A/N: Y'all should know the deal by now.

Third person p.o.v

Words can't describe what terror icepaw felt as he, runningnose and blackfoot raced through the shadowclan forest. Blood whirled in his ears as he worried about his dear friend deerpaw. Moments earlier deerpaw's mentor, blackfoot had come rushing into camp, asking for runningnose.

Apparently while icepaw was helping out in the medicine den, the two cats had encountered a big group of rats, deerpaw charged in without thinking. Blackfoot had scared of the rats, saw deerpaw bleeding out and raced for camp.

As they got closer, the small Tom swore he could hear his his heart in his ears, drowning out the thumping of paws and hurried breaths. He jumped over roots, branches and plants, not caring about his sore paws.

His nose got a sniff of blood, rats and most importantly, deerpaw. He forced his small legs to run even faster as the scent drew closer, tears began to run down his face as they finaly reached Deerpaw.

Runningnose immeditly got to work, checking for a pulse, putting cobwebs on her bleeding wounds. Multiple bites and scratches crisscrossed her pelt, turning the grey patches Scarlett. The blood was flowing like a river onto the grass, herbs and Cobwebs. Icepaw stood there, frozen with fear, which quickly turned into a panic attack.

What made it worse is the worried look on the medicine cats face, it's panic stricken. After what seemed like forever, Runningnose finally got the bleeding to stop, but deerpaw isn't out of the woods yet. "We can't move her, she'll start bleeding again." Runningnose meowed, followed by a panicked sigh.

"But we can't leave her out here!" Blackfoot rertored with a furious hiss, his back beginning to arch. "I know.... but do you want her to die on the way back to camp?" Runningnose hissed, pure annoyance and anger in his green eyes.

"How about we get one of the other Medicein cats?" Icepaw spoke up finally, his breath still very shaky. "Are you mouse brained?! Shadowclan dosn't need help." Blackfoot turned around, fur on end, hissing furiously.

"But we need help! We can't be stubborn when there is a life in danger!" Icepaw rertored with a furious hiss, also arching his back. The two Tom's glared at one another, daring each other to speak.

"Icepaw is right, which is why I'm going to send him to the thunderclan border with you." Runningnose broke the tension while glaring at blackfoot. The white and black Tom slashed at the ground with a huge hiss then started to run.

Icepaw rushed along side the enraged deputy, the pine trees blurring around him. Eventually they crossed the thunderpath then the borders. The two Toms stood there waiting for a patrol, while thrashing their tails about.

"Why are you here blackfoot? And who is this young Tom next to you?" A tall, muscley, pure white Tom spoke, his voice filled with importance.

"We need another Medicen to help us, deerpaw has been badly injured and we need more paws to help." Blackfoot told them, keeping his rage from moments ealier hidden. Icepaw noticed the bluish grey furred she-cat that saved him from tigerpaw. She now has more battle scars, the one the stuck out the most is the one on her shoulder.

"And why would we do that? You shadowclan cats are nothing but mange-pelts." A horrifyingly fimilar voice spoke as some bushes rustled. It was tigerpaw, somehow he has gotten even bigger, even scarier. "Oh I remember you, your that kittypet I clawed a few moons ago." He sneered, unsheathing his claws while doing so.

"Are you accepting kittypets now blackfoot?" He tilted his head, while adding more anger to his voice. Blackfoot stood protectivly in front of icepaw, which seemed to surprise everyone. "We are not here to chitchat or threaten an apprentice, we are here to save one. Just imagine what the other clans would think if thunderclan didn't help out an apprentice in need?" Blackfoot added with amusement.

Icepaw could just feel the smug smile as the white Tom rushed off to the the thunderclan medicen cat. A few moments a big grey Tom with herbs in his mouth was running along side blackfoot and icepaw.

It seemed to take forever to get back to deerpaw, but at least they got there. As everyone was distracted he noticed brokenstar walking with a very light brown tabby she-cat, by the looks they hated each other. Icepaw crept away silently, while following behind the two cats.

Before icepaw knew, all of the cats were out of shadowclan territory, in the middle of nowhere. Icepaw hid under a deathberry bush, being mindful to not squish any of the berries. "What are we doing here? If you want to carry on like when you were a kit?" The she-cat rolled her eyes and hissed in disgust.

Brokenstar knocked her onto her back, unsheathed his claws and raised one paw in the air. Then the paw went down onto the she-cats neck, splitting apart fur and skin. She gagged and coughed up blood as it wouldn't stop flowing. The she-cat struggled for a few more moments then stilled, no more life in her body.

"You can come out now." Brokenstar spat, looking towards the Bush icepaw is under. The small Tom slid out and nervously walked towards his leader, noticing all the blood on his dark brown tabby pelt. "Don't feel pitty icepaw, she wasn't useful to anyone anyway." Brokenstar spoke calmly as he rested his broken tail on the tiny Tom.

"How...... how could you? She was a clanmate." Icepaw whispered nervously, his body beginning to shake. "She hurt many cats icepaw, she deserved it." He spoke with the same calm voice, while now looking down towards icepaw.

Icepaw looked up to his leaders dark brown eyes with fear, staring into those calm eyes seemed to scare him more. "And stop worrying about deerpaw, she'll make it." Brokenstar slightly rolled his eyes at the scared apprentices which was shaking more then a leaf in leaf-fall.

Icepaw nodded, trying to calm himself down, while standing there next to his mentor, right in front of a body. This poor she-cat is dead and deerpaw might be the next. Maybe moving into this clan was the worst choice of his life.