OF THE AWFUL BATTLE OF JELLICLES AND THE POLLICLES
Prologue
~Supernaturely light so you can never reach but killed by~
The night was filled with silence you would fill you could cut with a knife, and only a drop of the moonlight was adding a slight illumination to the graceful sillouette on the top of Jellicle junkyard. A black and brown, partly yellow-spotted lepard-beutiful Jellicle cat was looking upon the jellicle moon.
Rum Tum Tugger the curious cat.
Unusually, he was trying to be patience and cool-headed like his older brother Munkustrap did everyday...but Mukus wasn't able to be here. He was attacked by the hand of a mysterious stranger and lying in his lair. Will-be-jellicle-leader was attacked, came as a greatly great shock to whole Jellicle family. So Coricopat was outsetting investgation, using his psycometry. Cori's abllity made him be able to read future, thoughts of other living things or read their thoghts remaing in random things. With the help of his psyometry, he told Tugger that he always feel huge anxiety from Munkustrap.
But after the incident, Munkus simply and chicly keep telling him 'I'm okay, I'm okay Tug. It's only a flesh wound.'
Yep, it was a flesh wound. Deep and fatal wound. That's why delligent will-be-jellicle-leader barely cannot move from his lair even if he wanted. And how he describes himself when he wanted to consolate himself from-
Something dangerously enormous upcoming.
Sign?
That word reminded what Coricopat said: THE WOUND DOESN'T FEEL NORMAL, TUG. DON'T TRY TO FIGURE OUT THE CAUSE. IT WILL ENDANGER JELLICLE. SOMETHING'S COMING. SOMETHING PERILOUS...
-SERIOUSLY?
MY VISIONS AREN'T ALWAYS RIGHT, BUT...
His mind reflected himself persuading Coricopat.
GOSH-ALL RIGHT TUG. YOU 'DO AS YOU DO DO'.
The Scotish Fold Straight cat requested to wait. Visions from Munkus' wound, and the place where he was found would be only clue. One problem? Coricopat whispered that he found the one who attacked Munkus was drunk something four times bigger than normal cats. Another problem? Coricopat seems like hiding something he found about. The most important fact. What would it be?
"Tugger," A familiar voice woke him from his daydream. Alonzo was waiting beaneath loads of junk.
"Time to take turn."
Tugger thanked Alonzo lightly as he jumped down from the load.
He can't... tell this to Tugger or somebody else. He didn't even tell this to his sister Tantomile that he saw...
A big Pollicle-drunken hound, crossbreeded for dogfight, biting and chewing Munkustrap like its toy. Fear, Senseless, Pain, Alchol Brain, Scars, Sorrow they doesn't belong to himself scrathched Coricopat's heart which can penetrate through others' transparent heart.
This might be a starting point of war.
Blood spattered around the gray fightdog's body. The blood from his opponent's vein.
"Go kill it, LontoLanto, Sqeeze it over!"
"Is the dog drunk?"
"Har har, yep. It become stronger and harsher when it's drunk. And that's what customers want."
It was a pollicle dog as he guessed- named LontoLanto.
Coricopat gasped.
I was lack of the idea how to ship tug and misto so I'm gonna write another one until I have a better idea for runtumisto.
I know this sucks too, but reviews plz plz plz...