Phantom of the Clans

Chapter 8

Spiritpaw's POV

By the next day, Spiritpaw was already in much better condition than he had been in the day before. Since the worst of his wounds were mostly healed, he was allowed to leave the medicine den temporarily to walk around.

Spiritpaw stretched himself out as he looked to where his brother was at. He could tell his clanmates were staring at him strangely, having no doubt heard about what happened from Tigerclaw and the others. He saw Firepaw was speaking with Bluestar. She looked up at him and beckoned him over with his tail. Curious, he padded over to them.

"Spottedleaf let you go?" Firepaw asked.

"More like I nagged her until she told me to walk off my energy." he mewed. He then looked to Bluestar to see what she wanted.

"I want you to explain what those powers of yours are to me. Firepaw already explained the whole fight to me. I want the truth." she said.

Spiritpaw gulped. "Do you mind if we speak about this privately? I.... I really don't want everyone to hear..." he muttered.

"Alright. I can grant you that. Come." she gestured for him to follow.

He and Firepaw followed her into her den.

"No more putting it off." Bluestar stated.

Spiritpaw took a deep breath nervously. Firepaw was staring at him expectantly.

"I......" he tried to think of the right way to explain this. In truth, he was terrified of what she would think. "I'm half ghost. In other words, half dead. When I'm like this, I'm mostly like a normal cat and can draw on a limited amount of my powers. I can also transform into my ghost half, where I have my full ghost powers. I can fly, shoot energy from my paws, pass through walls, turn invisible, manipulate ice, and let out a yowl that could reduce this camp to rubble in seconds. I can possess cats at any time and bend their mind to do what I want. I can also possess twoleg machinery and do the same. Twoleg language is a tongue I understand perfectly. When I'm a ghost, my senses are enhanced, allowing me to hear, see, smell, and taste things other cats can't. I also have a healing ability, as you have probably seen. I wouldn't be walking right now without it." he explained in a single breath. He gasped when he was done, out of breath.

Bluestar didn't seem to know what to say. Firepaw was staring at him with a betrayed expression.

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Firepaw's POV

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Firepaw asked. That his brother hid something this big from him hurt immensely.

"I was scared of telling you! I didn't know what you would think! A half dead cat! How does one just bring that up in casual conversation?!" he was starting to shake his head frantically.

"So what if you have strange powers! You're my brother! You always stand up for me. You've done so much for me and the others I don't think I could ever list it all out. What kind of cat would I be if I just turned on you over something so petty? You only seem to think about protecting others. Let me protect YOU for once. You don't have to carry everything all alone." Firepaw said to him.

Spiritpaw was staring at him.

"Spiritpaw. You will use these powers to protect the clan won't you? You would never use them to hurt your clan mates?" Bluestar asked him steadily.

"Hurt my clan mates?" Spiritpaw seemed offended by the very notion. "Why would I do a thing like that?"

"Then I agree with Firepaw. Turning on you over this would be petty." Bluestar told him.