*Author's Note:* yes, I've used the names Bombskit and Viatrix before, they are completely different cats, okay. I know that.

And yes, the Cats and RHPS do come in at a point. just be patient....*

Viatrix and her cohort Ravina walked slowly on the streets of London. They sent their mental waves all around the houses and buildings, and, of course, no humans.

Their boss knew that, but decided to send them on the mission anyway.

Their boss was the Devil, to be completely frank. Literally.

They were slaves of hell, just two of his infinitive workers. he had a fondness for they way they worked, though, and what they were.

Cat demons. In their human time, they were completely average, ordinary people who didn't know each other at all.

But then they died.

or rather, when they dying they Devil took half of their souls and placed it in a cat's, and replaced it with haf of the cats soul.

Viatrix's cat, whom she shares a soul with, is a silver-white cat, a Persian. His name was Bombskit. Bombskit has an interesting power. He can read your past. if you are ashamed of something in your past, Bombskit will see.

Ravina's cat was a black cat, Demetri. She's not superstitious. Demetri has a more common, but still as frightening, power. Reading minds.

Now, the girls and their cats have a connection, therefore they can speak mentally. So, anytime Bombskit sees a past, or Demetri reads a mind, they can see too.

Now that you understand what's going on-wait! Why are there no humans around? Silly me. the Apocalypse. The world exploded and anyone who was purely human died. But if you were a vampire, hell worker, werewolf, demon, witch, or even just had witch blood, you survived.

The Devil sent them on a mission. To scan the world of humans. yep, the whole flippin planet.

they had just finished up Ireland, and were now upon england. London, as you may have read before.

*Viatrix's POV*

I heard the faintest sound of a dog barking, my cat senses were all wide open on my human search.

It was pointless, though. They were gone.

Not the point!

Hellhounds!

Ravina heard them too.

We looked at each other for a split second and ran.

Anywhere, just running.

I grabbed Bombskit from the ground and put him on my shoulder.

He hid in my hair, which was so big it could hide Russia.

My human hair had been brown. Plain old, light brown short hair.

Now it was big, red curls that could hide him at any point.

I got his eyes, and he got my eyes.

Human eyes on a cat!

Ha!

My eyes were yellow, with slit pupils.

I looked just in time to see Demetri dissapear behind Ravina's jet-black hair.

CRUD!

We heard the Hellhounds much more distinctively now, and pushed our legs to extremes before I jolted forward on four legs, letting my cat soul take over.

I found myself in a house, probably a normal civilian house, before the apocalypse.

We held our breath as we heard sniffing and smelling, barking and snarling.

"Konaesay?" I interpreted from the barks.

Their language.

DAMN!

I studied this!

and I failed that class.....

Oh yes!

'Anything?'

"Ven...." I heard again.

That means 'yes'

DAMN DAMN!

"Ven? Ze, Ie feena'on. Pulf'd ventro."

Okay. I can do this.

'Yes?.....No, ....I....can't? Oh, don't!......Let's....leaf...leave!'

'Yes? No, I don't. Let's leave.' Yes!

I know what you're thinking.

If the Devil's our boss, why is he sending hellhounds after us?

Well you see, we went to north America first.

and we did some bad things in America.

Heheh. I don't quite want to put those here, but Boss isn't happy with us.

So he sent his doggies after us.

But we decided to finish the mission first, and then go see him.

After all the signs of the hounds were gone, we crept out to find ourselves in a very odd place.

A place full of garbage.

Full of Junk.

A junkyard.

No wonder the dogs came here.

Then, out of a pipe neither of us noticed, came a human-cat-thingy-hooha.

It was a cat, for sure. but it had the body of a human.

Well, human proportions.

Yes, a cat with human proportions.

She hissed at us and scrambled back to hide in the pipe.

A black and white male cat popped up from behind an old, rusty car.

"Demeter? What is it?" he saw us and froze in his tracks, halfway down the trunk.

A sleek black female slid out. Again, stopping in front of us.

Then, lots of them began to come out.

An orange and yellow tom sniffing in the corner,

a young tom popping out from a high ledge,

two identical cats rolling out,

a youg queen poking out right at the bottom by us,

and a maine coon by the side.

the first female came out again

"Munkustrap, what are they?"

the black and white tom, Munkustrap, slid down, "Who are you?"

"What is your business here?" the queen asked, Demeter.

All of them began to ask questions similar.

"What do you want?"

"Why are you here?"

"Don't hurt me!"

"Hey, they're kind of hot.." We flipped our heads at that to see the maine coon whistling.

The black and white tom from the beginning came forward, silencing the others.

"Who are you?"

"Viatrix." I said completely stable and loud.

"Ravina." my cohort said, following my example.

"Why are you here?"

"We were being chased by hellhounds, and we hid over there to escape them." Ravina said, gesturing to where we had held our breath for too long a time.

"Why were they chasing you?"

I cast a sideways glance to Ravina, saying Lying time.

Of Course, she replied.

"We are slaves of Hell." I might as well tell some truth... "and we tried to escape. Our, er, Boss, didn't like that. So he sent Hellhounds after us. It's that simple."

They were looking at us with wonder and pity and fear.

"Would you like protection?"

"What?" Ravina squeaked.

"Protection. I can see which of the toms would be willing to travel with you, and help protect you. You need it."

We looked at each other, shocked. It was exactly what we needed.

"We couldn't." I said before Ravina could say anything.

"Look, if I can find at least five toms-

"Five! Are you really willing to let five toms die?!" Ravina squealed.

"Yes. Five. and they will be willing. That's the thing."

"I'll go." said the MaineCoon, strutting up to us, smirking.

"Tugger, you should think about this, you heard Ravina. You could die."

a kitten screamed and fainted.

"Eh, no one'll miss me."

"What about your fanclub?"

Me and Ravina raised our eyebrows.

"I'll be fine, bro."

Munkustrap sighed.

"You have one candidate." he said to us. He turned to his brother. "Now find four others."

"Yessir." he said, saluting. He winked at us and walked away towards a group of kittens, squealing at his return.

I already hated him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

By the end of the day, we had five suicidal people. or Jellicles, as they called themselves.

We had The Rum-Tum-Tugger, a.k.a, the flirty maine coon

We had a black and white tom (he's pretty cool, but doesn't seem like the suicidal type to me) by the name of Alonzo.

We had a thief cat, who had tiger stripes (he had a cockeney accent, which made him very un-understandable). Name: Mungojerrie.

we had a magical cat (I thought that was flipping awesome)- who seemed too small and quiet to want to die. Name: Mistoffelees

We had a kitten, or so he seemed, named Pouncival. He's a bit hyper, and tends to fall down alot.

We told them all the consequences of the journey.

they were unbothered.

We warned them.

The leader, Old deutoronomy, told us to stay the night.

~*~*

We stayed in Demeter's den.

She was very nice to us, out of pity, no doubt.

We slept longer and harder than we ever had under the rule of the DEvil.

In the morning, the five toms waited patiently for us to wake up and get on our way.

We were very excited for our next stop.

Transylvania!!

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