I looked at the black cat standing in
front of me. I know him. A memory pours
at me like the river flooding so long ago.
His collar was recognizable as I could
still see the spot that had once held a
small tinkling thing. Tigerpaw had ripped
it off when trying to kill him. I close my
eyes as I brace myself for the memory
that I knew would come. Tigerpaw's pounce.
Thistleclaws jeering. My horror at the
blood thirstyness of the apprentice. That
was when I decided not to let Thistleclaw
become leader. He had just watched, and
encouraged the slaughter of an innocent
kittypet. When I had seen that kittypet,
I thought that he might've been a great
Warrior, for he was bold and curious
And here he was, the leader of a clan! A clan
of hate. A clan of blood. Bloodclan. I
wonder if the cat remembered Tigerstar
attack. He looked at Tigerstar. I think
he does. So much hate. So much death. All
caused by something. I jumped towards
the cat.
"Who are you?" the cat snarled.
"I am Bluestar, leader of Thunderclan.
Who are you?" I answered.
"I am Scourge, leader of Bloodclan." He
looked into my eyes and his harsh gaze
flickered into an unreadable emotion.
Recognition? Maybe. Scourge inturrupted
my thoughts.
Scourge snarled. "I want to talk to you in
private." We walked out of the clearing
and into a small cave.
"Scourge?" I whispered. "I know you. You
were that kit that Tigerstar tried too
murder." With that, I spilled out the whole
story, from my perspective. When it was
over, Scourge stood up.
"Bluefur, no, now you are BlueSTAR, I
remember what happened. Now I feel a
twinge of guilt. You are noble. Tigerstar
is not. I planned on killing you out here.
I will not now. Here is my story." And with
that, I heard the story of Scourge, from
curious kit, to blood-thirsty leader.
"The earliest thing I remember was my
Mother, Quince, talking about my father,
a kittypet named Jake. Later, My siblings
were playing but refused to let me play.
So I went into the woods. Later, when I
came out, (this time I hadn't met anyone)
My siblings just laughed and teased me. I
ran away, and met that patrol. After
that encounter, I found a dog tooth and
put it in my collar. I lied to the other
cats about it for food. Then, I actually
did frighten a dog. He hated just my
shadow. I gave myself the name, Scourge.
I started Bloodclan, and am here now."
Tears were in Scourges eyes. I knew
what to do. I offered him a place in
Thunderclan, where he proved to be an
amazing warrior. Tallstar offered proof
that Fireheart and Scourge were related.
Scourge had a brother, and a place in a
clan. He became, with his asking,
Tinystorm, father of Smallkit, who
became a leader, Fallkit, a medicine cat,
and Stormkit, the wise. As for the
others, some were chased off
but some changed
they joined other clans, and all
became well respected members.
The End
