Disclaimer

I do not own Warriors. The rightful owners are the Erins.

This story makes fun of stereotypes. Stereotypes are not racist in any way as racism is considered putting down an ethnic group and stereotype simply joke about characteristic in a manner not to put down. This is a comedy and is not to be taken seriously. Don't be offended. This is a warning

This story was inspired by "Starkit's Prophecy" and "My Immortal". Enjoy!

Prologue

His spirit stirred. The scars from his previous life were visible and horrible. They were likely the wounds of a killing strike. The pain from them haunts him. He opens his icy eyes and sadness washes over him. He never was loved for who he was, but who they perceived him to be. That's what eventually killed him. The tears rolled down. Scourge knew that no one would understand or love him. They'd only judge and turn away.

He cried out.

"Damn this all! You do one thing wrong and suddenly, you pay for that mistake!"

The tears were falling more frequently. If only... if only things were different. He'd have the life he really wanted. He was pitiful. Once, he was a leader of the notorious Bloodclan, now a crying nobody. A spirit gleamed and took shape.

"I know. That happened to me too. They try to forget, but I know. I know they'll never think of me the same"

Scourge looked at the figure. It sounded like a she-cat. Her green eyes met his icy ones.

"Who are you and how did you find me?", He asked

"I'm Hollyleaf. As for your other question, I was wandering around and heard you. I could feel your pain, that pain you feel when you pay full price for a stupid mistake."

She continued.

"They acted pretty okay after it happened, but I knew that they'd secretly judge me."

He interrupted.

"It couldn't be too bad. What did you do?"

Hollyleaf looked at him, and looked away.

"I killed a tom. He was in my clan. He wanted to kill my mother, or should I say, relative"

He gave her a confused look.

"Long story short, my real mother is Leafpool. She's a Thunderclan medicine cat. She fell in love with a Windclan cat. When my litter mates and I were born, her sister, a warrior named Squirrelflight, took us in and called us her own. Ashfur loved her, and loved her madly. He held onto a stronger grudge when we were born, thinking we were Squirrelflight's kits. When a fire struck, he threatened to kill my litter mates and I. She revealed that she wasn't our mother. I killed him to keep his mouth shut and later told the whole forest our heritage. After that, I left for the tunnels. I found someone who kept me company and learned so much. I came back in time for an all out war. I saved a clan mate, but took a slice to the throat. That was the only way to pay for my crime."

Scourge huffed at her story.

"What?! Like you have it worse? I'm related to a leader of Thunderclan! I'm a disgrace to Firestar's legacy!"

He growled in a low voice

"He killed me."

"What?"

"Firestar. He killed me. He chose how I payed for my crimes! He didn't understand or know!"

Hollyleaf felt an inkling of dread.

"Who are you? Y-You aren't-"

"Scourge? Yes, that's me. Run along, go ahead. Be like everyone else. You're no good. You're copy of people who judged you"

"Wait!", she cried.

"At least tell me what happened"

After chatting, Hollyleaf finally understood Scourge's story. She felt bad for him in a sense. They spent a lot of times like this, him waiting for her until her spirit found him. Then, they'd enjoy each other's company and try to learn more about each other.

Eventually, a love blossomed between the unlikely couple. They'd frolic together, groom, and talk to each other. They were doing everything like usual when she said it.

"I love you"

He froze up. This, this is what he longed for all his life. He felt a jolt of emotion for the first time since his death.

"I love you too, Hollyleaf."

She rested her head on Scourge's chest, as he was laying on his back.

"You know, I mean it why I say that I love you"

Hollyleaf looked at him, her eyes locked onto his ice blue ones.

"Who said I didn't mean it? I sincerely love you"

"You have loved others though. You could just be doing this to make me feel better about myself"

"Never, Scourge! Yes, I loved other cats, but they wouldn't understand me like you do! You understand the pain I felt. When I'm around you, I know that I won't be judged! You make me feel comfortable, like I'm living a life without guilt even though I'm dead! That means a lot to me"

He was scared. Not in a bad way, but he never experienced this. Love was new to him and he usually didn't know how to express it. Hollyleaf was crying, so he wrapped his front paws around her to hug her. She looked at Scourge, who was looking up at the sky.

He turned his gaze toward her and held it for a bit.

"You're the first cat that has ever said that to me," he replied.

He was holding back tears. He once was cruel. Now, he was changed into a cat with a real heart. His heart of stone is mere history now. The tears escaped, and they cried tears of joy.

"I want to stay here forever, with you,"she whispered.

"But you can't. You belong to Starclan."

"Not anymore"

Moons passed. Scourge and Hollyleaf were happier than ever. His dream was coming true. He never imagined a strong, tall she-cat such as Hollyleaf would ever be interested in him. He was actually a pretty submissive cat, which compliments her His sole pupose now was to make Hollyleaf happy and he was successful. However, he felt incomplete.

He knew he could never talk about a particular subject because Hollyleaf was very opinionated about it. However, he had to give it a shot.

As they were settling down for a nap, he blurted out,

"What do you think about kits?"

Hollyleaf looked at him like he was crazy

"What makes you ask that? You know I think there's more to living than she-cat having kits. They act like that's the only way a she-cat can contribute to the clan. Plus were dead. Why?"

"Just wondering."

Hollyleaf knew better and pressed on

"But why?"

"Because, I've always wanted kits since I ruled Bloodclan. However, now would be different from then. Where back then, I wanted to ensure my legacy, I want them now because I want to be a better parent than my own. I'd take care of them and protect them from anyone who tries to hurt them. Even from their own siblings"

Hollyleaf was touched.

"I'm sure you would of been a fine father."

"Yeah. If only I could have a chance. I'd do anything"

'...Anything?.."

They searched for the source of the voice.

"...Do not be afraid. I will grant your wish, but you must promise me something..."

He looked at Hollyleaf, and she nodded.

"Go for it Scourge."

He was filled with confidence.

"Lay it on me."

"You both will be brought back to life. You must live to make a hard choice. Choose correctly, and you'll always be rewarded. Fail, and you will be separated forever"

"DEAL" Hollyleaf shouted

"...Then it will be done..."