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Chapter 2: Don't Kill Me Please

"It all started a couple moons ago. I was four or five moons old. I lived with my mother, Opin, and my sister, Joann. We lived next to a lake. One day, when Opin sent me hunting, I accidentally fell into the lake. As soon as I fell in, I knew that I was changing to a monster. I was covered, head to tail, with blood. My vision was red, and I couldn't think clearly. There...there was a voice telling me to get angry, just attack the nearest think around. I was scared...too scared to ignore the voice. There was blood everywhere. Everywhere. The only thing I wanted to do was run away to a place where no one could see me. But my paws carried my back to where Opin was waiting for me and Joann to come back from hunting. As soon as she saw me, she rushed to get all the blood off of me before Joann came back." I couldn't help but laugh sadly at that. I had always hated when Opin cleaned me, "I-I lost control of my temper then. I told her to stop as calmly as I could, but she wouldn't listen. Then...then I attacked her..." I choked. I never choke, "S-she did her best to stop me...but I just...ripped her apart..." I couldn't talk anymore. The memory was too much. I couldn't...I couldn't keep myself from crying. Tears streamed down my face. I hated it. I never cried.

The she-cat backed away, a thoughtful expression on her face, and walked to the river. She stuck her paw in, and pulled it out. It was covered in blood. I looked at it, shocked. I saw white, and was instantly at the lake. The lake of blood. Little me was crouched underneath a bush, watching a large mouse get a drink from the lake. I pounced, and completely missed the mouse. Instead, I leaped right into the of clear water spraying out when I fell in, there was blood.

Then I blacked out.

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The light ginger she-cat secretly laughed at the black demon in front of her. He saw blood, where she saw just a dripping wet paw. He was seeing things that weren't there. StarClan must hate him. She thought. But it's just like I thought. However, making cats see blood... that's such a cruel thing to do.

When he fainted, she lifted him up and carried him to the river. He was heavy, heavier than she expected for a skinny apprentice size tom. She could feel his ribs and most of his bones. This surprised her, because he had a lot of prey available. Then she dropped him in the river.

He is very interesting. He might make a good leader. She smirked as he softly whimpered. He just has to get past his memories. The lake he fell in... I doubt the clear water on the surface was just a concealer of the blood underneath. StarClan is trying to send him a message. I just hope it's the right one.

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When I woke up again, my vision was red. That wasn't very uncommon with me. It happened almost every morning, or if I just took a nap. Seriously, I wake up and everything is tinted with red.

The she-cat was sitting calmly right next to me, her light ginger fur looked red, "What did you see?" She asked me.

I looked at her like she was a mouse-brain, because she probably was. If she wasn't fazed by the blood that came out with her paw instead of water, then she was a completely mouse-brain.

"I saw blood." I whispered, "It wasn't water. It was blood."

I could tell the she-cat was trying to hold back a chuckle. The red vision got stronger.

"StarClan must really hate you." She muttered, "Or they want a cat alive who kills for fun."

I sat up and tilted my head, "StarClan?"

"I think you should come with me." The she-cat walked over to me, and wiped some dirt off my shoulder with her tail, "ShadowClan could use someone like you. And Hollystar, our leader, will take a particular interest in your training."

I was just confused. I slowly stood up, and realized that I was in the river. I panicked, then realized that my legs weren't covered in blood. They were just wet. I have no idea why, I just witnessed the she-cat pull blood out of the river, but...maybe I was just seeing things. Memories can cause things to seem out of the ordinary.

The she-cat summoned me to follow her with her tail. I got out of the river, shook the wetness off me, and followed without a word. It actually pains me to leave Joann behind, she can't really defend herself, but maybe it's for the best. Maybe if I leave, the twolegs will come back and Joann can live with one of them. She always said it would be better for her as a kittypet. Once she realizes I'm gone, maybe that wish of hers will come true.

The she-cat led me to the edge of the twoleg place, towards a pine forest. New scents were everywhere. Fresh smells of prey, and newly grown undergrowth filled my nose. I looked around, staring at the countless numbers of prey. There were birds, mice, squirrels, frogs, and the occasional rabbit.

"Right now, during greenleaf, ShadowClan thrives." The she-cat mewed as she saw my interest with the scenery, "But in the colder moons, prey is scarce. We usually stock enough for all of leaf-bare, but sometimes we run out of food and have to scavenge for crowfood or invade other Clan's territory. I'm not a big fan of that, invading other territories, but Hollystar doesn't see anything wrong with it, so we have to follow her orders." She leaned closer to whisper in my ear, "Sometimes I think she's a Dark Forest cat that managed to find a way to live in the living world."

I obviously had no idea what she was talking about. I didn't know what the Dark Forest was. I had heard of the Clans that lived next to the twoleg place, but I never had an interest in them. If I did, I would know everything possible to know about them. Trust me, sometimes instead of killing, I use my victims as resources.

Soon, I heard paw steps in the undergrowth beside us. My head jerked in that direction, and my claws instantly unsheathed. The she-cat raised her tail in front of me, and I growled.

"Sunwind, who is this?" A black she-cat with bright amber eyes stepped out of a bush she was hiding in.

The she-cat put her head down, "This is the supposed demon from the twoleg place." She answered.

The newcomer narrowed her eyes, "And why have you brought him here? You were supposed to get rid of him."

I flinched. I wanted to shred her right then and there. I wish I could, but something about the way the ginger she-cat was carrying herself made me feel like she was the most important cat in the world. If you disappointed her, then you would have a death wish.

"Sunwind. Answer me," The black she-cat mewed after there had been silence.

The ginger she-cat, Sunwind, shuffled on her paws, like she was searching for an answer. Finally she spoke, "I judged him. I gave him a chance. Isn't that what you never got, Hollystar? A chance?"

I was shocked. This was Hollystar? I thought she would just be a normal cat, but she...she looks like me...

she looks like she's struggling not to kill us.