Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except for my OC's. If you had the same names, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Hehe. :)

I sat playing tag with JennyAnyDots, my sister, when suddenly somebody screams.

"MACAVITY!" It sounded like Kayalo, our mom. Jenny and I ran toward the sound of mom's voice, as fast as our little paws could carry us. Once we got there, we saw a tall ginger cat and a small ginger cat. Malco and Macavity, father and son. Malco had Kayalo's throat in his paw.

"Macavity! Grab one of the kittens."

"Yes Papa." As we turn to run, Macavity grabbed my tail and the last thing I saw and heard before we disappeared was my sister screaming HELP.

We arrived at a warehouse that smelled like rotten fish. It was dark and there was dirt everywhere. I hated it. My mother was released from Malco's grasp and hurried over to me. When she picked me up and cuddled me, I sobbed into her shoulder.

"Now, now, we can't have any crybaby's around here," Malco said, with a sneer on his face.

"Don't talk to my daughter that way!" my mother growled at him.

"We will NOT behave that way, Kayalo!" Malco struck my mother's face, leaving three claw marks. I started whimpering.

"Now hand me the little girl, or I promise you, you will both die."

"Hand me over mom. I'll be fine." I re-assured my mom. My voice sounded calm and smooth, but inside I was a nervous wreck. Very reluctantly, she handed me to Malco, who dropped me on my back. Because I'm a cat, though, I landed on my feet. (This is why Jellylorum sings that part in the film)

"Macavity, take her to the trainers barracks, female section, kitten side."

"Yes Father." Macavity grabbed my paw and started to drag me down the hallway. I yanked my paw away and threw my head up high.

"I can walk myself, thank you very much."

'Whatever. Let's go."

I hate training. It's my...i can't even remember how long I've been here, but it doesn't burn when I train. Every day I must run two miles with the other training kittens, then eat whatever they give us, go into weight lifting, run another two miles, eat 'lunch', then go into fight training, eat dinner, then go to our barracks for sleep. I sleep with 10 other kittens, 5 queens including me and 5 toms. The only day we have off is Sundays, which, instead of training, we have a Warrior Ceremony. In the WC, Malco and Macavity chose from the kittens who will become Warriors. I hope I get picked tomorrow. I've been here the longest.

Macavity just announced the next assignment. We are going to attack during the Jellicle Ball and kit-nap Demeter. Again. Although last time I didn't get to go. I wish I did. Then I would be out of here. Let's go over the plan one more time before the attack: go on mission, pretend to be M.I.A, and return to the Jellicles! Simple. I hope. As I sneaked into the Junkyard, I heard music. And my sisters' name. She seemed to have her own song. Oh well. I went to her smell, her den. There I sat until her song was over and she came back.

"Jellylorum?!" She gasped.