He woke up in a cold forest.  The darkness reigned the place as well as the sound.  The trees were tall, dark trunks, surrounded by dried ivy and mushrooms that cast a strange, unnatural light.

He remembered that place so well, he had known it for a long time. He got up awkwardly.  Lifting one of he powerful black claws, he touched he neck.  A sharp, stabbing pain pulled him away from he.

He thought about everything he had lived through and what he had ended up with.  He sighed a little tired.
A spark of hatred lit him up, giving him energy.  Then he turned his mind back to memories that made his heart ache.

The she-cat that he had loved all his life.

The memory hit him.  He felt so sad to think that he would never see her again ...

That he had been stupid to have told her all that... but there was no going back.

He began to walk crestfallen until he came to a dark clearing.  There were several cats planted.

Without fear he entered and advanced still crestfallen.

Welcome! Chanted several voices.

He raised his head to find himself face to face with Elkstep.

"Did I reach my end?"  He asked remorsefully.

"Of course of not!"  He snapped Elkstep.

"I could not kill the one I longed for the most ... I am dead there is no point" he replied wearily.

"Are you going to give up?  The cats you hate the most are still alive.  Use your courage.  Together, all the members of the Darkforest will teach a lesson to the Starclan and the cats that betrayed us" Elkstep howled.

Hope rose again within him but this time it became cold and hungry.  The revenge!

His life was over, but not his revenge... he would make each of the cats who had despised him suffer... his revenge was just beginning...