A/N: My first attempt at a chapter fic. With a lot of help from none other than Krissy4. Not all of this was written by me. Some was written by Krissy and some by me, so I can't take all the credit. She's the evil mastermind behind Macavity. For that I must thank her greatly...


Macavity stood over his mate; watching her scream in pain. Sweat beading on her forehead, tears in her eyes as she was coached to push. He wasn't going to give her any comforting words. She was not fit to squeeze his paw for reassurance. She was going to finish her job and be finished. It could have a different scenario; all too easily. This is what happens when you're mated to a whore. They act like one and when the time comes for your child to come into the world... Well, it's not really your child.

Not his. He knew exactly whose it was... His good for nothing brother took away the queen he loved, took away his home, took his mate and this is what he got... The score would be settled soon though... A few more pushes and he could get started with it.

"For Bast sake, Serenis, it's not that hard to do," he said harshly, his eyes glaring at her. "Just push the damn thing out!"

"I'm trying," Serenis cried through another contraction. She took a few deep breaths, trying to push as much as she could. "You're not helping me, by yelling at me like this!"

"It's the father's job to help," he reminded her coldly.

"Macavity... Please," Serenis cried once more.

"I's can see 'is head, Miss. Few mor' pushins'll do," the nurse, Revaira encouraged, resting her paws on Serenis' knees.

Serenis took another deep breath, pushing again. She cried in pain as the small kitten was being pushed out.

"Tha's it, Miss…"

"Is it out yet," Macavity asked, looking over at Revaira.

"Ain't yet, Guv. Have sum patience. Havin' kihts dun happen in a snap. Takes time if ya wants 'im ta live, it does."

"How about I just cut him out of her then?" It would save him a lot of trouble.

"I dun wanna have ta clean up no mess, I don't. 'E's almost here, just one mor' big push, Serenis,"

"I.. I can't. I'm so tired..."

"She told you to push," Macavity repeated, glaring at Serenis.

"I can't!"

"Jist one push. Then ya's can rest, Miss. Jist one mor',"

Sirenis pushed as hard as she could, crying out in pain. Revaira gave a smile as the kitten, at last, came out.

"There we are... Ya's kin r'lax now Miss. Yer dun."

She was done yet, but in just a few more moments, she would be.

"Take the kitten away and clean him, Revaira," Macavity commanded.

"Aye, Guv." Revaira nodded standing up with the kitten.

"No..." Serenis stopped her reaching out a tired paw towards her. "Let me see them... Let me see my kitten."

Macavity waited until Revaira left the room before he started to slowly walk towards his mate.

"Serenis... tell me. What is the punishment around here given to those who betray me… And tell me why you think that you should be excused from it."

"Macavity, please... I'm sorry... It wasn't my fault. Please..."

"Oh, it wasn't your fault that you became impregnated with another tom's kitten? Oh, yes, that's believable. Perhaps if you had come home crying that night instead of with that smug look on your face, I would believe you. Unfortunately for you - I do not."

"Please," Serenis begged, "My kitten needs me..."

"Revaira's kitten was stillborn. She's still producing milk - she can feed the kitten..."

"No... Macavity please - I'm begging you!"

"And I'm stopping you," he said, placing his unsheathed claws on her neck. "Farewell, Serenis," he said, giving her a kiss on her forehead before he plunged his claws deep into her neck and cut her throat.

Revaira stepped back into the room, cradling the kitten in her arms, cleaned and checked. The baby tom was healthy and happy. Just like any other kitten. Well... Except her own… Her kitten had never even had a chance to live. At least someone's kitten would be able to live the life her kitten was not able to. She looked up from the kitten and froze, staring shocked as a pool of blood gathered around Serenis' body, Macavity above her.

Revaira screamed in horror, holding onto the kitten; catching herself from holding too tightly and suffocating him. How could he do that to his own mate? How could he kill her like that? Was he going to kill the kitten next? No… He couldn't do that. He couldn't take the life of another kitten from them...

Macavity looked over at Revaira, walking towards her stealthily; his eyes on the kitten in her arms. Looked nothing like him... Nor his brother... Perhaps he inherited the stripes from him...

He bent down, picking up the discarded rag on the floor, using it to clean his claws. "Is it a tom?"

"Aye..." Revaira hesitated to say looking over at Serenis laying on the floor... "Miss..."

"Has betrayed me and suffered the consequences that are clearly set out. I shall be entrusting you to feed... Mungojerrie."

"Y'ain't... Y'aint gonna kill 'im too?"

"No," he said simply. "With proper training, he will make an excellent worker."

Revaira looked down at the kitten nestled in her arms. Of course any kitten that was born there would end up working for Macavity. That would have been no surprise. But this kitten was the kitten of his mate; who had betrayed him. It seemed strange for him to murder his own mate but keep the kitten alive, even if it would grow up to be a good worker.

"And I have special plans for Mungojerrie..." Yes, the name was perfect. It was the name of a fool... They wouldn't suspect him

"Plans fer 'im?" He was only a kitten.

"Yes," he said, taking Mungojerrie from her, carefully holding him in his paws, walking slowly back to the cold form on the floor. "Guileless son, I'll shape your belief, and you'll always know that your father's a thief...'

Revaira watched Macavity as he took the kitten giving a small mewl in his paws. What would He possibly plan for such a small kitten? He wouldn't be useful for months yet.

Macavity continued, standing above Serenis; "My only son, each day you grow older, each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold. The child of my vibe, the flesh of my soul, will die in returning the birthright he stole..."