Scourge padded along Fireheart near the Twolegplace. Just then, Scourge recognized a familiar scent. "Jake!" Scourge spat with such hatred that Fireheart thought that Scourge would kill Jake on sight. However, Jake would not get such a death. Oh, no, Scourge planned on killing Jake after he tortured him. This is gonna be really fun, Scourge thought. Jake padded up to them. Scourge snickered at Jake loud enough for him to hear. "What's so funny kit?" Jake questioned, not knowing that Scourge was pissed the hell off. "Hello Jake, this is for Rusty, who, by the way, is standing right in front of you." Scourge said in such a dangerous tone, that Jake attempted to get the hell outta there. "Not so freaking fast, Jake. You have a lot to answer for. What you did to my Half-brother for one. You have one chance to actually say sorry and mean it, before I kill you, Jake. I take it you don't remember me, do you? You're the cat who helped me find him. Well, my name is Scourge. This is Fireheart." Scourge stated in such a cold tone, that it felt like ice had pierced Fireheart's veins. Jake was screwed badly. It turned out that Jake did say sorry, but did not mean it. He then told Scourge just what else he had done, like raping Fireheart. He did all of this just to relieve his… frustration. "Fuck you, Rusty you could not even save yourself from me. You are mine to play with-" Scourge suddenly clawed his throat which killed him. "Not anymore, Jake. Not anymore." The blood stained the ground and turned the enraged tom's claws into proof of just how dangerous Scourge would be should anyone enrage him.
