Chapter 01

Threats

"You think this is end of it Munkustrap!" Snarled the vicious fangs of Macavity. His eyes blazing as he held his side. "I'll be back you bastard, I'll always be back" He laughed and slashed at a tom who was trying to pounce him. "You can't get rid of me so easily. I'll come after you, your kittens, even your grand kits" His malicious laughter filled the air, causing Munkustrap to shiver and snarl. "I'll kill them in front of you and then burn the rest of you alive"

"But you" he snarled at Demeter who shuddered and shivered with fear "You will mine again, soon".

Before Munkustrap could stop him, to put an end to the bastard and his threats, Macavity lit the sky up and then blacked out the entire town while Munk was left with scar along his left side and right cheek.

Munk let his hand fall from his scared cheek. The memory still held in Munkustraps mind, almost a full human year later and he still worried of the day when Macavity would return to try and hurt him and his family as he patrolled the tribe. What a family he had too. The Tribe was better than ever right now, Old D was still the Jellicle leader, but now that he was getting on in his age, he felt it was time that Tugger.

Yes, Tugger if you can believe it, started to learn more than just what he saw their father doing about being a tribe Leader. His fans weren't too please with it taking up a lot of his free time and the rest going to Bomba, much to her pleasure.

Demeter, his loving mate was doing well, for beginning her last month of pregnancy. Victoria, his oldest daughter, had mated with Plato and was denning with him soon after their last Jellicle ball, while Jemima . . . well Jemima was another story all together, she still hadn't mated, even though there had been a Jellicle ball.

Where was she by the way? It was getting late.

The night was cool and crisp as the autumn air glided throughout the Jellicle Junkyard. The younger kittens had been put to bed while one was walking about. Though technically she was an adult, Jemima had no mate and the adults still considered her a kitten until she mated.

Her mother was getting worried.

The last Jellicle ball she hadn't selected anyone, she had even disappeared after awhile. It wasn't because there was no one to dance with, oh no, there were plenty of toms to dance with, but none to dance with for life.

Misto was nice, but he was always so flashy, there's Coricopat but he's kind creepy with his sister. Alonzo was cool but a little too protective like her father. Pouncival was an ass. She'd never forgive him for treating Grizabella so horribly, that and Etcetera was starting to get over Tugger as she grew and was looking at Pounci. The rest just didn't interest her. Mungo was sweet but he and his sister always got into trouble. Plus she was older than her father, though he never looked or acted like it.

Forgetting it all, Jemima inhaled the sweet fall air and sighed happily, it was nights like this that made her feel so alive. When the Jellicle moon was growing more and more each night, hanging lower, and closer to their little home, that she felt empowered. Jemima walked along the Garbage Mountains, climbing upon her favorite one, which was an old half broken crane, the crane part had been completely ripped off.

It was the perfect height to stand and sing to the moon, to allow its energy to flow.

With that she allowed her voice to flow, her eyes closed as she moved and sang to the rhythm of the moon, not necessary singing words but notes, notes that let her emotions go. That told the moon, her secret friend how she felt. How she was lonely. How she wanted to fine her mate, her true mate like how momma had found dad.

Her hands gently waving with the soft curve of the moon and the wind, her body sway and twirling, Jemima lost track of time as she sang and danced.

Only when she felt something off did she stop. Her singing stopped suddenly as she looked around, her body stilled as her ears twitched.

Glancing into the shrubs beyond the junkyard she saw them.

Bright blazing cat's eyes.

Jemima let out a scream as hands grabbed her shoulders.