Baron's Epiphany

My clan... from the very beginning, it was my clan that gave me my power. The Baron of SkullClan, that's what they called me. My reign of terror was legendary. Dozens of cats would fall by my claws. Then the cats of StarClan came for me, taking justice into their own paws. When I was a kitten, I might have been a little naughty, but after they changed me, I became something much, much worse. The stuff horror was made of. The cats still feared me, and their fear gave me the power to warp reality, and that's when the fun REALLY began. Until they figured out a way to forget me. To take away my powers completely. Being dead wasn't a problem, but being forgotten, now that's a BITCH. I can't come back if nobody remembers me. I can't come back if nobody's afraid. I had to search the bowels of Hell, but I found someone, someone who'll make 'em remember. He may get the blood, but I'll get the glory, and that fear is my ticket home.