For @Sparkflight. If Swiftpaw lived. In this AU, Brightpaw died instead.
Story: Brightpaw. Brightpaw. Bright... "AH!" Savagedpelt gasped. He was awake. Was he in the apprentices' den? No. He stared at his surroundings, the ones in his nightmares. Blood stained the ground. Not again. Bluestar would freak out if she discovered him sleepwalking again. Then again, she deserved it. She deserved everything that she would get. She would pay for killing Brightpaw and Cloudpaw. She would pay for making him Savagedpelt. She would pay for destroying ThunderClan. He would make her pay. He ran back to camp as well as he could, getting used to only three legs. It was the middle of the night. She probably had only one life left. It would be his. He crept up the highrock. "Swiftstar," He muttered to himself. Then he realized that if he ever became leader, he would be Savagedstar. He hissed and cursed Bluestar. He darted into her den. He yelped quietly. Staring at him with large, insane blue eyes, was Bluestar. "H-hello Swiftpaw," She stuttered. Savagedpelt stepped back. "Thank you for killing the dogs," She said. Savagedpelt was puzzled. Was she being sarcastic? "Brightpaw and Cloudpaw are recovering well." She smiled. "I have their warrior names: Brightshine and Cloudclaw. I'll hold your ceremony now." Savagedpelt slowly stepped away as Bluestar stood up. "Your new name will be Swiftfire. We honor your bravery and strength." "What?" Savagedpelt asked. What did she mean? She couldn't be serious, or sane, because Brightpaw and Cloudpaw were dead. He had seen them. Seen their blood, and flesh, and the slash of claws and teeth. He shuddered. "Um, Bluestar, Brightpaw and Cloudpaw...died.' "What do you mean, Swiftfire?" Bluestar asked. "They're in the medicine den. Yellowfang is taking care of them." Again. "Yellowfang died, Bluestar. Cinderpelt is the medicine cat now." "What? Here comes Yellowfang now." Savagedpelt looked around rapidly, but no one was there. "Bluestar..." He started. "Yes?" "Well...um...I'm not Swiftfire. I'm Savagedpelt. And Yellowfang is dead. Cloudpaw and Brightpaw are dead." Bluestar twitched, and fell over. She blinked. "Savagedpelt! What are you doing in my den?" Savagedpelt stepped back. "N-nothing!" "I knew it! You're with Tigerclaw, plotting to kill me!" "Well..." She couldn't do something to him before he got revenge. He lunged, claws unsheathed. The she-cat screeched. And Savagedpelt closed his eye as he heard the sound that haunted his worst nightmares: Claws sinking into flesh. He ripped mercilessly at her blue pelt. He pulled back, as Bluestar looked at him, silently sobbing. "Oh Swiftpaw..." she rasped. "I'm so sorry..." "Bluestar?" Savagedpelt gasped. "I...deserved...this..." She whispered. "Tell....Firestar...to change your name...." "Tell him I want you...to be called...Swiftheart..." He leaned down on her. "I'm so sorry Bluestar! I'll get Cinderpelt!" "It's too late for me now Swiftheart... I see them... Bright..paw and Cloudpaw... Mosskit...Snow-snowfur...Stormtail and Moonflower... Oakheart...Stonefur..." "Goodbye..."
