Cleavepool's Revenge Chapter 2

Cleavepool woke when she felt a paw poke her side.
"What is it?" she grumbled.
"Leafpool, it's Firestar. Have you seen Brambleclaw? I cant seem to find the lazy furball."
Cleavepool's eyes shot open when she remembered what she did last night. She had killed Brambleclaw, and had swam his body out to the middle of the lake, where it slowly sunk into the blue-black murky water...
"No, Firestar. I haven't seen him. Maybe he went out to hunt?"
"Maybe. But I haven't seen him all morning."
"Well I'm sure he'll show up."
"Yeah, he probably will."
With those last few words, Firestar padded out of Cleavepool's den. She was about to go back to sleep, when she heard Firestar call a clan meeting.
"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join beneath the Highledge for a clan meeting!"
Cleavepool grumbled as she got up and walked out into the clearing, the bright sunlight blinding her for a few seconds.
"Has anyone seen Brambleclaw?" Firestar asked.
The clan was silent. Everyone was looking around to see who would answer first. Finally Cloudtail spoke up.
"I haven't seen him, Firestar."
When everyone started agreeing, Cleavepool decided to to speak up.
"Firestar, I saw him sneak out of camp last night when I went out to make dirt. I had no idea where he was going, but it seems he hasn't returned."
The clan started mumbling about where he might have gone. Cleavepool looked around and saw that Squirrelflight was looking at her like she knew something. For a minute Cleavepool worried, had she seen her last night? If she had she wasn't telling anyone. She just continued staring at Cleavepool.
Firestar dismissed the clan, and everyone walked off to continue doing what they were.
Squirrelflight then got up and walked over to her littermate. She sat down next to Cleavepool.
"I know Brambleclaw wasn't alone last night when he left," she whispered. "You were with him."
"Then why didn't you speak up?"
"Is he dead?"
"Squirrelflight, you didn't answer my question." Cleavepool answered with a blank expression.
Squirrelflight sighed. "I didn't speak up because I didn't feel like it. Now answer my question. Is he dead?"
"Well you could say that. He sure looked dead when I sunk him to the bottom of the lake. But I highly doubt he survived that cleaver that went through his skull." There was amusement in Cleavepool's eyes that accompanied her smirk.
Squirrelflight's eyes widened in shock.  "A what?!"
"A cleaver. It's a kind of weapon," She lowered her voice so Squirrelflight could barely hear her. "Want to see it?"
Squirrelflight thought for a minute. "Only if you turn yourself in afterwards."
Cleavepool had an idea. "Okay." she agreed.
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Cleavepool lead Squirrelflight out of camp, in the opposite direction of where she had hid the cleaver.
"Leafpool, where are we going?"
"Like I said, we're going to see the cleaver. I hid it over there," She gestured with her tail in the direction of the Moonpool. "It's not very far away now. Just a little bit further."  
They walked on,  soon the ground changed from soft leaves, to rocks. They walked  towards the water.  
"Where would you hide a cleaver around here? I don't see very many bushes..."
Squirrelflight turned around, eyes widening when she saw a large stick speeding toward her face.
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Slowly Squirrelflight opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry, and she could feel sticky red blood running down the side of her face. Suddenly, Cleavepool walked into her range of vision. Squirrelflight tried to get up but couldn't. She looked over and saw that her paws were pinned down, keeping her from moving. Squirrelflight gasped in surprise.
"Leafpool! Why did you do this?! Let me go right now!"
"I'm sorry, Squirrelflight, It's just that, you know that I killed Brambleclaw, so I just can't let you go." Cleavepool chuckled.
"W-what are you going to do to me?"
"Oh, you'll see."
Cleavepool walked over to a nearby bush, and pulled out a rock, large enough to hurt someone, yet small enough for her to carry in her mouth. She walked back over to Squirrelflight and set it down next to one of her paws. She then walked back over to the bush, and pulled out something wrapped in a leaf. She then walked back over and set it next to the rock.  Cleavepool opened the bundle, revealing it's contents. There were 5 long nails, and they looked sharp.
Squirrelflight's eyes widened as Cleavepool picked one up with her mouth and set it on one of her paw pads, pointy side down.
"W-what are you doing?"
"It's a type of torture, 15 nails are usually required, but I could only find 5, so it's going to be a bit different than it's normally done."
Cleavepool used her tail to balance the nail, so it wouldn't fall, and picked up the rock. Squirrelflight shut her eyes tightly and turned her head as Cleavepool dropped the rock, making it hit the nail, driving it into her paw.
Squirrelflight screamed in pain, and started thrashing around, trying to get free.
"Now, now, Squirrelflight, don't struggle. It'll hurt less if you don't move."
The struggling she-cat stopped, and as soon as she did Cleavepool repeated her actions, driving the second nail into Squirrelflight's paw. Squirrelflight screeched in pain again, but didn't struggle.
"I see you are beginning to cooperate." Cleavepool grinned.
Squirrelflight looked up at her littermate. "Do your worst. I don't care anymore." she spat.
"Hmmm... This isn't going to be much fun... You should at least try to fight back, and you call yourself a warrior? Oh please. Don't make me laugh."
Squirrelflight looked up at Cleavepool and hissed. "How DARE you say that to me! YOU'RE the one who's a medicine cat!"
"Well, even though I'm a medicine cat, it looks like I'm tougher than you."
Cleavepool ran another nail through Squirrelflight's paw, which had started to go numb. Squirrelflight closed her eyes and held back a scream, she didn't want Cleavepool to get what she wanted.
"Hey! LOOK AT ME." Cleavepool raked her claws across Squirrelflight's face.
Squirrelflight opened one eye and saw Cleavepool smirk and pick up the fourth nail. She closed her eye just before she felt it go through another paw pad. By this time she couldn't feel her paw at all, witch made it somewhat bearable. But the shiny silver that was holding her down was another story. It was uncomfortable, and it dug into her skin. It was then that she realized that she was being held down by fox traps.
It was hopeless. Squirrelflight knew that she wouldn't get out of here alive, she realized this a while ago. But still, she kept thinking that somehow, she would get out of this. That she would be able to tell her clan who had killed Brambleclaw. She kept lying to herself for no reason. Squirrelflight didn't feel Cleavepool drive the last nail in, in fact, she couldn't feel her right arm at all.
"Are you going to kill me? Or are you just going to leave me to die?" she asked.
"Well, what would you prefer?"
Squirrelflight was silent. Cleavepool narrowed her eyes and raked her claws over Squirrelflight's throat. There was a gurgling noise, and Squirrelflight convulsed, and became still.
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Cleavepool walked back to camp, after making sure that there was no blood on her pelt. She slipped into the camp, unnoticed.  She looked around. Most of the warriors had gone on patrols, so noone had noticed her leave the camp with Squirrelflight. That was good, if someone had seen her leave with her, they probably wouldn't hesitate to speak up. Cleavepool walked back to her den and started sorting leaves.