Chapter 8

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"Tigerstar please, I know we've talked about this last time... but-" Swiftstar's voice was pleading.

"I ordered you to kill your son as well. I've given you a few weeks to do that." Sightpaw felt Tigerstar's cold stare on him. Honestly, if I'm going to die anyways, why do I have to be blind...

"But... Tigerstar..." Swiftstar hesitated.

"I demand you to kill him NOW." Tigerstar snarled. Great. Sightpaw sighed.

"No! Tigerstar! Please! I... beg you! I can't... he's my son." Swiftstar insisted.

"How brave of you." Tigerstar's voice turned cold like chiseled pieces of ice. "Well, it looks like you're not worthy of my time."

"I am! I promise! But... he's blind. Just spare him! He can't do anything while he's blind." Swiftstar continued on. Ugh. I can't do anything while I'm blind. I'll show you I can. I will be able to do something. Just you wait. Sightpaw resisted the urge to scream at him.

"Hmmm. Fine. I suppose he can live. But if he tries to interfere, then he's dead, no more chances for you." Tigerstar spat.

Swiftstar went silent. "One more. One more after that one."

"It sounds like you have some kind of plan!" Tigerstar purred, then growed, "No. No more after that one."

"But-" Swiftstar protested.

"Or I'll kill him right here, right now." Tigerstar's voice turned sharp, and Sightpaw felt a claw resting on his neck. Oh StarClan. It's so painful not being able to see anything...

"NO! No, no. Okay fine. Just spare him." Swiftstar's high pitched voice surprised Sightpaw. I never knew he would be that protective over me.

"Good. But remember your promise. If he interfere's once. He's dying." Tigerstar purred.

"Okay..." Swiftstar reluctantly agreed.

Sightpaw grumbled in annoyance as Tigerstar had stopped talking. I'm assuming he left.

"I saved you!" Swiftstar sounded relieved.

"I suppose." Sightpaw murmured.

"Just don't do anything stupid, he's going to kill you if you do, and I can't do anything for you then." Swiftstar reminded him.

"Ugh." Sightpaw groaned. "I thought I couldn't do anything anyways." He said bitterly.

"I... It was for your safety." Swiftstar told him. Right... like I would believe you. You sounded very confident at that time.

"Of course it was." Sightpaw grunted sarcastically.

"It's time for your ceremony." Swiftstar mewed absently. What?

"Ceremony?" Sightpaw repeated.

"Medicine cat ceremony." Swiftstar told him.

"Right. Without a medicine cat." Sightpaw growled bitterly.

"You have me." Swiftstar's voice hardened.

"I don't want my ceremony to be made by you." Sightpaw protested.

"Well you will get it now." Swiftstar ignored him.

"Beechwing could've done it." Sightpaw snarled. "But too bad you KILLED him."

"I don't want to talk about this again. We've discussed this for a long time." Swiftstar grumbled, scuffing his paws on the ground.

"I still can't forgive you for that, you know." Sightpaw sighed. "And I never will."

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