Based off a role – play I did with a fellow CATS lover names Domino Jellicle! I was Rum Tum Tugger, and she was Domino :)
*I do not own CATS…unfortunately*
"Why me?" I often asked myself. "What did I do to deserve this?"
My name is Domino. What would you do if I told you I was a part of Macavity's life? No, not like a family member or lover. I've been Macavity's prisoner for as long as I can remember. From what my older brother, Damon, told me, we were abandoned as kittens. Damon said that one day he turned his back to me for a second, and I must have either stumbled across Macavity's hideout or something, because then the both of us were taken by Macavity and kept as prisoners. We were here for maybe a few months when Damon finally cracked and begged Macavity to become one of his henchcats, which Macavity agreed to. As for me? Macavity can't break me that easily. I will never be a part of his 'business'. I'll fight until the end – for my freedom.
I snapped my head up as my prisoner cell's door creaked open. Damon ran in, panting and breathless. As he recollected himself, I looked him over. He had grown quite muscular over the year. He was no longer a scrawny little kitten fending for both him and myself – he was tall, muscular, and handsome. He looks a lot like me. We're both black and white, except I have brown eyes and he has green. He took on so much responsibility of caring for me more than himself when we were abandoned, and I always felt guilty about that. He never took time for himself – always putting me first. If it weren't for him, I don't think I would be alive by now.
"What's going on Damon?" I finally whispered as he looked at me.
"I came to warn you that Macavity's coming for you," Damon whispered back. My expression grew horrified.
"What?!" I whispered frantically. "No! What for?!" Damon gave me a look, even though I already knew what Macavity was coming for.
I quietly cried into my older brother's chest and he hugged me for comfort. Macavity used me for his…special needs. It was horrible. There was so much blood and pain afterwards. But what could I do? Damon couldn't do anything about it, either. If Damon or I so much as stepped on fur hair out of line, it would mean instant death. Damon finally pried himself away from me. If he was caught talking to me, there would be severe punishments for the both of us. He slipped out of the room before Macavity walked in. He pinned me against the floor and settled on top of me.
I cried in pain as Macavity gave his first thrust into me.
A really, REALLY crappy beginning. I'm so sorry! But, it will certainly be made up in the next chapter!