This idea hit me randomly. I'm gonna try it out and see where it goes. After all, that's how I wrote 'How I met the Jellicles.' It started out as a crazy idea then turned into something awesome. So enjoy!

I am running a hundred miles an hour, my heart pounding in time with every step.

Most cats would be stopping by now, panting and watching as their pursuers closed in.

But not me.

A few blocks? Please.

I've been chased my whole life, from one thing or another.

But usually when I run like this, my pursuers give up after a few minutes because they know they aren't going to catch me.

But this wasn't a normal chaser.

I race towards the corner. I have to keep running. I can't let him catch me.

But I felt my path shift, my body responding against my will. I try in vain to turn around as I race down a dark ally.

No, no, no! Stop! Please!

I finally stop inches away from the hard brick wall at the end of the ally.

I touch the wall with my paw.

"I'm trapped." I whisper.

I quickly turn as my pursuers finally catch up with me. A handful of dirty black cats glare at me, daring me to run away again.

I stare past them as a dark figure approaches.

I knew what I would see even before he stepped into the light; His fur was ginger colored but in the dim light it almost looked dark crimson, as though someone had dipped him in blood. His eyes were two dark circles, empty of any emotion.

He stares at me curiously. "Mungo. Old friend. Why do you defy me?" He asks, his voice a chilling whisper that cuts me to the core.

But I hold his gaze, my jaw set. "Macavity. I have great respect for you. But I can't do what you have asked." I reply, careful to keep my voice steady.

Macavity sighs. "Mungo. All I'm asking you to do is betray everyone you know and love so that I can seize control of your tribe and make them my slaves." He looks at me, his gaze challenging. "Is that too much to ask?"

I stare past him. "Why must I do this?" I ask.

Glaring, he hisses, "Don't ask questions! You'll do as you're told!"

I stare at him, waiting.

He sighs. "Look. It's nothing personal, Mungo. But your tribe is very strong and is very close to…" He pauses. "The Junkyard."

I look up at him, curious. Since the day we first met, Macavity has told me many stories about this Junkyard he grew up in, how large it was, and how he was banished from it after attacking the tribe's protector. But he'd never exactly told me where it was. He always said that when the time came, he would conquer it and, with my help, finally get his revenge on the tribe who caused him so much pain.

"So the Junkyard…it's near there?" I ask carefully.

He nods grimly. "Yes it's very close."

I frown. "Why do you have to take over my tribe? Wouldn't it just be easier to send me directly to the Junkyard?" I ask.

Macavity sighs deeply. "Mungo that is…" He stops, thinks it over and slowly smiles. "…one of the best ideas you've ever had." He laughs, a cold empty sound that makes me cringe slightly.

He pushes me over and glares down at me.

"You gain their trust and when the time is right, you hand them over to me. Understood?" He asks.

I nod. He smiles and hands me a piece of paper. "Memorize the instructions on this paper then dispose of it." He orders. I look down at the paper and nod.

"You know the drill." He whispers.

I nod and stand up. I start to run towards the Junkyard, following the instructions. The black cats follow me.

I stop a few blocks away and turn to face them. I smile.

"Time to really chase me, boys." I whispered. They hiss at me. I ran away quickly, slightly afraid.

They chase after me, their faces full of hate. I race towards the Junkyard.

Suddenly, I felt my feet slip out from under me.

I gasp as I slid along the pavement. I turn quickly as they stand over me.

I smile. "Come on guys. I was just kidding." I tell them loudly, hoping my voice will be heard by someone in the Junkyard.

They frown angrily. Then one of them claws me across the arm.

I gasp as a drop of blood fell from the wound. I look up at them, surprised.

They grin viciously, showing off their sharp teeth, and start to beat me up.

I felt my strength leave me as their claws cut into my flesh. I curl into a ball and whimper softly as more and more blows hit me.

Suddenly, a bright orb of light hit the cats, knocking them backwards. They hiss angrily in the direction the orb had come. They ran away quickly as more orbs hit them.

I sigh in relief, then gasp at the pain.

A cat walks over and knelt by my side. She held a paw to her mouth.

"Everlasting Cat. He's a Jellicle." She whispers softly.

I stared up at the figure, uncomprehending. Then, I looked down. I had changed into my Jellicle form without realizing it.

I look back up at the cat. But she was now in her Jellicle form as well, carefully looking over my wounds.

She smiles down at me. "Shhh. It's ok. Don't move or you'll hurt yourself more." She looks around. "Rumpleteazer! Come over here and help me!"

I gasp as another Jellicle walks towards us. Ok either I have a concussion or this cat looks exactly like me.

At first I wasn't sure but as the Jellicle came closer, I realized it was true. From the black, white and orange calico markings to the way the Jellicle moved, its feet almost sliding across the ground as it walks.

But as I look closer, I notice that there is something different about my twin. Its body is thinner and probably a head shorter than me, and the shape of its body seems softer somehow.

Then I slowly bring my gaze up and realize something that shocks me even more than the twins initial presence did; This Jellicle, who looked almost exactly like me in all aspects, was a queen.

The Jellicle stared down at me. "What happened to you?" She asked, her voice even sounding a little like my own, with the same tone of playfulness.

I swallowed hard. Time to work my magic. "Well I was heading home and those cats were annoying me. So I told them that they must have no life since they spend all their time pestering random cats they see on the street." I laugh then cough.

The queen giggles quietly, smiling at me.

I smile back. "Well, they got offended and chased me here. Then they beat me up and you came along and saved me."

I look up at them. "Now I have a question; which one of you attacked those cats?"

The queen smiles. "That wasn't us. That was Misto. You're lucky he was patrolling tonight. None of the other Jellicles could have done that." She explains.

I smile. "Where is this Misto? He saves my life then disappears?" I ask, wondering who this Jellicle was and how he could have performed such a feat.

She shrugs. "I don't know. He always gets really tired after he uses his magic."

I nod. Macavity often complained of having the same problem. I should keep an eye out for this Misto kid. He could be useful to Macavity at some point.

"Excuse me if I'm being rude, but I don't think I caught your name." I said with a smile.

She grins mischievously. "The names Rumpleteazer."

I smile. "That's a bit of a mouthful. How about I call you…Rumple?" I ask slowly.

She giggles. "Ok. Now what's your name, hotshot?" She asks, her eyes full of laughter.

I smile. "My name, my dear Rumple, is Mungojerrie. But you can call me Mungo." I whisper, slowly inching my gaze upward until I can look into her eyes.

She smiles. Her eyes are a dark brown, like melted chocolate.

I smile back slowly. I have a feeling…That this queen could be useful later.

The other queen gave an exasperated sigh. "Well, your injuries aren't fatal but you definitely need some bandages on that arm so it doesn't get infected. Can you walk, dear?" She asks quickly.

I slowly started to stand. I gasp and sit down quickly as black spots cover my vision. "I can walk but not without help." I tell her.

The old queen sighs. "Rumpleteazer, can you help him to the den? I don't think I can handle it." She asks the calico queen.

Rumple glaces over me then back over at the old queen. "Call me Rumple, Jenny." She says slowly.

The old queen (Jenny?) looks over at her, raising an eyebrow, and lets out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. Rumple, can you help him?" She asks.

Rumple looks at me and grins. "Try not to slow me down too much, ok hot shot?" She remarks playfully.

I smile. "Now that you said that, I will do everything in my power to slow you down." I reply with a playful grin.

She laughs and slowly wraps an arm around me, letting me lean my weight on her. She was remarkably fast despite my added weight.

I smile as the queens lead me into the Junkyard. Phase one complete. I have entered the Junkyard and have begun to gain their trust. But they seem so nice. Not anything like the evil things that Macavity always said they were. But I can't think about that. I gave my word. And besides; it's either them or my tribe.

Pretty good, right? I just thought of this idea and I thought I might try to go with it since I have no other ideas burning in me. Tell me what you think.