O.o

Chapter 2

I awoke in the Warriors' den. I looked beside me at the other warriors. Hawkflight was sound asleep, though her ears stuck up and alert. Gustyfoot thrashed nervously around in her nest. Shadeheart was turned over, close to where Weatherstep's nest used to be.
I slowly stood, sneaking from the den. I glanced into the nursery. Mudlily lay there, with my kits, who had a half-moon to go before they were apprentices. I sat beside the high-stump, resting. Then, I heard a few leaves rustling, and saw a pair from bright eyes. Shadeheart stepped out, eyes glazed. He walked over to me.
"Mind if I sit here?" He murmured and looked at me. Normally I would've refused; We never did get along, my father's apprentice or not. But he was hiding tears in his eyes, and I knew he was thinking of my sister. I scooted aside to show that I didn't mind.
Silence cascaded across the clearing again. He looked at the stars, and I looked at my paws. Suddenly, he croaked, "I guess you never knew... Weatherstep was going to show you a surprise. But you never got to know what the surprise was. I would've always been mad at you anyways because she... passed on... but..." Shadeheart closed his eyes tightly, and I saw a tear go down my brother-in-law's face. "She was expecting kits."
I never... okay, maybe I get emotional sometimes, but that struck me hard. I was so guilty for killing my sister but... kits...
Shadeheart sniffled and went back to the den. I frowned. I'd named Shadeheart as one of my first targets in my plan. But I questioned myself now... No. Every cat for himself. No matter what....

Yay Gustyfoot was in it
Next part

Flippaw or whatever could be in it at anytime, anyway, or something.

O.o

(Just remember Thsunser that I was going to have him look into the apprentice den and see them and his kits but then I remembered they weren't old enough XD I will)

Chapter 3

"Gustyfoot, Goldenfur, Ivypelt and a few others should go," Blackheart suggested (Oh, typical Blackheart). I looked at him. I was thinking all moon about killing family, friends...
"Shadeheart, Spiritwhisper, Weatherstep..."
"Those three kits of her's, Hawkflight, Silverstar..."
Suggestions turned into chants swarming around me, rushing past me knocking me down. Then silence. I looked around to see only one, single DarkForest spirit. Darktail. He cuffed me around the ear and spat, "Get it together! DeathClan cannot have an insane leader (ironic)!"
"I'm fine." I mumbled, holding in a burst of hullocinations and blood and chants. Darktail slapped me with his paw again. I croaked, "I'm fine..." He did it again, and again, and again, taunting me, tearing me to shreds. A low drone sounded in my ear, then silence. My vision blurred, and I felt anger boil up inside me. The silence killed me. It left memories. Darktail had stopped taunting, a horrified expression plastered across his face. I tilted my head innocently. Taking a menacing step forward, I was nose to nose with my father. I kicked him in the chest and snarled, "NEVER taunt me again."

Boss.

(Yep blackheart really hates Gustyfoot)

Next paaaaaaart?

(Is blood talon on?)

(Yeah.)

(Woo!)

(But he isn't doing anything.)

(When nobody replies I go on Youtube while I wait)

XD so how are you guys on, isn't it school time?

(I'm out. No snow yet, but maybe later.)

(So you're on because?)

(Just really bored.)

(So you're not in school?)

(Nope.)

(Awesome)

(I am.)

(O.o)

(I have school.)

(How are you on?)