A/N: Yay! My first oneshot songfic! This is just a combination of Celine Dion's song "My Heart Will Go On" from the movie "Titanic" with the "Warriors" books, particularly the part when Crowfeather is grieving over Feathertail. This was really fun, yet sad to write. I just loved the pairing of Crowfeather x Feathertail! When Feathertail died in "Moonrise", I literally cried and got a tear drop on one of the pages. Then, after my sadness was over, I felt rage against the two writers that wrote the friggin' series, aka Erin Hunter!! But, I guess SOMETHING has to happen in the books. Otherwise, I'd be so bored with these books...but, yeah. Whatever, enjoy the story!
P.S. Oh, and just for you curious people (which might be EVERYONE, but I dunno...), this takes place in "Dawn", right after Crowpaw gets his warrior name, Crowfeather, then just that night.
P.P.S. Here's the key for all the wacko lettering styles in this story:
Normal - Present POV of Crowfeather
Italicized - Song lyrics
Bold Italicized - Flashback
Underlined Italicized - Author's Note, except for the stuff above, of course!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE "WARRIORS" SERIES OR THE SONG "MY HEART WILL GO ON" IN ANY WAY POSSIBLE! Are we clear? Good!
The waning moon hung above the half starry sky, the other half being covered in dark, misty clouds, signaling a snow storm was approaching. The moon shone through the clouds like a flashlight to a shadow, shining eternally throughout the sky, making the path in the mountains well-lit. A mighty waterfall could be seen reflecting some of the moon's ever-giving light, making it shimmer a silver color. The day had just finished with the Tribe cats and the Clan cats sleeping soundly in the cave behind the silver waterfall.
But not all were asleep. A dark, almost black, tom cat with blue eyes slipped out between the falls, heading down the slope toward the ground in front of the falls. He had just been made a warrior in honor of his bravery and loyalty to his Clan, giving him his new name, Crowfeather, chosen by him in honor of his lost love one, Feathertail.
(music opening)
He crept along the frozen, rocky ground over to where a slight, small hill of dirt could be seen, along with a few lichen outlining it. This was the grave of Feathertail. Crowfeather slowed his pace until he stood in front of the grave in awe, staring down at the one he once loved, but still loved.
Every night in my dreams,
I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you, go on...
A light snow fall began to break as he stood in front of the grave. He crept closer to examine the grave more closely. As he did so, the memory of Feathertail's death came slowly running back to him:(A/N: This next paragraph is a short excerpt from the second book in the second series,"Moonrise", the next one isn't, just FYI.)
The rock split and broke under Feathertail's weight. With a terrifying wail she plummeted down, straight at Sharptooth. The lion-cat looked up. His throaty growl changed to a scream as the spike of a rock plunged into him; he fell writhing to the ground. Feathertail plummeted to the floor of the cave beside him.
Crowfeather winced at the thought of Feathertail's falling crush to her death. Fear now wept across his face.
Far across the distance,
And spaces between us,
You have come to show you, go on...
Crowpaw had heard the crash and saw a silver cat fall from the roof of the cave. Feathertail! Crowpaw jumped to his paws and charged over to where Feathertail lay next to the now-dead Sharptooth. He could see Stormfur crouching next to her. "Feathertail?" he whispered silently.
"Feathertail?" He was trying to make himself sound desperate. "Feathertail, are you okay?"
Feathertail didn't move. Crowpaw noticed other Tribe cats gathered around the three cats, fear struck on their faces. Crowpaw crept closer to Feathertail to touch his nose to her flank. "Wake up, Feathertail," he whispered softly. "Please wake up..." Still no response.
Near, far, wherever you are,
I believe the heart does, go on...
Once more, you open the door,
And you're here in my heart and,
My heart will go on and on.
Crowpaw's heart struck with fear of what he thought was Feathertail's destiny. Then, he heard Stormfur say softly, "Silverstream?" He lifted his head up to see that Stormfur was staring at the falls. Not knowing what he was staring at, he looked back down at Feathertail to see that she shifted slightly. He gasped at this sight. Stormfur's head shot straight back.
"You'll have to go home without me, brother," she murmured softly to Stormfur. "Save the Clan!"
She then shifted her eyes back to Crowpaw and focused a little on him. "Think you have nine lives, do you?" she whispered. "I saved you once...Don't make me save you again."
Love can touch us one time,
And last for a lifetime,
And never let go till, we're one...
"Feathertail...Feathertail, no!" Crowpaw had some trouble getting his words out. "Don't leave me..."
"I won't." Now her whisper was scarcely audible. "I'll always be with you, I promise..."
Then her eyes closed, and she did not speak again.
Love was when I loved you,
One true time, I hold to,
In my life, we'll always, go on...
Crowfeather found himself back at the grave, no longer in thought of the terrible memory. He noticed that a tear began to build up in his eyes. Shaking it off, he looked down at the grave.
"Feathertail, I'm a warrior now..." he silently spoke to the hill of dirt. "I chose my warrior name in your memory." Crowfeather began to think of all the times he had spent with Feathertail, realizing that he never knew then that this was her fate. (A/N: Like anyone ever does, but I'm just saying...)
Near, far, wherever you are,
I believe that the heart does, go on...
Once more, you open the door,
And you're here in my heart and,
My heart will go on and on.
With no other thought about it, Crowfeather slowly went over to a patch of frozen flowers, almost completely shriveled by the cold weather. Crowfeather spotted one that was almost in perfect condition and picked the stem with his mouth.
(short
music interlude)
He silently walked back over to the grave with the flower in his mouth. Gently, he set the flower on the grave, then knelt by it. He knelt for a short while, trying to keep in his emotions. When he couldn't hold it for any longer, he broke into a silent cry and fell onto the grave, sniffling.
"Oh, Feathertail, why did you have to leave me?" he managed to cry out without soaking up his words. "I miss you so much..."
You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that the heart will, go on...
We'll stay, forever this way,
You are safe in my heart and,
My heart will go on and on...
Crowfeather felt a big tear drop build up in his eye again, but this time he let it fall. It slipped across his face pelt for a moment before it froze in place from the frozen weather.
"No matter what, Feathertail, even if I do find someone else..." He sniffled a couple moments, then continued, "...I'll never forget you..." With no more to say, Crowfeather slowly settled down, then fell into a deep sleep on Feathertail's grave, ignoring the light snowfall that fell on his fur and the frozen atmosphere around him. From the way he felt about Feathertail, he was in the warmest place on the face of the Earth, and that would never change...
(short instrumental and flute ending)
A/N: (sniff sniff)...I had a hard time not crying on this story when I was typing it...but, yeah, I'm okay now. Hope you guys liked it! I hope one day to make some kind of flash cartoon out of it and post it on YouTube. That would be friggin' sweet...(sigh) But, that's a LOOONG ways from now. Read and Review!