The Shadow Master

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Stewey was just about to pounce on a mouse, when it scuttled away, under the roots of a giant oak tree. Stewey started after it, when a big, misty, black figure stepped out in front of him from the undergrowth. The silver marble tabby jumped back, surprised. The figure was a cat. A big, black cat with white eyes.
And for some reason, Stewey began to think of saddening, angry thoughts. They barged into his mind, without warning. They just came.
"Who are you?" Stewey stuttered. And then fear clouded everything in his head. He couldn't think entirely straight. He struggled to think right.
The cat before him nodded. "I am The Shadow Master. How about you?"
"Stewey."
The cat blinked in response. Stewey tensed up a bit more. "Why are you here?"
"Because, kitty..." the cat flicked an ear. Stewey wanted to bolt. But something unnatural was rooting him to the spot, and he couldn't move away.
"I can help you." the figure told him. Stewey lashed his tail, his fear mounting. This was surreal. This uncontrollable automatic fear and this surge of anger and depression...it wasn't something natural.
"Why would I need help?" Stewey said stiffly, trying to keep his voice from shaking. The Shadow Master was made of shadow, and his white eyes glowed. The black cat grinned. "Because you are troubled by your past. Your sister took everything from you. And you have always wanted to be treated fairly, to be a cat that won't be judged for being a kittypet or for his small size. I feel sad for you."
Stewey felt like his heart would thud out of his chest. This wasn't real. "How do you know that?"
"I know lots of things, Stewey. Now: how do you feel?"
Stewey thought before he replied. And he realized he felt....angry. He felt mad. Furious. He wanted to rip somebody apart. He didn't feel like himself.
"I feel...." he looked at the trees.
"I feel angry." Stewey told the Shadow Master. The Shadow Master smiled. His eyes glowed just a bit brighter.
"Welcome to the alliance, then, brother." he replied.
Stewey suddenly lost everything inside him. He lost the fear, the sadness, and himself. He lost everything.

But the anger stayed.

His green eyes suddenly turned an eerie white.

"I will serve you, Master."

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A bit of fanart for 's story, "The Phoenix"!



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