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Topazheart and Diamongaze moment

More Zipper brooding and ghost Buzzard

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As the moons continued to pass on by, Zipperfang had grown more paranoid and angry. Tired of how just about every cat in HazeClan painted his father as a cruel and evil tom-cat. The black tom knew better or at least thought he did. Blinded by rage and grief. It was no secret about 'The Dark Days' of HazeClan, yet no cat spoke of how strong and great Buzzardstar truly was. No cat but Rookwatcher of course. The former QuickClan tom had made his way into Buzzardstar's heart and the two toms eventually became mates. They adopted not only Zipperfang, but Cloudynight, Petalthroat, and Swiftfeather. Unfortunately with the death of Buzzardstar and the so called lies about him came out it drove a wedge between Zipperfang and his adopted littermates. They had been 'brainwashed' into believing the lies told about their father. Over the past few moons Zipperfang was able to grow his army in secret, his plan to take over and get vengeance just within his grasps. "I know your brother Cloudynight will not be joining us in victory... However I do hope you are able to convince your other two siblings to join us..." a familiar voice spoke. Zipperfang turned to see a large starry calico tom standing in front of him, their eyes piercing right through him. "If they fail to see how great this cause it.... End them." The figure hissed. Buzzardstar clearly was a terrifying cat back in his day and even now beyond the grave. "Yes father..." Zipperfang meowed, dipping his respectfully. A low rumble game from Buzzardstar, the starry tom padding over to Zipperfang. "Good. You never disappoint. Victory shall be ours. I will see you once more after the battle... Now go." He meowed, flicking his tail a bit. With one final glance at his deceased father, Zipperfang darted out form his secret cave determined to get his two other siblings to join. "And if not... then they shall be the first to fall..." He whispered to himself.

Zipperfang entered camp determined to get his adopted siblings to join him or to end them. He knew neither Petalthroat or Swiftfeather had the greatest fighting skills, but he did promise their father he would ask first. "Petalthroat. Swiftfeather." he called into the warriors den. "I have something to ask." He spoke once more. The pair glanced at one another before giving a small nod to Zipperfang to have him proceed. "Join me in taking back what is ours... avenging our father Buzzerdstar." he meowed. "Your joking right?" Petalthroat spoke. "He killed many cats in cold blood... He wasn't a good cat Zipperfang." Swiftfeather added. Zipperfang let out an annoyed hissed not wanting to hear any more from them, he quickly slashed both of their throats open. "Traitors! May this serve as a warning to all!" Zipperfang yowled. It was then that his followers knew it was time. Soon the camp erupted into an all out war. Cats collided with one another, yowls echoing through camp as Zipperfang let his group into battle against every cat else. Many had been forced into joining Zipperfang and his followers, afraid for their lives if they did not join. Sadly many did not realize by joining they were going to die in the end.

As the battle raged on cats began to fall one by one. Pantherstar stood next to Whitemoon, the duo fighting alongside one another as they fought off Cougarshadowm Beetleclaw, Heavystep, and many more. A frightened yell for help rang out across the way, catching Whitemoon's attention as he saw young Dovepaw being cornered by a thin lanky Weaselheart. The white tom and Pantherstar exchanged looks as he knew if he left his leader's side Pantherstar would surely lose a life. "Go..." Pantherstar meowed. Afterall she knew how Whitemoon felt about young Dovepaw. After all it was how she felt about her own kit although Dovepaw wasn't Whitemoon's biologically. "He's your kit... I'll be okay." she meowed. Whitemoon looked at Pantherstar with sadness and gratitude still frozen in place before giving her a small nod and mouthing thank you. As Whitemoon dashed off to rescue Dovepaw he looked back just as he saw Pantherstar fall, the light going out in her eyes as she experienced the lose of another life. The white tom made it in time to shove young Dovepaw out of the way, feeling Weaselheart's claws slash across his throat. Whitemoon fell with a thud and Weaselheart once again approached the scared newly appointed apprentice. Frozen in fear young Dovepaw stood next to to his adopted father's body, his own body beginning to shake as he saw his life flash before his eyes. A dark body flew in front of Dovepaw, knocking Weaselheart backwards. "Shame a grown warrior dares attack an apprentice. Let alone one who just became an apprentice." a fememine voice hissed. Dovepaw gave a small shake of his head to see one of HazeClan's medicine cats standing in front. Darkflower. He had heard stories about how she was once a warrior before answering the call of a medicine cat and now here she was back in the mode of a warrior. Weaselheart rolled his eyes before lunging at the dark pelted she-cat. Dovepaw watched as Darkflower and Weaselheart fought one another, each one fighting to gain the upper paw. Finally Weaselheart collapsed, a final breath escaping the lanky tom. Darkflower stood proudly a smile on her face as she looked back at Dovepaw before collapsing herself. "You're safe now Dovepaw... Alpinemask... Sandfire... Valleyrunner... Cloudynight... I'm sorry...." Darkflower meowed, tears welding up in her eyes. She had sustained heavy damage from the fight and deep cuts that bled heavily, the black she-cat knew it was her time. She only wished she had a little bit more time, feeling as if she was disappointing every cat she loved. "Darkflower... Whitemoon..." Dovepaw whimpred..

The battle had seemed to go on forever, with the it starting when the sun was just reaching it's highest point in the day. However now the sun began to sink below the horizon now and many cats had fallen on both sides. It was clear Zipperfang was fighting a losing battle and yet the black tom wasn't ready to give up. He let out an annoyed hiss as he stood atop a small cliff, his gaze scanning the surroundings before him. "It looks like your failing... How disappointing..." Buzzardstar meowed, his ghost appearing beside Zipperfang. The young black tom whipped around to face his deceased father, flattening his ears against his head. "I..." Zipperfang began only to trail off. He had no words for his defeat and knew he was a failure. "I suppose all is not lost... I mean you have taken a decent chunk of their cats... That and now that wretched she-cat is down to just three lives. Take another one and I won't be totally disappointed in you." Buzzardstar meowed. Zipperfang nodded a bit and opened his mouth to speak only to find that he was alone once more. Zipperfang made his way down from the cliff, ready to throw himself back into battle. Upon making his way back into the chaos the black tom froze in his tracks. Before him lied two familiar pelts. Time seemed to stand still as Zipperfang slowly padded closer to the bodies before him. He pressed his nose into their sides, nudging them slightly as he spoke with a shaky voice. "Rookwatcher... Wildflame..." he spoke, as he tried to grasp the fact his father and bestfriend/crush had been killed. Letting out a loud yowl of agony and anger. Rage flooded Zipperfang's body as he looked around until his eyes landed on Pantherstar. "This is your fault! All of this!!" he yowled, racing towards the large fluffy she-cat. He flung himself onto her, latching his claws into her fur and holding tightly on. Pantherstar stumbled, still groggy from awakening from losing a life in the battle. Unable to fully get her barring's she collapsed, giving Zipperfang the chance to take another life from Pantherstar. Upon feeling Pantherstar's body go limp once more the black tom released his grip and stepped away triumphantly.

Across the camp stood Cloudynight and young Vaporpaw, the pair of toms working on helping the injured the best they could. Upon Darkflower's fall, Cloudynight was left alone to treat the wounded himself. That was until he snagged young Vaporpaw to help him out a bit. After all the pair had been deemed to be the cats the prophecy spoke of. However Cloudynight still didn't understand how he and the young apprentice where to keep the ones to keep hope alive. The fluffy black and white tom let out a small sigh, shaking his head a bit. He was alone once again with no other medicine cat to aide him. "Once again history repeats itself... Tell me... What am I to do? I'm scared... I..." Cloudynight murmured to himself. Flash backs of his clan mates dying and unable to live a fully healthy life because of his inexperience flashed through his mind. A soft voice brought the tom back to reality, his eyes meeting those of Vaporpaw's. "I know it's scary, but your not alone anymore Cloudynight... We'll get through this. We'll end it... Together." the young apprentice spoke. The young tom spoke as if he had lived many more moons than he actually had. He always seemed to be more wise than the most cats his age. Something about him was comforting to Cloudynight, giving him the extra boost of confidence he needed. "You're right Vaporpaw... We can end this..." Cloudynight meowed. He shifted his gaze to his brother who stood so proudly over Pantherstar. "He needs to be taken down... He's no longer a brother of mine... Not after all the harm he's caused to our clan... Are you sure you want to do this? Stain your paws with blood?" Cloudynight asked, looking back to Vaporpaw once more. The young apprentice gave a determined nod. "For HazeClan. For our family. Our friends. It's time." Vaporpaw spoke. The two toms exchanged looks one more time before leaving the medicine cat, promising to return to check on the injured cats once business was settled.

Zipperfang let out an amused laughed upon noticing his brother and Vaporpaw approaching him. "Do you think you can stop me!?" he exclaimed, letting out another laugh. "A medicine cat and a newly appointed apprentice? Really? How amusing!" Zipperfang stated, a grin on the tom's face as he stepped closer. "My group may have fallen, but I'm still here." he hissed. Cloudynight let out a hiss himself, stepping forward until he and Zipperfang where nose to nose. "I may be just a medicine cat, but I will fight for my clan!" Cloudynight hissed. Taken aback by his brother's words Zipperfang took a few steps backward. All alone with no family or his group, Zipperfang felt the loneliness and rage bubbling inside once more. "How dare-" he began before letting out a painful yowl as he felt a set of claws rake across his face followed by another yet smaller set of claws. The black tom stumbled backwards, his vision going black and blood dripping down into his eyes. It was clear that he had been blinded by his 'brother' and young Vaporpaw. "How dare you... we are brothers!" Zipperfang cried, getting his paws steady under his body once more before blindly dashing away. "You are no longer my brother Zipperfang... but a traitor!" Cloudynight yowled. He and Vaporpaw chased after Zipperfang, the trio making their way to the cliffs near the camp. Cloudynight and Vaporpaw both stopped as to not fall over the cliff side themselves. "Watch out!" Cloudynight called out to Zipperfang, only to watch as the blind black tom fall over the edge. Letting out a startled yowl, Zipperfang fell, landing with a thud. "Cloudynight..." Zipperfang called faintly.

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