lionblaze. "I am ThunderClan's leader now," he rasped. "Firestar was a great leader and a good cat, but he is gone now. Do you accept me?" His eyes were hollow and he looked shocked—he had, once again, just witnessed his father's death—but he appeared strong to the Clan.
"We accept you," Leafpool said softly. She was echoed by the assent of the rest of the Clan.
"Who will be your deputy?" Jayfeather asked.
Bramblestar looked over the Clan. He locked gazes with Squirrelflight, whose eyes were filled with sadness—she had just witnessed her father's death, as well. Bramblestar nodded to her, sending her a look that said, We'll speak later.
Then he turned to Lionblaze. "I think my choice is clear," he announced. "I say these words before StarClan, so that the spirits of our warrior ancestors may hear and approve of my choice. the new deputy of ThunderClan is Lionblaze."