| Survival: Chapter Four |
| "You all know the facts of the situation, and now I'll need some voulunteers to send to the planet Earth." Deuteronomy finished, looking hopefully at the faces of a room full of Jellicles. All remained silent for several minutes until Mistoffelees looked up form the daze he seemed to be in. "I'll go." he said standing up. "Mistoffelees, Victoria needs you here. In a day's time your child will be buried. Your support..." Deuteronomy tried to intervene, but Mistoffelees cut him off, determined. "And other than you father, me and Munkustrap are the only ones who know what we are looking for. Only we know the correct signs of the one who we have to try to get to come. I have to." Mistoffelees continued more determined than ever with downcast eyes. "Besides it really doesn't hurt anymore. it just feels numb. We have one child that lives and somehow turned out normal. We should've knowen that fortune would only happen once. No I have to go." "As you wish." Deuteronomy said gloomily. He knew Victoria needed him badly right now , especially at the burial, but so did this mission. "Anyone else?" "I'll go." said a tall, gray and black tabby standing up. It was Deuteronomy's eldest son Munkustrap. "So will I." another Jellicle stood up. This one a red, curvey beautiful female, Munkustrap's mate, Bombalurina. "Thank you Munkustrap and Bombalurina. I beleive that's it. Come back in three hours time with your supplies. We'll send you through the Portal then." The Jellicles, Coras amoound them, poured out of the room sadly. Mistoffelees lingered until he was the last one to go out the door. Before he left he looked back at his father. His father stared out the windows, looking at the violent lightening storm far in the distance where the Pride Lands once were called his people's home 500 years ago. Then he left to say his goodbyes to his mate and child. |