"I think I can help you with your clan cat problem." A black tom with blood red eyes covered in scars said as he stepped out of the shadows, his red collar was studded with the teeth of different animals. A dark gray tom with amber eyes looked up at him. "How can you help me?" The gray cat asked, "I have a army of cats to help you get rid of the clan cats for good." The black tom answered, "The clan cats are more powerful than you think." The gray tom said gritting his teeth, the black tom slid out his claws they were dark red from dried blood. "You think I'm not strong enough?!" The black tom challenged, "Fine let's test your strength in battle." The gray tom meowed, "We will not kill each other but, whoever can almost kill the other wins. If I win you take your group and leave my territory if you win you can join and have all power over my group and territory." "Let the fight begin!" The black tom howled into the night sky, the gray tom sprang at the black cat he pushed the gray cat away easily and pinning him down with one paw and began to inflict several wounds that would become scars. The gray cats body was covered in several red gashes he was gasping for breath. "Please! Spare me you win!" The gray cat gasped, "Tch you were easy to defeat I could have easily killed you." The black cat said as he lifted his paw off if the gray cats bleeding body, the black tom flicked his tail and all of his group gathered around him. The gray cats group cowered in fear in front of their former leaders bloody body. "Cats of the gorge I am your new leader now. Except me or die." The black tom hissed, the gray cats group bowed before their new leader. After all they didn't have much of a choice. The black tom smiled and yowled into the night sky, "We will destroy all the clans and bathe in the blood of our enemies for, we strike tonight!"