The Daughter of Scourge
Prologue:
A small cat crouched in an alley, a mouse at the other nibbled on a piece of garbage. "Scourge, the kits. They are here." Bone said. "What?! Really, already? How many are there?" the small cat asked like a kit. "There are three kits." Bone replied, surprised at Scourge's happiness. "How are they?" Scourge asked. "Why don't you go see them for yourself?" Bone suggested. Scourge dashed through the alley and leaped into the garbage bin.
A jet black she-cat laid on the ground, tail curled around two little squirming kits. "Hello Scourge." The black cat said flirtatiously. "Hello Night. The kits. Did you name them?" Scourge asked, overjoyed by his kits. "Yes. This one is Sun," she said pointing her tail to a golden kit with black paws and black tufted ears. "And this one is Moon." Her tail pointed at a silver cat with black paws and black tufted ears. "But what about the third? Bone said there were three kits!" Scourge demanded. "Oh yes, well um." Night stalled. "WHAT! OUT WITH IT!" Scourged yelled. "The third kit is dead." Night said flatly, bracing herself for punishment. "What? Dead? Can I at least see it?" Scourge asked, tail drooping and voice quiet. "Okay. It's over there" she mumbled. Scourge walked up to the kit in a cold corner. It was a small kit, even for a kit, with short and thick black fur and a single white paw. Scourge stared at the kit in sadness. He had hoped to never feel the emotion ever again, but it seems like some things aren't in your hands.
Suddenly the tiny body's chest started to move up and down, Scourge blinked. It wasn't just his eyes, she was alive. "It's alive! The little kit, it's breathing!" Scourge yowled. Scourge picked up the kit and placed it in front of Night. The she-kit's breathing got more and more normal. Soon it was looking for room to suckle. But her siblings gave no room, she was a runt like her father. Still, the kit wouldn't give up. She pushed and pushed until one kit fell asleep and a space was open. "What will you name her?" Night asked. "Me?" Scourge replied. "Yes, she looks just like you." Night said. "Hmm. What about Shadow? She is just like one." Scourge said. A white cat rushed in, "Scourge we need you, dogs are attacking the place!" "What?! Okay, Night you take care." Scourge ran off to kill the dogs.
-Night's POV-
"Yes my dears. It seems that I am one step closer to fulfilling my plan," Night mumbled to herself. "My plan of killing Scourge and becoming the leader of BloodClan, then I will conquer the forests and become the ultimate ruler!". She cackled in her head and lay back down. Soon no one will be left to stop me. Not even dear Scourge.