Nothing Can Change (COMPLETE)

Chapter One

The young thriving she cat I was once was is no more. Now I am a starving prisoner in my own clan. They call me 'murderer'. All these things burn my heart... And now I'm pregnant. A pregnant murderer. I am Bluefur. No longer known as a clan cat. A warrior. A possible choice of deputy. Just a rotten, ruthless murderer.
   Bluefur looked out of the prisoners den, it was time for her to be exiled. Sunstar was summoning the Clan, and Snowfur was guarding me. She nipped my leg and I sat in front of the stone. My own sister hates me.
   Sunstar waited until everycat was outside their dens to begin. "Murderer has been a prisoner for an entire moon. And I have decided to ex-" a yowl cut the wise leader off. He looked outraged, and Bluefur followed his gaze to Thrushpelt.
   "Wait! The prisoner is pregnant! Have you no heart, Sunstar? No dignity?" He challenged his leader, and everycat was ataken back by this brave challenge. Even Sunstar seemed shock.
   "I..erm.. Very well. When she has the kits, they belong to ThunderClan and then I'll decide what to do with you." Bluefur dipped her head, grateful to Thrushpelt.
   I want to stay.. And I'll do whatever it takes. She looked up. I promise.. Mother.. Pinestar.. If any of you are listening.. I'm sorry.
   Snowfur bit down hard on Bluefur's tail, and she ran to the prisoners den. She was interrupted by Sunstar.
   "This cat is a queen and will stay in the nursery. No cat is to harm her until she has kitted."
  "But-"
  "Are you questioning my orders?" Sunstar loomed over Snowfur, and the white she-cat dipped her head.
  "No sir." She padded away.
   

                   ~9 moons later~

   Bluefur panted, every muscle in her body screamed in pain. The first kit fell out, and Bluefur turned around to lick it. It was in the middle of the night, and no cat knew she was kitting. Her eyes where crusty and her ribs showed. Bluefur was clearly sick. A pool of blood surrounded Bluefur's rump, but she kept licking the kit after freeing it from the sack where it came from.
   The kit was dark grey, like her, but had lighter dappled grey specks all over the kit. She looked at it. A she-kit.. I'm so proud! Suddenly, she winced as another came out. This one was harder, and she almost yowled in pain, but shut her muzzle in time.
  This kit was also a she-kit.  It was light grey with black spots. She purred. Her two daughters where feeding and Bluefur was prepared for the third and last kit. By the time she was done freeing and keeping the last kit warm all three where feeding. She felt very frail and weak. The third kit, a tom, was the runt, but seemed really strong.
   The runt was a white kit with brown splashes all over. She smiled, but so exhausted, layed her head down. She could see the fresh kill pile, but was too weak to get up. She started panting, and groaning in pain as something in her stomach moved and blood leaked from her (sorry) core.
   She felt dizzy. She really did, like something was going to crush her. She started to close her eyes, and could feel StarClan calling to her. She closed her eyes, and let the scent of milk take her back to the good times in her life.
   Snowkit and Bluekit wrestling with Thistlekit.. Being made apprentices.. Becoming warriors together.. their mother dying.... Pinestar leaving... The poor black kit Tigerpaw had almost slaughtered.. It was all a Blurr. She drifted into sleep, but she wondered. Is this it? After all I've been through? I'm going to slip away into the debts of the dead? Will they even miss me? I'll miss them. She gasped. My kits! I haven't even named them.. I must somehow get someone's attention! Suddenly, she heard a cat coming to check In on her. It was Sunstar!
   Sunstar looks agitated, but gasped in concern and happiness when he spotted the three suckling kits. He purred but stopped when he saw Bluefur, looking pale and fragile. He sighed. "What are the kits names?"
   Bluefur thought. She looked at the first born. "She is Cracklekit." She looked at the second she-kit. "This is Cinderkit." She rested her gaze on the tom. "And this is Oakkit." She winced as she said it. Sunstar groomed her ears.
  She felt comfortable as she closed her eyes. She felt tired. Uncomfortable.. Dead. She drifted into nothingness as Sunstar frantically prodded her, trying to save her. She murmured. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to kill Oakheart.. I hope you can forgive me.. Take care.. And tell my kits I love them.." She closed her eyes. She felt a surge of strength as she opened them. See was in the marshes.
  She looked at her paws. Starlit covered her. See looked around at the fallen warriors. "I'm dead.." She whispered.