In the End: Chestnut's Choice |
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Author: Nightfern
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Status: Complete
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Original Artist: Linkin Park
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Original Song: In the End
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Speaking code: Italic: lyrics; default: story
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| The brother of a disowned traitor to his family, Chestnut, a fragile and abused cat, has his heart broken by one he loved . . . will he gain his revenge? |
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One thing I don't know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
"Icefrost... no..." Chestnut's voice faltered with pain and anguish as he stared into the cold blue eyes of the beautiful white ShadowClan she-cat, which had once seemed so warm and loving. Icefrost flicked her tail and twitched her ears. "Forget it, Chesnut. You've done nothing for me. You're just like your brother - Forestsun. Except he never did fall in love - and especially not a she-cat with brains. Everyone in ShadowClan has heard about that pathetic loner." She spat Forestsun's name out like an ugly word. "All you do is dream, and you never see anything. I was using you."
I kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
"Why?" Chestnut whispered. "I love you. We . . . we're in love! We were going to have a future, kits, run away together- we were so far! I tried!" His dark reddish pelt shook with disbelief. Icefrost regarded him, her frozen heart untouched. "No. There once was a time where I may have loved you. I was completely wrong. You thought we were going to have kits and a future. I was having fun."
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
Chestnut felt liquid ice and then hot molten course through his veins. Physical pain lanced through him, and he breathed heavily, the earth waving under him. He had trusted her. Loved her. She was the only thing that he thought about. And . . . he was certain she had loved him... but it was all a lie. Icefrost laughed giddily. "I suppose this is the end, isn't it, darling?" Chestnut looked at this strange white she-cat. "Oh, it will never be over," he whispered, and then walked away into the night, away from his love.
One thing, I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I’m surprised it got so (far)
Things aren’t the way they were before
You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
Icefrost had always teased him . . . in the last six moons or so, it had become more hurtful, but Chestnut had thought nothing of it. As he lay in the cold straw of the abandoned Twoleg shack, it began to rain. Water poured through the cracks in the wooden ceiling and drenched Chestnut - but he couldn't feel anything, except for pain. He was Forestsun's younger brother of another litter, the adopted son of Natalie . . . who had taken him in, moaning and bloody, after his father and sister's latest, most violent attack, at the age of a new Clan warrior. They kept him prisoner.
You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
His sister, Banshee-Mary. As in the Twoleg terror. Her mind was twisted and malignant, like a deadly, uncureable disease. Chestnut's parents had posioned her mind with lies and terrible things about Forestsun, the disowned, runaway member of the family. Never again would they name their kin with a Clan name. Chestnut had actually been called Dagger before Natalie renamed him. Natalie had healed Chestnut's wounds, but never fully his heart, until her death. Icefrost had pieced it back together again, and she herself had ripped apart the strong threads that kept Chestnut sane.
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
Chesnut clamped his jaws shut from crying out. He imagined Natalie's witty voice, thick with scorn, as she scolded him wisely. "Chestnut, she broke your heart. It will matter now, but once you find something else to care about, it won't matter." His life, like his brother's before him, was a wreck. Chestnut would never heal again. There was nothing that life offered him anymore. But Icefrost deserved the treatement she had showed to Chesnut.
He began to plan.
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
"Chestnut, no, please, I'm sorry!" Icefrost's pleading voice screeched through the night, and Chestnut slammed his paw down to her windpipe, cutting her off effectively. "No." rasped Chesnut, swishing his long tail. Blood coated his claws and pelt, his ribs sticking out of his thin yet strong frame. "You took everything away from me. You'll never hunt with your Clan again. You will hunt in darkness for eternity. They will find you dead, killed by one who loved you, while out for a night hunt." Icefrost looked up at Chestnut looming above her, claws ready to tear through her soft pink belly. "Very well," she whispered. "And no longer will you be favored by the ones above, but by your violent kin." Chestnut grinned maliciously and sliced open her stomach, entrails spilling, as she moaned and fell silent, eyes glazed with defiance.
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
"Welcome back, Dagger." Dagger's red eyes gleamed as he knelt by his father, sister, and mother.