Jellicles.

Oh, how I deeply wish to become a Jellicle. They seem to have so much fun; well, more fun than my tribe, that is. They go around singing and dancing and playing. They don't have a care in the world, it seems.

I'm part of the Zehn Tribe. We don't hang out or live in an old junkyard or anything. Instead, we use the old abandoned warehouse down the street (from the junkyard) and we sometimes wander into some parts of the small forest that takes residence behind the warehouse.

The Zehn Tribe basically contains the rest of the cats in town that either don't want to become a Jellicle or just don't care what they are. Oh, and did I mention that we have a few Pollicles taking refuge with us? Yeah… we're strange, I guess.

I come from a long line of famous Zehn cats. My great-great-great-grandfather was the creator of this tribe. His name was Alfredo and he was the leader until his death. His eldest son, Augustus, took over then and he married a street cat, Amaryllis the Ally Cat. Then, my great-grandfather, Ester the Baker Cat, took over after that. But, sadly, he and his wife, Felicity, were murdered during the night- the murderer never found. Now, my father, Ruffian, is now leader and is married to Oskaloosa the Detective Cat, my stepmother.

My real mother, Gwendolyn, either ran away or was kidnapped when she was returning to her human home. She was my fathers' first wife and they raised two litters of kittens. I was from the second. I have three older siblings- Duchess, Dragontail, and Duke- and I have two younger siblings- Ebony and Ivory the Twin Opposites (they were born in my litter). But, I do have a sister that just so happens to be a Jellicle as of right now.

She was also born in my litter. I was closer to her than the rest of my siblings just because we had similar personalities and we were always playing together. She was kind and protective of me. She was the only cat I could confine in when Mother disappeared. I couldn't confine in Father because he wont talk to any of his kittens from Gwendolyn ever since then; besides Duke, because he is Father's eldest and only son and he has to take over the tribe one day.

"Run away with me, Sis." My sister said from the dark corner of our den we shared.

I rubbed away the sleep in my eyes. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

She chuckled and trotted over to me. I could now see her Calico-like coat in the moonlight shining from a crack in the roof. "Run away with me; away from Zehn and away from Father. When I was out in town today, I heard there was another tribe that takes refuge in the old junkyard."

"So what?"

"So, my point is that they have a better life than we do. I heard they have tons of fun and they love to dance and sing and play games. They're always laughing." She smiled.

I thought about it for a minute and sighed. "I don't know. What if Father catches us?"

"What would he care? He doesn't take a moment out of his 'busy' day to even glance at us." She frowned and nuzzled my shoulder. "Please; I want to see what kind of life Jellicles have."

I put my head in between my paws and thought about it. It would be fun, but what about Ebony and Ivory? They were younger than us and they still needed to be taken care of. We could take them with us, but then Father would get suspicious if too many cats disappeared.

"So… what do you think?" She asked and rapped her tail around mine and cuddled closer to keep warm.

I looked over to her and giggled when I saw that she had on her puppy-dog face. Most times, it worked and she'd get her way. But, this time, I had to think.

"I still don't know…"

"Hey, don't worry, everything will be fine. I already asked Dragontail and Duchess if they'd watch over Ebony and Ivory- they said they wouldn't mind." She did have that uncanny way of seeming to read my mind. "Plus, we can still visit them every once and a while."

I averted my gaze when she gave me that look again.

"Please… I don't want to go alone."

I snapped out of my memory and sighed. I hadn't thought of my sister is so long. Now, I really did wish I'd gone along with her to the junkyard. But, of course, I didn't and she left without me.

She left.

She just up and left after a fight we'd had earlier that day. It was just something small. But, it was our first fight. We never fought... even when we were smaller.

When she left, we were still kittens, but we were about to mature into the next stage that's in between Kitten and Adult. But, she still left. She left me all alone.

With her gone, I had to take care of my younger siblings alone and it caused me to mature a bit. I'm smarter now and I can outsmart most of my tribe. I can treat wounds and I can fix a broken tail. I can do a lot of things that most cats can't do at my age. I'm just a little older than a kitten and it's been forever since I last saw my sister. I don't even know if she's okay.

"CALYPSO!"

I flinched at my name being called and turned around to face my younger siblings.

Ebony and Ivory.

Ebony was a small black cat with a single white spot on her tail. Ivory was a small white cat with a single black spot on her tail. They were complete opposites… most times.

"Calypso, come play with us, please." Ivory said. She was the nicer one of the duo.

"Yeah. Play with us, now!" Ebony demanded.

I sighed and jumped out of the tree I was perched on. "Fine, fine. Whatever you little devils want- I'm at your command." I snickered and walked past them to the warehouse.

"We're going to play tag… and you're it!" Ebony said and slapped my back as hard as she could.

"HEY! In tag, you're not supposed to hit somebody so hard that they pass out." I yelled at her as she ran.

"Come get us!" Ivory smiled and ran the other direction.

I didn't really care about the game, so I just walked in Ivory's direction. She was always the easiest to get.

"Tag, you're it. Now leave me alone, you little devils."

"Aww, no fair!" Ebony whined from across the warehouse.

I walked towards the front of the building. I could always fine Dragontail and Duchess there, soaking in the sun.

"Hey," I sighed and collapsed next to them.

Dragontail was a brown and black striped tabby and she was outgoing and funny. Duchess was a white and brown tabby, but unlike her sister, she was more refined and mature.

"What's up with you? You seem… distant." Dragontail asked while stretching and letting out a big yawn.

"You do seem to be copped up in your thoughts lately." Duchess stated and sat up straight. "Is something on your mind?"

"Not really. Just thinking of Sis." I mumbled.

"Oh, I see."

"Maybe we can go find her or something. It is pretty boring today and I feel like strolling the streets. What do you think?" Dragontail asked with a big grin and her tail swerving around her body.

I declined and told them that I had business somewhere else today. But, I suggested that maybe tomorrow we could go.

"Are you meeting somebody in the Cemetery or something?" Ebony asked as she and her twin came from behind us- obviously done playing.

"Yeah, just an old friend." I smiled and walked down the cement that led to the street.

Yes, I hang out in the Cemetery. I was 'Calypso the Cemetery Cat.' Or, as some Pollicles like to call me, 'Hydro the Storm Cat.' But, that's just because I love the rain.

Yeah, I'm weird and totally different from the rest of the cats in London.

But, unlike the rest of my family, I actually have a human family. They are very nice and loving. They found me when I was heading to the Cemetery and they adopted me. They always say that they love my fur.

I was mostly black and white, but with a few stripes of orange and red. My fur is actually a bit fluffier than the rest of my siblings. I guess I get it from Mother.

Well, my humans strapped a neon green collar around my neck and named me 'Slinky.' I still have no idea what that name would have anything to do with me, but I'm guessing its because I'm skinny and really flexible- I can fit into places that even Ebony and Ivory cant.

After a while, they noticed that I wanted to get outside, so they always leave a window open during the day so that I can come and go whenever I please. But, I do have a curfew. If I'm not home by the time they go to bed, I'll have to spend the night outside because they close the window so burglars don't get in.

As I continued through the streets, I noticed one of my friends, Vixen. I ran up to her and walked in step with her gigantic ones.

Vixen was a mutt, if you will. She is half fox, half Cocker Spaniel (I don't want to meet her parents). She's very mysterious, but she is very loyal and fun to be around.

"What's up, runt?" She asked. "Haven't seen you in a few days."

"Nothin'. I've been bored. Hangin' in trees all day and playing with the youngsters."

She chuckled. "Aren't Ebony and Ivory only a few minutes younger than you?"

"Yeah… what's you point?" I laughed as we continued to walk.

We were talking so much that I didn't realize that we were walking past the junkyard until I caught scent of something… familiar.

I froze in my tracks, as well as Vixen. She gazed at me and followed my line of sight. She peered through the chain-link fence into the Jellicle hideout. Then, she gasped.

"Hydro, it's… your sister." Vixen said and used my Pollicle name.

"Yeah, I know… lets keep walking." I started to walk past her, but then I felt her jaws clasp around my tail gently.

"How about you talk to her?" She said through her teeth, without letting my tail go. "She probably forgot about the fight by now."

I shook my head 'no' and she released my tail. We continued to walk in uncomfortable silence.

I made my way to the Cemetery with Vixen and we entered and went over to 'Smith's' gravestone.

"So, whom are you supposed to meet here?" My friend asked as she cleaned her paw. "Is it a Tom?"

"No, just a friend."

Vixen eyed me, as if asking a name.

"Her name is Nova."

"And?"

"And, I just wanted to talk to her for a while. I haven't seen her in a long time and she agreed to come today." I explained to my curious mutt friend. "Geez, curiosity killed the cat, not the Pollicle."

She giggled and continued to clean her paws.

We sat there for about ten minutes before anything moved in the Cemetery.

"Hello, Calypso. Long time no talk," Nova's voice sounded from behind me.

Vixen and I turned to see the solid gray Persian sitting on the gravestone behind 'Smith.'

"Yes, it has been a long time." I grinned. "You haven't changed."

"But you have, I see." Nova smiled. "You've defiantly gotten bigger and your ears are a bit more pointed. Your whiskers are longer, also. Oh, and your fur! It's so pretty now!"

"I was a kitten last time I saw you,"

"You still are to me, and you even have the eyes of a kitten." She snickered as she pointed out my almost neon green eyes.

Yes, Nova was about two or three years older than me. She actually helped my mother take care of me and my sisters and brother.

We talked for what seemed all day. Talking about merely nothing at all and laughing at most things we said. She eventually had to leave a catch up with her mate and humans.

Vixen also had to leave because, being a Pollicle, she had to be home earlier than I because her humans were afraid she'd get caught by the Catchers.

I was alone… again.

Sitting on this gravestone, I could look over every part of the Cemetery and even some of the street. I don't know why I like this place so much, I just do. I wandered here once when I was a kitten- I was lost- and eventually, I started to come here about every day. I even made friends with some of the cats that pass through.

I was, what Nova called, interesting and different.

I got up and stretched. Jumping from the stone, I winced as my left paw landed on a pebble. I walked out of the Cemetery and past all of the now-closed shops and by human mates holding hands.

I walked by the junkyard again, hoping to see my Calico-coated sister. I peered into the abandoned place and saw that many of the cats were going into their dens for the night. I saw a black and silver striped Tom sitting upon a tire, looking over all the activities. He was probably the leader… or at least the second in command.

I saw the kittens being ushered into a den by a Gumbie cat- obviously trying to keep them away from the large Maine Coon.

After a few moments, all of the cats were inside dens or had gone to the humans for the night.

I sighed and thought that she wasn't going to show. But, just as I turned, I heard her voice.

"Mungojerrie! Wait up!"

I quickly turned around and placed my paws on the fence without making any noise.

I saw her. She was taller and more curved now, though. Her whiskers were longer and her eyes glistening in the moonlight. Her fur was a little longer, but the same in pattern. But, something seemed different about her- other than the pearl necklace around her neck.

"Hurry up, Teaza!" The Tom whispered.

"I'm comin'." Rumpleteazer whispered back.

They were just out for a walk, it seemed. They sat down and started to talk about plans about a heist… or something.

Then, it clicked.

My sister, Rumpleteazer, was part of the notorious cat-burglars duo. The two of them were very famous on the part of town where I live. Never hearing whom the Queen of the two was, I never suspected my sister. But, I remembered that the Tom was named Mungojerrie and that he was associated with Macavity somehow.

As I stand here, I actually think that Rumple left because she meet him, not because of how much fun the Jellicles had. She wasn't concerned about our siblings or me for that matter. She just cared about some Tom she met on the streets. He told her about the Jellicles. He was the one who drove my sister from me. He is the one who sees her everyday and makes her laugh. He… he is the one who made me feel alone for all this time…

And he doesn't even know it.

I felt a tear run down my furry cheek and I saw them laugh together. They just had to be mates. They acted like it. He stole her away from me.

"So, Teaza, what house are we gunna raid 'morrow?" Mungojerrie asked in his accent. (I'm WAY too lazy to even begin to make his sentences into his accent, okay?)

I didn't hear her reply because I was too busy wiping my tears away. I'm not the type to cry. Calypso doesn't cry! Hydro doesn't cry!

"I… don't cry… for nuffin…" I whispered to myself, continuing to wipe the tears. "Nuffin makes me cry."

Of course, cats have cunning ears. So, the two in the junkyard had heard this whisper and turned to the sound. Mungojerrie was standing in front of Rumpleteazer to protect her.

"Who's there?" He asked.

I didn't make a sound; I just turned on my heels and started to slowly walk away.

"Calypso…"

I heard her voice behind me and started to run. I ran as fast as I could away from the junkyard and past the warehouse- where I saw my siblings sleeping outside under a tree. I ran all the way to my human house, jumping in the window and up the stairs to the human child's room.

"Slinky!" She squealed and picked me up to make me join her on the bed. She was a teenager, from what I could tell, and her name was Breeanne. She was very kind to me and she was my favorite out of the humans.

I purred into her stomach as she petted me while telling me how her day went. She usually did this and I told her my day; although, she cant understand me. But, recently, shes been telling me about his boy she met. Probably just a crush or something.

"So, Slink's, how was your day?" She asked and flipped on her television.

"Horrible. First, my memories flood my brain, and then my sisters trampled me. After that, Vixen and I walk past the Jellicle Junkyard and saw my sister. After I was down talking with Nova, I was walking home when I saw my sister with her… her… I don't even know! Oh, and did you know that my sister is a famous cat-burglar?!" I told her. But, to her ears, it was just a lot of meowing.

"Wow, Slinky. I wish I knew what you were saying. I bet you would tell wonderful stories." She smiled and flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder. "But, it seems you had a really bad day… either that or something great happened."

I sighed to myself and nuzzled closer to her.

"Naw, it was sumthin' really bad…" I said before dozing off in her warm lap.

(A/N) So, how was it? I really wanted it to be longer, but I couldn't really think of anything else to put in. At first, I wasn't going to have Calypso be related to anybody in the Jellicle Tribe, but then, somehow or another, Rumpleteazer became her sister! When I'm writing, things just flow out without me thinking it over. But, I know exactly where I want this story to go.

Also, if you'd like, you could give me ideas. OH! And, since I haven't seen any stories like this, I'd like to offer something to the readers. How about… a part in the story!? Well, if you'd like to be in it, just PM me and I'll tell you how you can get in!

Simple, really.

Well, please review.

Thanks for reading!