Hello, everykitty! If you don't know me, I shall introduce myself simply as "Sir." Why? I'll tell you now I might be popping up in this story. Also, the fourth wall will probably be smashed into tiny pieces, so go to your local market to get a piece :). Anyway, enjoy my abomination!
Scourge sat in a strange white world. It was troublesome being where he was, because there was nocat else there. He liked to call it the Place of No Creation because:
1) Nothing was there. No trees, no sky, no prey, not even a ground.
2) The Erins were supposed to make him a place to live, which he has pestered them about for so long, but those imbeciles never did, so he was just lumped here.
He soon realized he was bored. Not bored in the way that the thing that he was doing wasn't interesting, in the way that there was not a single thing to do. Scourge twiddled his non-existent thumbs, he tried to write a song, he floated along in the endless space. But nothing would satisfy the never-ending boredom that gnawed at his mind. At last, he had an idea. Why not make an Earth up there? But how? First he would have to assume the role he deserved as leader of the forest. Wait, no. Someone would rise up against him, and due to the low IQ of the Erins, good would always win against evil. The truth hurt. Wait, just because he was not ever possibly going to be leader of the forest doesn't mean he couldn't assume his role as forest troublemaker. He could certainly destroy the clans, even if he was not the one devious grin formed on his pitch black face. He was going to hatch a plan. Now just to find a problem often occuring on the internet...
Trolls? That's what he's trying to be.
Illiteracy? How is that going to destroy the clans?
Viruses? Don't think that you can e-mail a virus to somecat interdimensionally.
Scourge sat around, his mind searching for a problem he could cause, and nothing was coming up. He was getting really frustrated, as nothing he was thinking of was just... right. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. A mary sue! Those were just annoying! Now to get the Erins to help him make a Mary Sue to send down...
Firestar roamed the lands of his beautiful clan. The queens lay in the nursery, the kits jumped playfully, and he knew that ThunderClan was surely the clan that ruled the forest. Suddenly, a shadow came behind him. He turned back to see a white cat with one red eye, one violet eye, and beautiful sprawling wings. "I am Destinystar." she introduced. Firestar wanted to shoo her out of his camp, but between her beautiful voice and her graceful figure, he simply could not muster the power to do so. "Hello," he said, starting to fidget.
Scourge cackled from up above as his poor half-brother fell victim to his trap. He had made the bane of the forest. He had made... A MARY-SUE!