It was a dark, chilly night. The wind howled, causing cats to shiver from the cold, their temperatures shifting to ice and back. The sky was clustered with stars glittering in the endless trail. 

"How much longer, Falconheart?" a ginger tabby with amber eyes whined, "I'm starting to think I'm being frozen to the spot." He let out a shiver and pressed against another cat.

Falconheart, a light brown tabby with amber eyes shifted his glance to the ginger tabby and smiled at him comfortingly, "Not long now. FalconClan will get their revenge on HyenaClan, I promise you."

FalconClan trudged towards their destination, but Falconheart let his determination ease his steps. Rage burned in his heart as he halted, staring at the camp he was once part of. A cold smile graced his lips as he let out a satisfied snarl. 

"We're there."

This was the cue. FalconClan poured into the HyenaClan camp. Barely awake cats stumbled out of their dens, staring at the intruders with shock written over their faces.

Falconheart dug his claws into the soil beneath his paws, kneading it with anticipation, imagining it was the HyenaClan cats' faces. He glared at the cats that had once been his companions, a low snarl of warning rumbling at the bottom of his throat. Tension crackled in the air.

A black tom with a white chest and a white tail-tip stepped forwards nervously, before stuttering, "Falconheart. What are you doing here? This is HyenaClan territory."

Falconheart felt his lip curl back in anger and disgust and growled, "Not for long. Do you think your group of little...kittypets will be able to defeat FalconClan? You're at a disadvantage, and you know it."

This sent nervous looks flicking between the HyenaClan cats. Falconheart felt satisfaction bloom inside of him at their fear. Good. But the fun hadn't even begun.

It was a strange feeling, anger. Different, certainly, at least from loyalty and friendship. It caused his body to feel like it was being ripped apart, piece by piece. He was so close, so close to deflecting his pain back on them, and he spoke, "Alright. I'm getting bored."

One could not see the peculiar emotion swimming over Falconheart's monotone voice. When he opened his mouth and spoke, fraudulent sympathy rolled off his tongue as Falconheart stared at the cowering cats. They were so weak, so pitiful. He eyed his victims with thinly veiled contempt.

A dilute calico with round green eyes took a careful step forward. All the cats could see the fear flashing inside of his eyes, and the cat's ears flattened to his head. He laid a paw down in front of Falconheart, and all that he knew was how oddly pathetic this cat was. 

The cat nervously raised his head and let out a pain-filled howl, pleading mercy.

But Falconheart had only felt more coldness seep inside of him at his cries and pleads. It filled his heart, infecting it, burying the need to kill deep inside it. The need to make them pay...It filled his body with purpose. A cold, chilled smile reached his jaws, and he sighed. He unsheathed his claws and the cat backed up.

"You made your choice."

He slammed into the tom, baring his fangs. His teeth glinted pale in the moonlight as he opened his jaws. He shifted his glance over to the HyenaClan cats, who were frozen with shock.

He shot them a gloating smile and let out a laugh that caused shivers to go down his victim's spines. Then he turned back to the tom and curled back his lip in distaste. The tom slumped in his grip, accepting his fate as his throat was pierced.

Falconheart then turned to FalconClan. He snarled and yowled, "Kill them!"

As cats sprang towards cats, howls and caterwauls of pain sang to the sullen sky. Falconheart sprang towards another unsuspecting warrior and finished her off quickly. Blood quickly stained her gray pelt, and all Falconheart felt was a delight that swirled inside of him.

He looked around, letting his achievement wrap around him, enveloping him. He had done it! His claws slipped out of his sockets and back as sweet vengeance was finally beginning.

He let his attention slip once again as he flicked his eyes over to the dam. While the other cats still engaged in a fight, their bodies stretched in fearless eloquence, he slammed into the dam.

 The dam let out a groan before creaking and collapsing. 

 Too late did the cats realize the damage. Falconheart opened his jaws and yowled, "Go through the tunnels! Make sure they don't get with us! Take two of them!" He spat they like it was mouse dung. 

 Two cats were dragged with them as FalconClan escaped. 

 Thrills spread through Falconheart like shockwaves. He'd done it. He'd really done it!

A cold, serene smile spread across his face as he threw back his head and let out another cackle. He flicked his tail and soon the cats erupted out of the tunnels. He let out a purr as he watched the prisoners dragged to the prisoners' den. Everything was perfect.