Scourge x Ashfur Fanfic [Revengeshipping] You Don't Need Her, But I Need You...

Chapter 8: Two Day's Time

In one swift movement, Scourge sat up and ran with Bone. No, not another. Who could it be though? Bone turned a corner, Scourge following, and stopped sharply. Ashfur bumped into Scourge, but Scourge didn’t move as he gazed at the dead male in front of him. He gulped. “Oh, no…” Scourge stepped forward and collapsed on the tom’s side.

It was Ice. The male had jumped off from a ledge and had screamed in pain mid-air. He writhed on the ground for several minutes, screeching about a pain in his stomach. No one knows what happened, or so Bone said. Scourge sighed and rubbed his nose into Ice’s fur. God I've gotten soft…

He fought the tears that were coming successfully and started pacing. Ashfur and Bone watched him. “This changes everything. It isn’t just females then… It’s any cat, and it seems to be tied to stomach pain…” Scourge took a last look at Ice. “I will not be part of his burial ceremony.” He said sadly. “I don’t have the time anymore. Help Flame with River as well; give him my apologies.” Scourge stalked off as Bone nodded, Ashfur following him.

“Scourge, I remember hearing something about this… We had an apprentice that wandered off to Twolegplace and ate kittypet food. He… He talked about this she-cat who… Who had died, and… He heard that she had eaten too much, exercised too much, and her stomach flipped. She was alone, and she writhed, her stomach and other insides breaking apart…” Ashfur shuddered. “She bled to death, on the inside.”

Scourge blinked, processing this information. “No, that… That can’t be right. Why would so many cats do that so suddenly, it must be something else.”

Ashfur just shrugged. “I’m just offering possibilities, Scourge.”

Scourge nodded and pulled closer to Ashfur. “I know babe.” Scourge sank down in his nest. Ashfur sat next to him, draping his tail over Scourge’s back.

“...Maybe it’s in their food.”

It took Scourge and Ashfur a few minutes to sprint to the main alleyway, where the prey pile sat. He noticed immediately it had a more horrid scent than usual. He hooked a mouse in his paw and sat down, picking it apart. Bone came up to his side. “Who caught this mouse?” Scourge questioned.

“I found it.”

“Found it?”

“Yes, sir, it was dead when I found it. But freshly dead, so I figured…”

Scourge’s eyes narrowed. “Where?”

“Right outside a Twoleg nest. Why?”

“...The twolegs are poisoning our food supply.”

The crowd that had gathered around Scourge gasped in astonishment, murmuring worriedly to each other. After several moments, Scourge raised his tail for silence. He sighed. “The rats and mice getting into the twoleg homes and coming out filled with poison that was set for them. Be careful with what you eat. All other fresh kill aside from the rodents should be safe, but remain cautious. If any more incidents arise, let Bone know.” Scourge swallowed and looked down over at Ashfur.

“...Don’t come looking for me again... I’m leaving Bone and Snake in charge. I’m leaving this clan behind me and… I’m going to live the rest of my life... in peace.” Scourge hooked his collar with a claw, and with one motion, cut it off his neck. It fell to the ground without a sound. The clan said nothing, but instead bowed with respect. Bone stepped forward. “I respect your decision, Scourge. I will do my best to lead this clan well. I will not seek you out again.” Snake was sitting next to Scourge, emotion unreadable.