Confusing Twists | A Warrior Cats AU

Chapter 33

Vixensky sat on the ground, still hyperventilating. It can't be! No! No! No! I'm not that monster! I can't be! I'm Vixensky! Not that monster! No! No! No! No!
"You're lying! You have to be! This isn't true!" Vixensky wailed, their voice suddenly seeming so wrong.
Grey Wing just slowly shook his head. "It is. . . And you deserve to know." the starry grey cat walked away.
Vixensky crumpled to the ground. Here they had been, always hating Clear Sky. And now they were being told that they technically were Clear Sky!
Is this why I would hyperfixate on moments from his life?! Because subconsciously I knew he was me?! Vixensky has always found it a little strange that the main events from the clan foundage era they remembered were about Clear Sky. But they hadn't really questioned it because it wasn't like they were from his point of view or anything!
What kind of punishment is this?! I know I deserve it but why would they take my memories away?! Vixensky now had all the memories. And they didn't like it.
"This can't be happening! It's not happening! Ashfur tell me that this isn't real!" Vixensky cried.
Ashfur shifted. "I-I am not even sure what's happening. Could you try to explain what you saw please?" he asked.
"I'm a terrible, terrible cat! I deserve death! Why don't you just kill me now so I can go to the dark forest?! Go on! Kill me!" Vixensky was hysterical at this point.
Ashfur stood there, eyes wide. "Dont say that Vixensky! I don't know what's happening but you're not terrible! You saved my life! You're my best friend!"
Vixensky swatted at him, hissing. "Just go away! You need to leave! I might kill you for no reason or something! My actions are unpredictable! I might kill a mother for defending her kits again! Go away! I won't let you get yourself hurt!" they snarled, tears flooding down their face.
"Vixensky! Listen to me! You aren't a monster! You-" Ashfur sounded desperate. . . And sympathetic. . . He related.
They interrupted him. "You don't know me! I don't even think I know myself! Who am I?!" Vixensky shrieked.
Ashfur wasn't going to give up. "I know how you feel! I really do! But dying isn't the answer! You taught me that!"
Vixensky's throat was dry. They weren't able to even respond. They could only lay there.
Ashfur grabbed Vixensky by the scruff. "Come on, we're going home."
"My home is dead! And I should be too! I was supposed to be alive fifty or so years ago! Why am I here?! To suffer! And I should be suffering!" Vixensky was able to croak, leaving them out of breath. A weak whimper was the only other thing they could muster.

An: Vixensky has a 'she-cat' voice, Vixen is a spiritish cat that always watched the clans and became an actual cat only recently