Neko

The first thing anyone notices about this tom is his lush twilight colored pelt. The hairs are short and shiny, but warm. He is large for his age but that is for a good reason. Since his fur is so short, he has extra layers of skin to keep the heat in. He is also made of a lot of muscle. He is definitly a battle worthy feline. His eyes are a lifeless gray and behind you know he's calculating your death. His body is littered with scars from his trecherous past.

'I regret nothing.' He often repeats these words to himself when the times get rough. He's merciless and unforgiving. He has never felt regret, shame, pity, or sympathy. He fears one thing, and that is going soft. He has no doubt in his mind though that he will never change. He is a truly bloodthirsty cat who hates all but himself

Betrayal.Pain.Death.
He has caused all three of those horrid things. He was born in a friendly Clan, which makes him even more mysterious. How had he become the way he is? There may never be an answer. Perhaps just a mistake in the process of sorting souls.
Anyway, he lived in a Clan for many moons, and he hated every minute of it. He made sure his feelings towards his family and clanmates were known too. His mother and father never understood how they could have two children that were so different. Both their kits were toms, but one was loving and kind, a future medicine cat. The other just wanted everyone dead.
After putting up with his family for so many moons, all through kithood and apprenticeship, he couldn't take it any longer. So he did what he thought was the best thing; he slaughtered them. Not all at once of course. That is a feat no cat could do successfully. One by one. First his brother. That was an easy task. His brother was never truly taught to fight. He was a Medicine Cat apprentice. Then his mother. This was slightly more difficult but doable. His father, well let's just say without the element of surprise, it was impossible.
By the time all three cats were dead, it was obvious Adderbite was behind the murders. His Clan, unable to harm one of their own, simply banished him. Now he wanders alone, planning and killing. Will he ever succeed? Will he ever become the great leader he believes he can be?