Stormkit dreamt that night. A strange scarred cat appeared in the midst of the dream. "W-who are you?" Stormkit called out. "Am I dreaming of StarClan?"

"No." The tom growled. "You shouldn't even be here. You're too weak. No one wants you." Stormkit's heart hung heavy.

"I know..."

"You should not be alive!" The cat leapt behind her as she turned away. "You are not going to live anyway!" Wait, what?! Stormkit thought in shock as he pinned her down.

"N-no-" he pushed his paw down on her throat.

"Say good-bye Stormkit..."

Stormkit stopped struggling. There's no point in fighting... She thought. It's all over...

"Wait!" A gray and black tom padded into the clearing. "Don't kill her." He grinned, and Stormkit noticed that he was missing a few teeth.

"Why wait, Stoneheart?" The scarred tom snarled. "She is too weak to survive anyway!" He threw Stormkit against a tree, where she lay, motionless.

"Let Darkstripe take care of her, Hollowtail."

"Who is Darkstripe?" Stormkit weakly asked. A dark gray tabby padded out of the gloom.

"Me." He growled, "I have been here for generations!" He padded closer to inspect Stormkit, and she feel his breath, hot on her fur. "Well, well, well. What have we here?"

"Just a weak kitten!" Hollowtail jeered. "What use is she anyway?" He let out a small laugh. "Just kill her. There is nothing she could do."

"Don't kill me!" Stormkit whimpered.

"Oh don't worry," Darkstripe said menacingly. "We won't. I see fit in her." He turned back to the other two toms. "We can use her."

Hollowtail laughed. "Surely you don't mean-"

"Oh yes, I do mean." Darkstripe retorted. "And if she dies of wounds, then she cannot leave the Dark Forest."

"Stormkit?" She turned to see a gray tom. "What are you doing here?" Darkstripe stalked over to the newcomer.

"The question is," he hissed. " What are you doing here? You have crossed the border!" The gray tom circled around Darkstripe.

"Dear brother," he began, "I am simply helping Stormkit. She does not belong here! Firestar will not be happy to hear about this."

"Oh, Firestar." He taunted. "Still hanging around with little goody four-paws?" He clawed the tom's ear. "Firestar, the kittypet. No wonder you were stuck in twolegplace. Wanted a taste of the soft life, didn't you?"

"You know very well that I was captured." The tom's gaze was cold, and he didn't react to the pain.

"'Captured' just like that kittypet Cloudtail."

"Stormkit, run." A ginger tom bounded into the clearing, but Stormkit was frozen, her body burning with pain.

"Firestar!" Darkstripe hissed. "Just who I wanted to see." He slammed his paws onto the gray tom's chest, pinning him down. "I will not stand by without revenge!"

"Graystripe!" Firestar gasped. "Please, don't do this!"

"Of course, the kittypet just stands by. Once a kittypet, always a kittypet." He mocked, clawing a deep wound Graystripe's neck. "There is nothing you can do now. I will keep Tigerstar's promise. He might not be here, but I will kill everyone in ThunderClan, one by one." He flicked his tail towards Stormkit. "She's already paid enough. The weakest of them all. We might as well just let her watch them die."

Two more cats leapt into the clearing, this time from the Dark Forest. They glared at Stormkit.

She watched in horror as Graystripe began to fade. Firestar flung himself onto the ground, sobbing. "No..." He didn't notice as Darkstripe pinned him down.

"Your turn..."

Wow this is long. I think I'm already letting the plot escape, but I wrote this in the car. Keep in mind, this takes place decades after the current arc, A Vision of Shadows. Somehow I think I'm doing better though.