My Immortal (Fireheart X Spottedleaf)

The Storm breaks

An icy wind blew in from  the north, chilling the waiting ThunderClan warriors as it moaned like a lost soul. Silently they sat waiting; waiting for the dreaded sight of BloodClan and it's tyrannical leader.
Alongside the  ThunderClan cats  stood the other clans. WindClan, standing close to their allies, stood like the claw of the clans, seemingly frail but quick and deadly when they lashed out. Although at first glance fragile, the cats of WindClan were a force to be reckoned with, a life on the moorland toughening both their bodies and mind.
RiverClan stood not far off. The scent of trepidation hung heavily over the cats and not without good reason. These warriors had been forced to fight away from the safety of their riverside home to a place in which their skills counted for little. But still they stood there, bloodied by Tigerstar and seeking to unleash their terrible rage up in the terror which he had inadvertently unleashed upon them all.
Finally stood ShadowClan. Under the command of the newly anointed Blackstar, the stoic warriors sharpened their claws on the coarse stone beneath their paw. Gazing out across the forest, the warriors of the dark clan held only a resolve as steely and unforgiving  as the landscape which had forged them. These cats expected no quarter and would offer none.
Darkening the sky, grey clouds began to form overhead as the wind continues to wail. No sound dared to interupt it as it seemed that the very forest held its breath in anticipation for the battle to come for the blood to be spilt. Instead the wind kept blowing its mournful tune.
Sitting at the forefront of the  ThunderClan warriors, Firestar cast his mind back to the camp. Were Spottedleaf, Cinderpelt and the others evacuating? Was his family safe? What if they couldn't 
hold? What if Scourge slaughtered them all, their sacrifice meaning nothing as the dark tom killed their families? No. He would not, could not let that happen!"
Then everything fell deathly silent. Slinking out of the dense undergrowth came the host of BloodClan, an army of sadistic killers at the front of which strode their insidious lord. Scourge's tooth studded collar, a testament to his prowess in the savage arts of war, drawing the attention of every clan cat present. How many grisly trophies would Scourge add to his grim tally before the battle's end?
For a while the two sides waited, studying,  probing each other for any sign of weakness. Claws unsheathed to scrape the unfeeling rocks and we dared wildy as the tension thickened to an almost intoxicating effect.
Then Scourge began to strode forth. Alone. This was the final chance for negotiations and a peaceful solution to  the conflict.
" You go Firestar." The ginger tom was startled at the voice of Tallstar behind him. As Firestar turned, he was greeted by the sight of the three leaders of WindClan,  RiverClan  and ShadowClan. 
" Why me?" Firestar asked, staring in  disbelief at the warriors before him. 
"Firestar," said Leopardstar briskly, "You have a way of dealing with  problems that will most likely lead to a bloodless conflict. But if the negotiations fail, you have proven yourself in battle and we would be proud to stand beside you."
Seeing the reserved look in Leopardstar and Blackstar's faces, Firestar wondered briefly in they truly meant it or were merely saying it as they had no other choice. But in the end, it didn't matter. 
"I'll do it " he nodded, determination spreading across his features. Looking g one last time at the clans he had come to come home, Firestar turned and padded out towards Scourge.
Dipping their heads respectfully to  one another as Firestar approached, the two leaders maintained a wary distance.  Fighting to keep the hair on his back to lie flat, Firestar was faced with the ebony killer of Tigerstar. Despite the fact that he easily dwarfed Scourge, Firestar  was in no way foolish enough to believe that Scourge was not capable of collateral damage if he willed it.
" So," said Scourge in a voice as eerily calm as undisturbed  lake in the night,  with no way of telling of what truly lay beneath, "Have you considered  my ultimatum?"
"Yes," replied Firestar, hoping he sounded far more confident than he felt, "We will not leave but we are prepared to offer a compromise."
"Oh really," Scourge sneered in the same smooth tone but this time allowing his fangs to show every so slightly, "I was unaware that you were in a position to argue. However I am a more reasonable cat than you may think. Indulge me."
Firestar breathed in before speaking in as commanding a tone as he could muster, speaking with every  fibre of his being. "We will let you return to BloodClan territory in peace. There will be no retribution. There does not need blood to be spilt this day."
"You'll let me return," Scourge snarled, his teeth now fully bared in anger, "Let's get one thing clear forest scum! You are in no position to be making deals. If you won't leave the forest willingly, then I'll force you out. Surely you're not deluded enough to think I can't!"
Firestar  unsheathed his claws. "Even so, we will fight you at every turn Scourge. We will fight for every blood soaked pawstep of our territory rather than surrender to  your madness!"
Scourge then laughed manically but the sound held as much warmth as his icy eyes. Twisting his face into a sort of evil grin, Scourge padded forth until he was practically  speaking into the ginger tom's ear. " My dear Firestar, that's just makes it all the fun." 
Firestar's  eyes widened in fear as the relish too struck him that Scourge would  make good on his promise. If he wasn't stopped here and now, the black tom would carve a bloody path through the forest.
"Gather your warriors for their final battle," Scourge breathed before turning and padding back towards his warriors. Sprinting back towards the clan cats, Firestar tried to prepare himself. 
"Ready yourselves," he called as he joined ranks with ThunderClan once more. Across the clearing, the warriors tensed as Scourge prepared his forces, muttering a quick word to Bone before turning to face his adversaries.
" BloodClan attack!!!" He yelled. Yowling for blood, the ferocious warriors of BloodClan charged, hurtling towards the forest clans. Claws gleamed amd teeth studded collars rattled slightly as the horde came crashing onwards.
"On your order," Whitestorm breathed into Firestar's ear. For a single terrifying moment, Firestar stood still, simply watching as the BloodClan warriors charged. Then it happened.
" Forest clans attack!!!!" He yowled at the top of his voice,  his legs carrying him forth even before he had finished issuing  his order.
Letting loose a cater wail of yowls, screeches and hisses, the entirety of the forest cats harmed forth. Wind streaking through their pelts, the warrior cats met the BloodClan rogues.
Bodys crashed to the ground as cats fell upon each in a fury of claws, teeth and blood lust. Hissing at a muscular tabby tom, Firestar narrowly evaded a torn ear as the tom's  claws whistled past his head. Bunching his muscles, Firestar leapt at the the rogue, sinking his fangs into his chest, tearing tufts of fur and blood. Spitting as he tried to struggle free, the tom attempted a swipe with a free claw, only to repaid for his efforts by a savage bite to the chest by Firestar. Firestar, knowing that his opponent  was beaten, leapt off the tom, allowing the creature to scuttle away back to it foul hole to lick its wound. Immersed in the swirling vortex of brutal melee combat around him.
Not far off Sandstorm fought alongside two warriors, the scent of battle making it nearly impossible to distinguish individual  clans although Firestar easily recognised his old friends Ravenpaw and Onewhisker of WindClan. Greystripe swiped at a tortoiseshell she cat while simultaneously  dancing out of the way of he retaliation.  Not far off, Tallstar  fought at the head of an elite cadre of his finest warriors, spearheaded by the hulking shape of Mudclaw. Fighting back to back, Mistyfoot and Stonefur hissed as three grappled with three scrawnier BloodClan warriors while Whitestorm and Bone circled each other, the experienced skill of the ThunderClan deputy was now pitted against the brute strength of Scourge's  familiar.
A yowl caught Firestar's attention and he turned to witness Cloudtail grappling with a larger warrior. Unable to disengage, Cloudtail struggled to break free as the mottled tom raised a paw, claws gleam g ready for the death blow. Appearing suddenly  and yowling in anger, Brightheart charged into the flank of the BloodClan rogue, sending the tom flying as she helped Cloudtail  unsteadily  to his paws. 
"Thanks Brightheart, " mewed Cloudtail  softly.
"Save it for after the battle," Brightheart smiled, giving him a brief lick on the forehead before the two darted off into the thick of battle.
Caught unawares, Firestar was forced to the ground as a large  she cat forced him to the ground. He could smell her foetid breath as he wriggled underneath her considerable weight. Suddenly a warm red liquid  sprayed all over Firestar and the she cat fell, a jagged gash across her throat. Staggering to his paws, Firestar's gaze locked with that of Darkstripe, the dark tabby's  claws slickness with blood.
" Have you no sense of loyalty anymore?" Firestar snarled pointing to the limp body of the she cat.
"Loyalty needs to be earnt Firestar and no one here deserves mine, " snapped Darkstripe, "Now I live only to see you suffer!"
Lunging at his former leader, Darkstripe slashed at Firestar, drawing blood from the ginger tom's muzzle. A growl escaping his lips, Firestar sprung foward, clawing  at the rogue's ear, tearing it in two. Hissing in pain, Darkstripe  readied himself  to strike again. 
"Traitor!!!!!" A large grey shape barrelled into Darkstripe, clawing and biting viscously at the dark tabby. Trying desperately to  fend off Greystripe's wrath, Darkstripe  had inadvertently  left himself  undefended towards Firestar.
Locking his jaws into Darkstripe's throat with a vice like grip, Firestar felt the warm blood flow into her mouth. Shaking violently, Darkstripe fought to get out of Firestar's grip but he would not yield. Then Darkstripe went still. Blood still filling his mouth, Firestar allowed Darkstripe to fall lifelessly to the cold, hard ground.
" Such is the fate of traitors," spat Firestar looking up to Greystripe.  Greystripe however was looking on horrified to a spectacle mot far away.
Following he friend's line of sight, Firestar yowled out in anger as he saw the bloodied figure of Bone standing over the limp body of Whitestorm. If however Bone had any chance to gloat over his victory,  it did last long as with a cacophony of screeches, he was buried under a tide of apprentices. Mighty as he was, the battered and bloodied deputy was unable to fight off, Bramblepaw, Tawnypaw, Featherpaw and several others as the dragged him down, clawing and biting until the large rogue lay motionless in a pool of blood.
Rushing to the side of Whitestorm, Firestar and Greystripe looked down at their dying friend. Crimson blood matted his once snowy pelt and his eyes that used to  glow with warm amber light, were now coldly dying out.
" Don't move Whitestorm, " mewed Greystripe, "We'll think of something."
"There is no need for that," rasped Whitestorm  weakly, "I must go to hunt with StarClan now."
"No, Greystripe's right," Firestar choked at the thought of losing not only his deputy but a close friend. " We just...."
"Don't worry about me," Whitestorm  smiled weakly, "You've got a good deputy right here. Save our clan Firestar. They...need....you," His golden eyes closed over, he breathed  one last time then Whitestorm finally expired.
" What do we do now? " mewed Greystripe.
"We fulfil his dying wishes," meowed Firestar  padding over to the body of his fallen comrade. Fighting the pain  and stress threatening to overwhelm him, Firestar  gazed upward towards the clouded sky.
" I say these words before StarClan and the body of Whitestorm  so that he may hear and approve of my choice. Greystripe  shall be the next deputy of ThunderClan."
What ThunderClan warriors  close enough  to hear the decree managed to chant Greystripe's  name before returning to tie battle at hand.
"Firestar...I don't know what to..."
"I know Greystripe; " Firestar managed  to smile, "But let's return to the task at paw. We need a way to route BloodClan before they overwhelm us."
High pitched  screeches and yowls from the left suddenly caught Firestar's  attention forcing him to divert his gaze. Striding  through the chaos of combat, Scourge was fighting off several different  warriors simultaneously and not only that, he was holding his own. Lashing out with a single swipe of his deadly claws, Scourge slit the throat of a large ShadowClan warrior. Even as the arterial fountain sprayed over its comrades and the body flopped lifelessly to the ground,  Scourge kicked out with his hind claws, severing the tendons of the RiverClan cat unlucky  enough to be within striking distance. Heedless to the cries of the pitiful creature, several cats trampled the fallen warrior, hurling themselves at the BloodClan leader in their desparation to bring him down. Utterly unfazed, Scourge continued to lash out repeatedly at each warrior,  a black whirlwind of grim death as he reaped his bloody harvest.  Narrowing his eyes, Firestar  now knew exactly  what he had to do if this battle was to be won.
" Sever the  head and the body will die," Firestar  hissed to himself as he leapt into the fray. Charging  through the thick of battle, Firestar barged  aside any BloodClan cat that tried to impede his path. Leaping upon a rock, Firestar  yowled out his challenge.
"Scourge, face me!"
His voice ringing out even above the clamour of battle, Firestar watched as Scourge whipped around to face him. For a moment, Firestar's emerald gaze met Scourge's icy glare.
" If it is a simple brawl you desire," Scourge hissed slinking towards the stone, claws unsheathed in anticipation,  "Then I'll give you your last!"
" You'll not be found wanting for a challenge," Firestar growled leaping down from his perch.
" We'll see," smirked Scourge  darkly before pouncing at Firestar. Barely having any time to get out of the way, Firestar  yowled as he felt Scourge  rake his flesh. Blood welling up across his shoulder, Firestar slashed at Scourge with his claws. Only managing to scrape  his hind leg as Scourge nimbly evaded, Firestar was  forced to admit that the small tom's  speed and agility  was just as impressive as his arsenal.
Leaping back as Scourge attempted to bite his keg and disable him, Firestar struck out, scratching Scourge deep across the nose.   As Scourge withdrew hissing, Firestar bunched his muscles and sprang upon him. Using his greater weight to knock  Scourge to the ground, Firestar  hissed and began to claw repeatedly at his adversary's face. 
" Give in Scourge?" He growled.
" Never," snarled Scourge. Before Firestar knew what was happening, Scourge lashed out with his front paw. Striking the ThunderClan on the head with the devastating blow, Scourge knocked Firestar off of him.
Struggling to stay conscious, Firestar tried to scramble to his feet. But he couldn't.  As he vision began to blacken,  he watched as Scourge raised a paw, claws gleaming, as he aimed for his head. Through his rapidly fading vision, Firestar thought he heard a cry of retreat from the clan cats seconds before the paw descended and everything went black.