xx FINAL BATTLE

[cranberry]

She shook her head violently, trying to dispel the confusion and terror pulsing through her fear-numbed body, but it only blurred her surroundings, turning the battleground into a spinning kaleidoscope of colors. Teetering on her paws precariously, all it took was a blow from a large black she-cat to send her tumbling to the ground. She yelped in pain, feeling the blood begin to gush from her open wounds and lashed out at her attacker, limbs flailing spasmodically. In her half blinded-state she could hardly see who the fiend was, but she reeked of MaliceClan, and Midnightsun's heart sunk as the other she-cat raked her claws into her tortie pelt. How stupid and naive had she been to prance into this battle like a rambunctious kit? These cats were in a whole different league.

She moaned and clawed feebly, but her claws were not lethal, and for a moment she vaguely considered the possibility that these might be her final living breaths. She went rigid in shock and stared, horrified, into space, the yowls and battle cries of the scuffle suddenly becoming death tolls.

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Now utterly enraged, she narrowed her luminous golden orbs to slits and dug in with her back claws, feeling the searing rush of warm blood begin to flow. Boldly he made a move for her neck with his parted jaws, and she winced as he started to clamp down, but she flailed wildly, jerking around to free herself from his grasp with frenzied clawstrikes, almost at once feeling a set of tinier claws raking down her sides. Bloody clan cats, ganging up on her, and they were brothers, too, by the looks of it. She hissed, hoping some oaf on her own side would join in, but she had been in tighter spots than this countless times, the toms would not kill her.

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[LYNX ♥]

His vivd black and white pelt was now streaked and smeared, dashed and gouges, splattered upon with scarlet liquid, creativing a gruesome appearance as he fought wildly, drawing his claws like sacred sabres and slashing with all his full might, which was plenty, for his weight against his opponent was unmatched, the tiny beige she-cat with big blue eyes was heavily skilled, but still, he felt confidence welling within, though it instantly began to ebb as he wqtched his clanmates fall all around him, and snarled, he'd have to fight twice as hard. Ducking and dodging only for a moment, then he leapt and tumbled into her, scoring claws itno her small ribcage. WHipping around, he leaped away, startled to realize that his own clanmate was attacking him. "Oh you little.. wench!" He screamed, and dove for Spectre.

[raid]

Twistersoul felt the claws of Vixen rake him terribly and at once knew he would not last through this battle. He would die defending his clan. And he would die with his brother beside him. He had to save Torrentpaw. Knocking his brother back, Twistersoul reared up, clawing out at Vixen and protecting his brother. He had to save her he had to.

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Rupture choked as the grip of the leader didn't lessen. "Please" Please she whispered frantically. "I wish to join your side. Spare my life and I will help you fight. I know these cats better than any of your clan cats." Her voice was soft as she pleaded for her life and tried to keep Hauteur and Fate from hearing.

[lily ♫]

Aurora bounced back to reality, and was back on her feet. She smacked her claws straight into Chasmriver's face, hissing with disgust towards him. She grinned as blood covered her white claws, and she let out a sharp cackle and clawed at his neck and chest, leaving nice, little cuts where ever her claws touched. "Poor little Clan cat!" she sneered, completely recovered from Flamingarrows harsh words and attacks.

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Splitheart raced into camp, hearing the sounds of the battle from the territory. She instantly located Flamingarrow, and she noticed the young, brown tom next to her. They were both taking on Aurora. "Serves her right." she mewed to herself, and then she stopped and wondered which side she was on, not knowing if she would be like Flamingarrow and fight for the Clan cats, or fight for MaliceClan. She sighed, for she knew she wouldn't abandon her new found friend. Splitheart looked at the two cats battling Aurora, wondering if she should join in, or find another cat to battle. She noticed a black tom running away, and she cracked up as she recognized Anubis.

[LYNX ♥]

Lynxstar throat rumbled with something between a purr of amusement and a growl. "Oh sure," She dropped the tiny she-cat, and glared, stamping her paw. "Now scat, but I'll have you know, the clans are stronger than you think we are. And not all are as merciful as I." She spat and lashed out with her strong, almost horse-like hind legs. Her lack of tail funked her spine, loping it like a rabbits, making her back legs stronger than the average cat. As they kicked out, they hit their target, landing upon Fate's throat with a light thud sound. She whirled about and leaped upon the long furred calico, snarling while she felt Hautuer still batttering her.

The massive tom lashed his long tail, ducking and doging with expertise of an experianced warrior, and adreniline was rushing through his blood and veins, keeping him going strong, frighting hard and clawing with all his might, though he knew by the end of this he would hardly be living, he pushed on, doing as much damage as his conscious could handle. Which was quite alot, for he dove froth, ramming his mulky frame against Aurora's petite one, a sick grin plastered upon his face, though it was more of a grimace than anything, for pain now shot throughout him, and with every movement, blood was spurting from his various slashes and gashes.

[lily ♫]

Aurora heard a loud snap! and felt a sharp pain in her side. A broken rib. "You bastard!" she cursed, as she stood tilted to one side, pain searing through her side like there was a hole there. She hissed, more in pain than to scare the Clan cats, and hobbled away, trying to get away for a moment. She reached a den, tripped, and fell, crying out in sheer pain.

ooc: crappy post.

[raid]

Happy she was being left alive, Rupture nodded to Lynxstar's words, turning and jumping upon Hauteur, eager to kill a clanmate and get rid of Maliceclan. She had hated being born within the clan. It was terrible to be here, she had always wanted to help the clans Maliceclan had attacked but now she was able to tear them apart. Help her new home.

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Feeling a crack in her neck, Fate grew limp in the leader's grasp. She was soon to be dead, her pelt already being soaked with her own blood.

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Feeling claws rake down her pelt, Hauteur turned, surprised to see Rupture attacking her. Gasping the she-cat fled. She needed to get away from here. She needed to stay alive, she must stay alive.

[MiNTY♥]

Shard yowled, and bucked like a horse would when in immediate panic, only he was not in panic, he was feeling better than he ever had. A bit of his fur tore where fangs ripped it, however he brushed it off like it was a fly on his shoulder, or something equally small and worthless. He turned and sprang at the cat who had attacked him with claws outstretched ready to grasp and rip the cat to shreds with strong and ruthless blows. The coward Knife was now gone, like every coward in Maliceclan, he snorted and a small trail of blood trickled from his nose, it stung, but only a little. His teeth glistened, as his brains kicked in more. He would fight dirty now. He swiped a paw under the legs of his opponent very quickly and took it back again.

Dreadwish pretended to look bored, even though he could easily see the two she-cat coming his way, he sighed deeply and when they were close enough, he swiftly reared up and broughts his claws down on the two she-cats who had dared attack him. Exposing his belly for at little time as possible. They would have been possible too shocked to have time to notice his weak spot was on show for less than a second.

Spectre leaped off, kicking off the ground with her strong paws and shooting up higher than she had expected into the air, only just managing to miss Vividmurder's attack by hairs on her pelt. She landed neatly and growled at him, before charging at him. Quickly she flipped onto her back and slid underneath him. Being small did have great advantages. Using her hind legs she kicked out, damaging what she could.

[mizuinu]

Granitepaw heard her name and her head snapped in the air. She walked in the diction she heard her name. She saw many cats struggling, but she wasn't able to distinguish which clans they were from. She noticed a she-cat fighting a fairly large tom. "Need any help?" she asked the cat who was namelss to her, but she would find out was known as Spectre.

Sorry, I guess I didn't read the posts well enough. I changed it though.

[cranberry]

As she had expected, the massive tom was using his weight to his full advantage, slamming her around and slashing wildly with long, jagged claws. She ducked nimbly, escaping the brunt of his rage as they fought wordlessly, her black and white adversary becoming increasingly gruesome as she made quick swipes, not particularly strong but a wallop in combination.

She blinked in surprise as a stunning she-cat, hardly any larger than herself but clearly apprentice age, darted in and gave the tom a harsh blow to the back of the head. She parted her maw to express her thanks when she realized the rancid smell of MaliceClan was coming not only from the enormous tom but the smaller she-cat, and she was quick to be proven right as the black and white cat dove after the apprentice. Quickly regaining her wits Larkstar shrugged it off, it could be a ploy as easily as it could be a change of heart, but she couldn't afford to be distracted. She made a headlong lunge for the tom while his back was turned, scoring sharp claws down the back of his head and onto his spine.

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His sharp, narrowed eyes scanned the battlefield, already a chatoic mess of blood and flying fur, complete with a soundtrack of yowls and screeches. He wasn't foolish enough to attack just any cat, particularly the meaty warriors that smelled of VertigoClan and TempestClan. He began a swift trek towards a suitable cat when a heavy weight plunked down on his gangly frame, nearly buckling his knees, but he let out a hiss of pain with the pressure and began to buck wildly, craning his neck to see an somewhat timid looking ebony apprentice upon his back. Sneering, he slipped out from under her and whipped around, smacking her hard with the back of his paw. Basilpaw hoped she had some kind of battle training, or this would be pathetically easy.

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Bushy tail now fluffed up to its maximum volume and lip curled over dagger-sharp ivories, she was now the true picture of menace, slashing ruthlessly at the soot-colored tom. At once he reared up, shoving his younger backwards and continuing to claw at her. She cast a sidelong glance at the apprentice-age tom; it was tempting to go after him since that was so clearly what the elder one didn't want her to do, but she wouldn't just abandon her prey, she was so close..and she could always chase the little weasel down later, anyways.

Vixen snapped her attention back to the large, long-furred tom and leapt at him, bowling him over and beginning to claw his exposed stomach. He would die of blood loss sooner or later, if she didn't decide at any random moment to clamp her jaws around his neck.

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Anxiously he loped into the teeming mass of cats, golden eyes darting around, searching for any idle MaliceClanner or cat in need of help. His mind was still preoccupied with frantic thoughts of Citrusflower and the kits, the only way to dispel them was to jump headfirst into the fray. Abruptly Lightningstrike spied Breakingdawn brawling with an impressive looking, jet black tom, and sprinted towards them, diving at the tom with outstretched claws, attempting to knock his feet out from under him. He looked pretty formidable, but Breakie wasn't a wuss, they could take him together.

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[MiNTY♥]

Mizu wth are you doing? Spectre is siding with the clans.

The massive black tom leaped up into the air to meet the tom's attack before he got to him. Colliding with the other tom cat he lashed out at him, he caught his sisters eye briefly but just laughed. Both of them knew he didn't need any help, unless the two cats improved right there and then. He kicked out, thrusting his powerful hind legs backwards. He was really on his paws now, slashing, jupming, leaping. He smirked as he was joined by a younger tom, Slash. This would just make it even easier for him to fight. As he looked around him though he could see that they were losing the battle. His muscles rippled as he kept on his paws and turned at every threat he saw out of the corner of his eye, and fought off any attackers will lethal skill. A snow white she-cat the clan's liked to call Serenewinter, and a tabby and white tom known as Nettlescreech, has also joined them. Four against two. He chuckled, yet he could see that Slash was not doing well. "Get those paws up and claws outstretched." He hissed in the young tom's ear, as well as a load of battle moves, that he followed well and worked to his advantage.

Shard screeched with anger as the beautiful white she-cat bit into his hing leg and thrust it out to shake her off. It would be good of him to take some prisoners. His white fangs gleamed. The small white she-cat would be a brilliant prisoner, she was stealthy, yet lacking muscles. Sending her flying had weakened her greatly and his sister had grabbed her quickly. Pleased, he watched as his sister ran off with the pretty white she-cat draped over her back.

Turning he let out a snort of pity as he saw the poor scrap of fur that was once known as Fate. He chuckled maliciously. "Well looks like this is your fate babes." He whispered into her ear before smashing his great black paw into her. Moving in his fangs brushed the fur around her throat. She would no longer be of any use to the clan, what was left of it. If Knife had gone, then who was strong enough to be leader? Certainly not that fool Anubis whom had fled from Lynxstar, it would need to be someone who could fight a leader with ease. His white teeth flashed with pride, he knew what he must do. He would seek out all of the cats who had fled, and the ones that were willing to follow him, would join him. He knew his sister would be with him, yes, and he could takr the two pregnant queen's. Their kits would build up this new clan of his nicely. Just what he needed, two litter's of strong kits. With the size of Phantomcry he would expect his kits would be as large as him, or at least larger than most, and Knife had once been leathal, before he turned soft. No cat would turn soft under his command. The kits would all be lethal and deadly, the perfect warriors. Phantomcry would not leave his mate would he? He was a strong tom, quite a good friend of his, and an excellent fighter, he would take him if he could.

Muscles flexing he padded to the side of the deadly fox, Vixen. His long black tail brushed her side gently before he snarled and aimed a blow at the cat whom had attacked her.

[LYNX ♥]

Harvest + Summer
While Summerpath took the brunt of Dreadwish's claws, his rampant stance, Harvestmoon took advantage, darting in from behind and sinking her teeth into his tail and giving a sharp tug, her own heart aching for her new ally, who had burst out in a yowl of agony at the long claws scoring her pelt; Harvestmoon tugged his tail even harder, knawing upon it until it was soaked with blood. Summerpath dodged and tumbled away, regaining her paws and dashing in to strike, ramming into Dreadwish full force, though she couldn't help feeling almost bad for the scum, knowing she wouldn't want to die in a clan where no one would grieve her bravery. The look in his eyes, as Harvestmoon had also observed, was not of courage, fierceness, hatred, fury. No, no, more of a bored, meloncholy expression, squeezing both warriors' hearts.

Lynx
Lynxstar's first reaction was surprise, to find that Rupture stayed close to her word, and instead of attacking her enemies, the tiny skeleton-like she-cat was attacking her clanmates! Not exactly the kind of cat Lynxstar would want in her clan, for anyone who would switch alliances in the face of death wasn't to be trusted, but still, she felt grateful to Rupture, and flashed a slight switch of her maw to the she-cat when she caught her sapphire gaze, her own unsaturated brown eyes telling of her thanks. But this exchange, the thought racing through Lynxstar's head, they only lasted a second, and in a flash, she was turned once more, her focus back on Fate, surprised by the amount of damage she'd done. She didn't stand long, but whirled once more, fighting off more surges of loyal MaliceClan cats, but she could tell the clans were winning. Looking over her shoulder for a moment only, Lynxstar watched in horror and disgust as Shard himself ended his own clanmate's life, what kind of cat would do that? But as her focus strayed, the leader felt a spray of blood, and realized a great portion of her left ear had been lobbed off by her opponent. She whipped back around and snarled, finishing them off, then looking around. The great tawny figure watched as more and more MaliceClan cats either switched sides or fleed, upon seeing the mangled bodies of their clanmates, and her heart swelled, but not for long, for she left the life ebbing. With a great sigh, Lynxstar loped off into the deep woodland, and hid herself to lose her eighth life.

Breaking
The lean brown tabby snarled, lashing out here and ther,e not to mention shouting out in pain with every movement, as Shard had driven his tiger claws so deep into places she'd never been clawed before, she wondered how far she would be damaged when this was all done and over- if it would ever be over. It felt like several eternities passed as her own little battle with this massive killing beast dragged on and he was effectively wearing her down, but she wondered if he was some sort of mechanical being, for it seemed Shard was invincible, not tiring at all, or so it seemed. Breakingdawn couldn't help sighing in relief as Lightningstrike dove into their little mess, but then sighed again in succesion, Lightning looked a little unstable, she knew very well that Citrusflower was on his mind, and even though she wanted to dash off an catch a breather, she probably couldn't depend on Lightning to fend off Shard on his own, and mentally prepared herself for more beating- her goal soley to wear Shard down as much as she could. If that meant death, well, so be it.

Chasm
It seemed that, out of all this writhing mass of cats, he was the only one who'd actually seen Lynxstar dash off, heavil bleeding from what looked like practically everywhere. And Chasmriver could only hope that that was really the case, because she was clearly too weak to keep fighting, and was probably losing a life, but if any MaliceClan cat has spotted her, then the young warrior could very well expect to be taking orders from Lilystar in the near future. Not that he didn't love his old mentor to death, but the thought made him cringe, and, making sure that Aurora was well unable to fight, the big tabby bounded after Lynxstar. She whipped around and snarled, but he softened her, and followed. "I'll protect you, Lynxstar." He promised, though it tore his heart in two to see her die like this.

Vivid
His massive black and white monochromatic frame stumbled several times, but he was larger than these two pansies if they combined. Vividmurder was sure he could somehow use this to his advantage. It seemed that that spawn of Phantom and Scarletsnow, whom he'd alreayd hated, was obviously pretty quick, and though the other one, he couldn't decide if it was an apprentice or not, she was pretty quick too, but still. Folding his lips back up over long canines, a snarl erupted from his throat, tearing itself from his maw, bursting his jaws to part, and before his cry of extreme fury was finished, Vividmurder was diving again, landing nealry upon Spectre, just enough to lash her paw out from under her, but if he happened to miss that, which he didn't plan on waiting to see, he took his slender tail in his mouth as well, and tugged with all his mighty force, letting go, he didn't cae if it tore or not, all he could concentrate was how frustrating it was to be tag teamed. Sure he'd fought within his clan against multiple cats at a time, but by now, he'd deciphered that the pale cat probably had multiple lives, and the other was a traitor! Dancing past Spectre, his own form heavily bleeding, but onyl by small nicks, he struck out with his claws, aiming for Larkstar's chest and shoulders.

Abyss
Her ebony form moved with liquid grace as she melded around where Basilpaw's claws aimed, but all they found was air, for Abysspaw found herself quite quicker than first though. Suddenly, all that rough training, slightly softened by Serenewinter, it was all sinking in, not to her brains, but straight to her dancing claws. They flashed and struck, while she herself pounced and flew, using her lean, filled out form to overpower his lanky frame. Still, the older VertigoClan apprentice knew he was holding back at the moment, and any second he'd have quick bursts of speed, he'd draw blood, but the thought didn't scare her; it propelled her.

[lily ♫]

dundundun! Anubis is back, baby!

The huge, black tom bounded through the Camp with a cat by his side. Together, their pelts clashed, black and white, side by side. The white cat was petite, and so tiny next to the big black tom, and it was hard to believe that they were brother and sister, full-blooded Malice. Anubis and Isis, god of the Dead, and goddess of Life. They were opposites, but somehow, Anubis had convinced her to come and fight. He looked down to her, and looked at the scars she had recieved from Eclipseomen, covering her body everywhere. He sighed. If his plan worked, Isis and Eclipseomen would have to get along somehow. Anubis quickly sweeped the Camp for his mate, but she was nowhere in site at the moment. He felt a stab of disappointment as he saw Flamingarrow fighting for the Clans. She could have turned out so nicely. He looked down to Isis, and her crystal clear blue eyes were looking up at him, as if she was waiting for orders. "We stay here until Eclipseomen comes back." he mewed, standing next to her, while she sat.

[heropaw]

Darkblue let out a loud hiss and leaped at a random cat trying to rake her claws down its side, but since she had poor coordination she missed. The cat she had leaped at jumped onto her. Darkblue tried to claw at her soft underbelly but this cat was too good a fighter and struck Darkblue's eyes. I'm blind! She thought, and it was true. Suddenly Darkblue was an easy target to even an apprentice. And as she expected the cat finished her off and she went to join Starclan.
OOC: plz excuse my bad rping skills lol

[MiNTY♥]

Dreadwish tensed all his muscles to try and keep out all the pain as he fell to the ground. He didn't even show the pain in his eyes, only the smae bored absent look. Well Dreadwish, this is what you have always wanted, this is what you have always thought of doing yourself. He sighed, his last ever sigh of typical boredom. He saw his brother, fearlessly defending his mate, before his vision began to be blurred by the dark red substance running from his pelt. It was only a few seconds before he could no longer see. His heart beat began to slow and he felt his paws grow number and number. Is this really what you wanted after all Dreadwish? You had a family, you had your brother, you taught his kits, they put a smile on your face! Has anything ever put a smile of your face before? Wouldn't it have been nice to have a little of kits all to yourself? Wouldn't it have been better than dying you fool? Its too late now, you can't change whats going to happen. You are going to die now whether you like it or not, after all it has been your ambition from day one to die. The purpose of many of your trips to the lake, but did you ever see it thorugh? You knew you weren't ready for this, but you let it happen. Well you will never have your own kits to put a smile on your face, well done! His mouth opened to let something out, a cry of horror possibly, at the voice inside his head talking to him. It had been his only companion for a very long time, it had been with him all his life. There was no point in worrying now, his life was going to end. Now.

Shard felt weakened and his breath felt heavy, he flashed his teeth at Vixen charmingly, as he always did in a care free way. His plet began to sting lightly, but he would not let it get to him now. He pushed his ambitious side to the stop of his head, letting the stinging fade from his plet with all his negative thoughts and brought a massive paw up to smash his popponent.

Eclipseomen found a cave not to far away, she dropped the she-cat with a light thud. She heard a pained gasp sound from her maw, and lifted a massive paw, knocking her out with one quick blow. Turning she raced quickly back to the battle. She was about to tunr and fight when a familiar white she-cat caught the corner of her eye. She snarled and stalked over to Anubis tail held high. "Was the lesson I taught her last time not enough? It seems as if you want her to die, by bringing her to me." She hissed to his mate. She could be soft and loving, but only when the object of her affention deserved it. Right now Anubis did not deserve anything from her by bringing this she-cat back. She smirked as her gaze raked over the scars she had given the she-cat.

"Sure!" Sepctre said to Granitepaw with a slikghtly soft smile, but it didn't linger for long. The distraction has been enough to result in her falling to one side, her three other legs still standing. She heaved herself up and felt strong fangs in her tail. She screeched in pain. "HOW DARE YOU VIVIDASS." She screeched in a very, very high pitched screech. With wide eyes she saw her father race over, this was her time to hide. Turning she slunk away to crouch behind Larkstar while she foufght, but still helped a little lashing out occasionally. What would her father think.

Phantomcry reluctantly left the nursery behind him and charged at Vividmurder. He aimed a strong blow to the warriors head and snarled. "What the bloody hell do you think you are doing?" He scolded harshly. However, his daughter was nowhere to be seen now. He snarled and whipped around stalking back over to the nursery.