This is when Windclan and Shadowclan band together to kill Brokenstar. This is in I have no idea. (To many books to remember. Somewhere in the first series) I liked the way Brokenstar died, but you know. Kinda pathetic. So yeah.

Enjoy!

Brokenstar was very subdued, for he knew that one wrong move could get him killed.

Fireheart gave him a wide berth, not wanting to start any unnecessary fights.

Yellowfang would bring Brokenstar food now and then, but she refused to let anyone else hunt for him.

Fireheart was about to drop the piece of fresh kill he had been holding when he heard pawsteps behind him.

"Windclan and Shadowclan! They are heading here now! They want Brokenstar!"

Fireheart stared down in dismay at Brackenpaw.

"Quick, go get Bluestar!"

Fireheart watched the young apprentice run off. Fear clouding his senses, he forced himself to listen. Pawsteps. Lots of them, heading this way.

"Cats of Thunderclan-" Cats began to pour into the camp, interrupting whatever Bluestar had been about to say.

Tallstar lunged, sending Yellowfang flying backwards. She hissed, but before she could rise, another Shadowclan tom pushed her down.

There was no way Thunderclan could fend off all the attacks, soon they found they were fighting for their lives!

Tallstar and Nightstar broke through Thunderclan's defenses heading to where Brokenstar stood ears flat.

Even though he couldn't see, he could hear the sounds of battle echoing around the camp. And he knew it was about him.

Tallstar lunged, sending the former Shadowclan leader flying backwards. Nightstar ripped his claws along Brokenstar's flanks before throwing him down onto the damp earth.

Tallstar sunk his teeth into Brokenstar's throat and held on until he fell, dead.

Nightstar and Tallstar stood above him, knowing that he had more lives.

Brokenstar finally began breathing. With a hiss Brokenstar rose again, shoving Tallstar off him.

Nightstar lunged, teeth sinking deep into Brokenstar's leg. Brokenstar yowled and ripped his claws upward, deep into Tallstar's throat. Nightstar watched the Windclan leader fall dead, eyes wide.

"So they let an elder take over Shadowclan. How pathetic."

"Shut up!" Nightstar flew at Brokenstar, energy renewed. He shoved the other tom underneath him.

"You never would have fought me in a fair fight!"

"What about the kits you killed? Since you care so much about justice, what's your explanation for them?"

Brokenstar hissed. "They were weak. If I hadn't killed them, someone else would have."

"Liar. You're a cold hearted murderer, and deserve everything you're going to get."

"And what would that be, old one?"

"This!"

Nightstar twisted his head as far back as it would go while still holding tight to Brokenstar's leg.
At the hollow crack, he dropped the other tom. Brokenstar screamed in agony, while Nightstar looked on, smirking.

Tallstar, having awakened from his death, stepped hard across Brokenstar's snapped paw. Brokenstar moaned and pawed feebly at the Windclan leader.

"Get off!" He struggled helplessly in their grip.

"You don't deserve to die a warriors death."

Brokenstar slumped forward agony and terror in his eyes.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Force to feel the pain of all the misery and terror you caused."

Flipping him over, they stepped hard on his broken leg. With a yowl, he tried to rise, but he was outnumbered and severely wounded.

Finally, when it as evident that if they didn't end this soon, Thunderclan would retaliate, together they brought their claws down across his throat.

Brokenstar glared up at them, pure hatred in his eyes.

The two leaders waited for him to come back, and when he didn't, they shared a glance of triumph.

Bluestar lunged towards them, claws unsheathed.

"Retreat! The deed is done! Brokenstar is dead!"

Bluestar watched the other clans flee, triumphant.

Fireheart stared at Brokenstar's body, unsure if he would come back.

"He's gone." Fireheart turned to see Yellowfang.

"That was his last life?"

"Yes. No one will ever be hurt by him again." Yellowfang looked up at the stars, eyes filled with grief.

"Will you eve forgive me for what I've done?"

Fireheart didn't know what to say. As he watched her pad away, he couldn't help feel a sense of relief.

Thunderclan was safe.

The tyrannical rule that Brokenstar had created was gone- for good. (A/N: as in 44 books)

Brokenstar was dead. No cat would ever fall prey to him again. (A/N: Until he comes back from the dead 44 books later.)

Okay, terrible ending.

I promise that my next one will be better.

I was in a rush, okay?

Yeah, yeah I know, still kind of pathetic. But he did manage to kill a leader when he was blind and outnumbered, so not quite as pathetic.

The next one is The last Hope. You can guess what's going to happen there.

But don't worry, I will make it much more bloody! Never fear, he deserves to suffer more than just a "crack." Grins evilly. This is gonna be fun!

Anyway, thanks for reading!