[so… yeah I know I know ima jerk cause I've got one and maybe possibly two other stories going on. BUT! But but BUT I might just cut out what I have on playing with the big boys and switch it over to another fic.

And I promise I'm working on the Criminal Minds one, it's just that I like to WRITE things down in random order when random scenes pop into my head soooooo…. Yeah I probably won't have the second chapter up for a while… yea…

Haha I'm here at school and I just finished with my English essay so I have thirty more minutes of random goofing off time.

I refuse to call it free time. What are we? Five?

Anyways. All I own here is the NAME Oprana

thanks!]

The world is all a stage – … really? I have to TELL you? Shame shame shame. btw it's w. shakespeare for those peoples who don't read. not that there's a problem with that just... yeah i'll shutup now.

"Isn't it beautiful?" I sighed, staring at the moon. Sillabub sat beside me, her tail flicking agitatedly from side to side. Ticking like pendulum, it's hypnotic tempo getting my attention every few seconds.

"Meh, it's the moon. What's so great about it?" She asked, playing with the heart pendant on her collar. I pushed her, making her tip to the side for just a second. Her bright green eyes staring at me, she slowly pushed herself up, walking away from me and to the door.. "Anyway, it's getting late. I'm going to bed, and you should too." She walked out of the room, leaving me to stare up at the moon and all its glory. I sighed rolling over onto my back. Blank thoughts filling my mind. It was rather late, maybe I should try to go to sleep. But I didn't want to, I didn't want to have anymore of the nightmares that filled my mind. They were a dark and dangerous place indeed. A large pile of my loved ones here and there. Only the usual. But sleep was good for me, I actually did kind of need it. I closed my eyes as I curled into a ball.

"Sweetie, you awake?"

"Hmm? Daddy?" I muttered, my eyes only half open and my vision blurry.

"Hey, it's time to go." I could feel his arms sliding under my knees and back as he lifted me off the bed. I didn't bother to ask where, I was already asleep again.

"JE-!" The tabby was cut off though, I snapped awake, staring in shock as a furious red cat pounced on him. They clawed at each other, the blood spilling onto the floor. The most beautiful stains covering the pavement. The silver cat deliver a blowing punch to the others jaw, knocking him back as they began to wrestle across the ground. "RUN!" He screamed at me. I did as told and scrambled to run away.

"NO!" The ginger cat yelled as he kicked the other away. He began to chase after me, his paws hitting the ground over and over as he gained speed. I was only a kitten, and had nothing to do with anything here. Nothing at all. I screamed as his teeth bit into my scruff, viciously yanking me off the ground. I looked back at the silver tabby, watching as he meekly tried to push himself up before collapsing back to the ground with a haunting THUMP.

"DADDY!"

"Jemima. Jemima. Jemima. Jemima. Jemima."

"Oprana! Wake up you lazy thing!" My eyes snapped open, Griddlebone hovering over me. She was the most beautiful cat I'd ever seen. Perfect cream colored fur, curvy hazel eyes and full red lips. She had one full black slash running across her left paw, and a scar on her neck. Even though I had named every flaw about her appearance, she never stopped amazing me with her loveliness ."Come on now, your father wants to see you training." She said, walking away from me and out into the hall.

That silver tabby, the one in my dream. I'd seen him before, but he most certainly wasn't my father. I'd seen him when I'd gone on raids on the Jellicles with daddy. Munkustrap I think, the protector. He always fought dad, no matter what those two always seemed to find each other in the midst of the battles. I need to find out who Jemima was though. I didn't, I wasn't... I looked up and slammed my hand into the back of Griddlebones neck, watching her fall to the ground. I turned my head both ways, falling back against the wall as I slinked through the shadows. If I just got there, I just wanted to ask, just one question and then I'd come back. It would only be for a little while. Only a moment.

The streets were long and winding, the cold winter breezes constantly running chills up my spine. I slowed down as I came closer. My paws struggling to grip onto the television as I climbed up the large junk pile. I stared as Munkustrap picked up a small orange and yellow kit. Was that his daughter, was that Jemima? No, Jemima was taken by Macavity. Was that his new daughter? I slowly sloped down the pile. Deuteronomy sat on that tire as usual, and unfortunatly I could only think of one way to do this. I reached into a shattered tv, taking a handful of the dust that filled one of the broken tubes. This is what when you grow up fighting on the streets, you learn to improvise. I slinked into the center, every eye following me.

"You all have three seconds to tell me the last time you saw Jemima!" I yelled. The Jellicles tensed up, exchanging glances. I could name them all, Admetus, Skimbleshanks, Plato. Plato... he was undercover for daddy, he played his part well. I turned in one full circle, glaring at each and every one of them. "One." Jenny, Jelly, Demeter, Tugger. "Two."

"You will leave. Now." I could hear a soft voice coming from behind me. I turned slowly on my heel, able to see Old Dueteronomy over the tux's shoulder.

"Three." I blew out the neon dust, the gray metallic covering only the old graying cat. He gagged and choked as I backed away. My claws slid out, leaving beautiful three red lines on Mistoffelees face, he made a struggled noise as his hand instantly moved to cover the wound. I smiled openly as all the queens rushed to the leaders aid. Isn't it funny what neon will do to cats? I turned to run the opposite direction, but I ended up staring at a rather dark and hateful pair of gray eyes.

"Who are you?"

I turned to run in the opposite direction. Damn Plato. He was supposed to be on my side. I circled the ring of Toms around me, desperately trying to find escape. I grabbed Pouncivals collar, yanking him forwards. My arm cross over his chest keeping him from fighting back, my claw pressed tightly against his throat.

"Coward!" He spat, his arms desperately trying to yank mine away. I smiled, humming into his ear. I pushed him with everything I had at the small crowd, making sure they fell ontop of themselves to catch him. I struggled to reach the top of the junk pile, just about to jump down.

"Mistoffelees now!"

I turned just in time to see it coming, the beautiful flash of white and blue. It came closer, growing larger still. And then it hit me. I stared at him in just belief; Feeling the shocking jolt of pain run through my body as I toppled off the back of the pile. The sharp bits of trash pulling and tearing at my fur. I could feel the impact of the hard cement with my skull. The crack was audible as my head hit the ground. My mind was pounding as fireworks exploded before eyes. The vicious twisting of my thoughts was agonizing. But it soon laid the black blanket of unconsciousness over my eyes.

[Yup.

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anyway, the plot is pretty simple to figure out. but if you have any trouble understanding just ask and you shall be heard.

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