Dark Skies(nightmare)

Midnightsky sat motionless in a dark empty void. Memories flooded into him like wind rushing through his fur. Memories of his dead sister and one of his closest friends, Coldpelt. He sighed quietly. I did it... It was my fault... If I noticed sooner... And it was my fault for Skykit's death... I never should have asked her to come out of the camp... I'm sorry...

Coldpelt jumped out of the bushes next to Midnightsky. Her pelt was ragged, as if it hadn't been groomed since she died. Her eyes were wide and her pupils had shrunk to slits, making her look even more insane. "Hello Midnightsky..." she croaked.

"Coldpelt... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." He mewed quietly. "If I had known I wouldn't have... I could have... Who am I kidding? I killed you, nothing more nothing less. I'm a murderer..." He turned his attention towards Coldpelt. "D-Did StarClan accept you? Of course they did..."

"StarClan? Accept me? Ha! Even if they did I woulda turned them down!" she cackled.

"Why? Never mind..." He lied down by Coldpelt's paws submissively. "Just end it... That's what you want, right?" He mewed pathetically, even worse than before. He had no will to try to defend himself if she attacked.

Coldpelt cackled loudly. "Kill you? Oh no, I'd never kill you. I'd kill anyone else but I'd never kill you, Midnightsky. I could never kill a friend," she laughed.

"A friend? How can I be your friend? I killed you." He felt all energy in him leave his body completely.

"Are you blind or something? I jumped off that cliff. No one pushed or threw me. I jumped," Coldpelt croaked.

"If I had noticed sooner... About your feelings... You wouldn't have jumped..." He looked up at Coldpelt's face. "I should be the one that's dead, not you."

"I woulda jumped after you," Coldpelt replied.

"I should be dead... Long before I even became an apprentice. If I wasn't born... Skykit would be..." He stopped himself, trying his best to not break down into tears. "I'm a failure, a useless piece of waste..."