Warriors: Ashfur's Insanity

Prologue

Ashfur dug his claws in the branch. He hissed in annoyance. "I'm going to kill them like you did me," He hissed.

"I'm sorry! I never knew you were that hurt!" Squirrelflight cried. 

"Mother! Help!" Lionblaze yowled. 

"Help!" Hollyleaf screeched.

"Don't worry kits! StarClan won't take you now!" Squirrelflight yowled. She hurled herself at her kits. 

Ashfur stopped her with his paws. "StarClan will take them," He hissed. "It's about time."

"No! Please, Ashfur!" Squirrelflight meowed. 

"Pleading me won't help. All I want to see is you suffer," Ashfur hissed. He raised his paw, claws unsheathed. "You will suffer just like me."

"Ashfur!" Squirrelflight pleaded. 

Ashfur swung his paw and swiped her across her face. She flew over the flames and into a thorn bush. She screeched with terror as they pricked her. 

"Now. On with this," Ashfur hissed. He hurled himself at Jayfeather. Jayfeather yowled with terror. Ashfur kicked the blind gray tom into the flames. His screech of terror was cut off as the flames swallowed him up. 

Hollyleaf gasped. "No!" She yowled. 

Ashfur screeched and hurled himself at Lionblaze. The golden warrior gasped with horror. Ashfur winced with pain as Hollyleaf dug her claws in his back. Ashfur whipped around and raked his claws across her throat. She dropped limply to the ground and blood poured from her throat. Ashfur hissed and kicked her limp body into the flames. 

"Hollyleaf!" Lionblaze yowled. He swiped his claws across Ashfur's ears, but he ducked and Lionblaze missed. Ashfur leaped closer to the hungry flames. 

"Kill me! Do it mouse-brain! It's best for me," Ashfur cried. His blue eyes were filled with sorrow. 

Lionblaze yowled with delight and he leaped at Ashfur. As he was a mouse-length away from Ashfur, who whipped to one side and Lionblaze's screech of terror was cut off as he landed in the flames. All the cats were dead. The hungry fire-flames had killed them all. 

He was so mouse-brained to leap in the flames like that. A true warrior is always ready. Ashfur purred with satisfaction. His blood soaked paw was going to give him away. I have to wash it off. Ashfur trotted over to the branch and then broke into a run. He stared back at the hungry flames as they devoured the bodies of Squirrelflight's kits. It feels good to kill. 

"Ashfur!" A voice yowled. A ginger she cat pinned him down. She raised her paw. "I'm going to-" She was cut off as Ashfur clawed her throat gently. 

Squirrelflight stumbled back. "No, don't kill me. And don't tell the clan. If you do, I'll kill you myself," Ashfur hissed.

"The clan will know that you killed those warriors if they see that blood-soaked paw of yours," Squirrelflight replied dryly. 

"I'll wash it off mouse-brain," Ashfur hissed. "Let's go."

"Go with you!? After all the pain you've caused me? No way!" Squirrelflight hissed. She leaned closer. "If you think that killing my kin will make me love you, then you're wrong." She turned and darted for a small stream. 

Ashfur stared after her. Maybe she's right.