Continued Summary:
Read as Star and her siblings change names, learn a little of the truth, then escape Macavity, then wind up fighting him again, and one cat has to die so save the others.
"Star, Star, wake up." Her mother whispered, "Macavity is coming and I need you to go with your siblings and find your father, he should be at the junkyard."
Star woke up immediately, then raced to join her siblings: Munk, Opal, Bear, Wiz, Whisper, Night, Flight, Bird, Scarlet, Magical, Fierce, Shine, Sparkle and Stealth.
"Ok, kittens," her oldest sibling, Stealth, who was a brown tabby, "I'm in command…And please, don't run off, Macavity may find you. Let's go." Star followed him loyally, but then let her eyes wander to her mother. I wish with all my heart she'll be all right. She thought, but then she turned around and followed her brother.
Stealth stopped them when they were halfway there, "Macavity!" He hissed, then he turned to the second oldest, Wiz, "Get them there! I'll catch up!" Then he turned and hissed into the darkness.
Wiz snatched Star's paw, then started to run. Wiz was a black queen. Then Shine and Sparkle, white twin queens, yowled as one, "Macavity!" Wiz let go of Star's paw, turned to the twins and said, "Get them there." Then raced off.
Shine snatched Whisper's paw, Whisper and Star were light gray tabbies, the only difference was that Star had white paws and Whisper had black ones, and Sparkle grabbed Star's. Star managed to keep up with her speeding sister, to feel her paw dropped again, and Sparkle and Shine run off.
The next in line, Fierce, nodded to Magical, then rushed into the lead. They ran until Fierce whirled around, then ran off into the dark. Magical snatched both Star's and Whisper's paws and they ran, with the others behind. Then Magical dropped their paws and ran off, following their trail back.
Scarlet, Night, Flight and Bird were quadruplets, and the next in the line to help the siblings. Scarlet snatched Star's paw, Night grabbed Whisper's, Flight grabbed Munk's and Bird grabbed Bear's. Soon they were rushing off, following a black queen, a red queen, a light brown tom and a blue-gray tom. Then they all whirled and then rushed off, leaving the youngest five all alone, worry in their eyes.
Macavity had knocked out the other seven when four more cats came racing along. He knocked out one queen, sent another flying, then knocked out the last two toms.
Soon he found five kittens: A silver tabby tom, a young one, two light gray tabby queens, one with white paws, one with black, a dark brown tom and a black queen with opal blue eyes. "Hmm, interesting. Want to come live with me? You'll never have to run again."
The silver tabby, most likely the one in command, looked back, then nodded.
"What are your names?"
"I'm Munk." The silver tabby said.
"Bear." The other tom held out his paw. Macavity shook it.
"I'm Whisper…"
"And I am Star!" The two light gray queens said, the first one to speak was the one with black paws.
Macavity smiled and said, "Pleased to meet you. And you are?" He turned to the black queen.
"Opal, Sir." She hugged him. He looked at her in surprise, then hugged her.