JPY1C2

Contacts, Power, and Flashbacks

Demeter lay silently in her bed, sleeping, and dreaming a wonderful dream. However, her dream was suddenly going to get much worse. Inside her dream, she was frolocking through a beautiful forest. Her arms were far above her head as she twirled in the gorgeous scene. The sun beat down on top of her, and she couldn't help but smile brightly. There was a strange but light breeze blowing through her fur. She smiled at the feeling and then decided to sit down. There was a small creek nearby with a stream flowing through it. She sat down at the edge of the creek and sighed at it's beauty. She had been in an incredibly good mood, ever since her sister, Bombalurina, came back to the yard. In her good dream, she put her paw in the water, and absent-mindedly began to draw doodles in the water. Somewhere in her haze, she began to hum to herself. When her body suddenly tensed, she opened her eyes and dropped her smile. Her good mood had abruptly faded and she had seemingly forgotted about it. She observed the forest and gasped. The sun had eeriely vanished and the sky grew dark. The leaves on the trees turned to ask and the tree trunks began to creak. The stream had dried up, everything looked to be dead or dying. Demeter knew she was foolish, but she began to weep for the dying forest. Then suddenly, it hit her, she didn't hear it or see it, but she felt it. A strange tremor of distress and overwhelming emotions in the air. But after a moment of feeling the strong power, she had heard a haunting whisper. ...Help me! NOOOO!... She screamed.
A hundred different images flooded her mind, and none of them were pretty. Demeter not only screamed at all of the images of what she was seeing, but could also feel the toms emotions, and feel what they were doing to him. She continued to scream in agony for what seemed like a lifetime. Suddenly, her dream had evaporated and she was back inside her den. She felt strong arms wrapped around her, rocking her, and making comforting shushing noises in her ear. She continued to cry, but subconsciously was greatful for the comfort. All the images kept coming to the forefront of her min, even though she was no longer dreaming. The awful images caused her to start crying harder. The shushing noises had gotten louder and when that didn't work, she heard light humming noises. Her sobbing was still loud but was slowly forgetting about all the bad images for the time being. She was rocked back and forth even after she had stopped crying. She knew that it couldn't hae been Bomba, since she didn't feel the scarlett queens bandages. Plus as she looked around her den that she had been sharing with Bomba for the last month, it seemed as though he sister had left hours ago. She turned around and stared into worried blue orbs.
Alonzo gave her a half smile,"Are...Are you alright?"
Demeter didn't answer, and instead posed her own question,"How did...why...what happened?"
Alonzo was still rocking her and had to catch himself, before he bagan to putt with her in his arms,"I was on my way to see Munkus,...when I heard screaming coming from your den. I rushed in afraid that you were in trouble..."
Demeter sighed sadly, and buried her head in the temporary comfort. It was a typical guardian response, although she was greatful that he was there comforting her after her dream, but he was a guardian. He and Munk both were, and would help and comfort any jellicle in trouble or sad. Not because they wanted to, but because it was part of their job as a guardian.
"Would...Would you like to talk about it?"
All the images came flooding back into the forefront of her mind and she began to cry again.
"I'll take that as a no..." He said softly.
Demeter could see flashed of the tom, not really what he looked like, but what was being done to him. The breaking of every bone in his body, and they had made sure that he stayed awake during every second of it. Getting stabbed, prodded, beaten, tortured, abused, and raped. Demeter swallowed hard at the next thing she remembered and gripped Alonzo tighter. He smoothly rubbed her back, not really knowing what else to do. She had seen them restrain him and pry open his mouth. Then she saw Macavity mouthing something, and then the image went back to the restrained tom. Demeter cried louder when she remembered them cutting out his tongue. Alonzo frowned knowing that Demeter had to be going through something more than just a bad dream. He rested his head on hers just trying to get as close as possible to her.
She sobbed against his chest,"So...S-So much...P-PAIN!!"
Alonzo restrained himself from crying with her, and instead purred in her ear. She tensed up at the sound of his purr, and though that maybe he actually wanted to comfort her. But she frowned asuming she was just another obligation to his job.
"I know...that I don't know what is going on, but I will always be here for you. If I can take away any of the pain, I'd do it in a heart beat." He cuddled her tighter in his arms,"Just sleep now. Don't think of the pain."
"NO-"
"Shhh...I'm not going anywhere, I'll be here when you wake up."
Demeter reluctantly nodded her head, but fought the urge to sleep, so she could cherish the feeling of his arms around her. However, not long after that she had fallen into a restless dream.
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Munk had left out the back way of the junkyard. He walked cautiously along the side of the tall buidling. The snow had melted since December, but the jellicles were certain that it would snow a few more times before February arrived. The silver tabby had been pulled aside a couple weeks after Bomba came back, but Admetus. He told Munk of Victor's anguish, and asked him if he'd sniff around. He knew that Victor might've just been upset and missing his brother George, but still asked Munk to go. The silver tabby always respected Admetus and gave him his word, that he'd go. And here he was crossing the street in hopes to dig up some information on a jellicle named George, who could possibly be already dead. Munk did think this was foolish, but kept repeating to himself that he was doing this for Admetus. He turned another corner and kept going straight until he was staring Ford Stadium inthe face. Ford Stadium used to be a baseball stadium for the Tigers, but ever since Comerica Park was built, Ford Stadium has been abandoned. Well of course, strange things did happen here, and this was one of the best places to get information. Munk entered silently, and then headed for the left wing. This was one of the places where the jellicles got their information, another good place they go is the Fox Theatre. They have contacts there who do the dirty work to gain information. Although, the contacts are neutral and give both jellicles and enforcers alike information on each other. They both know this but they're too valuable to get rid of. (According to Macavity anway. The jellicles only use violence as a last resort.) Munk walked up the steps and entered a small room quietly. He heard some crashes and loud shouts.
*Probably a mid-winter cleaning...* Munk laughed to himself.
"Skat!" A loud male hiss was heard.
Munk restrained himself from laughing, but couldn't hide his amused look. The tom was bent over flinging random object all over the room. It wasn't his home, even though he spent most of his time there as if it were. Today was Wednesday, and was the toms day to work the office. The office was indeed exceptionally messy that morning.
"Do you need help with anything?" Munk asked sincerely.
Startled, the tom spun around and his fur sponged out. He was an all black tome with extremely short hair. Even though all of his fur was sponged out, a jellicle would have to do a double take to even notice that his hair was standing up. Everytime the tom moved in the light his fur would sparkle, giving his black coat a strange indigo shine to it. He had two silver patches, one over his left eye, and the other on his right shoulder. When he did move in the light his silver fur had almost a white or platinum shine to it. His face was exotic in nature, much like the dark twins and the burmese sisters.
"Munkus!" He said with a big smile on his face. He looked around at the mess he had made,"Right, I got a little bored. Plus we are expecting a new shipment of supplies-"
"Courtesy of Macavity, no doubt."
The black tom smirked,"That's why I'm cleaning to make room for the new supplies." He pointed beside Munk,"That large pile of junk, is what it is junk, that I'm traching. And that...much smaller pile are things I'm keeping. So whenever your ready, dig in."
Munk joined the tom and saw a whole mess of junk left to sort out.
Munk picked up a pink brush with silver engraving on the back of it,"Is there something you are not telling me, Baralai?"
Baralai chuckled,"Not at all. That's Espearia's brush. She'd kill me if I trashed that."
Munk smirked as he tossed it into the keep pile.
Baralai picked up a few more trinkets and threw them into the trash,"So how's things with the red queen?"
Munk held up another item,"I see word travels fast."
"Trash it. Well when you are in my kind of business, it's hard not to learn these things."
Munk shrugged, with a collection of pens and pencils in his paw,"I don't know...I can't forget what she did to me, but she's been through so much. The problem is, is that I'm not sure if I can forgive her. Doesn't that sound terrible, after the whole ordeal she's been through?"
"Trash that. I suppose that is bad. I heard of rather found out what had happened to her, it was bad. What happened to her friend was worse."
"Are you sure you want to trash this? Her friend, I heard that he died."
He nodded,"Yes, I'm sure. The pens are all dried up, and we're getting pencils in our shipment next week. It was said and recorded that he died, but word on the street is that he somehow survived and is living a low profile, reclusive life now. And as for Bomba, keep your distance for now, but you should talk to her."
Munk's upper lip twitched into a smile as he trashed the utensils,"Is that so, do you happen to know his name? Bomba never told us."
"Oh keep those. His name, I beleive was Andy...Addy...Metius..."
The silver tabby's eyes went wide,"Admetus?"
"Yes! That was it," Baralai eyed him,"Why do you know him?"
Munk frowned and shook his head quickly. He knew and respected Baralai, but knew the black tom would tell Macavity of Admetus, if Macavity should ever find out that he wasn't dead. And Admetus was his friend and didn't want anything bad to happen to Admetus.
"No, I just caught on to the name you were trying to think of. What about this?"
"I don't quite believe you, but alright. I assume you really didn't come here to idly chit-chat and help clean."
He glanced more closely at the object Munk was holding,"Hmm...I think that's also Espearia's. Keep it, just in case it's important to her."
Munk nodded,"You are right, I came here for some information." 'What happened to her friend was worse,' popped into the guardians mind,"This'll be a double. Since I'm curious about something else."
"No problem." Baralai mused,"But I don't always have the answers. I'll give you as much information as I can."
"Fair enough,"Munk stated, holding up some disgusting looking cloths.
"Definitely trash that."
Munk sneered in disgust,"Ugh, how long has this been in here?"
"You don't want to know,"Baralai chuckled.
Munk shook his head,"Back to the conversation at hand...Do you have any information on Admetus before his recorded 'death'?"
The black tom frowned,"I'm assuming that that's what you're curious about. I'm not going to tell you details, because it was just that bad. Espearia was the one who got the information on him. She vomited all day that day, and couldn't stop crying over the tom for two or three weeks."
Munk's lips had gotten more pouty and the tom totally clammed up.
So Baralai continued,"I can tell you this,...Macavity, as you know, has his collection of females and males alike that he loves to play with. You know, torture, interrogate, abuse, rape, whatever he feels like just to make his 'toys' or 'dolls' even more miserable than they already are."
"He was one of them?" Munk gasped out.
The black tom shook his head,"No, not one of them...He was the top one. Macavity's all time favorite, out of both genders. Espearia also found out something about his so called death. His enforcers had taken Admetus for a ritual torture session, no to kill him, but one of his enforcers, we are not sure which one, had hit him in the wrong place a bit too hard, therefore believing him to be dead. When Macavity found out he was pissed, and I mean PISSED! He killed the enforcer responsible, then he promoted a trainee enforcer into the spot of the deceased enforcer that he killed. But Espearia had dug a little deeper, and what she found out made her curious. Apparaently, Macavity had bigger plans for Admetus. If he is dead, then he's lucky. If he's not and Macavity finds out, then it won't matter where that tom is or where he goes...Macavity will find him."
Munk's body tensed, but nodded his head. Baralai was completely right, if informed of Admetus fake death, the ginger tom would eventually find him, especially if Admetus was his favorite. He swallowed hard, shaking his head.
*If Macavity did come to find Admetus, then we'll be ready for him. I won't let anything else happen to him.*
He looked up and was met with an amused face. Munk let out nervous chuckles,"I wouldn't want to be Admetus...if he's alive, I mean."
He cleared his throat and grew serious,"Baralai, I don't know if this is in your alley, so if it's not, then I'm sorry if I'm about to waste your time."
He nodded,"I'm keeping that...it's alright Munkus. It's the least I can do for your help."
Munk sighed,"One of our younger members, Victor, was found on the train alone by Skimble and brought to the yard. He had a bad dream last month, and that's when we learned that he had a brother. Apparently, he was abandoned with Victor on the train, but according to Victor just suddenly disappeared. I'm guessing I should...trash this..."
Baralai chuckled,"I don't even know what that is...so yeah. Victor...is he the brown tabby?"
"Yes, he is,"Munk noted,"Well his bad dream was about his brother and ever since then he's convinced that his brother is in come kind of pain or trouble."
Baralai trashed a few more items, before Munk continued,"If you have any information on this tom, please, tell me. He is a half year older than Victor, and Victor is three. According to Victor's description, he is a white tabby tom with some brown accents, and his name is George."
At the mention of the name, Baralai had completely stopped what he was doing. In doing so the glass globe fell out of his paw and shattered into a hundred different pieces. "SKAT!" He growled in fury,"That was Espearia's favorite trinket! She is so going to kill me."
Munk, at any other time, would have laughed at his clumsiness and his ordeal. But seeing his reaction to the name George, scared him in a way.
"So he didn't just disappear and die. You know of him, or at least what happened to him."
Baralai had gone to get a small broom and then returned with it ready in his paw. He began to sweep the glass to the trash pile,"I know of him. He's at the empire...he was just another nameless cat to torture and eventually kill for entertainment." He paused, but didn't meet Munkustraps eyes, he was hesitant to continue, but decided to. "But something happened to cause him...to become a rapid favorite of...Endrance."
"Endrance?"
Baralai grimly nodded his head,"He works for Macavity, he's the top 'Mystic'. He's very soft spoken, sadistic, cold-hearted, and cocky as hell."
Munk frowned,"Just great..."
"George is still alive, as far as I can tell, but last I heard was in bad shape. If you go to him...I'd bring some mystical backup, otherwise, you will fail and become a prisioner yourself."
Munk shrugged,"Who do I know that is a powerful mystic? The dark twins and Cassandra are fairly new to their power...and Mistoffelees just found out he has powers and doesn't even know how to use them yet."
"Well bring the dark twins and Cassandra along, I'm sure that they can help in some small way."
"But-"
"And as for needing a powerful mystic, I got one, Chaos. Now don't get me wrong, Chaos is very evil and can't be trusted. Under normal circumstances he wouldn't help you."
"Well then, I can't wait. Sign me up for my doom,"Munk spoke smiling.
"Do I sense sarcasm?" Baralai grinned,"However, I have some dirt on him. Meet him a block away from the backside of Comerica Park, and tell him I sent you. If he still won't agree, say semi-semi-alpha-foxtrot. It's the code for his 'file'. He'll help you then."
Munk nodded,"Alright, I trust you. Thank you."
He shook his head,"No, thank you. This mess is almost completely sorted out, It would've taken me forever without your help."
"Good luck facing Espearia's wrath."
He let out an amused bellow,"And good luck, tonight."
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Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie turned down a street off of Woodward Avenue. Rumpleteazer gasped in delight at all the homes that the two jellicles faced. Around Rumpleteazers waist, was a small pouch carrying all of their lock picks and other tools they use when stealing. Jerrie dragged his feet as he followed an enthusiastic Teazer. Jerrie was skeptical at first, about stealing that day, since he wasn't exactly feeling well. But she insisted so bad and so much that Jerrie just had to agree.
"The second house...the one wi'h the pink bunnah ournament out front."
Jerrie gazed at the house and nearly chuckled,"Bunnah? No Teazah, tha' ain't no bunnah. Tha' is ah pink flahmingo."
She shrugged,"Well wa'evah it is, it's uglah. Le's go, Jerrah."
Jerrie nodded and followed Teazer around to the back. She stuck her tongue out in concentration as she dug around the pouch looking for the lock-pick set. "Jerrah, lift meh up."
She cluctched the lock-pick in her paw, just as Jerrie lifted her onto his shoulders. There was no car in the driveway, so they knew no humans would be home. It was then that another flashback hit Jerrie about his past. He thought that he was over everything, but for some reason, flashback after flashback kept hitting him increasingly that day.
                                                                                           ~*FLASHBACK*~
A very young Mungojerrie walked down the long hallway, cautious not to run into any suspiscious fellows. He then dashed passed the busiest and biggest hallway to make it to the stairway. Unbeknowest to him, one tom had seen him, on very tall and muscular tom had seen him; and decided to follow him. Jerrie made his way up the stairs slowly. As he got closer and closer to his destination, he grew more and more uncertain. He was a young kitt and wanted to be with his parents, though he was told that his mother died giving birth to him. He knew of his father, that he was big and scary, but that didn't stop him from wanting to seem him. Still, everytime he planned to go see him he got real nervous. He finally made it to the first basement floor and entered another long hallway. They were at Macavity's empire, which was located underground, underneath Comerica Park. All of the many layers of Macavity's empire were located underground. They did venture through the stadium, above ground, but usually when it wasn't busy and when there was no one there. The whole thing practically belonged to Macavity, who was wanted for practically every crime possible. Jerrie reached his father's door, but before he could knock or enter, he was knocked down. He looked up at his attacker dizzily, and gasped in shock. He was very tall, muscular, all black tom with red eyes. His name was Hades and he was the first ranking enforcer. Jellicles who knew the story of the Rumpus cat, always commented that Hades had to be the Rumpus Cat's evil twin brother. Jerrie attempted to stand up to run away, but Hades grabbed the back of his head and pulled hard. The young kitten cried out in pain as some of his fur was pulled out of his scalp. All of Mungojerrie's senses were very sensitive, which in turn would lead him to become the best jellicle thief. He inhaled and smelt the faint smell of blood, before Hades had roughly turned him around to his face.
"What are you doing up here, kitt? Macavity can't be bothered by a pathetic kitt like you."
Mungojerrie winced when the enforcer kneed him in the gut. Jerrie cried when Hades slammed him up against Macavity's door and then slashed a seep cut into the toms back. Jerrie curled up in a defensive ball on the floor, as the enforcer repeatedly kicked him. Beaten, bloodied, bruised, cut, and crying, Hades left him.
"Next time I see you come up here to see Macavity, I won't be going easy on you,"Hades yelled down the hall before completely disappearing.
Jerrie shivered as he continued to cry from the pain he was in. After awhile, Macavity's door opened and the ginger cat let out an unusual sound. Jerrie was in so much pain, emotionally and physically, that he wasn't sure if his father let out a groan or a growl, or something completely different. Macavity had scooped the tom in his arms, and then that was when Jerrie fell unconscious.
                                                                                                 ~*END*~
Mungojerrie let out a groan and struggled to keep his balance. Rumpleteazer's fur sponged as she gripped the door handle.
She let out a startled hiss,"Pay ahttention, Jerrah. Oi ahlmost fell!"
"Sorrah, Teazh." He gripped her ankles more tightly.
She closed one eye as she crammed the lock-pick into the lock. There was a whole bunch of twisting and turning as well as Teazer sticking her tongue out in concentration. After the loud CLICK, Teazer turned the knob and then jumped down from Jerrie's shoulders. The two cats eased their way into the home, smirking. The house wasn't much to look at on the outside, but there were some nice things on the inside.
"Ya look fah food, Oi'll go ahftah the trinkets."
"Loike ahlways,"Jerrie sighed.
Jerrie entered into the kitchen and Teazer walked in search of the bedrooms. It was a one floor home, and was a decent sized home at that. Teazer rubbed her paws together mischievously once she found the master bedroom. She knew that the humans were out, but she still entered the room cautiously. She glanced from left to right in search of something in particular. Her eyes lit up when she noticed a smaller dresser that had a chair in the middle of it and a decent sized mirror on top of the dresser.
"Perfect,"Teazer licked her lips.
She jumped onto the chair, which wasn't fully pushed back under the dresser, and then jumped on top of the dresser. She spent a few moments to check herself out in the mirror and grinned at what she saw.
"Oi am one hot lookin' queen!" She purred.
Then, her attention was back to looking around the dresser.
"Ah-ha! Oi found ya!" She chimed.
A small box was located beside the mirror, it was a jewelry box. Teazer opened it up and began to sort through the different peices of jewelry.
"Nah...too uglah...blah...too gawdy...no...uglah again...ack! Who would even wear thes?" She tossed that aside with a disgusted look on her face. When she turned back to the box, her eyes began to sparkle. She held up a pearl necklace, with a deep purr resonating from her throat. She squealed in delight as she checked herself in the mirror again, with that necklace around her neck. Although Jerrie was in the kitchen, he could hear the squeal clear as day. He smiled to himself, with a handful of food bundled in his arms. He was sure that this food would last them for awhile. His incredibly short good mood faded as a forgotten memory of his past came to the front of his mind.
                                                                                          *~FLASHBACK~*
Jerrie was wandering through the empire aimlessly. He was still a young, very young, kitten, since it had only been four months since his encounter with Hades. He had abided by Hades threat and hadn't gone up to see his father, Macavity, since. But things were getting difficult since a need to see his father grew stronger. He tried harder and harder not to see him since he knew that Hades always had a close watch over him. After while, and a bad dream, Jerrie just had to see his father, and made his way up the stairs to reach him. Once he reached the top he dashed down the long hallway in the direction of Macavity's room. He knew that Hades would be up there any moment to beat him worse then before. Although, he thought if he could make it to Macavity's before Hades got up there he'd be safe. Of course, fate wasn't kind to Jerri, and Jerrie just wasn't that lucky. As soon as he reached the door, Hades paw landed panfully on the calico's shoulder. His claws dug into Jerrie skin, and Jerrie let out a small whimper.
"It was just a matter of time before you came back up here. I was surprised you lasted four months."
He spun Jerrie around, creating a bigger, deeper cut in the kittens shoulder. Jerrie gasped at the cut and at what he saw. Hades had brought backup, the other enforcers: Satin, Abaddon, and Lilth
"I thought I told you this already kitt. Leave Macavity alone, he's too busy and important to deal with the likes of you!" Hades snarled.
There was a strange handsomeness to the kitten, and Hades licked his lips without breaking eye contact. He was going to beat this kitt to death, and everyone, everyone, was going to enjoy it. Jerrie shuddered under the older toms intense gaze. Satisfied, Hades looked to the other enforcers and nodded his head. They surrounded him before the second ranking enforcer, Satin spoke up. He was the very mirror image of Hades, only his eyes were an amber color.
"Now we are going to teach youa lesson about respecting and obeying your fellow authority given masters."
Abaddon and Lillith came at him and shoved him up against the wall. Abaddon was the third ranking enforcer, and was a black and white tabby. Lilth, the fourth ranking enforcer, and the only girl, was a large, all silver, muscular queen. That's when it hit Jerrie, what was about to happen to him and he struggled in their grasp. It was no use though, he was just a kitten and they were big muscular enforcers; there was just no way.
Satin took ahold of Lilith's side,"I've got it here, Lilith. Get it started...I think he needs a womans touch. Hades wants the kitt to enjoy himself."
Jerrie's eyes went wide, and he started to shake his head no. Lilith snapped her index claw out and grinned evilly.
She lightly traced her claw down Jerrie's cheek, drawing a little blood,"With pleasure."
Harshly, she pressed her lips to Jerries and forced her tongue into his mouth. He moaned out, and desperately tried to struggle against her, against them, but to no avail. She smirked against his mouth and pulled away,"That was just too easy."
Jerrie was blushing as he gasped for breath.
"He's finally ready, Hades,"Abaddon grinned cracking his knuckles, he was going to love breaking the bones of this kitt.
"Good. I call dibs first. Beating them, especially this kitt, will bring my pleasure."
Satin and Abaddon nodded their heads, but Hades caught Abaddon's look,"Now now, Abaddon...You'll get your turn, but I go first, it's my right, anyway."
Jerrie sobbed, scared of what was going to happen, and still feeling the effects of that kiss, and then knowing there was no way to stop these enforcers. "NOOOOOOO!!!"Jerrie screamed. Hades had growled as he gripped Jerrie's throat in a tight grip.
"What is going on out here?"
They all snapped their attention to the tall ginger tom walking their way.
The enforcers smirked,"We were just teaching this kitt a little lesson: to obey his masters."
Macavity raised an eyebrow,"Is that so?"
Hades grinned releasing Jerries throat,"If you'd rather teach him, we'd be glad to hold him down for you."
Macavity looked down at the red and golden calico and then back to his enforcers. An evil grin replaced the blank face that he usually wears.
"Sure, what's the runts name?"
Hades shrugged,"Just a nameless nobody, sir."
That earned them all a satisfied look from Macacvity. Jerrie was too shocked by the situation to even utter a sound. Plus he was still heaving for the air that Hades took from him in that death grip. However, he whimpered, when Macavity gripped his injured shoulder. Not a second later, Jerrie heard a painful screech and was surprised to learn that the awful scream was coming from himself. All that he could focus on was the incredible pain. He couldn't remember much, most of it was a haze, but he felt claws, punches, and kicks. On top of all that, he was still panting from the kiss, he was enjoying being beat up? The pain lasted for an eternity to Jerrie, but in reality was much shorter. Finally, Jerrie remembered the enforcers dropping their hold on him, and then felt Macavity pulling him off towards his room.
"What are you doing? If you don't mind me asking, boss,"Hades asked.
Macavity growled,"I am going to kill and dispose of him myself. You'll be wise not to question me again. Understood?"
Stiffening, they nodded their heads and decided to leave. Lilith had then pressed up against Macavity's side, and he raised an eyebrow in response.
"I got him all excited before hand sir, he quite enjoyed it...have fun." She whispered, and then too left.
"Bast!" Macavity swore under his breath.
He dragged Jerrie into his room and slammed the door behind him He had to let himself go into the void, otherwise he would'nt have been able to beat his son. The calico didn't even look like his son anymore, as Jerrie fell limp to the ground. He wasn't dead, he was just barely alive. His son trembled on the floor and flinched when Macavity made one move near him. He barely had ime to toss his head away from Jerrie, before he threw up on the floor.
After his wretching, Macavity wiped his mouth,"Oh gawd, Jerrie."
Jerrie lay there still in shock, but there were tears running down his face.
Macavity couldn't bare to look at his son, and therefore looked away,"J-Jerrie...we've got to get you in the back room there." He pointed,"T-Theres a bathtub. It'll sting, but we need to clean you, otherwise all those...nasty cuts will get infected."
He had done this to his son, what right did he have now to even speak to him. Jerrie ws slowly trying to move, and shakily, Macavity helped his son to his feet, without looking at him, and lead him to the bathtub. He sat Jerrie on the stool, who flopped backwards, leaning against the wall behind it. Macavity frowned, as he grabbed a spongey material, turned on the water, and poured the soap onto the material. He took a few deep breaths to regain his compsure enough to look at his son, to clean him. With some in tow, he spun on his heel, and applied the sponge to Jerrie's body. The frightened calico hoarsed out a scream, but was so in pain couldn't move. Macavity jerked back, swore again, rinsed the blood from the sponge, poured some new soap on it, and then pressed it back to one of Jerrie's cuts.
"No.."Jerrie whimpered. "Please..." He was begging Macavity.
Though Macavity wasn't sure if the recent event was just creeping up on him and he was begging him to stop beating him, or if he was begging him to stop putting soapy water on him.
"Shh...Jerrie, please, hold still. I have to clean you." He started again and met little resistance.
He had to be strong though, especially when he heard all the groans and whimpers flow out of his sons mouth. His son ws still crying, and this was just something he wasn't sure his son could live with, he, he would have to bury this memory later. Finally, he disposed of the bloodied sponge, into the nearest trash bin, and wiped at his eyes.
*Gawd, I'm....I'm CRYING!!!???*
This had to end. He couldn't bare to see his son like this, and he couldn't openly tell them he was his son, that'd more or less make things worse for Jerrie. "Jerri-iee.." Macavity was having difficulty with this, and knew his son might not recover, not emotionally anyway. He had to find a mystic with basic healing capabilities. One that was good enough to heal Jerrie and push this memory to the back of his mind, and one that Macavity could get rid of shortly afterwards. He saw Jerrie stiffen and his eyes panic, and Macavity's face fell. What did he expect anyway?
"Jerrie, please...Look at me."
It was true that Macavity didn't speak with an accent. An elderly queen, who had a cockney accent, had raised Jerrie, and that's where he gets it. It was even possible that that elderly queen was Rumpleteazers grandmother.
Jerrie gasped through his sobs,"Wha' does it mattah? Yah jus' goin' ta kill meh, anywah."
Macavity chocked out a few more sobs, and frowned. He was trying so hard to remain strong, to remain in control. Weakly, he made his way to Jerrie, without looking him in the eye. He crwaled onto the stool behind Jerrie, balancing them together.
Then he wrapped Jerrie in his arms, gentley, careful not to upset his aching injured body,"No son...I'm not going to kill you. I wouldn't even consider it."
Jerrie though stunned and scared at first, had automatically curled into his fathers embrace and sobbed,"Daddah!"
Macavity rocked them back and forth as they both continued to cry. That was the last time he ever saw his father.
                                                                                                  *~END~*
Jerrie crumpled to the floor sniffling. He dropped the food to the side of him and he felt very sick. Even in his haze, he had enough sense to avoid the food.
"Ey Jerrah. Oi knowit's ah little big, but tell meh. Wha' do ya thin'?" She gasped just as he threw his had to the side, away from the food, and vomited. "Jerrah? W-W...Wha's wrong?"
He wiped his mouth and shakily stood unto his feet. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes, but he desperately faught the urge to cry.
"Yah...yah scarin' meh, Jerrah."
Jerrie clutched his stomach and his head, dizzy and ready to throw up again. He knew why his father did it, it was either beat your son to a bloody pulp, or sit back and watch four cats you barely trust do it for you. He knew why, he even understood, and knew he'd probably do the same if he was in Macavity's position, but the thought nauseated him to no end. That, and the fact that he seemed to have enjoyed being beaten, he supposed he understood that that wasn't his fault either, but it still made him queasy. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer, as he dropped his head and cried.
Teazer went wide-eyed seeing Jerrie cry, so suddenly and so bad. "Aw Jerrah..." She put her paw on his shoulder, and gasped.
As soon as he felt her paw touch him, he drew back and hissed.
"Jerrah, please, tell meh wha-"
"NO! Oi...Oi...can't...Yah don't...wouldn' undahstand...Jus..Jus...get awah from meh!" He shoved passed her and out the door.
He had to get away, he needed to get away, so he ran as fast and as far away as he could.
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Bombalurina walked, rather drunkenly, due to her injuries, through the junkyard. Even though she had been at the junkyard for over a month now she was still getting used to it. She was travelling through the yard, just remembering every inch that she possibly could. She held her good paw out and ran it along the dens, that she passed by, to savor the feel of it. She neared the square, and saw the jellicle leader sitting on the tire. Tugger was flaunting his stuff, as always, and Bomba noticed that he had the attention of three distinct female kittens. Viccy, the all white short-hair, Ecetera, Victoria's over excited younger sister, and white tabby, and Electra, the rust tortieshell cat. She also saw Admetus sitting on the tire beside Old Deuteronomy. He seemed to have pretty much coped with being around the other jellicles and their style of life. However, when Old Deuteronomy put his paw around Admetus, Bomba noticed the tom wince slightly at the contact, and she frowned knowingly. Gilbert was nearby flying through the air on a flying trapeeze. It was still very cold out, and the blac, rust, and white calico was just trying to warm up. Tumblebrutus, and Pouncival were rough-housing on the ground in front of Old Deuteronomy. Skimble was also there, but being hounded by all four elders; Jennyanydots, Jellylorum, Asparagus Jr., and Gus. Up on the car, the dark twins sat with Cassandra. Exotica was sprawled out on the trubk of the car, she too was eying Tugger. Gradually, Bombalurina made it into the square and noticed something she did not before. Inside the oven, Victor was curled up in a tight ball with dried tear tracks on his cheeks. She knew how unstable she was and used the side of the bed frame to lean on. She closed her eyes, trying not to think of the pain, and to catch her balance. She nearly jumped when another paw touched her, but relaxed when she saw who it was.
There was an instant smile on her face,"Addy...I..I mean, Admetus."
He bit his lip at the short name, but smiled,"I thought you could use some help."
She nodded just as he moved her so she would be leaning on him, instead of the bed frame.
"Just a few more months, and I'll be as good as new." She said in a light tone.
"I'll help you in any way."
She smirked,"I know."
Tugger had his arms looped around Electra, and Etcetera, and Viccy was being carried on his back. She had her arms gracefully around his neck in a way that wouldn't choke the tom. "Hey look,"He pointed to Bomba and Admetus,"Its a walking mummy."
Bomba growled at Tugger,"If I was feeling better, I'd rearrange some body parts."
Tugger snorted,"It's been, what? Four years? Glad ou haven't lost your sense of humor, red."
She still held Tugger at a glare.
"And" He faked a gasp,"You're already whoring your body?!"
Bomba would've burst into anger, if it weren't for Admetus rubbing her arm and saying relaxing and encouraging things in her ear.
"At least I go for those my own age."
Tugger decided not encouraging her by not responding to her statement, and instead turned his attention to Admetus,"Well, at least you still pick the good-looking toms." Tugger frowned at his three princesses,"Excuse me, ladies. I'll be back with you three in a few."
"Okay!" They cheered and left to join in Tumble and Pounce's wrestling match.
Bomba looked at him questionably,"What are you up to Tugger?"
Tugger shrugged as he gave Admetus a hard glance. Admetus shuddered, he had known that look, he KNEW that look far too well. Tugger licked his lips, and Admetus tried to stop his body from trembling.
Bomba sensed what was coming and shook her head,"Tugger, don't...that's not a good idea."
"What? The Tugger can stop to notice a good looking tom, just as well as a good looking queen."
Admetus snorted, he tried to get off of the subject, and besides only Bomba and Cassie knew, to his knowledge, and he wanted to keep it that way.
"Well thanks for the compliment, Tugger."
"You don't get off that easy."
Bomba hastily let go of Admetus, when she saw Tugger rush at them. Tugger grabbed Admetus by the waist, before Admetus had time to react, and causually placed his leg in between Admetus' legs. The silver toms body began to tremble, remembering all the times that the enforcers, and Macavity, had treated him the exact same way, only with more violence; still he didn't want to make a scene by hurting Tugger.
"Ah, Admetus you're trembling. Is it because I'm such an intimidating lover?"
"Tugger!!"
"What, pops?" Tugger was annoyed by the interuption.
"That is inappropriate." Old Deuteronomy said sternly.
Tugger chuckled,"Really? I remember a time when you were younger. You were quite the flirt with queens and toms. And...I beleive I heard that you and Gus were lovers for awhile...and that you two still care about one another."
The three younger elders gasped and looked to Gus and Old Deuteronomy. Both Gus and Old Deuteronomy shrugged their shoulders and snickered. Tugger went back to the subject at hand, pressing his body against Admetus'. Admetus' mouth dropped open a little bit, but his eyes were becoming enraged.
*He's not an enforcer. He's NOT an enforcer!*
Bomba looked worried for Admetus, but didn't want to get caught in the cross fire. At that moment, Munkustrap came in from the east and Alonzo dragging a shooken up Demeter from the west. Bomba and Munk had been avoiding each other since she arrived back at the yard. The scarlett calico went up to Munk, but didn't know what to say to him.
"Hey Munk...Munkus."
He took a quick scan of the square,"I don't have time for this Bombie...Bomba. Tugger, NO!"
Tugger had gripped Admetus' butt,"You and me, should definitely go and have some fun."
Admetus' body was violently shaking, but that had topped the cake. He pushed Tugger away from him so hard, that Tugger was laying on the ground. Tugger gazed at Admetus with fear and confusion. Not because Admetus had knocked him down, that his fur was sponged, that he was baring his teeth hissing at Tugger, but because of the hate in Admetus' eyes.
Munk came up slowly,"Admetus...my friend, are...of course you arent. Will you be okay?"
He lightly touched Admetus and then instantly regretted it.
"D-DON'T...Touch me." He left the square in a hurry, with Bomba trying to catch up to him,"Wait, Add...Admetus."
Munk grabbed Tugger and helped him up,"You never listen, do you?"
Tugger frowned,"What's his problem? Everyone loves getting attention from me."
Munk looked around knowing all ees were on him,"Ummm...it's a long story, but I'm not going to talk about Admetus' personal life."
Munk looked back to where Bomba and Admetus were, and then shook his head at the strange feeling.
The dark twins locked eyes with a weird look.
*Did you feel that Coricopat?*
*I did, but...what was it?*
*I do not know.*
"Munkus, son, you seem troubled by something."
He nodded and glanced a little too long at Victor,"I am, father."
Victor knew the look and began to sob harder. Munk turned back to Old Deuteronomy with his head low, upset that he had made victor cry.
"I have just come from seeing Baralai. He told me some rather disturbing news involving...George."
Each jellicle had their own gasp of surprise, or look of concern. Tugger, who had been in a playful but somewhat pissed mood, instantly changed. Whatever concerned one of his boys, his friends, concerned him. He went straight to Victor and let the kitt cry against his vest. Old Deuteronomy, since he was the leader, made an effort to know all of the jellicles, and their problems, but not their private life. Of course with Jenny always around it wasn't too much of an effort. The leader nodded, to alert Munk to continue.
"Anyway, Baralai and I have come up with a plan to save George, but we'll have to go tonight. We'd be breaking into their main mystic section, so I would need Tantomile, Coricopat, and Cassandra. I'd also ask Alonzo, Skimble, and Gilbert to assit me, just in case we run into enforcers."
Old Deuteronomy sighed,"We've had Victor for awhile now, meaning they've had George for quite some time as well. Do we know the toms status?"
"Baralai wouldn't tell me, but he said the tom was in bad shape."
"Aye lad, ye know I'd love ta come with ye, but I'm not much fer fightin'...especially up against an enforcer."
"It is highly unlikely that we'll face an enforcer, but if we do we'd more than likely rescue Goerge and escap, with the more jellicles we have."
"Munkus is right, but I'd never want to put you in harms way against your will. If you truly do not wish to go, we can get someone else. Munkus, I do believe you should take Admetus with you as well."
Munk quickly shook his head,"No! I...no, he's been through alot...today."
"Hmmm...well how about Plato?"
Gilbert who was no longer flying through the air and was standing up beside Munk, shook his head,"Plato caught a cold, he's been sentenced to Jelly's den for the next week."
Tugger sighed,"I'll go...and with me going, goldie better go as well."
"Goldie? Well, I'll go, but ye should refrain from thae name callin'."
"I'll take that under advisement." Tugger said.
Munk smirked,"Alright were ready to go. Are you three?"
Cassandra came down off of the car with the dark twins following behind her,"We are ready, guardian."
*Yes, but I'm not sure how much of a help we will be.*
*There may be mystics there, so our power won't even match up to that.*
"Don't worry about that for now,"Munk said thoughtfully.
"Leader! Leader!" Mistoffelees shouted.
He rushed into the square with Rumpleteazer curled against his side. The white tiger tabber was crying, hysterically.
"What is wrong, Teazer?" Tugger asked, before Old Deuteronomy had the chance to. She rushed into Tuggers arms crying.
"Mistoffelees..."
The tuxedo tom shrugged,"I don't really know. I didn't catch all of it." He frowned,"I may be wrong, but I beleive she said something along the lines that Jerrie was sick, and ran away."
The leader shared in his frown,"Well, we'll deal with him later, I promise Teazer. Right now, Munkus, you take your group out."
"Understood,"He said as they left, leaving Teazer crying back in Mistoffelees arms.
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"So is old Baralai going to be helping us?"
Munk rolled his eyes at Tugger,"Old? Baralai is younger than you, and definitely would have a fit if he ever found out you called him old. And no, he's helped out enough. Besides, he's probably getting an earfull from Espearia."
Alonzo snickered, he and Munk were the only two who have ever seen the contacts, everyone else just knows of them.
"Espearia? What did Baralai do now?"
Munk smiled,"He broke her glass globe...it was-"
"Her favorite." Alonzo finished.
Once again the sark twins locked eyes, and caught the look Cassandra was making.
*Did you sense it too, Cassie?*
Cassandra looked to Coricopat confused
# Yes. What was it? #
*That's hard to explain...well we really can't. We don't know what exactly it is that we are feeling from them.*
*But we can assure you that this feeling is out of this world.*
"So 'ow is this supposed tae work? Ah sly entrance, break him out, 'n run like 'ell? Or ah distraction, while thae other's grab George 'n run."
"That sounds like a good plan."
"Which one, Munkus?"
"The one with the distraction."
Skimble gave Alonzo a brief stare,"Thanks Alonzo, but I was askin' Munkus."
Munk shrugged,"Alonzo read my mind...That was the one I was refering to."
Skimble sighed,"Alright, but whose going tae be the distraction? 'N how are they going tae get out once the main priority has left the buildin'?"
Munk groaned,"I guess I'll ask for volunteer's to put themselves in such a dangerous role, but I will need the dark twins, and Cassandra with me when we go to get George. And as for getting out...I'm sure it'll all come together in the end."
"In other words, you don't know." Tuggers tail swayed.
""Not exactly, but this was short notice and was going to be risky anyway."
Gilbert was up front with Munk, but had stopped suddenly, fur all out, and teeth barring.
"What's wrong with fuzzball?"
Gilbert usually shot back at Tuggers nicknames, but had said nothing. He swallowed hard and finally found words,"Whose that?"
They all looked up ahead, and felt a strange vibe the same vibe that caused Gilbert to go into defensive mode. A silver tom stood there with black tabby markings. He also had a scarlett mane, and scarlett tuffs. He didn't look too happy, but instead looked very evil. Still, he looked calm and the others didn't sense any back up around anywhere. The tom was a teenager, almost an adult, by the looks of it. He raised an eyebrow at the rather large group of jellicles headed his way. He observed them and noticed the silver tabby at the head of the group, with a strong posture. He just assumed that he was the leader of the group.
He sighed as he pinpointed Munkustrap,"So what's this all about? Baralai was a little vague on the details."
"You're Chaos?"
The tom acted bored,Yeah, yeah, let's just skip the formalities. What am I doing here? If I have to get free nip for all of you, then you can just screw that. I'll be charging you all, and I don't care what the little prick says about his little favor."
"Do we...look like druggies to you?"
"He sure does."
Tugger hissed, but before he could lunge at Chaos, Munkustrap stopped him. "You may be all high and mighty kitt, but sooner or later your mouth is going to get you in trouble."
Chaos smiled at Tugger,"Highly unlikely."
Skimble had clamed down Gilbert a bit, but it was obvious that the calico was still leary. The dark twins had Cassandra in between them, just in front, making a sort of protective triad, and reguard Chaos with questioning stares.
Alonzo could sence the tabby's feelings and patted Munks arm,"Come on Tugger, you can blow off some steam once we get inside." He then took Tugger off of Munk's paws.
Munk faced Chaos,"Here's the deal. We are here to get George out of Endrance's care to bring him back to the yard, and we need inside help...your help."
Chaos cracked a smile, but was soon laughing hysterically. The group didn't look pleased, but kepy their mouths shut.
After his laughing stopped he turned, eerily, completely serious,"From Endrance? No freaking way, you're all crazy. I'm out of here, what a waste of time."
"But yout favor to Baralai."
"He can keep it. Endrance is crazy, no one, even one as skilled as I, would even consider going against him. Do yourselves a favor and go home, unless you want to get tortured, but let me tell you, it's not pretty."
Munk crossed his arms,"You will help us."
"Oh? And what makes you so sure? If I do help you, what makes you so sure I won't betray you?"
Munk smirked,"Semi-Semi-Alpha-Foxtrot."
Chaos pouted,"Knew that would come and bite me on the ass one day. So Endrance huh? Well I love a challenge."
He glanced at the group and they all started walking towards Comerica Park.
Chaos sighed,"So since we are doing a 'rescue' mission. I suppose we should all get acquainted."
Munk shrugged,"Munkustrap. This-"
"Munkus, okay, gotcha."
Alonzo growled,"You only call him Munkustrap."
Chaos smirked,"And your mate, what's his name?"
Munk looked pissed, but spoke calmly,"His name is Alonzo."
"The druggie there?"
Tugger hissed,"You are going to die a horrible death...one day."
Chaos began tsking the leopard tom,"You really shouldn't threaten a mystic...especially one has powerful as me."
Tugger snarled,"That's it! You and me, with no powers. And then see how tough you are."
"ENOUGH! We need to save George, so just suck it up and learn to work together with Chaos...for George, alright Tugger?"
He folded his arms, but there wasn't another peep out of him.
Chaos nodded,"Rum Tum Tugger, the tom who will screw any cat..."
Tugger growled,"Except you."
Chaos decided to ignore him,"And goldie there?"
Skimble scouffed,"Goldie!!?? Thae names Skimbleshanks."
"Ah right, the "Railway" cat, and spongey, what's his name?"
"G...G-Gilbert."
Chaos grinned,"Well Gilbert relax. I don't bite." He carefully observed the last three. "That just leaves you three. Care to drop your mental conversation and join ours?"
Tantomile glared,"How rude."
"Relax honey, you know you like it."
Coricopat and Cassandra placed comforting paws on Tantomile.
Calmly, Coricopat spoke,"Her name is Tantomile, I am Coricopat, and the burmese here is Cassandra."
Chaos took in the sight of the burmese,"Cassandra, huh?"
He stopped just in front of her, bowing. Sweetly, he took her paw in his and kissed the back of it. She pulled away quickly in disgust. The memories she got from Bombalurina a month ago, came back to her mind. He was the one who inserted the mental beacon, block, inside the scarlett queens mind. Not to mention, he had done awful thing to Admetus as well. he glanced at her curiously.
She scowled at him,"You are not a likeable tom, plus you do bad things."
"You don't know the half of it. Ah wll, it lok like we're here."
Munk nodded and looked to Cassandra, Tantomile, and Coricopat. They knew his looks and immediately went to his side.
"I'm going to need you with me as well Chaos...Alonzo I want...I need you with me, too."
Tugger frowned,"Me, Goldie, and Fuzzball will be the distraction."
"Are you sure?"
Tugger gave a thumbs up to his brother,"Oh yes, I know exactly what I am doing, I'm a pro at this."
Chaos cleared his throat,"Alright, folow me. Once we get inside and down to the bottom floor, Tugger, your group will go to the right, we'll go to the left."
"The bottom floor?!"
Chaos gave them an innocent look,"You did say Endrance, right? He's located on the bottom floor, along with all his prisioners."
The nine jellicles followed Chaos into the now darkened stadium and into a cleverly hidden corner, leading down into Macavitys Empire.
**This is a secret path used only by a few privelaged employees...no one else knows about it. At this time at night it should be empty. Still, keep your eyes peeled open.**
The others reguarded his warning and really were greatful for Chaos' heads up. They made their way onto the bottom floor, since they fortunately did not run into anybody on the secret stairs. As instructed the group split up into two different teams. Going right, Tugger, Skimble, and Gilbert would wind up entering Endrances main room. Munk, Alonzo, and the four mystics headed left, to enter Endrance's main room through the back way.
**Now I can keep Tugger, Skimble, Gilbert, Casssandra, and myself hidden from the other mystics here, but anymore than that and I'm afriad I might lose my concentration. Tantomile, Coricopat can you cover Munkus, and Alonzo? Cassandra you'll have to cover them.**
*That we can do.*
Back with Tugger, Skimble, and Gilbert, they made their way through the hall without any disruptions. However, they reached the end of the hall and saw a huge door. They assumed that through that door, they would no doubt find Endrance and George.
"It's now or never." Tugger mumbled as he opened the door with a big old smile on his face.
As expected, George was restrained againstchains, though he looked to have given up hope anyway, with Endrance leaning over him. The calm and evil tom turned to look at the interuption, and barely moved after noticing the three toms. Endrance was a brown, dusty colored tom, witha vest significantly different from Tuggers. His vest went around his neck and to his shoulders, unlike Tuggers that went down to the middle of his chest. His vest was as black as night, and his mane was long and mainly brown with some black highlights in it. Endrance sighed at the intrusion, and then looked back at George.
He cupped George's cheek, who immediately dre back in fear,"Don't worry, my pet, this'll only take a minute, and then you'll have my full attention."
He pulled his mane back into a pony tail and strutted to the three toms. Tugger caught himself staring, he couldn't help it, he noticed good looks when he saw them. Gilbert saw Tugger speechless face, and nudging the leopard tom wasn't working,"Hey...E...E-Endrance, right?"
Endrance cooled down his motions and stood right in front of them, with a smug smirk dawning his features,"Whose asking for him?"
He then took a harder glance at them, knowing full well that he couldn't sense their presence, mystically.
"You toms the new shipment? I admit I'm busy with him at the moment, but you don't mind waiting a little while before you're tortured, right?" He smirked as he looked Tugger up and down,"Or are you here for other 'treatment'?"
Tugger gulped under his gaze, but soon found the words to speak,"Uh no, neither."
"Thae lad's right!"
"Besides..."Tugger began,"I like to be in control, and by the looks of it, you do too. Put us together and things just wouldn't work out, but don't be ashamed to look; I know I'm sexy."
Endrance smiled, swaying his hips ever so slightly,"You don't know what you're missing out on, but I'd tell you to look, but I already know that you are...So if you're not torture victims or tonights perks, then who and what are you?"
"We don't have names, we're alley cats," Gilbert blurted out.
Tugger rolled his eyes,"Anyway, I know we are not powerful mystics, really, all we can do is block our...signatures, but we'd still liketo know if we can join your squad."
"Squad? Well Macavity is really in charge you should inform him, though it's a long walk all the way back to the top floor."
"Oh? Well I thought all inquiries were made by ye."
"I think I can manage, so what do you want to know?"
**That's great, keep him talking about recruiting. You know, if its possible for you three to get recruited, how would your talents be used, when would you be able to go on missions, who would you be serving, would you be able to torture others, and if yes how often. And ask all these things as cold-heartedly as possible. It'll make you more believable.**
Tugger, Skimble, and Gilbert kept the soft spokentom busy. Munk and his group had crawled through the air ducts, and Munk and Alonzo jumped stealthy down into the main room. Munk grabbed ahold of Alonzo and the two stuck closely together. Quickly and silently, they made their way to the front where George and sadly Endrance were. However, as they got closer, a pair of voices not belonging to their group or Endrance caught them off guard. Munk pulled Alonzo up against his chest in a tight hold and then crouched down behind some large torturing devices. Alonzo's breath caught in his throat and a strange feeling came over him. Munk had the strange feeling as well and felt Alonzo's heart rush at an unhealthy speed. Of course, Munk thought it was just fear of being caught. Alonzo had to get away from Munkustrap, so he bgean to struggle in the tabby's grasp.
This caused Munk to hold onto Alonzo tighter and bend his head down to Alonzo's ear,"Sh...don't worry Alonzo. We won't be caught."
Alonzo blushed and cursed himself for feeling that way. Finally, the two mystics passed by, giggling (If you can believe that one), and then disappeared out the back door. Munk dragged Alonzo to his feet and hesitated before he let go of the tom. They hurried to George and signalled him to be quiet. Quietly, their claws extracted as they began to pick the locks to his chains. Munkustrap thought about Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer and how much easier things would be if they were there. Still, their claws found the right spot and a soft click unlocked the chains.
Endrance began to turn around, but Tugger stopped him,"Does this job also come with perks, if you know what I mean."
"I thought-"
"I did, but I mean where I could be in control, it's not a macho trip, it's just the way I am."
Alonzo and Munk quickly went back to work and released George of his restraints. George fell limp against Munkustraps body, and he with George, and Alonzo scampered back into the air ducts.
"...but by then, maybe Macavity would bestow..."
The tom sopped mid-sentence and Tugger even had the nerve to wave a paw in front of his face.
**I put him in a mental prision. He's unaware of whats going on around him. We have about six minutes, even less now, to get out, so...RUN!**
"Great," Tugger muttered,"Just great."
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Old Deuteronomy sighed at yet another celebration gone wrong. Rumpleteazer was still upset over the missing Jerrie, and was being comforted by Demeter, althought the golden calico looked more depressed than her. Mistoffelees had since given up hope on cheering the two queens up and was trying his luck with Victor and wasn't doing too much better. Admetus had come out of hiding, probably due to Bomba's persuasion, but was lodged into a corner. He was curled up into a hard otter shell, and even Bomba couldn't seem to reach him, let alone pull him out. The younger kittens were seemingly unaware of the sadness and were playing near a pile of junk, bye the bed frame. Gus was in the distance being scolded by Gus Jr., Jelly, and Jenny, and Old Deuteronomy really did feel bad for his freind. Deuteronomy frowned, he was going to have a long talk with Tugger when he returned. A sudden presence to his right startled him. He noticed Exotica sitting next to him with a certain glint in her eye. He noticed it right away and smiled at the young burmese. He knew she was mysterious and was very shy.
"Go on dear," He cooed in her ear.
Surprised, she looked at him,"What?"
He smiled,"You feel it, don't you? The pull of the moon. Why don't you start off the moon festival with a solo dance."
"Oh, I couldn't possibly!"
"I may be the leader, but nature has a mind of its own. The moon has chosen you this year...It is not my call to make, and it is not yours either."
Before he had finished, Exotica was already off of the tire making her way to the middle of the floor. She raised her paws up towards the moon, and arched her back in a slender and exotic way. Her moves started off slow, creating a slow and ancient rythm. Her solo was gentle, but as expected unnotice, with a hint of oriental origin, she did not diappoint. There was one in particular who noticed the solo. Pounce was being chased by Cettie when he ran into Tumble.
Pounce groaned and looked at Tumble,"What gives Tumble?"
He looked away to see what his brother was staring at. Pounce saw Exotica and seemed to be drawn to her, in much the same way Tumble was being. The moon festival was always one of the most mysterious celebrations, and Old Deuteronomy couldn't even begin to explain what was taking place. Somehow the moon chooses a jellicle every year to dance the solo dance and through that said jellicle the others would feel the pull and would join in the festival. Old Deuteronomy nodded kowingly, as gradually all eyes landed on her. Normally, Exotica would get self-conscious, being the center of attention, but tonight was different, she was different. Finally, all cats present had gotten up, including Old Deuteronomy who could not ignore the pull, to join Exotica in this strange and exhilirating tradition. Not long after that, Tugger, Munk, Skimble, Alonzo, Cassandra, Gilbert, Coricopat, and Tantomile had returned to the yard with George. The tom was so weak and frail that he would've fallen if it weren't for Munk holding him up. The others retook their seats off to the side, giving the group the center of the square. Victor went wide eyed, but was too stunned and upset to move. The tom looked to be in good shape, but he was a little thin, too thin, however there didn't appear to be any cuts, bruises, or any other physical injuries.
"He didn't appear injured when we got him, so their healers must've healed him before we got there," Munk informed them.
The others with Munk too their seats as well, except Munk who was still supporting George.
"George, if you wouldn't mind...you do not have to tell us the full version, but we would still like to know how you came to be in Macavity's service."
George looked to the leader with wide frightened eyes.
"Oh don't worry, George. You are among family and friends now. Your brother, Victor, Do you need his support?"
George looked over to where Victor sat and instantly his body began to tremble. He turned into Munk and began to sob. Victor sat stone still in utter shock. He knew at first that he could notremember his brother's face, but knew what George was like. George was a courageous tom, who was very devoted and loyal to his younger brother, and had all the answers. And now, he was different he had completely changed. He was a frail, quiet, and broken young tom. Munk was trying to soothe the young tom, and Old Deuteronomy seemed as patient as ever.
Gilbert on the other hand was not so patient,"Why won't he talk? He's been like this ever since we got him...I know he's been through a lot, but Bomba went through a lot too, and she still spoke. He hasn't even uttered a single thank you. I mean, what's the matter? Cat got your-"
"Don't Gilbert!!!!" Demeter shrieked. She looked to Alonzo for any strength, and he granted her, her desire.
"Don't even finish that sentence..."
The older jellicles gasped at what she was implying, and George just crawled deeper into Munk's grasp. In order to shield the kittens from the horrible reality, the mystics made the next bit of the conversation in the minds of the adults, but included Victor, since he was the victims brother.
"H...He...T-T-They...c-cut...oo-o-oout his t-tongue."
Munks arms tensed up around George and he sudddenly became very protective of George. A fury of rage and hatred rised up in him that he had never fel before.
Old Deuteronomy had unsteadily walked down off of the tire stopping right in front of George,"I am sprry that I even asked you to speak about anything related to Macavity. You are home now George, so everything will be okay now." He glanced over at Jelly,"Jellylorum, would you just scan him, make sure he's okay?"
Jelly made her way to George, and gave him a reassuring look, before lightly putting her paw on George's head. After a moments time she nodded to the leader, who smiled in return. However, she secretly went over to Admetus, who seemed to know a lot about Mystical devices and whispered in his ear. He gasped, stood up, and dragged her out of the square, to talk to her privately.
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Macavity sat in his conference room with a blank look onhis face. Beside him stood Chaos, all smug and confident. The floors were a deep red color, but the ceilings and walls wer a strangely bright color of an off white. Endrance came forward and knelt down on one knee, with his head bowed to Macavity.
"George, he got away...I know it was the jellicle, and I know they had inside help."
"Rise Endrance...Chaos?"
Chaos glanced at Macavity,"I shall triple the night shifts on all exits and entrances, and kill the first cat who even think about betraying the empire."
Macavity smiled, proud of Chaos' plan. But he noticed that Endrance still was pissed and ever so slightly disappointed.
Macavity grinned,"Don't wear that long face. I promise you, when the time is right. ou will get George back one way or another."
The brown mystic couldn't help but to grin as well.

***FIN

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