Did you guess who the cat is? The guesses I got were wrong…sorry :P

This is from Macavity's POV and the cat's identity will be revealed at the end of the chapter! Yay

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I watched as he silently shuffled around, his once light brown eyes now dull. He had accepted his fate. He had nothing anymore. He had nothing since I went to the Jellicle junk yard and killed them all. I glance over into the corner of the large room when I hear a whimper. Mistoffelees is trying to fight off the hench-cat who is grinning at him. I shook my head and went back to watching my other prisoner. I went back to watching my youngest brother. I have to admit. It was surprised when my youngest sibling showed up and told me to kill him.

I never expected it from him…never.

I lounged back in the chair I was in and watched my prisoner shuffle around in his chains, wincing occasionally as a hench-cat dug their claws into him. A loud cry emitted from Misto.

"If you're going to do that to him, go do it somewhere where I don't need to hear it," I growled at the hench-cat who was feeling up Mistoffelees. The hench-cat gladly obliged, picking up Misto and dragging him, kicking and screaming, from the room. I turned my attention back to my sibling. His drawn brown eyes are on me, staring at me. I leaned back, looking back at him.

"Griddlebone wants someone to go clean her room…go," I snapped at him. His dull brown eyes looked at me once more before he left the room, his chains clinking.

It had been easy to kill the Jellicles. They never expected it. I killed the leader, my father first, and then it was Alonzo, the foolish cat. My hench-cats took care of the other Jellicles while I took care of my other sibling, of my middle brother. I had finished with him, watching as he fell to the ground, bloodied and almost recognizable. I watched as the light disappeared from his brown eyes as the blood gushed from his slit throat. Once I knew for certain he was dead, I turned my attention to the other Jellicles. I watched as Coricopat was forced to watch as his sister's throat was cut. I heard his loud scream of anguish and it didn't affect me at all. I had walked up to Coricopat at that point. His teary, though livid, green eyes glared at me. I quickly dealt him a life-ending wound. I watched long enough to see Coricopat crawl over to Tantomile and hold her paw before he went limp. The other Jellicles quickly followed suit. I had turned and saw an enraged Mistoffelees throwing lightening bolts at my hench-cats in his anger. Even then, Mistoffelees has some…some appeal to him. I had fought back against Mistoffelees, finally managing to render him unconscious. We had dragged him back to my lair and had put him in a cell until he came too.

I had been sitting in my throne room, in my chair, when they dragged my youngest sibling in. He had told me to kill him, he had pleaded with me to kill him. But I didn't. I didn't kill him. I couldn't, I still had to exact my revenge on him, the pain…I had wondered why he hadn't been in the junkyard that day. I had wondered why I hadn't been able to sink my claws into him. Now I knew why, and now I was making him miserable. I wasn't going to put him out of his misery and kill him…no, I was going to hurt him by keeping him alive longer, by making him my slave. I waited for a little while longer before I got to my feet and stalked to the door, stepping over the many sleeping bodies of my hench-cats as I walked to the door. I stalked down the hallways, hearing Mistoffelees's screams echo down the hall. I opened the door to Griddlebone's room and found she had my youngest sibling pressed against the wall. He was staring at her, his brown eyes wide. He was unable to get away due to the chains around his wrists and ankles, which Griddlebone had hold of.

"Griddlebone," I snapped. She looked at me before glancing back at my sibling. She reluctantly let his chains go and pouted at me.

"You're no fun, Mac," She told me. I shrugged. My attention was caught by the chinking of chains as he tried to back away. I stalked over and grabbed the chain, which was the one connecting his wrists and ankles together, and yanked it forward. He flew towards me.

"Come on." I snarled at him before I began dragging him from the room.

"Why won't you kill me?" He asked, his voice hoarse from not being used. I didn't answer as I pulled him back to his cell. I opened the thick door and shoved him inside. He fell to the floor, his back to me.

"Why won't you kill me?" He asked again. "You killed everyone else, you even killed our other brother…why won't you kill me?" I stared at him. How much he had changed because I murdered his family, because I had murdered his friends. He had been reduced from something great into someone who would do what I ordered him to…why? Because he had nothing…and he was hoping I would kill him like I killed the rest.

"Why, Macavity?" He asked me again, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Why keep me alive when you've wanted to kill me for so long?" I crossed my arms as I leaned against the door.

"Because killing you would put you out of your misery," I told him. "It would give you what you would want…not what I want,"

"What do you want from me then?" He asked, his back still facing me.

"I want to see you suffer, I want to let the guilt of your family and friend's deaths get to you…I want to see you become the shell of the one you once were…" He finally turned his head to face him. I could see the pain in his brown eyes.

"You…I…" I watched as he struggled to find the words to say.

"I know how guilty you feel," I purred at him. He turned his head away again.

"You should have been there…you should have fought back, you could have helped save them…but you weren't there," I watched his shoulders slump. "And they are all dead…they're all dead and Mistoffelees is my prisoner because you weren't there." I paused as screams echoed to the cells.

"You did this to Mistoffelees…because you decided to go to your human's." I told him. I could see how much my words were affecting him. How much my words were breaking him.

"And I'm not going to kill you, because I want you to suffer with the knowledge that you could have helped them." I started to leave.

"You killed our brother, Macavity, you killed our father…why won't you kill me?" I listened to his weak, emotional voice and turned to look at him.

"I'm not going to kill you, little brother." I said. I heard a rough sob escape his control. I walked over to his side and placed my paw on his head.

"I'm not going to kill you, I want you to face the guilt you feel…you might even join me in the future," I told him, drawing my claw down his head.

"Why would I join you?" He asked hoarsely as I reached the door again.

"Survivors guilt makes you do crazy things," I said. "Things that you would never have done before the incident." I started to close the door, cutting the light away from my little brother.

"Think about it, Munkustrap, think about it," I said and shut the door.

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Did I surprise you? I kinda twisted it up a little, I made Macavity the oldest and then Tugger and then Munkustrap…Tugger's ten minutes older then Munkustrap though…I'll probably make things clearer next chapter…and just a warning, there is no happy ending…

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