Okay, here's the last chapter of Scourge's Story. I hope you liked the story and please look at some of my other ones in the future!
Scourge stepped away from the dead cat covered in blood in front of him. He had just killed another cat that wanted to rise up against his clan. Only now he had enough cats from town and they were going to find a place to live. Somewhere where they could keep clear of Twolegs.
Yet, Scourge had no idea where to go. He cast a glance at the dead cat and faced his clan. "This is the last cat that will be killed by us in this town. At dawn, we leave to find a better place."
He heard the cats yowl in agreement and excitement. As they all seeked places to sleep in the dark alley, Scourge curled up in a trash can lid. His kittypet life seemed so far away now…
Bone interrupted his thoughts by padding over and meowing. "You need to choose where to take us. Also, we need rules. Who will do the hunting? Who will fight?"
Bone had changed. His voice wasn't deep and warm. It was cold like Scourge's. His once sleek pelt was unkempt and had streaks of dried blood and mud in it. This had all come from being with Scourge too long. He was even as fierce now. If a Twoleg had come up to pet him, he would get so furious, that Twoleg would have to get stitches!
Scourge had thought about Bone's questions. "Everyone." He said simply, his eyes so narrowed that it looked as if he were sleeping.
"Everyone?" Bone echoed.
"Everyone will help Bloodclan, fighting and hunting, from the strongest warrior, to the weakest kit. Even a pregnant she-cat will give it her all."
For a moment, Bone thought this to be harsh and doubted his leader. Yet, a long time ago, he had learned not to question this dangerous cat. Then he left that question and asked. "And the place?"
Scourge also had a simple answer for that. "We will go where our paws take us."
In the morning, the cats began to leave the town they once lived in. Some looked back sadly while other strode forward confidently.
Scourge looked back at his clan and his black heart swelled with pride…and for the first time, since he was a kit, he purred. But this purr wasn't like the one when he was young. This purr was full of pure evil.
And as Scourge watched his cats, he wondered if there were a clan good enough to stop his own. His heart filled with fear, but it quickly disappeared. Scourge thought to himself. He would never be defeated. He was the strongest cat in the world.
Yet, in the future, none other than another cat born as a kittypet defeated Scourge.
