The Scourge of Death
Scourge POV
No cat would defy me. No cat was stronger, faster, I couldn't admit but… ambitious as me. One cat came close though. A forest cat by the name of Tigerstar. That cat was my life long enemy the one I held a grudge on. I wanted him dead. Dead at my paws in the last few seasons. Ever since that day…
A small black tom stood against a fence. "Hi!" A tall brown cat growled. "A kitty pet. I think Tigerpaw should deal with this."
"My pleaser."
The tom squeaked in pain as the tabby ripped and tore.
"Tigerpaw that's enough!" A blue gray she-cat meowed. "He's learned his lesson."
The tom felt a bit of gratitude.
"You're always soft on them Bluefur."
Tigerstar…. He came to my alley saying that we were needed in the forest. Today was that day. When the ginger tom told me Tigerstar's story I said, " He told me he set a pack of dogs on you fools. He didn't say his plan failed." I stared at him. When he tried to order my clan my clan to attack I knew this was it. My chance. "This is my clan know one orders them but me."
"Traitor!" He sprang but I was faster and I clawed his belly and watched in satisfaction as the cat, the enemy, the legend, died nine times over like I dreamed. "I'll give you three days to decide to leave, you'll end up like your friend here. If you don't we go to battle."
The day came and we battled. I thought about this ginger cat. My half brother. Doesn't matter…only blood matters. I pinned him down and gave him the death blow. I turned and tussled with a white tom named Cloudtail. "Hey! Scourge!"
I turned and almost yelped. There was the ginger tom standing defiantly. "But…. I-I killed… you…"
"Starclan is on my side."
He leapt forward and bit down on my neck. I struggled then stilled. My vision blurred. The pain faded. The blood roaring in my ears quieted. I sighed. So peaceful… warmth. Like when I was a kit. Then the pain returned. I stood in front of some starry cats all of them sad. A blind and quite ugly cat said, "You are now to roam in the place of Starclan. You will feel the pain of all the cats you have killed and you will live in silence for five moons." Then a horrible pain hit him. Regret.
Tigerstar's POV
I couldn't believe this horrible excuse for a cat dare say this to me. He was a traitor. My son is a traitor. When I realized the pain was that of death, not just any simple wound, I tried to speak but blood gurgled out of my mouth. I stared at the two cats I came to hate. Firestar. Scourge. Both of them. I hope Firestar drowns in blood for all I care. Then it hit me. I'm not going to Starclan. Never. All the misdeeds. Runningwind , Redtail, Cinderpelt, all these cats. All these cats were foxdung to me. They're worthless. And when I reached the dark forest, I was greeted by Brockentail and who is this? Darkstripe? Oh, so much more to have been accomplished… but there is a new beginning for me now. For my sons. Hawkfrost and Brambleclaw.