Total Drama Bloodclan
A.N.: Yes! Chapter 4 is here! School is starting on Monday so I might not be able to update as often cause of homework and studying and friends. Anyway onto the part you really want, Chapter 4 of TDB!
Chapter 4: I Will Not Bow
Courtney P.O.V
After about two days of walking, running away with little to no supplies was starting to take its toll. I could barely keep my head up in this stupid heat and we had no water. Me and Trent had traveled through the forest for about a day before coming to a thunder path. For few hours we followed it, having to duck into the bushes every time a monster past by. (A.N. A thunder path is cat-speak for road and 'monster' is a car. Also when they say 'Twoleg' it means humans.) The thunder path brought us to a town.
At first we thought we were the only cats there, but we quickly scented many others. That night, we camped out in one of those metal barrels that had been turned over. It had been hard, cause we hadn't eaten in since we left the studio.
"Courtney? I think there is some food under this thing. Help me lift it." Trent's voice brought me out of my thoughts. He was in an alley trying to drag a large box off some thing. "Alright." I replied, trying to be helpful.
I walked over to Trent's side and sank my teeth into the cardboard and pulled. Trent wasn't kidding. This thing was heavy and it tasted stale and sour.
Even though we had only been pulling for a few minutes, we were sweating and panting. Stupid heat. I gave one last tug and the box slide off revealing a large hunk of meat.
It was brown and red, and looked greasy. I gave it a quick sniff and jumped back in disgust. "Ugh! Thats worse than Chef's food!" I spat. Trent only chuckled.
"Well we need food or else we will become the food, so hold your breath and eat up." He meowed sinking his teeth into the slop. He chewed slowly before speaking again. "You know, once you get past the grease its not half bad."
"You have got to be kidding me." I scoffed poking the hunk of meat with my claw. "Afraid not Cactus-tail." He meowed with a smirk before taking another bite of the mystery meat.
Oh god that name. He calls me that just because when we were in the forest I got my tail stuck in briar patch.
"Stop calling me that!" I growled fluffing up my fur. Trent ignored me and kept eating. I sat up straight and wrapped my tail around my paws, trying to act sophisticated, only to have my stomach let out a huge rumble. I hung my head in embarrassment.
"Oh stop trying to be tough and just eat." Trent meowed nudging the meat towards me. I gave in and leaned down and bit off a chunk. A variety flavors exploded on my tongue, but most were disgusting. I quickly forced the slop down and hoped I wouldn't throw it back up.
After about ten minutes, I managed to force the last of the stuff down. "I have to say, that was better than Chef's but not by much." Trent meowed and let out a yawn. "So should we find a place to sleep or what?"
"I guess, I mean its almost sun-down anyway." I yawned looking at the slightly pink sky.
Suddenly a flicker of movement caught my eye. A shadow, to big for a rat to small for a dog, flickered around the corner. Another one flashed between two metal barrels.
"Trent, I think we are-" I didn't get to finish my sentence because four huge cats pounced out of the shadows and tackled me and Trent to the ground.
Adrenalin shot through me as I rolled a cat off me. I turned on it and raked my claws down its face. It spat furiously and lashed out at me with deadly claws. I jumped back only to ram into another cat, who pinned my haunches to the ground. I turned, about to attack again, when the first cat, a skinny white tom, pinned my neck to the ground. I turned to see Trent being held down by a small gray tabby and a white and brown tortishell.
"Well would you look at this. Two little kitty cats trespassing on Bloodclan territory." The white tom hissed leaning close to my ear.
"What do you think we should do with'em, Frost?" The gray tabby meowed in a teasing voice.
"I don't know Ash, what do you think we should do, Razor?" The white tom, Frost, asked amused.
A low voice behind me answered. "Well, I don't know about the tom, but this pretty kitty would be fun to play with." I manage to see a dark brown tom with scars everywhere tracing his tail along my spine.
"You toms are all the same. Only thinking about themselves." The brown and white tortishell growled.
"Aw come on Mazie, we're just gonna play with her a little. and besides, your just jealous that Razor wants to play with her and not you!" Ash chided flicking Mazie's ear with his tail.
"I am not! That mangy fur ball could be with every she-cat in this town and I wouldn't care!" Mazie hissed lashing her tail.
"Im hurt Mazie, real hurt." Razor meowed with fake sorrow, lifting one paw over his heart.
"Will you three shut up!" Frost hissed in annoyance, digging his claws into my neck a little. "We have to figure out what we're gonna do with these little weaklings."
Trent widened his eyes "Dude, you really shouldn't of said that."
"Shut it!" Ash hissed, but I hardly heard him.
'Weakling? I have suffered through three seasons of pure torture on that stupid show, have the one person I truly cared about break my heart and my best friend going behind my back and he has the nerve to call me weak!'
Rage bubbled up inside me. With screech I threw Frost and Razor off me and into the wall of the alley. I turned quickly and pounced on Ash, rolling us over onto the ground. Pain seared through me as his claws met my shoulder but I paid it no mind. All that matters now is proving that I am not weak.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Trent battling with Mazie. He had her pinned down and but couldn't see Razor sneaking up behind him. With hiss I leapt off Ash and run to help Trent. Frost intercepted me before I could make it and the two of us grapple on the ground.
I sink my teeth into his foreleg as he bites down on my ear. I felt teeth grabbing my tail. I lashed out with my hind leg and batted Ash off me and sprung up still holding onto Frost's leg. We flipped over and rammed into Mazie, Razor, and Trent.
From there it was just a whirling mass of teeth, fur, and claws. I had no way of knowing who I was attacking and I could only hope it wasn't Trent.
"Freeze!" (Everybody clap your hands! xD) A voice called out. Immediately the four rogues jumped off us and turned towards the voice.
Sitting on top of a dumpster was a small black tom with one white paw and ice blue eyes. "What is going on here?" the tom asked.
"Nothing Scourge, just chasing out trespassers." Mazie meowed licking her paw "We can handle it."
I hadn't noticed before but all the rogues wore collars studded with teeth. Both cat and dog. They all had dog teeth fitted over their claws.
'So thats why they hurt so much.'
"It doesn't look like it." Scourge growled noticing the wounds on all of them. "And who are you?" He meowed narrowing his eyes at me and Trent.
I quickly sat up and replied "I'm Courtney and this is Trent. We are sorry for trespassing. We did not know that anyone lived here. We will leave." I finished with a dip of my head.
"Hmmm... Do you have a home?" Scourge asked tipping his head. "No we ran away and we are not going back." Trent meowed sternly. "Why did you runaway?" Scourge asked. "Reasons..." I replied. "Why are you not going back?" He asked.
"What is this? 20 questions? We left and we're not going back. End of story." I meowed coldly.
"Would you two like to join Bloodclan?" Scourge asked.
"What!" All four rogue cats exclaimed at once
"I don't give this offer to just any cat. I think the two of you have enough skill to survive here. You just have to be loyal to Bloodclan and to me, because I am Bloodclan's leader." Scourge meowed.
I could only stare in shock. This cat was offering us a place in his clan. A place to live. A home.
But this was not a time for rushed decisions. I needed to think about it and discuss this with Trent.
"Will you give us time to think about it?" I asked.
Scourge looked up at the night sky. The sun had set during our fight. He looked back at us and nodded slowly.
"You have until moon high tomorrow. I will be waiting here for your decision. You must leave Bloodclan territory tonight though. If you choose not to join, don't come here at all or you will be either chased out or killed." Scourge meowed the last part darkly as a warning.
"Thank you, the two of us will discuss it." I meowed back. I looked over at Trent. He nodded.
"Alright, come along then you four." Scourge meowed jumping down from the dumpster and walking down the alley.
The four rogues fell into step behind him. I felt a small balloon of pride in me when I noticed Frost holding up his right forepaw and limping away.
Trent and I walked awhile before we came to a small park. It didn't smell like any other cats, so I guess its safe.
We found a low growing bush and slid under it for shelter. "So, do you wanna join Bloodclan?" Trent asked as he lied down.
"I think it would be cool, what choice do we have anyway? I don't want to be a loner, just walking from place to place. This is our chance to find a home!" I meowed happily.
"I think it would pretty fun to, but let's see what we feel like doing in the morning."Trent yawned, exposing his fangs.
"Alright. Goodnight Pansy." I meowed playfully.
"Hey! I'm not a pansy! I totally kicked those rogues butts!" Trent meowed defensively.
"Hehe, whatever." I meowed back closing my eyes. Trent grumbled before curling up and falling asleep.
I, however, couldn't sleep due to the fact that the fight was still replaying itself in my head. I have never felt more alive! Think about all the different battle moves I could learn if I joined! I can't wait to see what excitements tomorrow holds.
A.N.: Well here it is! The fight scene was so fun to write! It was kinda hard to write cause I kept writing 'Tom' instead of 'Trent'. Remind me never to type and watch Tom and Jerry at the same time ever again. Review!
~WhiteTigerStripes~