Disclaimer: I do not own Scourge, Bone, Brick, or the Warrior Cats series in general. I promise.

BTW…first fanfic uploaded to ! Yay!


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Scourge's Kit's

My name is Scourge. You may know me, or you may not know me. I am the leader of BloodClan, the group of cats living in the alleys of the Twoleg place. Some call Twolegs humans.

Most cats look at me and think of me as evil, cruel, and a murderer. To them, to call me insane would be an understatement. They fear me. As long as they fear me, I'm their leader.

But they do not understand why I am this way. My past is…much darker than some others. My brother and sister teased me for being a runt. My mother had named me Tiny! None of them loved me. I hated Two-legs, even when I was a Kittypet. So when some strange ones came to play with us, I hid. My sister Ruby said that it was time for us to be sold off, and unwanted kittens were thrown in the river. Then I ran away into the paws of three forest cats.

They had double-names for some reason. The oldest was named Thistleclaw, the blue she-cat was Bluefur, and the young, bulky striped one…Tigerpaw.

Apparently, I had intruded their territory. Bluefur showed me mercy, saying that I was just a kit and wouldn't be any harm. But Thistleclaw ordered Tigerpaw to attack me. I was caught under his paw when Bluefur ordered him to let go.

After that I ran all the way to Two-leg place, where I quickly became leader of BloodClan. My heart grew cold. I thought that nothing could make it thaw.

Then I met Fang. She was grey with white paws, chest fur, tail, and muzzle. Ice blue eyes like mine glowed. She had a blue collar, too. Unlike the others, she ignored the outside shell I have, along with all the rumors, and saw me as who I used to be. I'm not afraid to say I loved her.

Which is why I am currently freaking out right now.

"Are you okay in there?!" I exclaimed

"No! It hurts! It's almost out!" she called back. She was behind a wall, with some other female cats that had been through this before. Before you ask, no, she's not constipated.

She's having kits. My kits.

"Uh…okay?" I said. My best friend Bone padded next to me.

"You nervous?" he asked

"Well, duh! She could die in there! What would I do without her?!"

"Well, the she-cats with her will make sure she's fine."

"You're sure?"

"Yeah! Brick's back there with her! She'll be fine." Soon, I heard crying, and some purrs.

"It's a girl!" Brick exclaimed.

"There's about three more!" another cat exclaimed; Bone's wife, Flora.

"Okay!" I said.

"Hey, why don't you find Fang some food?" Bone suggested "She's gonna be starving."

"Good idea." I padded away to a nearby restaurant. The door was open, so I slunk in.

"Look, everyone, it's the cat!" a Twoleg exclaimed. Since I used to be a kittypet, I could understand him.

I walked through the room, the smell of chicken drifting through my nose. Purring, I leapt onto a counter and sat in front of a box.

"You want some chicken?" the Twoleg in front of it asked. I dipped my head, poking the box with my nose. "The whole box? You must be hungry!"

"Actually, my wife's having kits." I said. I doubted he understood, but something told me he did.

"Everyone, the cat has met a fair lady and she is giving birth!" he exclaimed. Everyone cheered, stroking my fur. I purred with pleasure. "How many?"

"Uh…I don't know." Just then, Bone walked in, carrying a kit in his mouth.

"Scourge! She's had three kits! But just take a look at this one!" he said. I hopped down and stepped towards it.

It was almost just like me, but it had two white paws instead of one. Other than that, it was like looking at my past.

"Wow…I'm a father!" I exclaimed. I pranced around the kitchen, my tail swishing around like the things Twolegs made out of shiny pelts they carried around sometimes. What was it…a flag?

"Hey!" Bone exclaimed. I froze and turned my head to look at him. My kit was mewling for food.

"Oh, right!" I said. I jumped onto the counter, took the box of chicken by the large handle, and ran off towards where my wife was. The Twolegs bid me farewell and good luck.


"Scourge, come meet your kits." Fang called with a purr. I stepped in with the other kit I my mouth. I let him go near his mother, and he scooted over to her and began to drink. Next to him were two other kits; a gray and white she-kit with green eyes, and a black and white tom with green eyes.

"Hey, Bone, this one looks just like you! It even has that beard-thing!" I said with a purr of laughter.

"Really? Cool!"

"I waited for you to come back so we could name them together."

"Okay! Um…lets name the female Ivy." I suggested.

"Okay…what about mini-Bone?"

"Hm…well, Bone has a scratch in between his eyes, so let's name him Scratch. And mini-me can be…not Scourge…"

"How about Tiny?" Bone suggested. I gave him a glare.

"I am not naming my kit Tiny! Do you even realize how much torture that name took me through?! Man, I just wanted to claw my sister's eyes out…that's it! We'll name him Claw!"

"Give me a good reason to name him Claw! I don't want you to think of your sister every time you see him!" Fang insisted. I raised my paw, letting the dog teeth on them gleam in the sunlight.

"What about these? He'll earn them eventually."

"Alright. Ivy, Scratch, and Claw." Fang gave the sleepy kits a lick "They'll be great cats."


Once again, Scourge, Bone, Brick, and BloodClan in general belong to Erin Hunter.

Popeyes chicken belongs to Popeyes XD

Ciao for now!