Well I feel better now but only because my brother Martin showed me that he can kick himself in the face.

Very funny to watch but anyway, this is not much happier then "Empty Chairs At Empty Tables" at first sooo yeah.

Yeah A muli-chapter story!

I own nothing but the OC, you know the drill.


A Vengeful Heart

ch 1

I was alone... Again, in a cold damp alley in the back streets of London where the scum were left to rot... I guess I am "scum" also 'cos here I am lying on the ground wrapped in a tattered blanket trying to forget it... But I couldn't, I could still hear the screams of my mother, my sister and those horrific red eyes that burned through to my very soul.

The stink of alcohol wouldn't leave my nostrils as I coughed and spluttered heaving my aching body from the ground, I needed to find a safer location and quick, as I heard the sound of heavy breathing, paws steps and the cruel drug induced laughter coming for the other end of the alley. I pulled my bandana further over my face covering the monstrosity and backing into the shadows.

"Well..well look 'ere guys a.a little kit haha look at the little runt!"

I felt something grab my tail and pull me from my hiding place, I hissed as four large toms crowded around me laughing in a manic way. I could smell the stink of alcohol coming off their fur in waves with every moment they made. Their eyes were bloodshot, the pupils dilated from catnip, I could tell they were totally off their heads.

"Why the ban..bandan.. cloth kit?"

The toms reached towards the right side of my face, towards my bandana. I struggled against the hold of the toms trying to stop them but the large tom already had a grip on the grubby white fabric. He ripped it from my face and stubbled back in fear as did his friends.

"Holy shit! RUN!"

"MONSTER!"

They all ran stumbling from my alley, the fear of what they had seen fueling their fast escape. I crawled towards my disguarded bandana, pulling it back on covering 'it'.

They're right I'm a monster.

I spotted a small puddle nearby and looked at my reflection, my short black fur was digusting looking, the white stripe that cut it's way, like lightning, across my chest was covered in dirt so it was almost invisible, my bandana was stain and dirty how mother would have lectured me about the importance on be clean. Mum.

I could feel the tears on my face as I watched them in the puddle cutting their way through the dirt in my fur. I ripped my bandana off staring at my disfigured face, the skin was a raw pink and the scars were scabbed over, to think it had only been the skin there then 'he' came. I shuddered at the memory as I looked over my face with the mismatched eyes, a green, blind right and a blue left. I turned from my reflection and pulled the bandana back on.

I looked at the stars, up to the heavens where mum was, where EC was.

I'll get him mum I promise, I'll advenge you and Bryni, Tayon will get him.

"No not Tayon," I growled to myself as I thought of my ginger tom with the red eyes. "From this moment on Tayon is gone and Phantom has taken his place."

You better be ready Macavity 'cos Phantom's coming.

And with that just like my new name I disappeared into the shadows like a ghost. Like a phantom.


5 months later


"GUYS WAIT UP!" I cried trying to quicken my pace but they didn't listen.

I lost them as they ran around a corner. They never wait for me. I stopped running and slumped against a nearby junkpile in defeat. No one ever waits for Electra.

Suddenly out of the corner of my eye I saw a black figure. I jumped and turned towards it but... there was nothing there.

I shook my head at myself. Your going insane Electra.

I turned to go to the main clearing when I was face to face with him.


A/N- Done, R&R and all that good stuff XD