A/N I'll probably be updating once a week, maybe more.
Moonwisp: Sady, there are families out there that are like this. :( It's really sad, and it's grim reality. As for Dawn's future, you'll just have to wait and see. ;)
I've kept you waiting long enough: On with the story!
Dawn nervously kneeded the ground with her inky black paws. Scourge was taking longer then normal. The bush she was crouched under dripped with rain, and the puddles that adorned the ground slowly grew deeper and deeper.
Come on, Scourge! Why are you taking so long?! Dawn flicked water off her ears as she stared at the twoleg house that Scourge had gone to to pick through their scraps in the scrap bin.
Dawn considered going after him, but her enlarged belly made her stop. She didn't want to risk her unborn kits!
Suddenly Scourge streaked across the ground, through puddles, and slid to a stop in front of her. "Here," He meowed, dropping a piece of meat in front of her. "I'm going back for more."
Dawn nodded her thanks and gulped it down. She eyed her large belly again. When would the kits come?
She could hear Scourge now, digging through the scrap bin. A hiss signaled he had hurt himself on something sharp. He stopped digging.
Alarmed, Dawn padded quickly across the ground, stopping outside the scrap bin. She was about to call out when she heard voices inside.
"Scar! What are you doing here?! Leave!' Scourge quietly hissed.
"Listen, Scourge, I just wanted to join your clan again!" The whiny voice of Scar filtered from the bin.
"No! You wanted to let the clans keep the forest! That could not have happened! We were going to invade that place, then you had to go and warn them!"
Dawn sat back with shock. Warn them?! But... She had always though and been told that the forest clans had threatened BloodClan.
Scourge had... LIED to her?!
But why? And why would he drive out the forest cats from his rich and plentiful city life?
She tuned in to the conversation in time.
"Leave. I don't want Dawn to know your here. "
Dawn hid behind the bin just as a scrawny brown cat leaped down from the bin and scampered off. Dawn was about to step out, when... another cat joined Scourge again!
It was Claw, the black Third-In-Command for Scourge. "Claw! Okay, how goes the clans?"
"They're doing pretty well, sir. I heard that the Thunderclan's leader had kits. Two. Female."
"Good..." Scourge snarled, sounding positively evil. "Try to infiltrate the camp tonight, and bring me those kits! After that, I'll kill them, and leave the bodies where they can find them!"
Dawn gasped. The cats in the bin went quiet. Then, Scourge whispered. "I'll meet you tonight at the place where we had the Battle, ok?"
Claw leaped out and left, then Scourge rummaged around a bit before mumbling to himself, "Gotta get away from Dawn; She might have her kits though, but it'll be worth it, seeing the look on that fox dung-Firestar!"
Dawn leaned up onto the bin. How did I miss this side of him?! She soundlessly wailed. Willing to kill kits in the name of revenge?! What if he decides my kits would be great soldiers, thrusting them into battle against the clans! This is horrible!
A sharp pain in her stomach made her mental rant stop, and she hissed. "Scourge!" She called. He immediatly popped his concerned head over the edge of the bin. "Dawn! How long were you there?"
"Tiny bit!" SHe called back. "I'm having my kits!" She collasped onto the ground, the pains coming faster and harder.
Scourge's eyes widened, and he leaped down beside her, frantically scanning her. "What-What do I do?!" He yowled in alarm. "I don't know what to do!"
-A few days later-
Dawn lovingly licked her three small kits. One was all white, and they called him Ice. One was white with black spots, and they called her Bird . Then the last one was black with a white patch over his eye and four grey legs. They called her Storm.
Dawn lay under the same bush, the three tiny kits nursing contentedly. Scourge was once again, 'going through the scrap bin' but she knew he wasn't actually.
He had also postponed the meeting at the Batte place, which was good.
"Stay here, my lovelies, momma's gonna be right back." Dawn whispered to her tiny kits. They mewled in reply, then hissed quiety when she stood. She pawed some moss over them to keep them warm, then she stepped out of the nest and slunk toward the bin.
"Tonight!" Scourge was saying. "You must get them tonight! Soon they'll be to big for you to carry!"
Claw must've nodded in reply, for Scourge kept speaking. "And, once my kits are old enough, I'll start training them, and use them. They can infiltrate the other clans and make off with the leader's kits! Then the clans will regret banding together against me!"
Dawn sank her claws into the ground in anger. Scourge would NOT ever use her kits for evil! She'd make sure of that!
Claw leaped out and ran off, Scourge coming out soon after. He hissed in fright and his fur lifted when he nearly ran into Dawn.
Her eyes were narrowed, her fur stood up, and her claws were unsheathed. "So, my kits are going to infiltrate the clans and kill their kits?"
Scourge grinned nervously. "Yes?"
Dawn snarled."Never! My kits will never be used for something so evil as that!"
Scourge snarled back, fur raising higher. "Oh, they'll do what I want!"
Dawn screeched and leaped onto him, her height an advantage here. Scourge yowled in suprise, twisting sideways as she landed. Her claws missed his back, but sank into his side. On his side, he could still claw at her, and he did. Bloody streaks appeared in Dawn's legs, and she yowled and hissed. She bit his ear, tearing half of it off.
Scourge wriggled free and leaped at her low from the ground. He managed to nick her neck as she leaped away. A flying paw smacked into the side of his face, tearing a chunk out.
Scourge screamed, blood streaming down his face.
He leaped onto Dawn, and held her done, hind legs poised to claw her stomach wide open. "You shouldn't have, Dawn!"
Dawn hissed and spat, wiggling in a atept to get free. "You may have a desperatation to survive, Scourge, but I have something YOU never will have!"
"And what's that?" Scourge asked, pausing. "A mother's willingness to die to protect her kits!"
With that, Dawn flung Scourge off and leaped on him, biting his neck ferociously. Blood spurted, and Dawn let off, limping back to her kits.
Scourge lay still in the yard, blood staining the mud around him.
"Let's go, my sweets." Dawn said, pulling back the moss and picking up her kits.
Time to leave Scourge...
A tear slipped down Dawn's cheek. Her kits would never know Scourge... Dawn still loved him, albeit only a little, but she wished he didn't have to die.
Turning, Dawn set out for the forest.
A/N:
Tada!
Hope you liked!