Note: Sorry it's taken me so long to update! I meant to update weeks ago, but I got into this terrible accident on the highway. My car caught on fire and I lost everything in it, including my laptop, which had all of my files on it. I'm amazed I made it out without a single scratch. Fortunately I had everything replaced for free (including my car and laptop, as they were insured), so no worries. After working on my Mungojerrie/Rumpleteazer fanfic "Choices" over Spring Break, I decided to pay this fanfic more attention. So without further ado, let's get on with it.

Admetus was still wondering what sort of contribution he could make by nightfall. He sat on top of a pile of crates by the trunk of the TSE-1 in the clearing. He was listening for all the evening sounds that emanated from London.

Admetus liked to spend the evening listening to the city. He liked being in a junkyard right on the edge of London's largest city; it taught him assertiveness.

Etcetera usually sat with Admetus and listened to the city with him. But that night, she was with her friends Electra, Jemima, and Victoria in the clearing. The four of them were in the center of the clearing, surrounding Rum Tum Tugger.

Admetus thought the way Etcetera acted around Tugger was rather… adorable, to say the least. Although Cetty was by far Tugger's biggest fan, her feelings for the Curious Cat paled in comparison to the feelings she felt for her dear Admetus.

Normally, Admetus did not mind it when Cetty hanged out with the others near Tugger. But he found that he was somewhat unsure, based on how Tugger was waving his hips and doing some pelvic thrusts so close to her face.

That type of behavior disgusted Admetus. But secretly, he could imagine himself do the same things with Etcetera. The only difference would be that they would do those sorts of things in private.

However, it was still a few months before Etcetera would come of age. She would not be old enough to mate until the next Jellicle Ball. Until then, all she and Admetus could do was wait. But they both knew the wait would be worth it.

Tumblebrutus and Pouncival came over to Admetus and sat down next to him. "Evening, 'Metus," said the mischievous kittens.

"Evening, Tumble, Pounce," said Admetus, still keeping his eyes focused on Etcetera.

"What's on your mind?" asked Tumble.

"Nothing special," said the ginger and black tom.

"Oh, okay," Pounce looked in the direction Admetus was looking, and grinned. He looked at his shy older friend and said "Is it something about Cetty that's on your mind?"

"You could say something like that," Admetus gave a slight nod of the head, "But it's a little more diverse than that."

"Would you like us to go get her for you?" inquired Tumble.

"No, you don't have to," said Admetus.

"Are you sure?" said Pounce, "We wouldn't mind. She is our sister, after all."

"If I wanted to speak with Cetty, I would go up to her myself," said Admetus, a little impatiently this time, "Is that understood?"

Pounce and Tumble looked at each other in slight confusion, and said "Umm… sure. You make your point quite clear."

Admetus just sighed and said "Guys, I'm sorry if I sound a little tense. I just have a lot on my mind right now."

"We understand completely," said Tumblebrutus.

Just then, Pouncival whispered into his brother's ear, "Hey, let's invite him."

He didn't do a very good job of whispering; Admetus could hear him completely. He looked over his shoulder and asked "What do you mean? 'Invite me' where?"

The two mischievous brothers smiled down at him from their elevated positions. Pouncival started to explain "We understand that you've been somewhat under stress recently, so I just figured that you need a distraction."

"What sort of distraction?" asked Admetus.

"Well, as you may know, tension between the Pollicle Dogs and the Pekinese dogs has been rapidly getting worse," said Pouncival, "By tomorrow night, there's supposed to be a huge brawl between the two tribes on St. John's Road."

"Pouncival and I decided to go observe the fight for ourselves," said Tumble, "We were wondering if you would like to accompany us."

"Is anyone else going?" asked Admetus.

"Well, our Mom wanted someone to accompany us 'just in case,' so Alonzo is coming as well," said Pouncival.

"But, we know that he's just as interested in the fighting as we are," said Tumble.

"So, what do you say?" asked Pounce.

Admetus sat thinking for a while, and then he answered "No, thanks. I think I'll just stay here with everyone else."

"Are you sure?" asked Tumble.

"Quite," said Admetus, "I don't possess the interest in violence that you do."

"They're only dogs, Addie!" said Pounce, "I mean think of it all: the exciting face-off, the mad barking, the brilliant tactics (maybe just semi-brilliant; they are stupid dogs, after all!), the vigorous tests of determination-"

"The spilled blood, the rotting corpses, the money spent on cleanup in city maintenance," Admetus continued sarcastically, "No, thank you. Maybe I'll join you some other time."

Pouncival and Tumblebrutus just shrugged. As they got up, Tumble said "Suit yourself. But if you change your mind, just let us know. We'll be glad to have you join us!"

Then the two mischievous brothers left.

Admetus continued to sit alone. Again, he watched Etcetera play with her friends and he listened to the city lights.

Admetus knew full well that the Pekes and the Pollicles were planning to face each other off, and now he knew the location: St. John's Road. There was usually a police dog on duty there, but at a certain time of the night, he usually got a drink at the Wellington Arms pub. Once he was gone, anything could happen between other dogs.

Just then, an idea popped into Admetus' head.

All this time he had been thinking about ways to bring down the crime level in the city. Stopping a fight between the Pekes and the Pollicles would certainly be a great way to start this process.

He made a decision. Tomorrow night, he would go down to St. John's Road. But not with Pouncival, Tumblebrutus, and Alonzo. No, instead, he would go on his own, and somehow, break up the fight between the dog tribes long before it got out of hand.

Even though he was only a cat, he was willing to put his own life on the line for this matter.

Admetus only had one real problem- how could he accomplish this without getting attacked himself?

While some of the other cats in the tribe thought that Admetus could make very intimidating faces, he was sure that he had a long way to go before he could scare a large group of Pekes and Pollicles.

He paced in circles, pondering the possibilities of how to present himself. Just then, something fell off the junk pile above him and hit him on the head.

"Ow!" he cried. He looked up and around, but nobody was there. Then he looked at the object that had fallen on his head. It was a comic book; a DC comics brand one, to be precise.

Admetus was rather fond of comic books. He was amazed by how humans could come up with such creativity. He picked up the comic book and looked at it. The two characters he saw on front were Batman and Superman.

He did not know much about them, but he did know that they were two of the most popular superheroes in the DC Comics franchise. They were also two of his favorites. Superman possessed various types of great superhuman powers that allowed him to overcome just about any obstacle. While Batman possessed no such powers, he easily compensated with his supreme intelligence and professional hand-to-hand combat.

Admetus smirked and said to himself "If only I could do what those guys did. Bringing down the crime rate would be much easier."

Admetus stood completely still for a moment, and repeated his last sentence to himself. Slowly, an idea started forming in his head. He whispered to himself "If humans can dress in elaborate costumes and fight crime… why can't cats do it, too?"

A few moments later, his meditation was interrupted by Etcetera. Admetus quickly hid the comic book and bid his mate good evening.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Cetty?" he asked.

"No, but I have an idea," she said, "Let's see who can do a more stylish high kick, 'Metus."

Admetus had a unique way of performing a high kick. He slowly rose his right lower leg into the air by his side, and he moved the paw on that leg up and down.

His high kick was executed with grace and care. Etcetera was equally flexible, but she was a little less graceful than Admetus. She actually wound up kicking herself in the head!

Admetus managed to catch her before she fell over. After the two of them managed to stop laughing, Cetty said "Well, I guess I'll turn in for the night. Goodnight, 'Metus."

"Goodnight, Cetty," Admetus kissed his mate goodnight and watched her retreat to her den, which she shared with her brothers Pouncival and Tumblebrutus, and her parents Jellylorum and Asparagus.

Admetus then brought out the comic book and looked at the cover once again. After staring at it in deep thought, he said to himself "If I don't do this for London… I'll at least do it for Etcetera!"

Admetus then went off to search the junkyard for some supplies.

In one pile, he found a few piles of unused spandex. He took a black-and-cream-colored roll of the substance and put it to the side.

In another pile, he found a pair of small goggles. He also found two very small blinking lights that were still in working condition, and some red bulbs to go with them. He managed to find some working batteries in the next pile.

After gathering up everything he needed, Admetus took everything back to a part of the junkyard where he could work alone and without distraction.

First, he picked up the roll of black and cream spandex. Using a pair of garden sheers, he cut it in a certain manner. When he was done, he sewed it together using an old sewing kit. The result was a type of outfit made entirely out of spandex that fitted Admetus just perfectly. He put the outfit on to test its flexibility, and he found that it was both comfortable and expandable enough for him.

Next he took the goggles. He punched a hole in either one of them, and inserted the tiny blinking lights with the red bulbs. He connected the bulbs to a battery pack, and put them on. He was able to see clearly through the goggles, but he could not see through them on the other side. That was exactly what he wanted.

Admetus also found a black wig amongst a certain pile of rubbish. He tore off a certain amount and fastened it onto his head. He was even able to hid the battery pack from the goggles under the wig.

The last thing Admetus did was take a collar he found in the pile and fasten it around his neck.

When he was done, he looked in a mirror he found in that same part of the junkyard. He certainly looked intimidating enough to scare a person, and he hoped he would be able to scare a few dozen dogs into submission.

The last thing Admetus needed to himself was a name. He thought of everything from The Moonshine Feline to The Peacekeeping Ex-Kitten to Purr-sonified Help to Ed (He liked the name Ed). In the end, he narrowed it down to The Tom With No Name, and another name.

He decided that he would choose a name later. For the present, he just needed to get some sleep and reserve his energy for the next day. He took off his new costume, hid it, and went to his den. There, he collapsed into his bed and quickly fell asleep.

The next night, at about ten o'clock, Alonzo, Tumblebrutus, and Pouncival headed out of the junkyard for St. John's Road. A few minutes later, Admetus slipped out without anyone noticing him.

Admetus was wearing the costume he had created just the previous day. But he had made two slight modifications to the costume. First, on the "gloves," he had attached a bunch of small and thin blades. He had done this to make his costume look even more intimidating. Second, he had spray-painted a large black "R," surrounded by patch of white, onto the front of the costume. He had done this almost purely for style and image enhancement.

Anyway, Admetus took every shortcut he knew to get to St. John's Road as quickly as possible. He managed to get there long before the other three toms did.

Just as Admetus got there, the big Police Dog stepped into the Wellington Arms for a drink. A few moments later, a Peke and a Pollicle just happened to meet each other. They barked at each other a few times. Before long, some more Pekes were appearing at the door and the windows of various buildings.

It was then that Tumblebrutus, Alonzo, and Pouncival arrived. They sat on the top of a wide stone banister that went up a staircase to a certain building. From there, they were able to catch a superb view of the vicinity.

Before long, the Pekes were crawling out one by one. The Pollicles soon came out in single file and marched around. The fighting was imminent at this point. Even a few Pugs and Poms had decided to join the fighting!

Soon, the barking could be heard all throughout the vicinity. Many humans moved away from the scene as quickly as possible. Some were very afraid about what was going to happen on that street tonight. Some of them even went so far as to ring up the Fire Brigade.

Just then, Admetus stalked out of a small basement flat, crawled towards the dogs, and finally leaped towards them. He landed right in the middle of the group.

All the dogs quickly stopped barking and moved away from Admetus. He slowly turned around and stared at all of them. His glare was both unsettling and frightening to the dogs.

Admetus' goggles shined brightly with the aid of the red light bulbs and the battery pack. They made his eyes look very mysterious to the dogs.

'Metus gave out a great yawn, revealing his powerful jaws. Then he raised his right leg into the air. After all of this, he gazed around at the dogs and allowed the hair on his wig to stand on it.

After all of this had taken place, the Pekes and the Pollicles quickly took warning. Admetus looked to the sky and gave a great leap. The dogs all scattered like sheep, every last one of them.

A few of them went to attack Admetus. But 'Metus was strong enough to defend himself against these dogs. He was very good in close combat.

In the end, a few Pekes and Pollicles lay defeated on the ground before Admetus. One of them looked up at him and said "Who… who are you?"

Admetus just smirked down at the wounded dogs and answered calmly "My name is unimportant. But you can just call me… the Great Rumpus Cat."

A few minutes later, all the Pekes and Pollicles had departed from the streets, and not one member from either tribe was still there by the time the Police Dog returned to his post. Admetus had left as well, leaving Pouncival, Alonzo, and Tumblebrutus on the banister in a state of partial confusion. They could only guess as to what just happened.

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