A/N: I decided to try my hand at horror again. I managed to write one pretty well a few months ago, not really counting my last story with Mac and Teazer, and so I figured I would try it again. Pretty graphic character deaths in the next few chapters. It's all written out already, so expect updates pretty much every day or so. For the halloween contest, yet still read, review and all that jazz.
The Witch's Cat
Prologue
"Cori…" I heard Tantomile say, her voice low and sounding almost scared—something I had never heard before.
"What is it Tanto?" I asked her as I made my way across the slightly unkempt den in the pitch-dark of midnight, swearing softly as I ran into a sharp corner of a metal plate.
"Time. What time is it, Cori?" she asked me when I walked over. She grabbed my shoulder, quite tightly. I winced and tried to kneel down to get her paw off of me.
"It's the Witching Hour, Tanto, you should know that," I said as I brushed her head softly. She was burning up, and had a light sheen of sweat on her forehead.
"Damn it," she said as she arched her back, her face contorted in pain. "Damn her! I was hoping I was wrong!" Panic was rising in her, and she was full of fear. Tantomile couldn't be scared of what was happening; she wasn't scared of anything.
"What's happening to you?" I asked her softly.
"She found me, damn it!" Tanto said, her voice forced. "That stupid witch got another cat and she found me! The Witch's Cat found me!" Tanto collapsed back onto her bed, letting go of my shoulder and she started writhing there.
"Tanto! What are you talking about?" I asked her softly. "That witch you were with? How could she have found you?"
"I don't know! Just find that damn Witch's Cat, before she kills everyone, and for Heavyside's sake, do it before Samhain!" Tanto said, her voice straining.
"Tanto, Tanto, what are you talking about? You'll find her, you always do," I said softly as I knelt down next to my twin sister, who was still writhing on the bed.
"I—I'll see you in Heavyside," she said softly, looking up at me before closing her eyes and stilling.
"Tanto?" I asked her softly, hoping vainly that she was just asleep and this was some cruel joke she was playing on me for Halloween. "Wake up, Tanto." I shook her slightly, yet I knew she was dead. The telepathic bond between us had fallen completely silent for the first time, and there were no emotions coming from her.