Summon the Spirits :(Spiritpaw):

^{Nightstalker
Nothing but darkness has consumed me}

Nightstalker looked upon the murky pool with a grimace. His son wasn't following his loyalties in an obvious manner. Not only was he rather close to a Clan cat, he seemed almost too close. But that wasn't the main worry that he was concerned with. What concerned him was that it was the WindClan's leader, Hazelstar. That apprentice was too consumed with training to be loyal in the Clan's ways than anything else.

The tom just seemed like he wasn't trustworthy. Actually, he didn't seem trustworthy from the start. He seemed too loyal to that pitiful Clan. WindClan, out of all Clans, the weakest one of all. He was giving that Clan too much of an advantage.

The black tom was a stubborn one, though. Rather resistant, too. He wasn't at all pleased with joining his side, and he wouldn't be surprised if he wasn't loyal to him the whole time. It was time to test whether he was that ruthless tom he thought of the whole time, or if the young male had true potential. If he would be the advantage to him, not to the pesky Clan cats. And it would be a great success if they got rid of the ruler of WindClan.

"Spiritpaw..." Nightstalker murmured, studying the sleeping form of his son.

"Arise."

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When Spiritpaw had returned to camp with Hazelstar, all he wanted to do was sleep. The fear had been replaced with being tired. But at the same time, Spiritpaw had been afraid to sleep. To afraid to enter the shadowy apprentice den, and wanting to be away from his den mates, Spiritpaw had found a shaded corner to sit in. His thoughts were to jumbled to think, and without knowing it; he feel asleep. The last thing he remembered was laying there in camp. Now he was in a dark forest. A forest that was all to familiar. Spiritpaw whipped around and stood face to face with Nightstalker. His heart was racing, his breath was rapid. What did Nightstalker want? Spiritpaw scanned the clearing. None of the others were here...yet he hoped. Spiritpaw had never been alone with Nightstalker before. The other three were usually there too, but it was just him and Nightstalker now. "What do you want?" [bg=df9f22][atrb=border,0,true]

^{Nightstalker
Nothing but darkness has consumed me}

Nightstalker sat with his muscular black body unmoving in front of the smaller black tom, his eyes locked on Spiritpaw like he was a piece of prey. It was time to test where his loyalties truly lay. Upon a pitiful Clan, or the future of all the Clans. Where the power was truly at. Where the forces of darkness was more powerful than any cat living. Spiritpaw was going to choose his destiny now. If he lived to be one of the most powerful and feared cats in the forest, or died like a coward amongst the other weaklings.

"You've been a little...distant from our deal, Spiritpaw..." Nightstalker started, his ice blue eyes turning to slits. "You betrayed me with the WindClan leader. Mentioning our meetings, letting a bond tie between you two. Listening in comply to Hazelstar's meaningless words. If there is no trust between us, then you will not gain the strength you need to survive in this world."

Shadows lingered around the large ex. ShadowClan warrior, their eyes visible in the dim atmosphere. Amber, hazel, green, yellow, blue; various colors and expressions shaped their eyes. But all had the same lust; blood-thirst and hate.

"I am giving you one chance," Nightstalker continued. "To show your loyalty to me and forget this ever happened. But if you permanently destroy our agreement, not only will your leader die, but you will also." As he discussed his punishment for disobeying, he flicked his tail toward the lingering shadows, which resulting in a chorus of threatening growls. "All you have to do is..."

"Kill your leader."

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Spiritpaw hated it here. Everything was cold. He had grown up as a WindClan cat, albeit bulkier, but still taught and raised in the WindClan ways. He didn't feel comfortable without an open sky above him, without the warm rays of the sun on him or the gentle light from the night sky. Here it was dark. Trees surrounded him and covered the sky; if there was even a sky. There was no light, everything was shadow. Spiritpaw's pelt crawled as he felt Nightstalker's icy blues eyes stare him down. The only thing he could see was his fathers eyes. He felt small and insignificant around his father. But that didn't mean he was. "You've been a little...distant from our deal, Spiritpaw..." If Spiritpaw hadn't been afraid of what Nightstalker could do in this place, Spiritpaw would have spat in disgust. He had been foolish to take that deal. The way that Duskpaw had reacted had caused him to second guess his feelings. He should have gone with his gut...should have said no. But he accepted it. And now look at the situation he was in. Spiritpaw's eyes narrowed in thought as Nightstalker went on. His father had just told them that he would train them... as long as they did what he said! Spiritpaw wanted to strangle himself. Nightstalker's warning chilled him to his bones. If he didn't do what his father wanted, Spiritpaw would die and so would Hazelstar! Hazelstar, the only cat who had tried to get to know him. She was willing to teach him when no others would even talk to him. She had been the closet thing to family he had ever had. If she died, Spiritpaw would be all alone. And if his secret got out and she was gone; Spiritpaw wouldn't have any cat to back him up. Hazelstar couldn't die. He'd just have to do what Nightstalker wanted. "All you have to do is...Kill your leader." Spiritpaw froze and his eyes widened in disbelief. What had his father just said? Spiritpaw would rather die than kill Hazelstar. But if he refused, than Hazelstar would still die. Either way it would be his fault. He doubted that Nightstalker would be willing to give him a day to think about it like he had before. He had been careless about this secret, and now Hazelstar was in danger. Spiritpaw's mouth was dry, his head buzzed with confusion, his stomach churned as he tried to think of a way out of this. But as seconds ticked into minutes, as hard as he thought - Spiritpaw couldn't think of a way out of this. Accept or refuse, Spiritpaw would be responsible for Hazelstar's death...but...and idea struck. If he refused maybe he would have a chance to warn Hazelstar! Maybe he could stop Nightstalker from killing her, even if it meant he would die in the process he didn't care. He had put Hazelstar in danger, he was responsible he had to pay the consequences. With a hard set gaze, Spiritpaw gathered up some courage. "I...refuse to kill my leader." [bg=df9f22][atrb=border,0,true]

^{Nightstalker
Nothing but darkness has consumed me}

Nightstalker nodded. "I respect your decision. But don't say I didn't warn you, Spiritpaw. May StarClan have mercy on your soul."

With that, he sent Spiritpaw out of the Dark Forest, back to where his body lay peacefully in the apprentice den. His feeling didn't lie to him. Spiritpaw was untrustworthy. But that didn't matter. The Clan's leader would be killed. Because like that WindClan tom he did have one trusting son. Even though he did pick up an unwanted cat with him. But that cat was wrapped in darkness. She may be use to him.

The shadows were dismissed from sight, the glow of their gaze fading into the darkness. Another shape appeared behind him, casting an icy gaze much like Nightstalker's. Hidden from sight, it was obvious the smaller tom was eavesdropping. But that was what Nightstalker brought him here to do. Whether Spiritpaw agreed or not, that cat was going to be part of it.

"Nightpaw. You know what to do."

"Yes, father."

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( Yeah I suck. It's so short >_< I hope it's long enough o.o )