Mercuryrose
Shadowclan Leader
There was screaming coming from the clearing, blood stains surrounding the camp. Mercuryrose felt her heart had stopped with the sight in front of her. Looking into the familiar eyes, that gaze brought her nightmares for countless years.. Those memories were ones that she tried forgetting, burying in a hatchet and throwing it somewhere.. But there was never a way to get rid of those memories huh? Mercuryrose had always hated having dark green eyes, she wished that she had her sisters’ eyes or her children’s.. Anyone but her father’s eyes. The leader remained frozen in place, watching the black figure in front of her watching her with an unreadable expression. It was as if the Grim Reaper had arrived to drag her to the pits of hell for all the crimes she had done in the past. Biting the inside of her cheek, she watched as some warriors were rushing out the den and making their way towards the lone figure in the middle of the clearing “Stop!” Mercuryrose ordered, watching them stop in their place. A light chuckle came from the figure before a soft hum escaped him.
“It had grown so quiet here, I thought everyone went to sleep.” The tom said, looking down at the body in front of him. His curved claws were sinked into the skin of a familiar figure of a black and gray Oritental molly that was hissing slightly in pain but refused to do so. Grimrose couldn’t move, because she knew that if she did.. His curved claws would dig into her spine and permanently paralyze her if he wanted to. “Raven no!” Grimrose shouted in pain upon seeing her mate attempting to run at the black figure standing above her. Her only good eye was nearly blinded by blood and dirt while her cheek was pressed harshly against the ground “The kits,” Grimrose said through her gritted teeth. If she died, the kits would still have their father. A couple of gasps were heard as blood was dripping from the trees, a couple of bodies from warriors to elders were hanging from them. Murkywolf, Grimrose’s brother, was hanging off the warrior’s den while his breathing was shallow.. Mercuryrose’s sister, Dahliapetal, small body was hanging across the High Point.. Moments away from entering Starclan. Traitors. They were all traitors. They were going to die, and Shadowclan was the first stop.
“Let her go.” Mercuryrose said calmly, watching Grimrose’s labored breathing. Her dark green gaze went towards Waspsight for a moment. The medicine cat needed to get to those who were still alive and help them out before entering Starclan.. Mercuryrose knew that a good number of bodies in the trees were already gone, but Waspsight could still save those who were still fighting to stay alive. However, she knew that it was going to be difficult to get his attention away from the bodies.. She needed to get him away from everyone, from her home. “Your quarrel is with me, this doesn’t involve them.” Mercuryrose said, slowly making her way towards the clearing. The lone figure watched the black and rose-gold molly, his dark green eyes remained on her for a moment before shaking his head “No, my quarrel is with the entire clans. They were the ones who turned their backs on me.. Used her against me, caused everyone I loved to leave me” The black tom spoke
“She left you because you abused her, she left us because we reminded her too much of you.” Mercuryrose said bitterly, her tail lashing from side to side. The figure chuckled, a half-smile appearing on his face before looking down and shaking his head slightly at the dry and fresh blood on himself. “You remind me the most of your mother, she was always so hard-headed and stubborn.. But she always carried herself with such grace and courage that she was a natural born leader.” The Tom mumbled almost to himself, which caused Mercuryrose’s eyes narrowed. He wanted a reaction out of her, it was a trap. The Shadowclan leader couldn’t help but narrow her eyes as she stepped forward a bit towards her father
“I’m assuming you’re here for business, now state it or get out of my clan.” Mercuryrose said before Twilightfoot chuckled, his dark green eyes shining in mischief “I’m simply here to kill you and the traitors that you surrounded yourself with.. Tell me, Mercy.. You don’t have your nine lives.. So you know, you die.. You won’t be coming back.” Twilightfoot said before Mercuryrose let out a snort and shook her head slightly “I won’t be dying today, I’m not leaving my clan under the paws of you.. You won’t be walking out of this camp, alive.”
It was as if the Grim Reaper came, an urban myth.. Twilightfoot’s name was only heard in haunting nursery rhythms or from the elders or senior warriors that encountered him before departing from the clan. Twi: 64b457
Ravenwatcher |The Shadowed Knight of Shadowclan|
His muscles were screaming at him to move, to run over to his mate and to protect her from that vile monster. Raven’s periwinkle eyes narrow at the claws piercing into Grimrose. His black fur rising along his shoulders and spine, his fangs bared as a growl rises in his throat. Only thing keeping him rooted in his spot not far from Mercuryrose was Grimrose pleading with him to not intervene as she did not want to risk him
getting harmed when they have kits to think about.
His long ears twitching as he listens to the conversation between Mercuryrose and the unknown intruder. It would seem the intruder had a vendetta against Mercuryrose, Grimrose, Dahliapetal, and Murkywolf. It took Ravenwatcher a moment to realize this was Twilightfoot, coming for revenge against his own blood. Gritting his teeth, his eyes peering into Grimrose’s beautiful eye, silently telling her that he loves her. With a heavy heart he rushes to the Murkywolf, knowing he needed to do something, if he could not go save his mate, he would attend to her brother.
He approaches the unconscious tomcat, pulling him away to safety to assess him. Raven was relieved to notice the rise and fall of Murkywolf’s chest. He was no professional but he quickly presses clumps of moss against the wounds to stunt the bleeding until Waspsight could tend to him. “Don’t you die on me, Murkywolf! Grimrose won’t allow it!” Ravenwatcher scolds before looking back at Twilightfoot and his mate with worry. Will she be alright?
Timberhawk |The Trickster of Shadowclan|
‘Who the fuck does this man think he is?!’ He snarls in his mind as he rushes to Dahliapetal. His heart beating rapidly in his chest as he climbs up to High Point. His Jade green eyes tearing up at the sight of her almost lifeless form. Gritting his teeth as he carefully moves his mate away from the edge of the high point, not wanting her to plummet to her death. Timber was thankful to see her chest rise and fall slowly, it let him know that she had some fight within her. He just needed to get her somewhere safe and hope that Waspsight could save her.
The older ashy brown tabby warrior tuned out everything around him, his sole focus being Dahliapetal. “Come on my flower, you better not leave me! You dragged me into this clan, you are not leaving me in it by myself” Timber scolds. Carefully dragging her away from the chaos around them, he needed to protect his little flower from more harm. He just wished it had been him that had taken the beating in her place. Worriedly glancing at Ravenclaw and Aspenwood as the two rush over to help him with his mate.
Widowsting |Sharp-tonged of Shadowclan|
‘This cannot be happening right now!’ Widow thought, anxiety building up within the charcoal bengal molly. She stood frozen near the nursery, their kits thankfully resting deeper in the den, she did not want their kits to witness such despair. Her ears pinning against her skull as she leans heavily against her other mate, Mintstrike. Leaning against him grounded her as she watched her valiant mate, Mercuryrose stand up to her villainous father. Widow knew about Mercury’s past growing up under Twilightfoot’s reign.
She understood the pain of reopened wounds, Widow wished she could carry the burden of Mercuryrose’s pain of having to confront the one being that she had tried to bury from her mind and heart. Mercury was hurting with seeing the ones she cared about the most get harmed by the one who was her father. Widow hated that there was nothing she could do, as she knew that Mercury would not want her getting involved. Gasping loudly as the fight began, her heart racing as her orange eyes stay glued to the fight.
“Watch out Mercuryrose!” She tried to warn as she spotted Twilightfoot fling dust into her mate’s face. Crying out as the intruder bites into Mercury’s neck and flings her around. Widow felt time slow down and her heart stop at seeing the blood leaking from Mercury’s neck. “No…” she breathes, the two were too evenly matched. The small bengal could not help but feel impending doom as she watches her love drag Twilightfoot closer to the high point. “Don’t…” but her words met on deaf ears as Mercuryrose throws herself and Twilightfoot over the edge and plummet to their downfall.
Breath catching in her throat at the loud thud and crunch echoing through the silent clearing. Tears dripping down her sharp features as Mercury shakily raises a paw in victory but Widow knew better. The loud thunderous roar of the clan rejoicing but not Widow. Ripping away from Mintstrike’s hold, shoving felines out of her way as she rushes toward Mercuryrose. “NOO! MERCURY!” Despair rips from her throat as she sees just the damage her first love was in as the Maine coon collapses after pointing to Ravenclaw and Aspenwood. Ignoring the deceased Twilightfoot, not even taking the time to rejoice that he was dead as she gently rolls Mercury over. Her features softening at the sight of her mate.
“For once could you be selfish? For once could you think about yourself! Don’t you dare leave our kits! Your children! Mintstrike! Don’t leave…me” her voice cracks towards the end. Her lip quivering as she lightly caresses Mercury’s cheek. “I don’t want you to leave me, Merc. I feel like I just found you and Mint and now you are trying to leave?? Please…”