Mungojerrie found himself back in the warehouse the next morning. He was back in Macavity's arms, and he about to be thrown out the same window as before.

Macavity's countenance became lined with fury and disturbing humor at the same time. His henchcats were all lined up behind him, and they were laughing wickedly.

Then he saw the most horrible sight: Rumpleteazer was lying right before him on the floor. Her fur was messed up, her blood was flowing all around her, and her body was devoid of all signs of life.

Macavity looked up at Mungojerrie and told him "Have fun on the ground."

Then Mac threw Mungo through the window once again. Only this time, there was no ground. Mungo just kept falling... and falling... and falling... and falling.

Finally... he woke up. He sat up straight and breathed in deeply. But then he grasped his shoulder in pain. After quickly examining himself, he recognized his shoulder injury as one of the ones he had acquired from his fall the previous day. Mungo then looked around, and he realized he was still in the same den at the Jellicle Junkyard.

Mungo quickly realized that everything he had just seen was only a nightmare, and he slowly calmed down and laid back down on the bed.

An hour later, there was a knock at the door. Mungo turned to it and said "Ent'er."

A very large and very old cat with shaggy brown fur entered the den. He was followed by Munkustrap and three cats Mungo did not know from before. Two of them looked exactly the same; the only difference was their genders. The third was a young tuxedo kitten.

Mungojerrie quickly sat up and said "You... must... b'e... Old Deuteronomy."

The elderly brown cat nodded and said "You are correct, Mungojerrie."

Mungo quickly bowed down before the powerful figure. He bowed so that his face was touching the ground. He then spoke quietly but clearly "I will le'ave this pla'ce wheneve' you want me to. Jus' say the wo'rd an' I'll be outta 'ere faste' than a Peke on a Pollicle."

Old Deuteronomy lightly chuckled and placed his front paw on Mungojerrie's shoulder. "I did not come here to force you to leave, Mungojerrie. I came here to discover your intentions."

Mungo peered up at the Jellicle leader from the corner of his eye and asked him "'ow will ya do that? Do you wish to inter'ogate me?"

Old Deuteronomy smiled down at the calico cat and told him "No, all I have to do is contact the Mystical Divinity of Unashamed Felinity."

Mungo looked confused. "Wh'at's th'at?" he asked.

"It would take hours to completely describe it," was the wise leader's answer, "It is much easier for everyone if I just show you what it is. Coricopat, Tantomile..." he signaled two of the other cats in the room.

The two identical cats slowly approached Mungojerrie. The male one - Coricopat - stood to Mungo's right, and the female one - Tantomile - stood to his left. Old Deuteronomy stood in front of Mungojerrie so that Tantomile was directly to HIS right, and Coricopat was directly to HIS left.

Coricopat held out his left paw to Mungojerrie, who took it in his right paw. Tantomile held out her right paw to Mungo; Mungo took it in his left paw.

Old Deuteronomy took Coricopat's right paw in his left paw, and he took Tantomile's left paw in his right paw.

Finally, the four of them had formed a circle together.

"Munkustrap, Quaxo, leave us," Old Dueteronomy ordered the other two cats behind him.

"But father-" Munkustrap began.

"Munkustrap, if I am not alone with these three, it will be difficult to contact the Mystical Divinity in this manner," Old Deuteronomy told the Jellicle Protector.

"Very well," Munkustrap reluctantly left the den with the tuxedo kitten.

Once Old Deuteronomy was alone with Mungojerrie and the twins, he instructed Mungo "Now close your eyes and try to look inside yourself."

"'Look ins'ide me-self?'" said Mungo.

"Try to open your mind and let your thoughts flow freely," Old Deuteronomy clarified. "I will then contact the Mystical Divinity and interpret whether or not you have truthfully forsaken Macavity and the rest of his organization."

Mungo closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind of any nonessential thoughts. Once he was properly focused, he said "I'm re'ady."

Old Deuteronomy closed his eyes and said "Coricopat, Tantomile, begin."

The twins closed their eyes, froze in their positions, and concentrated their psychic powers on Mungojerrie's mind. Mungo was undergoing a rather peculiar sensation, as if he was staring into an endless void.

There was over ten minutes of absolute silence. During that time, no one moved a muscle.

After what felt like an age, Old Deuteronomy's voice pierced the silence and said "Return, Mungojerrie."

Mungojerrie opened up his eyes and was greeted with the grinning countenance of the Jellicle leader. Up until that point, Coricopat and Tantomile had not expressed any emotion whatsoever. But now, they were looking at Mungojerrie as if he was a close friend.

"The Mystical Divinity has told us that you have completely forsaken Macavity's group for good," Old Deuteronomy revealed, "All that remains is a few questions."

"Ques'tions 'bout wh'at?" inquired Mungo.

"Yourself," Old Deuteronomy answered him. "Tell me about yourself, Mungojerrie."

"Well, sih, my backg'roun isn't exhactly the happies' ya'll eve'r h'ear," said Mungo.

"I wish to know about it anyway," said Old Deuteronomy.

Mungo went into a lengthy explanation about his story. Once he was finished, Old Deuteronomy asked him a few more questions. Mungojerrie answered them all in complete honesty and seriousness. Once he was finished, Old Deuteronomy asked him one final question: "Would you like to join us, Mungojerrie?"

Mungo did not hesitate as he thought he would. He realized that Rumpleteazer was correct; this was a great place for him to start a new life. He looked straight into the Jellicle leader's eyes and told him "Yes, sih. I would lo've ta jo'in you."

Old Deuteronomy smiled at him, helped him up from the bed, and told him "Then on behalf of the Mystical Divinity, I officially welcome you into the Jellicle Tribe."

Coricopat and Tantomile smiled warmly at Mungojerrie.

"Congratulations," said Coricopat.

"You're one of us now," said Tantomile.

"Th'ank you bo'th," said Mungojerrie. He looked up at Old Deuteronomy and told him "Th'ank you, too, sih." Mungo held out his paw to shake Old Deuteronomy's paw. Old Deuteronomy ignored it and embraced Mungojerrie royally. During the hug, Old Deuteronomy said "A paw-shake conveys agreement and friendship; an embrace conveys trust and closeness."

Once the two of them came apart, Old Deuteronomy asked Mungo "Would you care to come outside and meet the rest of the tribe?"

Mungo nodded. "But befo'e that, sih, may I see Rump'leteazeh?"

"She has actually been waiting outside the door this entire time," Old Deuteronomy enlightened him, "She wanted to see you as soon as possible."

Mungo said through a beaming smile "The feelin' is mut'al."

Mungo started to make his way to the door, but he collapsed before he could take three steps. In all the excitement, he had forgotten that he had been beaten half to death. While some of his injuries have been healed by Jennyanydots and Jellylorum, most of them remained.

Coricopat and Tantomile went to Mungojerrie and helped him up.

"Th'anks fo' th'at," he said.

"Perhaps we should heal your wounds before we do anything else," Old Deuteronomy suggested.

"'ow will ya do th'at?" asked Mungo, "Does th'is 'Mys'tical Div'inity' 'ave healing capa'bilities as well?"

"No, this will require a different form of mysticism," said Old Deuteronomy. He went to the door of the den and opened it. Rumpleteazer was standing right there.

"May I co'me in now?" she asked.

"Yes, you may, Rumpleteazer," Old Deuteronomy smiled down at her.

Rumple walked past the Jellicle leader and went over to Mungojerrie. She asked him "Ho'w are ya feelin'?"

"I feel li'ke I got th'rown from the top of a fo'rty-sto'ry buildin' instead of a th'ree-sto'ry buildin'," Mungo answered, "But othe' than th'at, I'm doin' gr'eat."

Old Deuteronomy looked out the door and said "Quaxo, you're needed in here."

The tuxedo kitten came back into the den. But he looked different this time. His coat was sparkling and his tail seemed to have gotten shorter.

"What would you like me to do, Grandpa- er, Old Deuteronomy?" asked the young kitten.

"I need you to heal Mungojerrie's wounds," said the Jellicle leader, "I have discovered that we can trust him. In fact, I have allowed him to join the Jellicle Tribe."

Rumple smiled up at Mungo when she heard this. "I'm gl'ad you're stayin'."

"As a'm I," said Mungo, grinning down at her.

Quaxo eagerly sauntered over to Mungojerrie and had him sit back down on the bed. He gave him a quick examination. During that time, he told Mungo "I can heal any injury, as long as it's not fatal."

Once the examination was over, Quaxo placed his paws on the parts of Mungo's body that were injured the most. He warned him "You may feel a slight shock" and suddenly, a bolt of light came out of his paws.

"Ow!" said Mungo, clutching his side. The pain only lasted a moment, however. After that, Mungo felt no pain anywhere in his body. He looked himself over, and he discovered that all of his wounds had been healed just like magic!

"Incre'dible," Mungo said under his breath. Quaxo smiled up at Mungo and held out his paw.

"I'm Quaxo, by the way," he said as Mungojerrie shook his paw, "But you can call me 'Magical Mr. Mistoffelees.' That's what my girlfriend Vickie calls me."

"Who?" said Mungo.

"'e means Vict'oria, my younge' sisteh," said Rumpleteazer.

"Oh, okay," said Mungo. He looked at Mistoffelees and told him "You mus' be Mac's othe' son."

"How'd you know that?" queried Quaxo.

"Rumple 'ere told meh that Mac 'as two sons in the tribe," Mungo explained, "I know th'at 'Lonzo is one of 'em, and Mac can do similar things like wh'at you jus' did. Only 'e uses his pow'ers for 'is own gain, and when someone gets inju'ies such as the ones I 'ad, 'e jus' lets 'em die."

"You'll find that the Jellicle Junkyard is a completely different place from my father's hideout," said Quaxo.

"Are you still interested in meeting everyone else, Mungojerrie?" asked Old Deuteronomy.

"Of cou'se I am, sih," said Mungojerrie.

"Then let us start immediately," said Old Deuteronomy.

Coricopat, Tantomile, and Quaxo Mistoffelees left the den first. Old Deuteronomy left next, and he was quickly followed by Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer.