The death combo
chapter 1

It was just a normal день for Scourge. Taking care of Bloodclan. “i think I'll go hunt” mewed scourge. He walked in twolegplace, searching for something edible. When he was about to give up he saw it, a plump белка on an empty thunderpath. He stalked it slowly. Right before he could pounce the a shadow fell on the белка and it ran away. Scourge turned over to the one who cast the shadow. 'hey you, I was about to catch that!” but when scourge saw the one who did it he froze. It was no cat who scared off his prey. It was a strange creature. A cat sized green медведь who walked on two legs and wore an army hat and jacket. He also held a нож in his hand.


His yellow eyes gazed into scourge's. Scourge knew he had to fight. He leaped at the медведь and cut his cheek. The медведь yelled and swiped his нож at scourge. Pain seared in scourge's flank. Scourge growled and swiped at the bears face. He sliced his nose. The медведь ran at scourge, yelling furiously. Scourge ran, knowing he couldn't beat it head on. The медведь was gaining on him. Scourge ran faster until his legs ached. Scourge felt the нож cut the tip of his tail. Pain shot through his body. He was convinced that the медведь would kill him but he kept running. He leaped over a bucket of water. He heard a splashing sound a moment later. He glanced back. The медведь had tripped into the bucket and he stopped chasing him. The медведь looked confused now. He also looked like his face had changed. Then scourge realized that it did. His eyes were normal and he didn't have sharp teeth. His нож was gone too.
“what happened?” the медведь asked. Fury shot through scourge. “you tried to kill me Ты мышь brain! How can Ты not remember that!?” the медведь looked startled. “i tried to kill you?” scourge glared at the bear. It was a lot еще мышь brained than he thought. “yes, Ты tried to kill me! Ты almost succeeded, how do Ты not know when Ты try to murder someone?!” the медведь put his hands on his face and looked down. “I'm sorry, I really am. I swear I didn't mean it.” part of scourge wanted to rake his eyes out but another part of him believed the bear. He knew nobody could look that sorry and innocent without meaning it. Plus, this guy would make an outstanding member. Scourge decided he would give him a chance. “i believe you.” scourge said. “you look too weak and helpless to be a killer.” the медведь looked up. “who are Ты calling helpless?” humor sparked his gaze. “what's your name?” scourge asked. The медведь stood up before he answered. “I'm flippy.” scourges whiskers twitched. “that sounds like a kittypet name!” he laughed. “kittypet? What's that?”flippy asked. Scourge sighed. Flippy really was a мышь brain. “a kittypet is a cat who lives with twolegs.” scourge answered. “twolegs?” flippy echoed. Scourge rolled his eyes. “the hairless розовый things that walk on two paws.” flippy suddenly seemed to understand. “oh those things? I call them people.” the word “people” sounded weird but scourge didn't Вопрос him. “what's your name?” flippy asked. “my name's scourge.” scourge answered him. “impressive name. Especially for a tiny fuzzball with a high pitched mew.” scourge crouched, pretending to be mad. “who are Ты calling a fuzzball? I once drove off a huge dog single pawed, and I was just a kit!” flippy nodded. “fine you're not a fuzzball, you're a handful!” scourge and flippy laughed. Then a thought struck him. “what if one of my warriors sees me talking to this bear? I'll look like a fool!” flippy was staring at him now. “what’s wrong?” he asked. Scourge sighed. “there are two people Ты need to meet before we can have a friendship, follow me.” scourge was leading him to an alley. He was going to meet brick and bone.