Hi! This is my first fanfic. It's awfully short, but what do you expect from me?
He was appalled, really, at the nerve of these ignorant cats. They'd surely all die; or, at the very least, be weakened by the loss of so many. For his army was simply too strong. At least, that's how Scourge saw it. And, after killing the one everyone seemed to respect most, he'd thought they'd retreat, or join HIS Clan. He'd killed the supposed enemy, the threat, the most hated of them all, for one reason.
The feared one was a threat to these many, many cats. And that meant he was a threat to Scourge. After all, Tigerpaw had almost killed him as a kit; why would he forgive him as a leader, the feared Tigerstar? With a simple flick of his claws, he sliced open the belly of one of the most powerful cats in the forest. The gaping wound had been a killing blow, dealt by this presumably weak, tiny cat. He'd thought leaders had nine lives; and Tigerstar had lost none. But the wounded cat never got up, the blood never ceased its flow.
Now, there wasn't even a shard of belief in Scourge that StarClan existed.
But then, after he killed that soft, stupid leader called Firestar, he saw what had happened. One moment, the ThunderClan leader was limp, his pelt stained with blood, and his eyes blank and cloudy. Then, in a heartbeat, everything changed. His pelt turned from lifeless to radiating with energy. The dull look in his eyes had given way to pure courage and anger. But what frightened Scourge the most was that he could see what power StarClan had given to him. He saw it in Firestar's eyes. The seemingly reborn cat knew what would defeat Scourge.
And now, due to the simple fact that Scourge had no belief in anything except raw power, he was dead.
Gone...
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