my study hall teacher is going to start doing like. ASSIGNED THINGS during the class im sooo fuckign evil rn im gonna vlow him up w my mind. last year i was in his history class and he was such a shitty teacher like literally everything he did was bad i hate him so much he litedally said he was going to reuse an assignment from the end of last year like i literally want him gone fired murdered smthn smthn whatever. can i hire u as a hitcat
WHY IS HE WASTING UR STUDY TIME ON USELESS BUSYWORK💀💀💀💀
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Dark Forest Resident: Novice
Aliases / Nicknames: Kick, Blackthroat, Treepelt, The Loner Of Many Names, Hitcat
Gender: male (He/him)
Seuxality: asexual, panromantic
Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Gray (mate)
Other Relations: N/A
Clan: none
Rank: loner
Characteristics: kills on request of other cats, Clan-hater, goes by false names
Number of Victims: 3
Number of Murders: 3
Murder Method: snapping neck, breaking spine
Known Victims: Umberleaf, Mimicfur, Rainback
Victim Profile: cats he is ordered to kill
Cause of Death: Blood loss caused by Gray
Cautionary Tale: N/A
Story:
Novice and Gray's life was as happy as could be. They were two lovebirds, prancing around Clan borders with seemingly no care. The Clan cats were friendly and mostly left them alone, so why should they meddle in their business?
That was, as many stories go, until one day. A Shadowclan patrol attacked the two. Novice fought them off bravely, but not after they left Gray with major injuries. Gray was out cold, and Novice knew that the Clans could no longer be trusted. He took his mate back to their own little corner of the forest. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know what herbs did what!
He improvised, covering the injuries with leaves, as a sort-of cobweb binding. One night, while he was resting with Gray, a cat found their way to him. A Shadowclan cat named Darksun. Darksun had a scarring wound across his chest, which Novice recognised as being caused by him. Darksun said he was impressed with his violence during the fight, and offered him a deal.
He'd deliver cobwebs to Gray and Novice, if Novice helped him, for lack of better words, dispatch a cat. He gave a description, "brown with black stripes, white dash on forehead, blue eyes, and scars on his paws. Named Umberleaf. Has a habit of being alone at night."
Novice hesitated, but decided to go for it. He used a fake name, Kick, as he was uncomfortable giving his real one, and Gray was asleep just out of earshot.
He snuck onto Shadowclan territory, and lo and behold, Umberleaf was there. Without thinking, Novice leapt towards Umberleaf, holding his head down on a rock, and slamming his paw down on the brown tabby's neck. It was a quiet way to kill, and Umberleaf died instantly. He walked away, not sure what to do with the body, and waited for Darksun's return.
The mysterious tom returned the next day with cobwebs, which Novice used to bind up Gray's wounds. He learned quickly that word spread fast in the Clans, and soon he was approached by a Thunderclan warrior, Caveeyes, while hunting.
"Mimicfur, black with creepy white markings on her face, can't miss 'em. Usually alone around... I'd say sunrise?"
"How many cobwebs?"
"Ohhh, if you get rid of that freak I'll raid the medicine den for all I can find. Thanks for the... help, Blackthroat."
And so, next sunrise, Mimicfur's neck was broken, and he was paid a bounty of cobwebs.
Gray was starting to recover, but still needed one more haul of cobwebs. Luckily, a very lucky small white she-cat approached him next. Her surprisingly haunting voice had a simple request.
"Rainback. Blue pelt. Gone. Now."
"How many cobwebs?"
"Two full bundles. Kill him."
He tracked down the lanky blue-furred tom, who was hunting by the river. He hopped up in a tree, as there were no rocks or other elevated surfaced nearby, and pounced. Rainback's spine snapped like a twig.
"Thank you, Treepelt. Cobwebs. As promised."
And so, with no more requests to worry about, he rested easy after replacing Gray's cobwebs. His mate would heal, and life would go back to normal...
Or so he thought.
“Murderer! You’re a murderer, Novice!”
Additional Information:
--Submission by @cosmosnaught
--Gray found out because she has a habit of eavesdropping at gatherings.
--Poor guy just loves his wife.
--HIT CAT.
--Picrew: https://picrew.me/image_maker/116652
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