Chapter Six

                                    

                                          
Willow woke up and groomed herself. She walked outside, the milky sky hurting her eyes.
                          
She walked to the edge of Blossomclan territory. She climbed up a tree and jumped them until she saw a patrol.
                          
Nightfoot, Fernmist, and Foxsong were hunting. Willow leaped down in front of them.
                          
"Willowleaf!" Foxsong hissed. Willow chuckled.
                          
"Its Willow." Foxsong growled. "You think you can beat us, huh? Think your scary with that kittypet collar." 
                          
Willow unseathed her claws and hissed. Foxsong rolled his eyes. "Your not scary."
                          
Willow laughed. "How bout now?" 
                          
She flashed her claws, slicing Foxsongs throat in a swift, clean swipe.
                          
He gave her a look of horror before crumbling to the ground.
                          
Nightfoot turned on her. "You killed my loyal warrior! Im deputy!" he hissed.
                          
"Deputy huh?" she chuckled. She pinned him to the ground and in a flash she broke his leg.
                          
He let out a screech of agony. She flashed her claws near his face. He stared at the dog teeth in horror. 
                          
Fernmist let out a cry. "Willowleaf! Stop!" Willow whipped around. "Its Willow!" she snarled.
                          
Fernmist gave her a look of horror. "Willow... I know you. This isnt you! Come back!" she pleaded.
                          
"Shutup!" she snarled. "This is the new me!" she lunged at Fernmist and sunk her claws into her stomach. She screeched in pain.
                          
Willow jumped off. "I'll let you live your miserable life." she hissed. "Go!"
                          
Feenmist gave her a look and dashed off to camp. Willow smirked at Nightfoot, who was watching her with fear, his leg trailed uselessly behind him.
                          
"Get up!" she snarled. "Im going to pay a visit to Mossstar"
                          
Nightfoot wobbled up and winced in pain. "Get him" she snarled.
                          
Nightfoot shook his head. "I cant." 
                          
Willow unseathed her claws. "Do you want to die?"
                          
Nightfoot picked up Foxsong and limped behind Willow.
                          
"Go to camp" she hissed.
                          
She climbed up a tree and looked down into the camp.
                          
Blackkit and Sunkit were playing in the camp clearing. Willow smirked. 
                          
She leaped down and grabbed the two kits by the scruff. Their mother, Fawnleap yowled in horror. 
                          
Before any cat could see what happened, Willow leaped up into the tree, hidden in the branches.
                          
Blackkit squirmed and tried to get free. Willow hissed and he stopped. She leaped from tree to tree, making sure no cat followed her.
                          
When she made it to twolegplace, she leapt down from the tree and onto the dumpster. 
                          
When she emerged into the camp, Scourges eyes widened.
                          
"Where were you?" he asked. Willow chuckled. 
                          
"Blossomclan." Scourge smiled. "What did you do?" he asked excitedly.
                          
Willow laughed. "I love how evil you are." Scourge nodded.
                          
"I killed a cat, broke the deputys leg, gave a warrior bad wounds and stole two kits." she looked down at Blackkit and Sunkit.
                          
Scourge laughed. "Great! More recruits!" Willow nodded. "Their now Black and Sun." Scourge nodded.
                          
"Have Feather put them with the other kits. Keep stealing kits from other clans." he chuckled. 
                          
"Ill put collars and claws on them. Now go!" He walked to the kits.
                          
Willow laughed and climbed up a tree. She hopped to Darkclan.
                          
She looked down at their camp. A little white kit was playing in the clearing with a mossball.
                          
Willow snickered and leaped down. Quick as lightning, she snatched the kit and leaped high up to the top of the tree.
                          
Scourge trained her to jump as high as a tree.
                          
"Mama!" it cried. A queen rushed out and frantically started crying "My kit! My kit!"
                          
Willow looked at the little kit. "Whats your name?" she demanded. 
                          
"F-Frostkit" it stuttered. It was a little she. "Well, Frostkit, I'm taking you home."
                          
And with that, she leapt back to Bloodclan.
                          
She put the kit into the nursery where Scourge was waiting for the next kit.
                          
He nodded. "Go to Breezeclan." Willow nodded and hopped up the trees.
                          
The trees ended at the border. This will be hard! No trees! Willow laughed.
                          
Fools.
                          
She leaped down, light as a feather.
                          
A single tree shaded their camp. She climbed up it and looked down.
                          
A brown kit and a golden kit tussled in camp. Willow smirked. 
                          
She swooped down and grabbed the kits. She sliced open a throat of a queen and leaped back onto the tree.
                          
The clan gathered around the queen as she was mysteriously murdered.
                          
Willow gave a mighty heave and leaped across the moorland onto a tree.
                          
The kits wailed in her jaws. "Whats your name?" she demanded the brown kit. 
                          
"Dustkit." he spoke. Willow turned to the gold kit. "Peatkit."
                          
Willow nodded and went back to Bloodclan. Scourge purred as she brought the kits in.
                          
"Great! Dont steal kits...not today anyways. Go stalk the clans. Attack em whatever you want to do with them." he chucked.
                          
Willow nodded and smirked. "I'll pay my sister a visit."
                          
She leaped to Blossomclan, looking down at their camp. There was a clan meeting.
                          
"...and Sunkit have been stolen. Fawnleap reports seeing Willowleaf." Mossstar said.
                          
Willow snarled. "Its Willow!" she yowled. Mossstar looked around. "Who dares inturrupt me?" she said.
                          
Willow leaped down in front of Mossstar. "I dare" she smirked.
                          
Mossstar stared at her in horror. "Willowleaf!" she gasped. Willow snarled.
                          
"Its Willow!" She hissed and lashed out her paw, striking Mossstar in the chest.
                          
Mossstar looked at her in horror before crumpling to the ground.
                          
Blossomclan started yowling in horror. Willow laughed as Owlpaw lunged at her. She swiped out her paw, knocking him back.
                          
"Owlpaw...how are you!" Willow purred. Owlpaw hissed. "It's Owlfoot now!" he hissed.
                          
Willow chuckled as he lunged at her again. She flipped him over and pinned him down. 
                          
"Well, Owlfoot. Say hi to Starclan for me!" she laughed and sliced his throat.
                          
He convulsed and fell still, his fear filled eyes draining.
                          
Willow gave a last look at the horrified Blossomclan before laughing and leaping up a tree.