Times are dark, any cats with magical powers are on the run as they are being hunted down and killed for being unnatural...two kittens are on the run for their lives as they are being hunted down for being magical. Can they find somewhere safe to stay? Or will they be forced to stay hurt and alone, with the fear of being killed?
A angsty story for Cori and Tants, a new way of how they grew up…this is basically AU, the movie probably won't take place in this…and don't worry, our favourite little Tux will have a larger role later on, I promise!
I don't own Cats unfortuantely!

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The days were dark…the sun still shined, but a certain kind of cat lived in the dark, they lived in fear.

They were mystics, conjurers and magicians…if they harboured some sort of magical talent, they were put to death. It was the law, it was the rule. If any magical cats were found, they were immediately put to death, no matter what age, no matter how innocent they were.

Fear was what drove the cats to murder their own kind, fear of something different, fear of something that can't be explained.

There were tribes of cats that all they wanted to do was hunt down magical cats, it was all they did.

It wasn't uncommon to go out on the streets and see two thin, very scared looking cats running down the street, being pursued by a whole gang of them…it wasn't uncommon to hear the screaming, the yowling, and the pleading to be let go.

It wasn't right…but it what was done, to get rid of the weird, unexplainable cats.

For centuries now, cats with magical abilities had been hunted down, captured and taken back to the tribe that had caught them…if the tribe was brutal, the magical cats were usually tortured before they were hung…but if the tribe that had caught them feared magical cats, they were usually hung quickly.

The magical cats were fearful, they usually kept to themselves, they kept themselves hidden in basements, cellars, attics and abandoned buildings, just trying to keep hidden and alive.

Some tried to fight with their magic when they were discovered, trying to save themselves, trying to survive another day…but usually, they failed.

Others didn't fight with their magic, trying to get the other cats to believe that they were normal…

A fair few innocent cats were killed in the searches.

No matter how hard the magical cats tried to hide, they were always found…they were always found, dragged back to a tribe before they were killed.

And this went for families of magical cats, this went for kittens, even some that hadn't even opened their eyes yet.

This went for a certain family of cats…of dark calicos. They had been living with a human witch, hoping to be able to get protection from her.

She had protected them, until she suddenly died one day, then the cats struck. They dragged the mother, the father and the two twin kittens back to their tribe.

"Mum!" The male kitten cried, struggling furiously against the hold on his arms. He cried out in pain as he was struck across the head.

"Don't you dare touch my baby!" His mother screeched, snarling at the cat who had hit her son.

"Throw them in the den!" The family of four was thrown into a den, the door blocked by a heavy object…but it didn't stop the father, a muscled coppery, silver coloured Tom leaping to his feet and ramming the object repeatedly.

It didn't budge.

"Sweetie," His mate whispered. He looked back at her. She was lean, with black and silver markings with a hint of gold throughout her fur. Their two kittens were huddled against her sides.

"Daddy, I'm scared," Omile went to his daughter, hugging her tightly.

"It'll be alright, sweetie, I'll get us out of here,"

"Darling…don't make those kind of promises," His mate, Lillipat, said softly, sadly.

"Lilli!"

"Darling, we're mystics…we can't get out of this kind of situation,"

"They're just kittens," Omile whispered, his voice breaking. He looked down at his kittens. He gently picked his young son up, pulling him into his arms and hugging him close.

"Daddy,"

"It's alright, buddy," Omile murmured softly, cleaning the wound behind his son's ear. His daughter went back over to Lillipat, curling up in her lap. Omile set his son back in his lap, watching as he fell asleep.

"Omile, what are we going to do?" Lilli asked, her voice breaking with sadness.

"They're so young, so innocent…why do they have to be put to death with us?"

"I don't know, Lilli…it…it's just how it will be," Omile said, his voice cracking as he looked at his young son, whose face was peaceful as he slept.

"L-Let's just try to sleep, Lilli," Omile murmured, moving the kitten to rest on the floor. Lillipat did the same with their young queen-kit, placing her on the floor next to her twin before Omile and Lillipat both curled around them. The kittens moved closer to their parents' warmth. Omile and Lillipat shared a soft kiss before they rested their heads on the floor, drifting into an uneasy sleep.

They were woken up roughly the next morning, being dragged from the den.

"No, not my babies, please, spare them, they're innocent!" Lillipat screeched, pleading.

"Please, please!"

"Shut up!" A cat roared, striking Lilli. Omile gave an angry shout.

"Daddy!" Omile looked around, watching as his son's arms were forced behind his back cruelly and tied while his daughter's were tied in front of her. They were dragged other to a large tree in the middle of the yard clearing.

"No…no, please!" Lillipat gave a rough sob as Omile and Lillipat were dragged up to the tree. There was a cry of pain. Omile and Lillipat quickly spun around.

"Cori!" Omile shouted, seeing his young son on the ground, being kicked.

"Leave him alone!" Lillipat screamed. "He's just a kitten!" She and Omile were dragged over to the tree. They looked at each other sadly as rope was looped around their neck.

"I love you," Omile whispered to Lillipat.

"I love you too," Lillipat murmured to Omile.

"Coricopat, Tantomile…close your eyes," Omile told his kittens. He looked down at Coricopat, who was on his stomach on the ground, a Tom holding him down by a foot on the middle of his back. Tantomile was being held back by another Tom. Cori and Tantomile nodded and looked away, their eyes shutting tightly.

There was the sound of sobbing, of loving but sad murmurs passed between Omile and Lillipat before a harsh voice told them to shut up.

"You're going to…you're going to kill us any way, let me say goodbye to my mate," Omile said evenly, glancing back at his kittens, who were still looking away.

"Just shut up and get up there," The Tom snarled at them. "Or I'll kill your kittens in front of you,"

"A-Are you going to spare them?" Omile asked, his voice shaking.

"No…they're as unnatural as you, they will die after you…but after some…" The Tom trailed off, looking at the two kittens, who were still looking away.

"After some what?" The Tom just smirked, looking back at the angry father.

"Your kittens are quite…cute, even your son,"

"Don't you dare!" Omile yelled. He watched as Coricopat slowly peeked out, looking at him.

"Cori, close your eyes, don't you open them," Omile called to Cori. Cori nodded and closed his eyes once more.

"Disobedient little kitten, isn't he?"

"He's scared!" Omile snarled.

"Omi," Lilli whispered, trying to calm her mate. The Tom walked over to Cori, yanking the kitten up, even though the foot remain on his back, forcing the kitten to bend up in an unnatural way, making him yowl loudly in pain.

"Get away from him!" Omile and Lillipat screamed. Tantomile screamed at them as well, yelling at them to let her younger brother go. Cori was dropped back onto the ground, choked cries escaping his control.

"Shh, my baby," Lillipat tried to soothe, even though she couldn't go to him. Cori looked at his parents, his green eyes shining with tears.

"Such a wimp," The Tom growled, kicking Cori. Cori whimpered, looking up at the Tom.

"Now…let's get back to what we were doing," The Tom grinned. Omile and Lillipat looked at each other once more.

"Tantomile, take care of your brother," Omile said slowly. Tantomile nodded.

"Both of you, close you eyes now…" Omile then said. Both did as they were told.

"We love you…always," Lillipat whispered, her voice soft. "We'll always protect you, no matter if we're not here,"

"Enough!" A voice shouted. "Do it now!"

There were the sound of two snaps and two choked cries before everything went silent.

Cori and Tantomile felt the brief pain in the heart and the snaps of the bonds in their mind as their parents lives were cut short. They slowly opened their eyes, turning their heads in sync to look at their parents.

They were both hanging lifelessly from the tree, their feet just brushing the ground. Lillipat's eyes were closed and Omile's were open, staring emptily at the yard. Tantomile looked at her brother as he gave a wail, closing his eyes and sobbing.

"Shut up!" Tantomile gave a cry as her brother was kicked. Cori quickly stifled his cries, his eyes still shut tight as his body heaved silently.

"Now, now," The dark Tom who had hung their parents said as he strolled up to them. Tantomile glared at him hatefully.

"Now, now, dear, don't look at me like that…I'm the one holding yours and your brother's life in my paws,"

"You're going to kill us anyway," Tantomile hissed. "Don't act as though you won't," The Tom smirked.

"Yes, you smart little kitten," He laughed. "But the thing is, I can make your short life so much more uncomfortable before I kill you," Tantomile glanced at her brother, who was staring back at her. The Tom caught the look.

"Or, I can torment your cute little brother," Cori's eyes widened slightly as the Tom called him cute…in a creepy kind of way.

"What do you want?" Tantomile whispered, looking at her brother sadly. Cori stared back, shocked.

"Now, let's get a little more comfortable so we can talk easily," The Tom smiled, cutting Tantomile's wrists free.

"Pretty little thing like you won't hurt me, will you?" The Tom smirked at Tantomile's sigh.

"Now, beautiful," The dark Tom smiled. Tantomile stared at him, trying not to look at her parents bodies, which still swung from the gnarled old tree. Tantomile looked at the Tom, at the older Tom with the acid yellow eyes.

Cori, when I say run, run… Tantomile thought to her brother. A small twitch of his ears told her that he had heard her.

'Tants, what?' Cori thought back, sounding confused.

Cori, when I tell you to run, start running! Tantomile thought to her brother once more. Cori just gave a slow blink in her direction. Tantomile looked back at the Tom in front of her. He was staring at her.

Tantomile kicked out, catching the Tom. She quickly shoved at the Tom standing on Cori's back.

"Now, Cori, run!" Tantomile screamed, shoving the other Toms back. Cori struggled to get to his feet. Tantomile yanked him off the ground and they ran off. Tantomile managed to cut Cori's wrists free as they ran.

They ran off with the tribe pursuing them.

They ran off into the distance, running for their lives.

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Yes? No? Misto will arrive later, he'll be quite important.

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