Once I was 7 years old

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~My BeAuTiFuL Backstory~ Hawk'cry. Previous leader of the so-called Mafia bent on destroying the clans. Known as Murderous, Psychopathic, dishonorable, to the clans.. but to his accomplices, Charming, Selfless, Strong, but above all the best dang leader out there, but that's for you to decide. Record of law violations... Arson, Murder, Kidnapping, Revolutionary. Case- burnt his family's home down killing his mother and two of his sisters purposefully burning them alive by blocking the entrance. Case- Murdered over 100+ cats in his lifetime, some of them under 1 moon, most from what he said was treason. Case- Stole countless cats from their camps, most of them being kits. Only a few were found. Case- Created a coup against the hierarchy of the clans planning to have a mass execution of leaders. Verdict- Guilty. Sentence- Death... When he was a kit he set his family's den on fire when they were in it because his family was falling apart... he killed his mother and two of his sisters in the fire. This was after seeing his fake father, Castor, force his sister Sandstream to kill Hawkcry's biological father, threatening to kill the rest of their family if she didn't. He blames Sandstream (his half-sister) for his father's death. He has wanted to ruin his sister's life because of it, and fell into the hole of killing, developing a love for the adrenaline of the fight and the taste of blood, but most of all pain and the heat of the fire. His two living sisters lead him to the clans, where he learned the ways of this society and hated every second that he had to pretend to be Hawk (his other brother which he also killed). He met Royaltalon, he forced her and two other she-cats to fight and kill for his hand in marriage. But soon he fell in love with the she-cat for her and not for the murderous cat that he wanted her to be, although soon after she turned evil as well. Soon he realized that the ways of the clans were corrupt and honestly even worse than he was, so he created The Mafia a society that would protect one another with their lives, a sort of clan that didn't care where you came from as long as you proved yourself worthy. One that would take on any cat that was willing to serve him and take care of them for the rest of their lives, no matter what age. These cats wanted to rule the clans, but not in the way most would think. They wanted to bring order to the chaos, structure to the fake... Him and His Queen will one day rule the clans... in this life, or the next.