Secrets Revealed || TFCRP Novella

Prologue

Bouncestream was sitting in the clearing, the smell of infection had become stronger these past few days. He knew how much his Clanmates were beginning to hate him but, if he wanted to change, he would have to leave. Quickly glossing over the clearing, the tom saw his friend Brokenpaw and called her over. "Hey, Brokenpaw!"

Brokenpaw was in a tree, and she heard her name. She smiled and dashed over to Bouncestream. "Bounce!" The young appertice purred.

"Hey, I..I need your help," Bouncestream thought of a plan, he would half-lie and say he was leaving for better treatment.

Brokenpaw sat down. "Uhhh, Sure! What do you need?"

"To fake my death."

Her eyes widened in utter disbelif. She didnt know what to say. "W-what?!"

"I need to get better treatment, but everyone knows that I would never turn to the Twolegs, but," Bouncestream sighed. "I am, I'm going to leave ShadowClan, and...go seem help from Twolegs."

"Why!? What!?"

"I'll die of infection of I don't."

Her gaze softened and she was in utter shock. "I...-" She paused. "So ifs a matter of life or death?"

"Yes, yes it is," Bouncestream meowed. "I need your help, I want to make it seem as if I did die of infection, so that nobody goes looking for me while I'm recovering."

"But...but you have a whole life here! Dont you have kits on the way!?"

"If I do, then I don't know about them," Bouncestream meowed. "I'll only be gone for a short while though."

"Fine." Brokenpaw did not like this idea, But Bouncestream was her best friend and she had to help him. "Ill help you."

"Okay, so, I'll fall to the ground, and you call attention to it, grieve for a little while, even if it's faked, just, I really need you to sell it," Bouncestream was desperate now.

"Ok." Was all she could mutter up.

Bouncestream got into position and made all of his muscles to limp, he looked like an actual corpse.

Brokenpaw, Who was a good actor, Began to cry and wail. Screaming: "help! Help someone please!"

Cats began to swarm around, some freaking out at the sight of a dead body, others trying to comfort Brokenpaw. Bouncestream felt his heart break as he listened to his Clanmates.

Brokenpaw just sobbed, And it was real. She didnt want her best friend to leave. If he did leave its basically like him dying. Her mousebrained friend would leave his mate and life behind? But she felt like she had to help him, so she did.

The cats continued chattering and one scoffed. "Who's going to drag his sorry butt out and bury him? It isn't going to be me, that's for sure!"

Brokenpaw, who has had anger issues, screamed at the cat. "You know what?! I will for StarClan's sake, because none of you care!"

The cat retorted. "Good, seeing as you two freaks clearly belong together, you might as well bury him, maybe yourself as well.

Bouncestream thought that the cat was being to harsh on Brokenpaw, and silently glad he was leaving.

"Who you calling a freak!? If you dont care why come over!?" She growled, quickly grabbing Bouncestream by the scurff and dragging him away, almost forgetting it was fake.

When they were out of camp, and out of earshot, Bouncestream started meowing quickly. "Ow ow owowow! I'm not dead, remember!"

"I know." She dropped him to the ground, And didnt even bother to make eye contact. "Go," she said stiffly.

Bouncestream sighed. "Oh..okay, I'll see you around..I promise," he started walking away, and then stopped. "What if we meet in the special clearing, every full moon?" This was a promise that, at the time, he didn't know he couldn't keep.

"Sure." She looked up and beamed, Happy now. "I'll tell you everything you missed that moon. Ok?"

"Deal," Bouncestream smiled widely. "See you next moon."

Brokenpaw smiled and walked away, not realizing what the next moons would bring.