Jellicles,

You should have foreseen this,

You should have realised

That I wasn't done with you all yet.

Coricopat,

The lean,

Tall,

Quiet,

Calico Tom,

With emerald green eyes,

Well,

He caught my eye.

He and his twin,

But Tantomile,

She didn't interest me.

She was cold to him,

Leaving him alone

On so many occasions,

Just so she could talk to the girls.

I watched him,

I watched for days,

For weeks,

Even for a few months,

Just getting to know him,

To know his movements.

No one even noticed.

He might have realised a few times

That I was watching him,

Those nervous glances around the yard,

As he walked alone.

The slight panicked calls,

Trying to find out if someone was hiding

In the shadows,

Playing a joke.

Yes, Munkustrap,

I saw how you two talked,

How you seemed to be the only one,

The only one who cared about him,

The only friend he had.

But that wasn't going to deter me

From my plan.

The day I took him,

That life changing afternoon,

That would change the way the Jellicles thought,

The way they acted,

The way they treated each other.

I had watched as Tantomile left the den,

Leaving him all alone,

I watched as he finally emerged from the den,

Walking around the yard,

Looking quite lonely.

He walked to the tyre,

Talking to Munkustrap,

My pathetic younger brother.

Munkustrap's sharp eyes were fixed

Firmly on those annoying kittens.

Munkustrap ran off as a fight broke out

Between those squabbling brats,

Leaving Coricopat all alone.

He walked off then,

Heading towards the yard gates.

This was the chance,

The chance I had been waiting for.

As soon as he was a few streets

Away from the yard,

I ordered my hench-cats to pounce,

To capture the unaware

Calico,

Mystic.

To capture Coricopat.

He fought,

He fought quite bravely,

Though his emerald green eyes

Were wide with fear.

In the end,

He was overpowered,

And dragged back

To my lair.

He was chained,

The metal chains

Hanging from his thin wrists,

Those ankles,

The chains wrapped around

His long,

Lean legs.

He screamed for Tantomile to help him

When my hench-cats were torturing him

He just screamed her name

Over and over.

I sent my hench-cats to hurt him,

Their claws digging into

His thighs,

His chest

His arms

His face.

I laughed, watching Coricopat cry in pain,

I joined in the torture,

Enjoying the screams that broke free

From his control

I called them off.

His emerald green eyes,

Staring at me,

With so much fear.

His body was scratched,

His fur bloodied.

So many possibilities,

Choices of torture,

Different methods,

I wanted to see him break,

I wanted to take him back

To the yard,

Proving how ruthless I really was.

I found myself kneeling beside him,

Running my claw down the side of his frightened face,

Making him shudder

In his fear.

His eyes caught my attention,

They were so large,

So green,

So…innocent,

Yes, I could see how innocent he was,

Just by looking into those pools of green.

His ears are pressed flat against his skull,

Trying to block out my words.

I left him then,

Leaving him on the cold stone floor,

In the drying pool of his own blood.

I walked back in

The next morning,

Finding him asleep on the floor,

Probably from exhaustion.

He looked so innocent,

But he wouldn't for long.

I kicked his side,

Waking him up,

I called for my hench-cats,

They unwrapped some of the chains,

Pinning his arms and legs

To the cold stone floor.

I slowly pulled his legs apart,

Giving me the space I needed

To move in between them.

He was sobbing,

The sobs getting louder

With each thrust of mine.

He cried out for Tantomile to help him,

I don't even think he knew

That he yelled for her.

He was so terrified.

It was delicious.

I ran my paw

Down his soft stomach,

As I moved away from him.

It was surprising,

How soft the fur on his stomach was,

If I wasn't planning on killing him,

I would have kept him for my own amusement.

I sat watched him

As he cried,

As he struggled weakly,

As he struggled uselessly

On the cold stone floor.

His cries quieten down

After a while,

I know he is thinking,

He's hurt,

He's terrified,

And I just stole his virginity,

Cruelly and painfully,

But he was thinking,

Probably about that sister of his.

The one who wasn't even looking for him.

His cries start up again,

But this time

It's not from the pain,

It's not from the fear,

It's because he's left alone,

Because Tantomile isn't looking for him.

I walk over to him,

He doesn't even notice me approach,

I kneel beside his head again,

Laughing softly,

Laughing cruelly,

I run my paw down the side of his face again,

Opening up some more wounds

On his already bloodied cheek.

"One more day," I breathed in his ear,

His large emerald green eyes

Turned to look at me,

"But you're not going back…alive,"

I stood up,

Watching as he shook,

As he trembled.

He was so scared,

I loved it.

What intrigued me the most,

Was when he looked so terrified,

He looked…disgusted with himself,

I left the room, thinking of that.

When the sun rises,

I go back to Coricopat.

I crouch beside his head once more,

Being careful not to stand

In the pool of drying blood,

Surrounding his broken body.

His emerald green eyes

Meet mine once more.

I rake my claw across his chest once more,

Loving the pained yowl he made.

I call for my hench-cats,

Watching as they beat him up

For the last time.

I call them off

When he starts screaming in pure pain.

As he lies sobbing on the ground,

I walk over to him,

Kneeling beside him once more.

I place my claws

On either side of his head.

His emerald green eyes

Fearful

But

Resigned

"Plead for your life, Coricopat,"

He shakes his head,

That surprises me,

Oh well,

I would have kept him alive,

Kept him for myself,

If he had pleaded for his life.

I sighed,

Snapping his neck,

Though making sure

It wasn't a clean snap.

He would die slowly.

I watch as the tears spring to his eyes,

He's thinking,

I can see it in his eyes.

Probably thinking of his sister,

Of Munkustrap,

Of his home.

One last shuddering breath

And he went still,

Those emerald green eyes staring blankly ahead.

I walked over to him,

Picking him up,

Slinging the amazing light body over my shoulder,

I teleported myself to the yard.

They all stood in shock,

Staring at me.

I looked around,

My eyes coming to rest

On the one I was looking for.

Tantomile.

"You should have realised," I laughed cruelly.

I let Coricopat's cold body drop onto the ground,

Before I left the clearing.

I heard Demeter's scream,

I could distantly hear Tantomile's sobs.

I lingered for a moment longer,

Watching as my pathetic Protector brother

Took Coricopat's body into his arms,

Tears falling down his own cheeks.

Funny,

I had never seen him cry before.

I came back

A few days later,

Just to see what damage I had caused.

Tantomile was in their old den,

Holding a stuffed bear

Close to her chest,

As she sat on Cori's nest.

Munkustrap was talking to Old Deuteronomy,

Our father,

Saying that it was his fault Cori was dead,

That he shouldn't be Protector anymore,

That he wasn't worthy of the role.

I left the yard then,

A smile on my face.

I warned you, Jellicles,

But you didn't pay attention.

Murdering Coricopat wasn't necessary,

But you pushed me towards it.

I needed to show you how ruthless I was,

By murdering the tall,

The lean,

The quiet,

Mystic

Called Coricopat.

I warned you, Jellicles,

This time you better take heed of it.

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