Chapter four

An invitation -1

Thank you very much for the lovely reviews that everyone wrote for my previous chapter which I felt was the weakest one in the story so far. This chapter is for all of you that have supported me through the chapter's. Thank you so much.

Disclaimer: Look I'm never going to own 'Cats' OK? Take it up with Andrew Lloyd Webber and T. S Elliot.

Demeter remained tense for the entire ball, often hiding her feelings with a crowd pleasing dance move accompanied by a smile, none of which convinced Bombalurina who could see through her sister's futile attempts like a pane of glass.

Demeter slid to the side of the junkyard, making room for others to contribute to the ball. Wriggling through the junk, she began to edge away from the ball and towards her den. Turning her head back to her goal she jumped several spaces back when she met the fiery gaze of her sister. Demeter stared into Bombalurina's eyes searching for a story she would believe.

"Where are you going"? Demanded Bombalurina

"I just wanted to get away" Demeter answered.

"Away from what"?

"I have nothing to do for the ball anymore" Demeter replied attempting to bypass her sister.

"You and I have to both contribute yet, I won't let you ruin what everyone has done for you today"

"What"? Bombalurina grabbed Demeter's shoulders, ignoring the violent shrugs she received.

"Victoria danced for you tonight, do you really think that wise so late in her pregnancy? Do you realise how dangerous that could be for her kitten?

"You'd know all about child birth and pain to a kitten now wouldn't you Bomba"? Demeter hissed at her sister whose once proud frame shrank away from the past that Demeter threw at her.

"Mistoffelees preformed all the magic he could, even though he would rather be with Victoria and his future child, but they all put their feelings aside to make you feel safe" continued Demeter panting heavy ,attempting to conceal the anger she felt for Demeter's selfish choice.

There was a silence between the sisters's once more.

Demeter stared at the dirty floor, unable to look into her sister's face as she bit back the tears, realising the consequences of her decision.

Bombalurina pulled her sister into her arms refusing to release her, stroking her head like a mother might do to her kitten.

Demeter clung to her sister, feeling as if she was a part of Bombalurina. Releasing her grip slightly, she led Demeter back to the ball.

Never letting go of her paw.

Munkustrap ran towards Demeter as he found her again, brushing his cheek against her, he thanked Bombalurina with his eyes, she replied with a wink.

They ushered Demeter forward to contribute to the ball. She suddenly came over with a feeling of scared, shaking off her feelings like her sister always did. She preformed what was in her heart.

"Macavity's a mystery cat: he's called the hidden paw-For he's the master criminal who can defy the law…"

she began, but she came over with the feeling again, her sister continued to the next verse, allowing Demeter time to recover.

"Macavity, Macavity there's no-one like Macavity for he's the fiend in feline shape a monster of depravity"

they sang together; as the other queen's joined their chant. The feeling returned with a vengeance, hitting Demeter like a brick wall, she couldn't shake it off this time, something wasn't right.

So she ran.

The wind whipped at her cheeks as she flew through it. The faster she ran the harder the wind slashed at her skin.

It cut her.

Blood began to congeal with the tears that were ripped from her eyes. Macavity's favourite mix she remembered

Pain and anguish.

She reached her destination, slowing as she came closer to the entrance of her den.

"Macavity, Macavity…"

the words scolded her ears as the evil wind carried them to her. Demeter searched her den, tearing it apart as she looked for the one that made her whole.

Shacking her head, Demeter backed out of her den, stifling her screams with her paw, tears blurring her vision. She fell to her feet, disallowing herself to return to them. Lying in the dirt Demeter remained still as the wind continued to torture her.

"For when they reach the scene of crime Macavity's not there".

Willow was gone.

Author's notes: I thought this chapter should be short for effect but am sorry if it annoys any one.