Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. Erin Hunter does. This song is Change Your Mind by the All American Rejects.
Change Your Mind - Scrouge
I knew I would win. There was not a doubt in my mind that BloodClan would become victorious! Even if we had to battle all the forest fools at once, we would win. I was confident.
That was until I saw that flame colored leader.
Don't
solve the problem,
when danger is bitter.
Far away where you
stock them,
in cages that tether
He was young. And he was leader. He had a smell about him that showed courage, loyality, and willingness to do anything to save the forest. Not only that, but he said it to my face. Well, he still wouldn't win.
I let out the battle cry and my troops yowled as they filed against the clanners. The smell of BloodClan and forest scent mixed with each other and blood. The moment they clashed, there was bloodspill. I purred happily. Already we were winning. And I saw victory within my reach.
I slinked through the battling cats, making myself invisible in the shadows of the huge rock in the middle of the giant four oaks. I watched with pride as my own troops killed mercilessly. And the newest member of BloodClan caught my eye. I watched as Darkstripe, former ThunderClan warrior, leaped at one of his own past clanmates, the flame tom. I watched with my heart pumping with victory as he leaped again, but my hopes were suddenly covered by anger. Darkstripe was dead now. The tabby had killed him. I growled as he looked toward me, but I moved away, invisible again.
And
all bridges you've burned,
leave you trapped off at all sides.
And
now the tables do turn,
and it's all gone, what's left for you.
"Scrouge!" I heared a moment before I was crashed into by the flame colored tom. I growled, barely knocked off balance as he swayed, regaining his balance quickly. I growled lowly as we circled each other.
"You'll never win, forest fool!" I snarled. The forest cat only looked at me, fear and worry in his eyes, but also a fierce determination and courage. I cringed at that.
"That's what you think, Scrouge," he growled back, and I launched myself at him.
And
when the sky is falling,
don't look outside the window.
Step
back and hear i'm calling.
Give up, don't take the fastroad.
It's
just your doubt that binds you.
Just drop those thoughts behind
you, now.
Change your mind.
Let go too soon.
We wrestled for several long minutes before I finally managed to get the upper hand. With an ungraceful twist, he fell to the ground and I loomed over him. Unsheating my dogs-teeth enforced claws, I brung them down, and watched as the tom fell to the ground, dead.
I gave a yowl of victory. Without the ginger leader, the clans would lose and I would rule over the forest! I purred slightly, and slinked slowly toward the grand rock to annonce the victory, and to tell my warriors to kill every one of them, and go back for the kits.
Just as I leaped up on the rock, there was a sudden scrapping behind me, and before I could turn around, I was bowled over, this time off the rock and onto the ground. Grunting, I struggled from beneath the warrior and managed to squirm away. I turned around, feeling warm blood dripping out of my mouth. I was shocked at the cat I saw.
The leader I had just killed.
Firestar.
Sit
down, you're sinking,
there's no one to watch you.
Skip town,
you're thinking,
there's no one to stop you.
And all the
bridges you've burned,
leave you trapped off at all sides.
And
now the tables do turn,
and it's all gone, what's left for you
"But I...I just k-killed you!" I snarled in disbelief, my eyes flashing a moment in fear. The flame tom chuckled and shook his head.
"I have nine lives. How many do you have?" He must have saw the flash of panic in my eyes, for he loosened up and launched himself at me.
And
when the sky is falling,
don't look outside the window.
Step
back and hear i'm calling.
Give up, don't take the fastroad.
I wrestled. Nine lives or not, I could beat him. Or so I hoped. At least I knew I wasn't going down without a fight. It was several long moments before I finally managed to swing a deadly blow at him, which he weakened with a twist, and I only managed to leave a deep scratch. He smirked slightly, and we wrestled another several long moments.
Finally, my views of victory totally shattered when the tom landed a death bite to my throat. For several long minutes, I layed there, under the shadows of the high rock, withering in pain before my struggles became slower and slower. And the black spiders of death crawled fully into my vision.
It's
just your doubt that binds you.
Just drop those thoughts behind
you, now.
Change your mind.
Let go too soon.
Don't run
away,
Start feeling fine.
It's better than your worst, worst
day.
No words to say, I'll give you mine,
Stupid forest fools...
And
pocket all the hurt, just stay.
Don't run away.
It's better
than your worst, worst day.
And when the sky is falling,
don't
look outside the window.
Step back and hear i'm calling.
Give
up, don't take the fastroad.
---End of Chapter---
