A Sinister Meeting

It was night at this time, the moon was the only light around the area. In a cave surrounded by trees lay BlackStar. The Rogue cat who had escaped death penalty and killed many of his brethren plus others. BlackStar now was standing proudly outside the cave and looked straight at the moon.

"Ah a beautiful day for hunting," BlackStar said with a snicker as he slowly walked into the forest and adjusted his eyes to the darkness. There were many small prey lying around, but BlackStar did not go for them. BlackStar looked around for bigger prey, and that was when he saw an owl come out and swoop down at a mice nearby. BlackStar quickly reacted and lunged towards the Owl, with his sharp claws, BlackStar scratched the Owl on it's right wing. The Owl was surprised and try to dodge by was hit and flew out of control hitting a tree. Quickly BlackStar jumped on top of the Owl before it can react and used his claws to scratch the other wing. BlackStar now seeing his prey in pain , smiled... BlackStar than ripped both of the owl's wings slowly as the owl made loud painful screeches. Blood oozed out and covered BlackStar's claws and paw. BlackStar than used his claws to slowly scratch the owl's neck, he loved to play with his food.

Than BlackStar kind of sensed something... He stopped what he was doing and he lifted his up into the sky and sniffed the air...

"Hohoho!.... what do we have here? another Shadow Clan member? It has been a while since i had a good fight..." BlackStar sound out in the open, knowing that there was a cat nearby.

BlackStar watched as five cats came out of the blew. I'm sure i sniffed only four cats.... one of them must be covering their scent... BlackStar thought, as he calmly looked at the situation. He watched as, what seemed to be the leader of the bunch, killed the owl in a different manner.

The owl below BlackStar saw this and screeched even louder. Getting a bit annoyed by this, BlackStar simply slit the owls neck as blood gushed out, yet BlackStar did not even look at the owl... His eyes were always looking straight at the leader of this bunch.

"You seem fit though." BloodStorm mewed evilly. "I am BloodStorm, known to some as BloodStar. I am a rogue, leader of BloodClan. And I am here to offer you a spot in my clan."

Was what the leader had left to say before BlackStar ripped the owls head off clean and blood spewed all over him. BlackStar still looked at the leader in the eye than spoke...

*laugh*"I see, I see, and how might this clan benefit me?" BlackStar's evil intent seemed to suddenly disappeared and he was talking normally in a calm manner and still staring at the leader. Regardless even of the blood that is splattered all over him...While waiting for an answer, BlackStar let go of the head of the owl and than started to lick his paws clean of the blood.

BlackStar listened to what the leader had to say and was interest for the most part. He was not the least intimidated by the size or number of the group. On the contrary, it made him more excited. Bigger prey, more fighting, more blood...blood... BlackStar thought, than he finally took his glare off of this BloodStorm and started to clean himself. After a moment, BlackStar spoke once more...

*silent laugh turning louder and louder*"HAHAHAHA! Interesting! VERY INTERESTING!" BlackStar said with a exaggerated expression and tone. But within a second that he finished his sentence, he became more composed again and on the outside, he seemed calm while continuing to clean himself.

I can use them to get what i want...and other things....BlackStar thought as he started to think ahead into the future....

"I will join your group..." BlackStar said and than his paws reached over to the owl head. His sharp claws came out and he pushed his paw down on the head. The head was cleanly sliced down into five pieces...

"But don't expect me to obey or be ordered around," BlackStar said with a snicker.

"Just don't cross me unless you want that pretty little head of yours without a body." BloodStorm mewed, seriously. BloodStorm turned around and padded in the direction of their barn accompanied by the other four. "Follow." he mewed, flicking his tail forward.

"Heh... Don't think it would be that easy to take my 'pretty little head'," BlackStar said in a mocking tone. That was the last thing he said, as he slowly followed the group towards a direction of an area he has yet to surge through.

"That kid's asking to be made into crowfood..." ViceFang murmured nudging BoneClaw snickering. Soon they arrived at a large barn. They entered the barn and in the corner was a large pile of fresh kill. There were badgers, foxes, and owls in the pile as well as a couple of dead kits. "Make yourself at home." BlueStorm said, padding over to two kit sized apprentices in the corner: FlintPaw and RedWater.

BlackStar sharp hearing made him hear what one of the cats said, but payed no heed to it. Soon, they all reached at a large barn house. Inside contained a large pile of dead prey, BlackStar was a bit unsatisfied. He liked his prey to be fresh and kicking, instead of just a pile of meat. Regardless, BlackStar simply moved to the and looked around at the prey's wounds. BlackStar's ears than rose up and he heard a squeak, near him was a mouse that seemed quite alive. Quickly BlackStar caught this mouse by the tail and lifted it above his mouth.

Than he noticed the two kits still alive and spoke... "Whoses the brats?" still using a calm voice. And than quickly dropping the live mouse into his mouth and swallowed it clean.

FlintPaw shuddered and scampered behind RedWater. RedWater however held his ground and hissed baring his sharp teeth at the black pelted tom. "Mouse dung!" the little apprentice spat unsheathing his unusually long claws. "The orange one is my apprentice, RedWater. The other is a kit I stole from WindClan earlier." BloodStorm said, picking up one of the dead badger's bodies and beginning to eat it.

-POSTING AS FLINTPAW-

Flintpaw looked at Bloodstorm, as if offended. "I'm an apprentice from Shadowclan, not a kit from Windclan. I bet I could beat the Windclan leader any day with no trouble at all." He said. "And who's the new guy?" Flintpaw asked Redwater, who he was still hiding behind."He's kinda ugly," Flintpaw said, lowering his voice. "And he smells bad."

He padded around his new home, until Flintpaw finally asked,"Will I ever see my mentor, Redstar, again? I miss him. And when can we train? And when will I be able to fight? I've always had this feeling that makes me want to destroy Windclan."

"I like the little guy." BlueStorm mewed, slinking towards FlintPaw dropping a large plump mouse in front of him. "I'll be his mentor." she meowed, sitting down and curling her tail around her paws. "You might see RedStar in battle. But never as a friend, again." BloodStorm meowed, with a gleam in his red piercing eyes.

"But I don't want to fight Redstar. Redstar was my mentor. I just don't like Windclan." Flintpaw mewed, sniffing the mouse. He was hungry, and the plump mouse made his appetite unbearable. Flintpaw took a large bite out of the mouse, then hesitated. "Where am I? And what clan is this?" Flintpaw asked, looking at Bluestorm. "And why are we in a barn?"

BloodStorm's eyes narrowed. "We are BloodClan. We are a band of rogues, lead by me. Surely you recognize me if you are from ShadowClan." BloodStorm meowed, stepping forward. "You must leave behind ShadowClan and RedStar." BloodStorm continued, his red eyes piercing into the apprentice's like darts.