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Curse sat on top of a dumpster. It was late winter, and while the air was frigid, there was little snow on the ground here.

She sat calmly, regally, head high with her tail wrapped around her paws. Fang, her deputy, sat on an overturned garbage can to her right. Below her, nearly fifty BloodClan cats milled around in the alley. They quickly assembled, staring up at their leader. They looked rounder and cleaner, with fewer wounds, much to Fang's pleasure.

"Cats of BloodClan," Curse said. "As many of you have guessed, I have not yet succeeded in killing my father's murderer." Muttering broke out.

"Silence," she said. "Yes, I've heard the rumors. You all have guessed correctly. I tell you this because you are going to help me." They hissed, shocked.

"So, Curse," a tom named Smoke sneered. "You have failed in avenging Scourge, which you swore you'd do, and now you're begging for our help? I think-"

"I personally do not care the slightest what you think, Smoke. As for begging for help, I'm not. I'm giving all the brave BloodClan warriors an opportunity to help kill the killer of the second greatest cat that ever lived. What higher honor is there, to be known as so powerful that you helped defeat the killer of Scourge?" Curse said.

Smoke narrowed his eyes, but every cat could see the offer Curse was giving them. She smiled. She had dangled the carrot in front of their noses, and they would bite…

"Well, I'll do it!" a cat yowled. Curse sighed. Of course, that would be Blood. Blood and Death were Bone's twin sons. They were both idiots, just like their father. Only he would come up with stupid names like Blood and Death.

Blood, the brother who had called out, looked just like his father. Same large body, same black and white fur, same blank expression. Death was similar in size, but was the same sooty gray their mother was, and he had the same pinched face of the mean she cat. And they were both complete idiots.

"I'll go too!" Death immediately yowled, not to be outdone. Having two blockheads volunteer first wasn't the most effective way to get cats to do what you say, but Curse did the best she could to use it to her advantage.

"Our first two brave cats!" she yowled, cheering them on. "You both are worthy BloodClan warriors!"

Soon, most of the other cats agreed, yowling out their support. They all wanted to be 'worthy'. Fang rolled his eyes and looked up at her, knowing what she was doing.

The moon was directly overhead, making each cat's fur glow with an eerie light. All but two of the fifty cats had pledged to follow Curse back to the Clans. Even Smoke had agreed to come. As for the cats that had refused, one was a pregnant she cat and the other was a coward.

"Warriors of BloodClan!" Curse yowled. "We meet five days from now, at this spot! Spread the word, my warriors, and repeat the message to everyone who missed this meeting! BloodClan mothers will tell their kits stories of your bravery! ThunderClan mothers will tell their kits stories of the fear caused by you, and the dreadful day when their great leader was finally defeated! BloodClan! BloodClan! BloodClan! BloodClan!"

"BloodClan! BloodClan! BloodClan!" They took up her chanting, yowling wildly into the night.

"SILENCE!" Curse thundered after several moments of chanting. When the cats stopped, she said, "Remember, five days. Spread the message." Waiting for it to sink in, she purred, "Now…"

"GO!" she screeched, spitting as she lunged forward to the edge of the dumpster, only her claws keeping her from falling off. They ran away quickly and fearfully, knowing it was quite possible their leader wasn't sane.

"So, Fang," she purred, turning to where her deputy still sat on the garbage can. "What do you think?"

"I think your leading style is very good, because you can motivate them with reason as well as use fear to control them. I also think you are good at making other cats like Smoke appear worthless and stupid when they oppose you."

She smiled. "What else?"

Fang sighed. "I also also think that you are terrifying and possibly insane."

"Thank you Fang." Curse purred. "That's exactly how it should appear, because that's exactly what I am." Rubbing her tail under the gray tom's chin, she leapt off the dumpster and disappeared into the dark.

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I have come to truly love Curse as a character. I've never wrote about a cat so deadly, determined, furious… and insane. I honestly think she is, a slight little bit. It makes her all the more lovable. She's my favorite character I've ever made!!!

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