"Yes, Firepaw," Scourge hissed. He rattled the bone-studded collar on his neck as much as he could, though it was snug and tight around his neck. "Missed me?"
"Not at all, Scourge," Firepaw sneered back. He was trying to mock his brother, but it didn't work. Scourge smiled as he watched Firepaw sink back into the hate they'd once had for each other. It would always work out this way, Bluestar or no Bluestar.
"We're brothers," Scourge purred. "Come join me and Ivy in the Becoming. You'll have everything you ever needed. Cats, the wild, and being able to hunt and catch your own food. You won't be able to get rid of that pesky collar, but as you can see, I've turned it into a weapon of my own."
Firepaw raised his hackles and hissed.
The two cats began to instinctively circle each other, snarling and hissing.
"Why did you have to be such a horrible brother?" Firepaw flung out.
Unexpectedly, the words were a dagger to the icy wall Scourge had built as a newcomer to Ivy's group, and he almost gasped as Firepaw's words started make him feel... Something he'd never enjoyed, not since those three or four moons he was able to register playing with Rusty as a kitten. Scourge hated feelings and the weakness they brought with them.
"Why did you have to shatter my life?" he asked.
"We were so close."
Scourge's icy wall cracked again.
"I loved you."
Crack.
"You were my brother."
Smash.
"Who are you now?"
Scourge's walls crumbled down as he lunged at Firepaw.
"You will never understand me, Firepaw! You will become the leader of your Clan, be their savior, the center of their beautiful prophecies. All the fame and legend will go to you, and my story will fly away like smoke in the wind!"
Firepaw gasped, turned, and ran from the clearing.
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Scourge's Second Chance
FanficAfter Firestar kills Scourge in the battle against BloodClan, StarClan offers Scourge a second chance, born in Firestar's litter. Will Scourge accept, and change his ways?
