The Return Of Scourge

Chapter 4

Scourge woke up, but as he opened his eyes, he could see nothing but black. The void seemed to be forever eating to infinite depth of time.

Then a faint light illuminated the space around him. Blackened trees stood all around the cat, reaching up with long branches to scrape at the sky.

Scourge looked in front of him and almost jumped out of his skin. The yellow glow surrounded the amber eyes if Tigerstar.

Huge black wings stretched from his back, it's skin covered in blood. Tigerstar glared at Scourge, but he was looking at something else beyond him.

The Bloodclan leader turned around and saw a copy of himself, light blue see-though feathered wings flapping up and down angrily.

The dream Scourge was talking, but the sound came out, it was just dead silent. Then he charged, running straight through the dumbfounded male.

Dream Scourge had grabbed Tigerstar by the scruff and flung him into the sky. They were clawing at each other's fur and trying to push one another out of the sky.

Scourge suddenly was falling through the dark abyss, it seemed to by calling out to him, snatching handfuls of his fur and tugging on it.

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Eyes flung open, Scourge breathed heavily, trying to grasp what just happened, had Starclan sent him a warning? A message?.

He shook his head, just in case I'll keep that in mind. He walked out into the sunlit clearing, everything was okay. The birds chirped happily to each other and the wind waved patches of fur in the air.

Nothing seemed out of the ordinary to him, nothing at all. But that 'warning' had gotten into Scourge's head,it was trying to tell him something, but what?.

The wind harshly blew the male's ears back, seeming the scold him for being so blind to what was in front of him.

What is it!? I don't see anything! Scourge quietly stated, angry at the breeze, but that didn't stop the feeling in his gut that also warned him.

Before Scourge had any time to process what was happening, cats burst through the bushes and started attacking whoever was closets to them.

Out of pure bas luck, the leader of this attack pounced on Scourge, ripping his fur off of his back.

"Yikes! Get off you mouse brained flee!" Scourge twisted his head around and snapped at his opponent, but he quickly jumped off of him.

"Hmm, mouse brained you say?" The cat cackled with laughter.

"Blackstar!" Scourge hissed, facing the shadowclan leader, "you have some nerve trying to kill me".

Blackstar snorted, quickly mocking the small cat's expression. Scourge lunged at the white-and-black cat, trying to slice his claws across his face.

Blackstar dodged, but couldn't move his shoulder out of the way fast enough, and took a hit. Blood poured out of the wound at an alarming rate, Blackstar backed away and fled into the crowd of scuffling fur.

What was that all about?

Scourge payed no mind and went on to fling himself at another cat, ripping his fur off of his body.

The cat yowled in pain and shook the leader off, grabbing a hold of his scruff and throwing him away from him before fleeing, leaving a trail of blood in his wake.

The rest of the Shadowclan cats had retreated and fled from the camp, leaving the wounded Thunderclan cats to sigh in relief.

"What was that all about?" Cloudtail asked, confused at the sudden attack.

"I have no clue"

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Edited and Rewritten - 3rd May 2018