Fate Of The Stars

Prolouge
"Run!" I heard the yowl behind me, but what was the voice talking about? There was nowhere to run to. I was trapped. The brown cat in front of me parted his jaws, revealing white fangs dripping with blood. My brothers blood. His limp body lay behind his murderer. I arch my back and fluff out my fur, but he is undaunted. He snickers instead, and bites down on my right foreleg. Hard. My screech echoes on the earth walls of the tunnel. I jerk away, and after ripping his teeth across the flesh of the leg, he lets go. I stare at the scarlet drops as they escape the angry-looking dark gash just above my paw. I glare at my attacker, bare my teeth, and snarl so viciously he flinches back a single pawstep. But that's all I need. I explode through the tiny gap he created between myself and him, and take off for the exit tunnel. If I can make it out of these tunnels, I'll be safe. I see a faint glowing light.

Yes! I think. I'm going to make it! I can hear paws thundering behind me but I keep going, forcing my legs even faster, though my muscles screech for me to stop. The light grows bigger and brighter as I get closer. Right when I think that I'm going to escape, that I'm going to get away from this murdering cat, I feel claws sink into my tail and yank me back.

"No!" I yowl, digging my paws into the dirt and plunging forward. Hissing, I whirl around to face my attacker. He is stunned as my claws meet in his muzzle, and he howls. I try to yank my tail away, but his grip only tightens. This is it. I turn adn try to shove forward again, but teeth meet in my back fur and jerk me back. I lose my balance and flop onto my back. It's over.

I stare into the eyes of the cat as he looms over me, lip curled, ready for the kill. He looks confused when he doesn't see fear in my eyes. Only exhaustion. And he won't find any no matter how hard he searches. Because I'm not afraid of joining my brother. After a moments hesitation, trying to find an emotion that no longer exists to me, he snarls and raises a paw. My brothers blood already glistens on the white tips. I stare at it as it sails down and lands a deep gash in my throat; I jerk as I hear a wet tearing sound, and a familiar howl of "No!" sounds in my ear.

I'm laughing hysterically as my brothers spirit comes to claim my own.