Warriors- Rise of the Guardians

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Yakon surveyed the Demon Fields with a satisfied grin. Everything was finally going as he wished. Tigerstar stood by his side, tail flickering back and forth. Boredom showed on every inch of his face. He didn’t look as excited as Yakon thought he would be. Uneasy, fear weaving an icy tentacle around his heart, the white tom turned to face the smaller cat.

 “You look bored.”

A snort. “I am.”  

“Why? Isn’t this everything you ever wanted?”

“No. Not everything. The female is mine. Tigerstar stole her. I was the one who freed her. Why didn’t she follow me instead?” Hate dripped from each and every word.

“The female will only serve as a distraction. Didn’t you say that?”

“I lied. I wanted her for myself. I thought I could live without her but I thought wrong. I have to get her back.”

Yakon hissed, his neck fur bristling. “You’re going to back out now? After all we’ve done?”

“I only joined you because I thought we could kill Tigerstar so that I could live. I will do anything to make sure I survive, and this shit you’re doing right now isn’t letting me live. The female will.”

“What are you saying, feline?”

“I’m saying, Yakon, that I’d rather choose a female than you, my own brother. Goodbye, flea-pelt.”

Tigerstar chuckled boomingly, his eyes flashing with menace. Then he disappeared in a puff of dark, violet smoke.

Yakon roared in fury. “No!” He bared his teeth in rage; sneered at the empty space. His eyes were blazing blue fire. Tigerstar had tricked him. He’d only ever wanted the female. He’d used him, his own brother. Yakon let out a screech. Revenge would be served. Stalking away, mind whirring, Yakon hatched a plot to defeat Tigerstar.

He was going to use him, just like he did. 

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Thunderpaw’s eyes widened. Crap, did she just say that? Out loud? Crap, crap, double crap. Nervous, she stood stiffly, muscles tense as she waited for- what? What was she waiting for? For Eaglewing to turn away, disgust in her eyes? For Eaglewing to yell at her for calling her ‘Mom’? 

“T-Thunderpaw, I-I-” Eaglewing’s words emerged as a confused stutter.

Thunderpaw’s heart fell. She didn’t know what she was waiting for Eaglewing to say, but ‘Thunderpaw’ wasn’t what she wanted to hear. Crestfallen, her head lowered, tail thumping unhappily on the ground. “Sorry, I didn’t mean-”

“Thunderpaw, my child,” Her name was muttered as a sob. 

Eaglewing leapt onto the younger cat and licked her all over. “Great Starclan, Thunderpaw. Where have you been? I tried so hard to find you! Are you hurt? Did-” Thunderpaw laughed in surprise and wonder. Her heart filled with so much happiness she thought it would burst. Yes, this was what she had been waiting for. 

For Eaglewing to finally acknowledge her as her daughter. 

Thunderpaw was dizzy with merriment. However, her heart felt empty on one side. As if she was missing something. Someone. Her happiness died as quickly as it came. Eaglewing must have sensed the change, because she frowned and stared at her. “My heart,” Thunderpaw muttered. “It hurts.”

Her eyes widened, her mouth agape as bolts after bolts of pain shot her heart. Her knees buckled and she crashed onto the snowy ground. Whimpering, Thunderpaw breathed in shallow breaths, her body trembling violently. Her heart continued to pound, and with each beat, sharp pain lanced through her body.