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The cat looked around with satisfaction at the tall drums of fish food, pills, dips, and chips and at the body floating facedown from the shallow end to the deep.
Soon, three more followed it, twisting and turning as the water flowed more rapidly.
The cat, being black, was rejected by society, who feared him and his kind.
Because of the rumors the stupid twoleg elders told the younger ones, they learned to continue the circle of hate.
Some of the bigger twolegs had even started capturing them, and taking them away in monsters, never to return.
The few that were left had to do what they could to survive, eating garbage, smaller animals, larger animals, and anything else they could find.
"This all changes today" thought the black tom to himself, "these fools are examples."
"COME, MY BRETHEREN!" he yowled.
Soon, they appeared one after another, each carrying with them grim proof of their allegiance. One carried an eyeball, the next, a hand.
"Good, I see that you are all here" he purred.
"Tonight, we shall rule! Tonight, we shall feed on the twolegs!"
The army of cats meowed in agreement "yes! We will follow your every command, lord bloodstar."
"Good……soon, everything we have planned will be set in place, and we will be free."
Cheers and purrs came from the mass of black cats, quickly halted by the sound of footsteps outside the room.
"Hello? Is someone there?" the twoleg said in the loud, ugly language that they have.
The door opened and a head peeked in, "hello?"
"GO!" shouted a small, yet powerfully built she-cat. And, at her command, seven cats jumped on the twoleg, killing it quickly and silently, then they dragged over to the water and pushed in.
"Good, this is their water, and with these supplies, we will start the process of death."
They then dumped the pills in, the water pulling them towards the twolegs, soon they would be drinking it, and dying…
Oh, but that is not all, they had also gathered the cats from the other clans such as the forest, lake, and mountain cats to aid in their battle. Soon the twolegs would be gone and the cats could live in peace.
Bloodstar stood up and, running outside shouted the order: "COME! TONIGHT, WE SHALL KILL!"
Two days later…Communication is lost with the entire state of Massachusetts, scores of people are missing from surrounding states.
Four weeks later…Contact has been lost with the whole East Side of the country, all rescue attempts has failed, none have returned.
No one knows what is causing this.
Three months later…
"THE TWOLEGS ARE DEAD! VICTORY IS OURS!"
The clan leaders sat on top of a large twoleg dwelling, looking at the vast army of cats that had gathered in front of them.
And the earth was silent….