Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

It was an ordinary day on Earth. Cats hunting, swimming, playing and other things clancats do when there is only peace between the four clans. Thunderclan, WindClan, ShadowClan, and RiverClan, but above Earth, in the skies, was a battle against Heaven and Hell.
"Commander, RiverTale just got hit with posion magic." Yelled a she-cat with yellow eyes and long golden fur dragging a short white hair she-cat that looks awfully sick out of the battle between Hell and Heaven.
"I'll see what i can do." Said the commander. The commander was a beautiful light blue cat with very light blue on her ears, snout, chest, back, and tail. Her wings were beautiful and her dark blue hair always cover one of her eye's and her hair on the back was spicked but not really spikey. Her front legs had armor with the symbol of RiverClan and the fur on her hind legs were some what long. Her eyes were a very light blue color and was always glowing. She put her paw on RiverTale's side and closed her eyes. Right when she took her paw off of RiverTale's side, RiverTale quickly got up and used her water magic at a cat that was about to attack the commander behind with her magic.
"Thanks RiverTale." Thanked the commander while looking into RiverTale's eyes that were extremely light blue.
"Don't mention it. I'll do anything to protect the commander." RiverTale smiled a little. The commander looked around and saw blood and bits of fur and magic from other cats. Lives were being taken from Earth and Heaven and Hell. You see when a cat dies on Earth they go to Hell or Heaven and when they die again they go to StarClan which means they are an actual spirt.
"Go with the others but if you see my sister tell me when you can." Ordered the commander.
"Yes mam!!!" responded the to she-cats and they both left into battle. The commander spreaded her wings and took off into the sky. She flew around looking for a red and black she-cat that might be spotted with dead cats all around her. Then suddenly a cat flew at her and stabbed her wing with an dagger.
"HHHHIIIISSSSS" Hissed the commander as she fell to the ground with blood on her wing and on the dagger that was still in her wing. When she hit the battlefield, she got up and looked at her wing. She was in pain cause the dagger was still in her wing but it was twisted. Then the dagger faded but the pain didn't. She grunted. She closed her eyes for a bit. When she open them there was a cat the color of the night a few fox lengths away across from her. She had purple wings and one purple ear but it was torn in half. Her eyes were a neon green. The commander could tell that her magic ability are sponing daggers. The commander seen her before in many battles. Her name was NightShade, her sister's best warrior. There were cats fighting all around her and NightShade. The commander got up, folded her good wing and let her hurt wing hang from her side and then got ready to fight. NightShade did the same and she as well folded her wings. Right before any of them could pounce or use magic, someone said to NightShade in a calm but in a evil way, "Don't kill her." The commander looked behind NightShade and saw a fimilar face that she haven't seen since there last battle.
Her sister, DeathStrike.