"You ok there, Dem?" Munkus had walked up to see Dem sitting down holding her head.
"Hm? Oh...I'm alright, just a fever..." Dem sighed. "I'll be alright soon."
"You sure...?" Munk knelt down, putting a palm on her forehead. "You're really burning up..."
"Munk...I'll be..." Dem suddenly fell forward into Munk's arms, whimpering.
"No, you won't. Come on..." Munk lifted Dem up, and walked to his den. He laid her down.
"Hang in there for me, I'll be back in a bit..." Munk ran off, looking around. "Misto?! Misto!?"
"Yeah!?" The two finally crossed paths. Munk huffed, putting his paws on his knees.
"I...Dem...she's sick...hah...I need your...help..." Munk panted. Misto nodded, and the two dashed back. Misto knelt next to Dem, putting a paw on her forehead.
"Oh, my..." Misto worked quickly, but Dem wasn't getting better. Munk whimpered.
"H-how come your magic isn't working?" he asked, worriedly.
"I-I don't know!" Misto whimpered. Dem slowly got up, and walked over to the side of the room. She vomited. The two toms looked away. Dem then dropped back to the floor, Misto rushing to her. Munk watched worried.
"Munkus, go finish your patrol. I'll keep with her," Misto huffed. Munkus slowly got up and walked off. He was about halfway through his patrol when he came across Tugger, paws over his nose.
"Tugger?" Munk asked, walking over.
"Hah?" Tugger looked over, "Oh, it's nothing. I think I just got a nosebleed from being with Bombalurina throughout the day." He removed his paws to reveal a large amount of blood on Tugger's paws.
"Tugger, I don't think that's a normal nosebleed..." Munkus sighed.
"Nah, it's all good..." Tugger breathed in heavily.
"I'm not taking any chances..." Munk checked Tugger's forehead. "Dammit..."
"What...?" Tugger asked.
"Your fever is high..." Munk muttered quickly. "Just like Dem..."
"She's sick too...?" Tugger asked.
"Yeah...I think something's going around, now that you're sick as well..." Munk murmured.
"Well...it's alright! Misto can just fix us up!" Tugger said, smiling.
"That's the problem...Misto's been unable to heal Dem so far...so..."
"Wait, really?" Tugger asked, voice turning grim. "T-then, what do we-"
"Munkus!" The two turned to see Mungojerrie, rushing forward. His sister was in his arms.
"Munkus, we were out on a...um, well, we were out and she just up and collapsed! I don't know what's wrong!" Munk gave a stressed look and felt her forehead.
"Fever...more and more Jellicles...what's happening...?" Munkus murmured.
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Munkus murmured as he walked around the 'stage' area, looking down. So far, seven Jellicles were very sick. Rumpleteazer, Tugger, Demeter, Bombalurina, Skimbleshanks, Griddlebone, and Growltiger. Tugger was the only one still awake, with a bloody nose to rival all bloody noses. Dem had vomited blood before she blacked out, which wasn't a good sign. Griddlebone and Growltiger had terrible coughs, Skimbleshanks had extreme fatigue, and all Bomba said was that she felt an extreme pain in her stomach.
Only one symptom matched up between the few: a very high fever. Munkus and Misto sighed, checking on their patients once more. Mungojerrie hadn't left his sister's side since she went down.
"Munkus...is she going to be ok...?" Jerrie murmured. Munkus slowly shrugged.
"I...we're doing the best we can, Jerrie..." Munk murmured.
"Munkus..." Munk looked over to see Alonzo, Plato, and Victoria. They all looked extremely drained. Munk called Misto, and the two ran over, Jerrie following short behind. The three took one of the others over and lay them down.
"Munkus...we just out of the blue..." Al attempted to say, but Munkus shook his head.
"I know...you can tell..."
"Pouncival...Tumblebrutus...they're still over there...you need to...get...them..." Al slowly faded, blacking out. Munkus sighed, and got up.
"Misto, Jerrie. Pouncival and Tumblebrutus are in need of assistance. Go get them for me, I'll take care of the ones here," he said, quickly. The two nodded, and dashed off.
"Munk..." The silver tom looked over at Tugger. "This makes...no sense..." Munk walked over.
"It doesn't, Tugger..." Munk huffed.
"Sorry..." Tugger smiled and dropped backward. Munk stumbled, but caught him.
"Damn...he blacked out... at least his nose stopped bleeding..." Munk huffed. The two came back, with Pouncival and Tumblebrutus in their arms. They laid them down.
"Munkus, I...I realized something..." Jerrie murmured, "I... I think we're the only ones not sick..." Misto nodded.
"I...believe so...but one would question who did this..." Misto murmured.
"I have a good idea..." Munku huffed.
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"Munk, you sure this is a good idea?" Jerrie asked, crossing his arms. "This isn't exactly an easy task."
"It's our only opportunity, Jerrie..." Munk huffed. "And he's our only option."
"A-alright..." Misto whimpered. The three slowly walked into the depths of Macavity's den. The three slowly walked deeper inside, as it got darker and darker. The three slowly walked into the den's main room. Munk raised his eyebrows. Mac was curled up on the floor, arms over his stomach. Trails of blood led from bloody paw-prints on the wall in front of him.
Jerrie rushed forward, "Boss?! You ok there?!" He rolled Mac onto his back. He was out cold, blood dripping form his mouth. Munk put his fist to his chin.
"If Macavity didn't do this...who did...?" Munk murmured. Misto's ears twitched.
"I wouldn't care as much if I could heal them, but...I can't..." Misto coughed into his fist, and slumped backward. Munk caught him.
"Misto..." Munk felt his head, "You're burning..."
"It's alright..." Misto shoved Munk off softly. "I...I'll keep going until we either save the tribe...or die..." Jerrie walked over, holding Mac in his arms. He was having slight trouble with Mac's weight, but tried to hide it.
"I'll take the boss back...good luck, you two..." Jerrie began to walk back up to the surface. Munk looked at Jerrie, then at Misto.
"What...do we do now...?" Munk muttered.
"Maybe...we could ask around...?" Misto answered.
"I...actually...I may know someone." Munk murmured.
It makes me sad how short this is. I attempt to get a little over 1,000 without my Author Notes, but I lack ideas for this first chapter other than what I put. Sorry, mes amis. Btw, this story is inspired by Assassination Classroom somewhat. Anyways, hope you have a nice day :3
