Alright, let's go. This is gonna be an interesting crossover as well as my first one ever. This one is an experimental crossover. I don't think anyone will go looking for this kind of thing but, it's worth a shot.
As the inhabitants of the third earth were in conflict, a tribe of cats had formed in a faraway land that hardly anyone has seen. They were different from all the other cats, not one of them looking as feral as the original cats of this world. It was indeed the Jellicle tribe, having come to this world in another Jellicle life due to disaster striking in the previous one for all of them. To preserve the tribe, Old Deuteronomy granted his tribe another life each in another world where no one would have to fear a human anymore.
What had happened was that a dog catcher came into their yard and every last one of them, even Macavity, was taken to the pound. All of them together were placed inside the gas chamber and it was there when Deuteronomy used what power he could to grant his beloved tribe another Jellicle life. However, this world had caused them to fear it. So they made their society somewhere in an underground civilization. No one is hostile, not even Macavity in his new life. The kittens were reborn to their respective parents, Jemima being the last born as she is the youngest of the tribe.
Jemima was treasured because of this, her birth being celebrated as the final piece of the tribe. Her singing was still as beautiful as ever and while she did not possess the same beauty that her friend, Victoria, has, the young kit made up for in singing and her pure, innocent, and adventurous heart. She is the daughter of Munkustrap and Demeter. Now that the tribe was complete, they could rejoice and plan for when their Jellicle ball would be.
For many moons, the tribe lived in peace away from the conflict. However, after each ball, Old Deuteronomy embarks on his own travels to travel the lands. He has no fear: his power shields him. To many, he just looks like a ragged elderly cat, his grey long haired coat disguised his power well. Who would ever guess that such a sweet, raggedy, crippled, old, cat would ever possess such abilities of wonder? Old Deuteronomy has seen the conflict and now that he has seen it at its most dire, he decided that he couldn't keep his tribe from the turmoil anymore. And so he decides to negotiate with Lion-o and his recently forged alliance with the elephants, the dogs, the berbils, and the avistans. Cheetara spots the elder cat from their temporary stronghold and goes out to see the elder.
"Sir, are you alright?" She asked, grabbing his arm to help guide him.
"I wish to speak to your king." He said.
"On what business?" Cheetara asked.
"I wish to finally make my tribe known. It is time we helped with this fight." He said.
Skeptical but deciding to at least let him see Lion-O, she guides the elder back to where her king resided.
"My king, this old man would like to talk to you." She said.
Old Deuteronomy showed his respect with a bow.
"I am glad to finally meet you, young king." He said.
"Pleasure is all mine. Who might you be?" Lion-O asked.
"My name is Old Deuteronomy. I am the elder and leader of the Jellicle tribe. I am here on their behalf." He said.
"Why would they send an elder such as yourself?" Lion-O asked.
"This is a mission I took on myself, your majesty. I assure you that I can look after myself even if I may be a bit slow." The elder said.
It is true. Old Deuteronomy can even fight if he has to and is surprisingly agile for his age. He doesn't journey far and wide with a broken body: he is a tough old tom.
"I came to inquire about an alliance, young sire." The elder said.
Everyone in the room looked skeptical.
"How do I know I can trust you? Not to mention you do not have any others of the tribe with you. Your proposal is rather weak, old man." He said.
"You have my word, none of us mean any harm. I was just on my way back to the tribe for this year's Jellicle ball." The elder said.
"Jellicle ball?" Lion-O asked.
"It is held once a year by the tribe, celebrated from midnight until dawn. Every year, I pick the cat who will go to the heavyside layer and will be reborn into their next life. You'd have to see it to believe it, young king." Old Deuteronomy said.
Lion-O and his comrades went from skeptical to looking at the elder like he was crazy. Old Deuteronomy decided there was only one way to convince them: show them some of his power. So the elder let out a sigh and then through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife, unleased streams of golden light around himself, his eyes glowing the same color. Some technologies and sights from his old world shone through each stream, one of them even being a train. The train suddenly zoomed around the room and then became life sized. It zoomed past them and everyone felt the rush of the huge object go past them. It crush a boulder in its path and then seemed to disappear through the wall.
"You don't have to accept my proposal but I don't want anyone doubting my power. I am not the only one in the tribe with powers like this, either." He said.
Finally, Lion-O agreed to an alliance but on one condition: he and his followers go to meet this tribe. Old Deuteronomy was more than happy to let them accompany him on his way back to the village.
For a tribe with potential in power, not one of the Thunderans or any of the other animals thought that they would see a sight quite like the Jellicle ball. When they vanquish their enemy, the Jellicle ball was definitely going to draw plenty of tourists and spectators. The Jellicle cats of the tribe were smaller than the average Thunderan cat by only a few inches mainly due to Jellicles being of house cats compared to the typical wild lineage of a Thunderan.
So everyone watched the Jellicle ball from afar. The tribe was more than happy to have an audience to entertain. Their songs are no longer about their previous lives as street cats but they were still as energetic, vibrant, merry, cheerful, and fun as usual. Each of them moved with a grace that hardly any Thunderan cat could equal. The beauty and grace of Victoria stole the hearts of many toms and her mate, Plato, earning the envy of many. The Rum Tum Tugger definitely earned his fair share of new fangirls with his handsome looks and cool attitude. Munkustrap gained the respect of many because of his leadership. Demeter and Bombalurina had all males in the audience aflutter with their sexy moves and looks but Bomba had more of an edge because she had no mate and was more outgoing. The Magical Mr. Mistoffelees had the admiration of many because of his magic and cunning. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer gained the admiration of Wilykit and Wilykat mainly because of their cunning as notorious thieves. Macavity himself had everyone in awe just by his sheer power but no one feared him this time; he was on everyone's side in this new life. Of course, Old Deuteronomy had awed everyone when he showed them his power of sending the chosen cat up to the Heavyside layer. However, the one who melted all hearts with her voice, captured the eyes of many having the same sexy looks as her mother, Demeter, with an admirable air of confidence and wisdom her father Munkustrap had, a quirky sense of fun and adventure like her uncle Tugger, and with dancing abilities like that of her aunt Bomba was none other than Jemima.
Jemima had grown into a beautiful young adult since her first ball. She has come of age to accept a mate. However, none of the males have caught her eye even though she and Tumblebrutus will occasionally flirt. The Jellicles have been thriving since they've arrive, Victoria having brought her two kits, Jewel and Hallite to the ball this year. Jemima is forever the treasured one of her generation but has long since outgrown the role of the youngest. She soon finds herself faced with new admirers as the dawn arose followed by the applause of others as the cat sent to the heavyside layer had disappeared out of sight.
She had a fascination with the new guests, particularly Lion-O and his friends. As bold as she is, she wondered up to them. She greeted them with a smile. Lion-O had especially caught her eye. The young king was around her age. The perceptive young female knew that she already had this tom wrapped around her finger. Her fascination with their race was what mostly attracted her to them but she was eager to hound the young king with questions, knowing that he will definitely answer. Jemima wasn't one to use her looks to get anything from anyone but, what harm could a little interrogation do?
"Hello! Please to meet you!" She said.
Lion-O couldn't speak. He admired Jemima most out of all the other females. Tygra chuckled at his brother while Cheetara returned the cat's greeting with a smile. There was no way this lovable cat was evil or meant them any harm and she truly doesn't. She gave off an innocence like that of a kitten. Wilykit and Wilykat energetically talked to the new cat with enthusiasm, avidly asking her questions about the performances. However, both kits seemed tired and Jemima was not going to let them go on for very long without sleep. Kittens are valued among their tribe and their care is of utmost importance even if some of them are strong enough to be members of the guard. Adequate sleep and care was stressed all the time for kits.
"I think it's time you two got to bed." Jemima giggled at the twins.
"We're not tired." Wilykat said, trying to stifle a yawn while his sister failed miserably at hiding how tired she was.
She chuckled and grabbed their hands.
"How about you two get some rest? I'll take you to temporary quarters." She said.
Jemima than looked at the others.
"My grandfather will talk to you soon. My father will show the rest of you to some lodging for your stay. I do hope you enjoy your time here." She said, leading the twins off with her.
She then brushed past Lion-O, gently rubbing against him and gave him a wink as she past him, her tail lingering longer than the rest of her. This was a highly flirtatious move in both race of cats.
"Hope to be seeing more of you, love." She said to him with a smile.
Lion-O blushed while Tygra and Cheetara laughed at the flustered king. Jemima grinned as she walked away with both kits in tow. She knew Lion-O was going to answer what she needed to know of this new world and she couldn't wait. However, for now, her top priority was making sure the twins are put to bed.
Jemima led both kits to their quarters with Snarf in tow. She led them to a guest lodging near her dwelling. Jemima often loved to take care of other kits and is one of the many females that helps raise the others. Wilykit and Wilykat were no exception as she tucked them into a warm bed for the night with a warm blanket. With an affectionate kiss for both of them and a pat on the head for Snarf, she left them sleeping soundly. Both kits for a second thought they were back home with their mom. So for the time, the kits allowed themselves to believe they were safe at home even if waking up will only bring them back to reality. Jemima fell asleep in her quarters next door, sleeping peacefully, excited to see what she could learn from Lion-O.
Oh Jemima!