Coming to be

   Swiftstar looked at the battle, horror in her eyes. Briarclan was losing! She remembered the prophecy that haunted her dreams for moons.

"you have two choices
only one you can cover
one leads to death
and death the other
the obstacles
you cannot pass
live each day
like it's your last"

 It sent shivers down her pelt.  What did it even mean? Why had it been Greystar, the former Brokenclan leader, give it to her? All she knew was something was going to happen, very soon. She lept onto a brokenclan cat, digging her claws into it's spine, making it screech. After it fled, she looked to see how her clan-mates were doing. All of them were fighting, elders and queens included, already having bloody wounds that they will carry with them for moons. This battle would be remembered for seasons to come. They were outnumbered, after Frozenstar had taken over Brokenclan and made double in size from the rouges. Swiftstar recognized some of them. And they had cats with powers on their side.
    But Brairclan had some, too. She looked at some of the clan-mates she loved the most. Thunderspirit, who was fighting with the courage of Lionclan. Brass who would give his life to the clan he just met. Duskgaze, who was taking two warriors head on. Why had her oldest son join Frozenstar's ranks? Along with some others who were in the prophecy? She didn't know. At this rate, death will surely come for everyone. Willowsun and Frostriver were after that. All my kits are either dead or turned against me. she thought sadly. Or both.
      She thought she wouldn't let any cats betray her again after Frozenstar and Hawkeyes by keeping a close eye on them, but they slipped away from her as if she was blind. At least they had kept Floe, Copperflare, and Searingflarme, Frozenstar's kit was fighting on Briarclan's side. She had just appointed him deputy, after Briarberry died earlier in the battle. She knew that he would be loyal.
   Claws raked her side, and she turned to see the cat none other than Frozenstar. Hissing, Swiftstar swept her legs from under her, sending her crashing to the ground. Her grey and white fur was stained with Briarclan's blood and she was going to pay. Pay for killing Briarberry and Brownspots too.For all the deaths that had come by this battle taking place. Swiftstar slashed out with her claws in rage, sending blood spilling from her face. The grey and white she-cat shook it off. Nine lives against my one. Frozenstar got up then leaped on her, the Black she-cat's legs buckled. Frozenstar was bigger than her, and her fur was choking her. She rolled Swiftstar around, pinning her down. She hissed in her ear.
   "I'll give you a choice here, Swiftstar." she began. "You can either let me kill you, and Brokenclan will leave. Or we'll just kill all your clanmates." she chuckled at this. "It's your choice, you can either choose death, or death." Frozenstar said, and then Swiftstar understood. She would make a choice, than leads to death of her clanmates, or she would die for them to live. She could never pass this obstacle, it was coming all along. Today was her last.
  "Kill me." Swiftstar said. "Just leave my clan-mates alone." she hissed. Frozenstar raised one paw. "Very well." she said. "Even I know it's your last life." were the last words Swiftstar heard then claws pierced her throat, and the leader of Briarclan stepped into Starclan.

>Swiftstar<

Frozenstar looked back at the cats.  "We have won!" she exclaimed to the cats of BrokenClan.

"Back to the camp!" she said, and all the Brokenclan cats seemed to melt back into the shadows leaving the BriarClan cats alone.

>Frozenstar<