Book 4: Sol's Revenge & Whisper's Path

Sol

At first I was amused, then annoyed that Jaypaw Hollypaw and Lionpaw had come searching for me after the explosive gathering. They demanded for me to tell them about the prophecy. I coyly ignored them and returned with Blackfoot to Shadowclan. However the trio of apprentices weren't done with me yet. They had devised a fake omen from Starclan. Blackfoot was starting to believe Starclan still watched over him and his clan.

That night I saw in the stars the darkness had arrived sooner than I had expected. The eclipse had arrived, and I had no plan. I wasn't prepared to use it's power. It was useless to me. The following day the eclipse occurred, the moon blocked out the sun, leaving us in darkness. I tried to convince Blackfoot it was a sign Starclan was powerless, but it made the leader only believe in their power more. In my agitation and fear of losing control I somehow sided myself against Blackfoot. I had pushed myself away from the clan I conquered. And I was driven away because of it.

Shame clung to my calico pelt as I was chased off Shadowclan territory. Blackstar reformed his shattered clan and looked to the stars once more. I had no where to look. I had failed yet again. I had failed.

"Echo?" I wondered aloud. My sullen sister appeared. She looked disgusted with me, I had let the eclipse slide right through my paws.

"Did your plan work?" I demanded. A while ago she had told me of her second plan in attacking a different clan, Ashclan. I had her deliver a message to my brother Whisper. I needed his help to destroy the clans with the eclipse, the coming darkness. If he helped me we could control everything, maybe even get Echo to lift her curse. But I knew the message was as useless as dirt. The eclipse had passed, I had failed. Why would Whisper help me anyways? I was alone. Echo's snarl pulled me out of my thoughts.

"No, my plan didn't work." Echo said blankly. Anger twitched in her eyes.

"You have failed me Sol. You know I despise you already, no further disappointment will be tolerated." Echo spat and spun away, leaving me to my own self loathing.

Whatever my next plan was I couldn't fail. Otherwise Echo would change the curse. I would age, and Whisper wouldn't.

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Windclan was my next target. Instead of turning them against Starclan I found it surprisingly easy to turn them against Thunderclan. I could lead the two clans to war if I just convinced them Thunderclan was scum. Which was true, Thunderclan was a useless pathetic clan filled with cowards and Foxhearts like Gingerfern.

When I entered Windclan territory I was almost attacked. They saw me as the dangerous outsider who turned Shadowclan against Starclan. But I convinced them I was a messenger sent from Starclan to free the lake of corruption. And that corruption fell in Thunderclan.

"I found a series of underground tunnels. We can use them to launch an attack in the heart of Thunderclan without them ever realizing where we came from. Its brilliant," I hastily told a group of young Windclan warriors, they were naive and excited for battle. I told them my plots and ideas next to the tunnels themselves. I planned to explore them further later. Suddenly I heard whispering coming from within the tunnels.

"What was that?" I snarled. "Is someone eavesdropping on us?" I heard muffled pawsteps and the cats inside the tunnels were gone.

"Probably just kittypets looking for some adventure," Owlfeather, one of the warriors, commented. I forced my fur to lie flat.

"You are probably right," I amended and lead the cats back to their camp. We would attack soon. Very soon.

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Battle yowls surrounded me. Shock met the Windclan warriors yowls when Thunderclan cats growled back. Why were they in the tunnels? How did they find out about my plan?