A/N Well this chapter is called Give Up! So uh yeah… enjoy it and as always, please read and review…

Give Up!

Hot, stinking fur was pressed against my face as I struggled on the ground.

"Do you give up yet?" a voice whispered in my ear.

"Give up! To you! Never!" I spat out around the fur.

"Then you will die, like all of your Tribe," the low growl resounded throughout the cave.

I fought harder against the weight that was pinning me to the cold, stone floor. But it was useless, I was just wasting energy. So I simply stopped moving, acting as though my opponent had defeated me. The weight on me lessened slightly and I pushed up fast, knocking my opponent of with a surge of energy. I growled, lashed my tail and pounced on him, pinning him to the floor. He looked up and I backpedaled off of him.

I stopped fighting and stood in the cave that had been my home for so long. The cats that were yowling in battle seemed seasons away now, memories of memories. The cats slowly became transparent then disappeared completely. I sat down and stared at my paws for what seemed like moons. My ears swiveled as I picked up a noise over the rushing waterfall. I sighed, it's just your imagination, Brush, I thought to myself. Only moments later I heard the sound again. I twisted my head around to try to pinpoint the noise and a sweet, minty smell washed over me.

"Hello, Brush Where Fire Burns. What are you doing here?"

I dipped my head politely to the light gray tom with blue eyes that stood before me. "I came to speak to you Stoneteller, and my name is Brushfire now," I replied curtly.

"Brushfire," he murmured, "you're Tribe has not been here since the battle. Did you think they would return?"

"No, but I don't feel at home in the forest or on the fields. I came back to take revenge upon your Tribe, unless you will give up and leave me be."

Stoneteller stared at me for a moment before meowing, "Why would we give up? There is only one of you."

"There is only one Stoneteller as well. Your Tribe would be devastated if they lost you," I growled. "Let me stay and leave me be, or I will kill you."

"The Tribe of Endless Hunting has many Stonetellers and many Cave-gaurds that are willing to chase out any invaders. Leave as you wish, but we will not let traitors stay here."

Stoneteller turned and left me sitting in the center of my old home. My tail twitched and my claws extended, scraping against stone.

"I will never leave! Never give up! This is my home!" I yowled. My voice echoed and bounced off the cave walls. "The Tribe of Dark Shadows will rise again. We will destroy the Tribe of Endless Hunting for good."

The shadows around me shifted and I laughed as cats started milling around me, dark and bloody. A specter of Stoneteller lay at my claws, bloody, broken and bruised, and I bared my teeth. There would be no stopping us this time. Soft paws padded up to me on my left. I looked over and saw a small black tom with icy blue eyes and a small white paw. Around his neck was a collar of teeth, bones and claws.

"With Scourge and the Dark Forest by our side we will rule not only the Tribe of Endless Hunting, but StarClan as well."

The tom nodded his approval and we watched silently as our warriors prepared for battle. We will never give up.