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Posted December 22, 2012
A black pelted tom scaned the streets looking for intruders. He wore a red collar with sharp bones sticking out of it. He spots a swarmy she-cat with a matching collar march towards him. The tom added forward to meet the she-cat. But the she-cat hissed " you fool what do you think your doing in Bloodclan grounds!! You want to die?" The tom tilted his head sideways " Who do you think you are Trash-brain" the she-cat hissed "I'm the Bloodclan leaders Mate!! Shark, You dirty rat ill shred you if i have too!!!" Shark lifted her Sharpened claws and growled. The tom was greatly amused. " Oh...what a great honor to meet the mate Bloodclans leader. But can yoo guess who i am?" Shark hissed " a Mangy peice of Road Kill!!!" The tom frowned " Well a Mangy peice of Road Kill is kinda harsh...but i do like your cour-" Suddenly The tom swiped his massive claws at Shark. Shark didnt even have time to react as a searing pain peirced her throat. She gagged and stumbled before her paws gave way. She fell to the ground drowning in her own blood. The tom was very amused " Hey Shark im also known as....Scourge " Shark eyes widened she opened er jaws but the fell still. Scourge spat on her still form and marched onwards.
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Scorge intered the dark ally way enjoying the fimiliar smells. Many cats Stared at him as he padded by whispering among them selfd. Some bowed respectfully, some cringed in fear, others stared gwaking. Scourge payed them no heed but entered a garage where a large also black pelted tom sat feasting on scraps. Scourge marched brfore him and growled " are you the new leader of Bloodclan?" The tom stared at him his stomach bulging with food. He glanced lazily at Scourge " Of course i am. Who are you to dusturb my feast?" Scourge gave a snort " When you feast apon these scraps my cats are starveing. What makes you leader?" The heavy tom rolled his eyes " Your cats? Ha! Those are my cats. They are under my rule. I have my own cats to keep them in order!! " Scourge frowned " Your cats? You deserve no cats!" The tom gave a smug grin " So stranger. Why are you here? I can have you killed in a instant. " Scourge gave a scownfull snort " By the looks of you? You couldnt kill a kit!!" The fat tom growled " Guards take this to the exacutaion table. I wanna see him dead in public." As he talked a swarm of heavely mucled cats emerged from the darkness. They surrounded Scourge " Sir are you joking with us? This cats barley th size of a kitten!" Scourge snarled " oh really... well the size of a kitten is gonna rip your trashed soul right out of your ranked pelt!" The cats snarled in a fury. The finally charged at Scourge. Scourge didnt know how he did it but he suddenly felt calm and collected. His breathing eased. The cats attcking him were big but untrained. Scourge darted beneath one of them and skidded his claws along his stomach. The cats entrails fell onto the cold floor. Scourge then rammed his claws into another cat shoulders tearing tentions and mucles. A Claw ripped open his muzzle. Blood poured from the superficail wound. Scourge fought on hitting fatal wounds. After weeks of hard wok in the forest he was well trained and powerful. These cats have been lazying. Eating drinking. No work. Scourge brount them diwn with ease but he still took many wounds. His shoulders were cut. His muzzle scratched. Many mant brusies and other small scratches. The battle raged on a so forth ~~~~~~ TO BE CONTINUED
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