Hey guys! Well this is my first story/drabble on this archive... Please review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Cats, and the song is based on the original song, 'Mother Superior' by Coheed and Cambria, with some lyrical changes. Check out the original song!

'Brother Superior'

He couldn't see any doctors. Who would want to nurse a felon back to life? He couldn't do anything about it. Macavity was due for death within 24 hours. He had done so many crimes, but no matter how many times he tried to kill his family...he couldn't bring himself to do it. So he planned his last crime. He was going to kidnap his baby brother, Pouncival, and kill him.

Against all medical advice that he never got, he went out into the cold, and into his old house. His older brother was in his own den with HIS ex-mate. His brother was dating HIS ex-girlfriend. He reached into his mother and father's nursery and found the tiny sleeping kitten, and snatched him.

Back in the warehouse...

The kit wouldn't shut up. Mac needed to kill the baby now. He was due to die within this hour. He held up the knife, but the baby was screaming so loud that he could get discovered. Macavity began to cradle the baby, sitting on the counter, cooing him gently. He was feeling weaker. Much weaker. Macavity then sighed, and looked back on his life, while it was slowly ending. He began to hum,

"Here...sleep...at the bottom of hell

It's my time to pick the road

That this isn't that tale

They said I turned in as a coward

In hell

It's time to lay down and die

There's so much to tell"

The baby began to weep again, setting the anger in Macavity, but he couldn't yell. It hurt too much,

"You've not seen the worst of me!

And of course I understand!

No, I know you're just a boy,

So grow up and be a man

Little baby

Kicking, you scream

And whine

My victims pay the price eventually

Too bad I can't see your lies

You have nothing to prove

Stay afraid

Young brother

You've got nothing to prove"

And Macavity had to be right. A baby of Pouncival's age couldn't even process what happened five minutes ago. He had absolutely nothing to prove. Macavity picked up the gun, getting into a coughing fit. He could have sworn he coughed blood.

"Your answer is in there

To stand out the bottom and

Their sincerest appologies

Won't write you out of this one tonight

You'll see the light

In the pull of the trigger

Don't bite

Young fool

Don't cry

Anymore"

The baby had laid his head on Mac's scarlet shoulder, and Macavity realized he was swaying. He began to cough again and sat on the sofa. As the baby began to stir again, he shushed him,

"Fear sleeps inside your stomach

It swells

A tom boy has come in need of fix

One to cure the itch

And too long

This little baby cries on

Tomorrow they'll sing the words in song

Of a time when clouds dragged on

You've not seen the worst of me!

And of course I understand,

No, I know you're just a boy

Now grow up and be man

Little baby

Kicking, you scream

And whine

My victims pay the price eventually!

Of course I'll see the lies,"

He held the trigger to Pouncival's head, but his hand collapsed in protest,

"Aurgghhhh!

You have nothing to prove!

Stay afraid

young Brother

You have nothing to prove

Your answer

Is in there

To stand out the bottom, and

Their sincerest appologies

Won't write you out of this one tonight

You'll find the light!

In the pull of the trigger

Don't bite

Young fool

Don't cry

Oh!

Not anymore

Don't cry

Not anymore

Don't cry

Not anymore, oh

Don't cry

When you stuck in this feeling

Just pull out the knife

Oh no...

Oh oh oh oh oh...

Oh oh oh oh oh...

He set the baby on the couch, and as he pointed the gun at him, Macavity had a revelation. This is purely out of vengeance...his brother took his position and mate from him, his parents didn't enjoy their oldest child... But this wasn't the answer. He threw the gun to the wall before coughing up a little more blood, dizzy and tired,

"If you're stuck in this feeling

Just pull out the knife, oh no

Oh oh oh oh oh...

Oh oh oh oh oh...

Oh young fool

Don't cry

Anymore"

He then doubled over in pain, and crumpled down onto the floor, the baby laying on the sofa. He sighed, thinking that the cops would be here within an hour, finding him and the baby. He began to sing slowly but softly, as his eyes were drooping,

"Brother superior

Come catch the rabbit, he runs

How time has come

Watching the lean and hear

Soft little purring so near

Oh, your answer is in there

To stand out the bottom, and

My sincerest appologies

Won't write me out of this one tonight

I'll soon see the light

In the pull of the trigger

I'll strive

Oh young fool

Don't cry

Anymore"

And with that, the ginger cat slowly closed his eyes, his last breaths escaping him, leaving his exterior body behind, his soul rose up to be reborn. And even though he past away, he had seen the error of his ways, and with that, he got the opportunity to be reborn into a new cat, and to live his life a different way.

And today, Pouncival is 9, and as a boy, he is doing fine. But he remembers his brother as his earliest memories, though he doesn't remember the gun. And as he walks into the cemetary, he looks down onto his elder brothers tombstone.

Here Lies Macavity

The Real Mystery Cat

And as Pouncival sat in thought, a single tear escaped his eye as ye thought and thought, striving to see what happened that night. But all he remembers is a song. He looks down onto the grave, and sets a flower on it, the tear sliding down his face,

"Young fools

Don't cry

Anymore."

Well there it is! And I'm only 13, so please don't be too harsh. My other stories will be happier, I swear! Well, please review, and also, of you are a fan of Looney Tunes, I have two stories featuring the oddest and ironic romantoc pairing ever. And please, check out 'Mother Superior by Coheed and Cambria!

Review, please!

-Lutatrox