HAT: Okay, so here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing besides the plot and OCs.
My head pounds as I crack open my eyes and I wonder where I am and what happened when everything rushes back. Macavity attacked me! I shoot up and look around, realizing I'm in a cell. I rush up to the bars and grip them in my fisted paws and shake them, the rattling echoing in the silent corridor. I'm in Macavity's hide-out and there's no escape! I wonder how long I've been out and if anyone realizes that I'm gone yet. My heart pounds in my chest and then suddenly my eldest brother walks through the hall and I freeze, staring at him as he saunters by. I turn my back to the door and sink down into a sitting position. I don't know if I'll ever live, let alone get out. It's a few hours later before I hear anything else.
"A new cat, wonderful," a strange voice says.
I blink and look around my cage before I turn to the door and peer across the hall. "What?"
"What're you doing here? You're too pretty to be stuck in a place like this doing what we have to do," a red and orange leopard spotted tabby she-cat mutters from the cell across from me.
"I didn't ask for this," I snap.
The she-cat's eyebrows raise. "So how do you know Macavity?"
I hesitate, unsure if I should give away information like that. "Why?"
She shrugs. "Depending on how you know him depends on why you're here, how long you'll be here, and what you'll have to do to get out."
"... I'm his sister."
Her violet eyes widen in shock and she doesn't speak for a long time. "Well... you're in deep shit..."
My eyebrows come together. "What do you mean?"
"It means, you're going to be hated by everyone in here and you're gonna get it rough."
Before I can ask what she means by that the Hidden Paw walks in and stops in front of my cell and looks down at me. "Hello, Victoria... come with me."
The hench-cat with him unlocks my cell door and I follow the criminal up into his office. It's large and dark, ruby, crimson, all shades of red and even browns and blacks in the office and I can't help but find it a little funny that he'd have so much red, but I don't smirk or smile in any way, afraid of consequences. He sits on top of a large human desk and gestures for me to sit in front of him on the lower chair and I do so, ready to sprint and save my hide if need be.
"I'll make a proposition for you... you want to leave, do you not?" I nod silently. "So, the only way you can leave is if you participate in... games."
I lift a single eyebrow. "What kind of games?"
He chuckles and this sends chills up my spine as my white fur begins to prickle. "Wrestling, you could say... you must kill five of the best fighters otherwise... you die," he says and my eyes widen. "Ah, yes, you must be wondering about how you'll be able to do that... you'll start off in practice rounds, of course. If you win three in a row, only then will you get the chance to make your way to escape otherwise you'll end up dead. Do I make myself clear?"
I nod. "Crystal."
HAT: Yeah, I know, short chapters, but *shrugs* Eh... Could be shorter.
Plato: You have Victoria doing what in this story?!
HAT: It's not like it's actually happening!
Plato: *growls* Review while I kill HAT!
HAT: *flees and throws a steak at him* EAT THAT!
Plato: *skids to a halt and then turns around* Okay.
HAT: *shoulders sag* I honestly thought that he wouldn't accept... damn... I wanted that steak... T-T