Scourge's Weakness
(To all you people who think that this is going to be serious...its not)
"Scourge!" Firestar hissed in rage at the Bloodclan leader, flanks heaving up and down, blood dripping from his body.
I've got to finish this soon! He thought, glancing over watching the clans battle for their lives. Bone was dead, thanks to the apprentices, but so was Whitestorm...Firestar gave a quiet hiss under his breath at the loss of his former deputy.
"Don't you have any weakness?" he hissed at the small tom.
The tom just gave a malevolent smile, "And why would a cat answer that Firestar?" he hissed. "Are you stupid enough to think that I would tell you that? Or are you giving up?" he added menacingly.
Firestar growled under his breath, panting heavily. I must protect my clan! he thought desperately.
The clan cats at this time were getting desperate and tired too and so they all sat down.
The BloodClan cats looked at the clan cats, "Get up you lazy bums!" they hissed. "You don't sit down in a battle! Are you crazy?" they hissed their toothed collars glinting.
The cats looked at the BloodClan cats, "We have the power of keeping ourselves fit!" they hissed back and somehow magically bars of Hershey milk chocolate bars came raining from the sky, and before the BloodClan cats could get them, the Clan cats got them instead.
In the meanwhile Firestar had done the same thing. He looked at Scourge, "What're you going to do now huh?" he hissed. "We can keep ourselves energized! What about you Scou.." He broke off realized Scourges eyes were now huge, pupils dialated, jaws open, drool dripping from his mouth. "Scourge?" he said again. The tom did not answer.
Firestar inched the chocolate bar to the left, Scourges eyes followed.
Firestar inched the chocolate bar to the right. So did Scourge.
Firestar picked the chocolate bar up in his tail and held it up. Scourge stould up on two paws.
Firestar then smirked. He had the key.
He picked up the chocolate bar, and threw it in the near by river. Scourge followed.
Dead silence.
Everyone stould there waiting. Waiting for Scourge to pop up and boud over to Firestar and kill him right on the spot.
Five minutes passed. No Scourge.
Thirty minutes.
An hour!
By now the cats knew what to do.
All the Bloodclan cats had the same expression as Scourge.
All the Clan cats had the same smirk as Firestar.
All the Clan cats threw their chocolate into the river and there was a stanpede of BloodClan cats following.
The Clan cats all cheered in celebration. It was over. Scourges weakness was chocolate all along.