Finale and Overture
Gus sat silently looking about his theatre, making sure no one would desecrate or harm his haven.
"Father? Father, please come down. It's dangerous up so high." A young voice fluttered up to the rafter he was sitting on. He looked down at the small queen sitting on the theatre's oaken floor.
"Jellyorum, I'm fine." He replied, reluctantly heeding his daughter's warning. "I just need to get about. You know?"
Gus landed silently next to his daughter and smiled, before hearing screeching tires and the sound of a fellow Jellicle screaming in pain.
"Jelly!" Gus yelled, indicating his daughter to follow.
They scurried up and thru the rafters of the theatre, and thru a broken window to make to the alley outside.
Jellyorum was the first to spot her, an older Jellicle queen curled up around a young kit. Blood soaked thru the queen's black fur, staining the pavement. She weakly looked into Jellyorum's eyes and wheezed,
"Take her."
Jellyorum knelt down beside her and looked beck into emerald eyes slowly losing their luster. The queen winced and hoisted the kit she had wrapped herself around.
"Take her. My Bealzabub…"
The emerald eyes went dull, just as Jellyorum hoisted the young kit from now limp arms. The kit was onyx like in color, like her mother, and was barely weaned.
Gus hurried over to help Jellyorum with the young kit; sleeping, soundly unaware of what had just happened. Jellyorum looked into the kit's peaceful face, and found hope in echoing that queens last words,
"My Bealzabub."