A/N: Italics is Demeter/Jemima singing, Bold and Italics is Bomba and Demeter, Bold/Italics/Underlined is the whole tribe together
It was over. It had been years since the first threat and now it was finished. He was finished. Macavity was dead. Slain by his own brother, Munkustrap.
Tears flowed; some in joy and happiness, others in grief from the loss of those lost during battle. Jenny and Jelly rushed around trying to tend to the wounded and move the dead before it got too dark.
Families gathered together in comfort and the majority of Jellicles had one thought on their minds: where was Munkustrap?
He had slunk off quickly after he had taken the fatal blow that kill the Napoleon of Crime… his brother. He still couldn't believe it had happened so quickly- one minute, Macavity and Munkus were going head to head while, as always, Munkus tried to reason with his older brother for the protection of the tribe; the next, Macavity's neck snapped under the silver tabby and the pair fell to the floor.
Munkus' shoulders heaved as he cried, his face in his paws until he realised his claws were soaked in his brother's blood. Munkus was fairly scratched up as well but there were more important matters to deal with; his brother's dead body lying in the middle of the clearing, for instance.
Sniffing, Munkus brushed his legs as he got up and turned, heading to clear away the remnants of the battle, before stopping to find Demeter- his mate- standing in front of him, shaking her head.
"Let the Healers deal with him," she said, softly, placing a paw on his shoulder "it's over."
It's over, the words echoed in Munkus' head. His tail twitched nervously and noticing this, Demeter sang, taking his paw in hers and guiding him through the Junkyard just the two of them.
Many nights we've prayed
With no proof anyone could hear
In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood
Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains
Long before we knew we could
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe
By this point, Bombalurina had joined them. She looked as if she'd been crying. Whether out of happiness or sadness, neither could tell.
She had had an intimate relationship with the Hidden Paw when she was younger but over the years, had grown to hate him with a passion for what he did to her and Demeter so whether his death affected her positively or negatively, neither the Protector, nor his mate, could say.
Until she joined in the song as well. She followed Munkus and Demeter on their stroll, trying to help lift Munkus' spirit.
In this time of fear
When prayer so often proved in vain
Hope seemed like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
Yet now I'm standing here
(Now I'm standing here) Demeter echoed
With heart so full I can't explain
Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'd say
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
You will when you believe
Jemima joined in the song softly as her parents and aunt entered the clearing, smiling warmly.
A-shir-a, l'adonai
Ki ga-oh ga-ah
A-shir-a l'adonai
Ki ga-oh ga-ah
Micha mocha ba-elim adonai, the kittens joined in as Jemima became stronger
Micha mocha ne-dar ba-ko-desh
Na-chi-tah v'-chas-d'-cha am zu ga-al-ta
Na-chi-tah v'-chas-d'-cha am zu ga-al-ta
A-shir-a, a-shir-a, a-shir-a
Soon the whole tribe joined together in the song, rejoicing over their triumph. They came up to the Protector one by one as various homemade instruments were played joyously.
Little words had to be said due to the circumstances but the message behind the song and the overall feeling of the Jellicles showed Munkustrap just how grateful they were Macavity was no longer their biggest threat.
There can be miracles
When you believe
Though hope is frail, it's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe, somehow you will
Now you will
You will when you believe!
You will when you believe, Demeter finished as she kissed Munkus' cheek and smiled reassuringly at him.
"It's over." Munkus whispered, accepting his brother's death and pulling Demeter into a tight hug.
I'll miss you, brother, he thought, but it was for the good of the tribe and may the Everlasting Cat have pity on your soul.