Warriors: Echo of Darkness

Chapter 19

I examined my cats, most of them only had minor injuries. The Clan sat below Nightmare's den. "Is anyone unable to go into battle? We are going right to their camp."

"No, but do you even have a plan?" Crystal asked. 

"We go in there, and give them a piece of our minds." I replied smirking, "Do as you please once Riki and Blue are safe."

"Who are those two?" Virgil asked pointing his tail at Enek and Nova. 

I looked at them with interest, with Blue kidnapped and John dead, we would need more fighters. "Enek, Nova, would you like to join LunarClan?"

Enek looked at Nova. The blonde she-cat nodded, "If you'll have us, of course. I'm sure this place has way more prey than that filthy city." 

I smiled, "Welcome to the Clan, are you well enough to fight alongside us?"

"Of course," Enek purred. 

Berry eyed them wearily, "What if they decide to betray us? Not that I don't want new Clan members, but we just met them."

"They won't they are good cats," Crystal meowed. Nova and Enek gave her an appreciative look. 

"Let's go." I meowed jumping off my tree. A fire sparked in my eyes, "You have had this coming, I'm sorry Tigerlily. I will rid of the rats that lie in the ranks of your beloved Clan."

The only rule he had given his Clanmates was to not kill any mothers or kits. Nightmare let out a low growl as he fearlessly walked into ThunderClan. Their camp wasn't too hard to find, it reeked of their scent. 

Cats yowled in anger and protest, they were already in a battle position. Nightmare had made no effort to disguise his scent, he wanted to be spotted. Sandstar was on the other side of camp, he sat on a high ledge in the hollow. His amber eyes narrowed and his tail lashed, "Where is my warrior." The leader had two cats behind him. A she-cat with a mangled tail, who he guessed was Twisttail. Along with a black tom with white speckles, tail, and paws. 

"I'm afraid I'm not here to do business with you. Where are my Clanmates" Nightmare challenged.

"Oh? No Tigerlily, no Clanmates." Sandstar meowed, "I find it amusing that you band of rogues call yourself a Clan."

"Your ancestors were bands of rogues, what makes us any different?" I argued. My voice was calm, giving no emotion. 

A golden-brown tabby stepped forward, his amber eyes blazing, "What have you done with my daughter, rogue?"

I met his gaze, trying to keep myself from trembling. His eyes narrowed, mine remained the same. "Tigerlily is dead," I announced.

There were gasps of shock and despair. I heard Sleetstorm's yowl break out, "They tried to stop me from getting the herb! Then they refused to tell me where she was!" 

"Maybe you shouldn't have went into my camp and kidnapped my friends!" I yowled. "How dare you, I thought warriors were suppose to be honorable! My mother was one of you! She told me stories, but you're all nothing more then a bunch of cowards hiding behind hostages!" 

Lionfur's eyes clouded with grief. There were hushed murmurs. Sandstar jumped off of the rock, silencing Sleetstorm, "Who was your mother."

"That does not concern you," I growled, "Just give me my campmates back, or we will take them. Tigerlily is dead, I tried to save her, but I failed."

"Lier! Why would a rogue try to save a Clan cat? He probably killed her!" Sleetstorm hissed. 

Lionfur's muscles flexed and he lunged forward. Twisttail intercepted him, "We don't need any more bloodshed! Can't you see they only want their friends back? They have done nothing to us so far, Sleetstorm you have no proof they killed her." she paused and looked at Nightmare, "Do you have proof you didn't kill her."