Hey guys! I'm alive! There has been so much going on here in my sleepy little town that's it's not funny. I had play, dance, a crazy shooter over in the town next to us when we were in school, and getting ready to go to Italy this summer with the Girl Scouts. Fun stuff, right?

Anyway, just a quick refresher on this story. When Munkustrap left the house to see Macavity, Eleanor followed him, and her older brother followed her. The two were discovered and were waiting with their father to hear what Macavity knew about the crazy killer in their town.

And ACTION!

"It all started a few months ago." Macavity started out. "Some of my associates in other cities started whispering about a cat who's been murdering all that he can see. I didn't think twice about it, there is always some man who puts that rumor out about himself. It's good for his reputation or something.

But then I started hearing about people getting slain more and more. First it was just the homeless and the poor (which none of the police would truly care about), but then whoever has been doing this has been getting braver. High class officials went down in Newtown. This disturbed me, but again, it didn't affect me, so I didn't truly care.

But then, it finally hit home. I have two henchcats, Anna and Scotty. They are my young prodigies, I guess you would say. They showed up at my headquarters a few nights ago, and Anna was covered in blood."

"I'm guessing they couldn't go to the hospital or the police?" my father asked.

"No. What they were doing when they got hurt wouldn't be what the police would exactly praise them for doing..."

"Anyway," he continued, "the two cats were over at the abandoned shed over by the river. It's where they stay if they aren't with me. They hadn't been there for a few days, so Anna went there to clean up while Scotty went to grab some food.

When he arrived back home, he heard some banging noises, and his sister screaming. When he ran in, he saw three cats, two black, and one ginger. The ginger had blood all over him. When they saw Scotty, one the black cats rushed at him, and knocked him out. When he woke up, he was alone with his sister, who was close to death.

Scotty said he ran towards my headquarters as quickly as he could, holding his sister in his arms. I tried my best to save her, but it was much too late. She had lost too much blood already. Before she died, she was able to tell me her murderer's name.

It's Takeshi. And that cat looks exactly like me"

"Takeshi? What in the world does that mean?" My father asked.

"It's Japanese for fierce warrior, Dad." I responded to my dad. I looked at Macavity. "It seems like he lives up to his name."

"Sadly, yes, he does. And it won't be long until he comes after your father." He replied, looking straight at Dad. "That's why I'm not afraid for myself. Takeshi won't come after me, he's out to terrorize and satisfy his own sadistic soul. It's going to be you or them soon." He said, glancing down at us. "We need to take him down before then."

I can't really say that made me feel like a happy camper. I was staring at my uncle when dad's cell phone rang, making me jump. Dad glanced at the number, and suddenly paled. He answered it.

"Hello? Yes. What?" Any small remaining color in his face was gone. And that's saying something, since his face is white. "I'll be right there. 117 Creek RD? Yes, I'll see you there as soon as I can." With that, he hanged up and looked at Macavity.

"I'm sorry; I have to get the kids home. There's... There's been another attack."

"Go then. I will contact you later." Macavity stalked off into the night, while we turned and headed back home.

Dad walked ahead of us, and checked down corners before we walked down them. A gun materialized in his hands, one that I didn't even know was there. After we got back, he made sure no one was in the house, and then left, warning us not to follow him again.

After he was gone, Quaxo turned to look at me. "Who lives at 117 Creek RD?"

I thought about it, and said, "Is it Gwen and her family?" Gwen was a senior at my school, the head cheerleader. No one who Quaxo and I spoke with, but she was the most popular girl in school.

"I think you're right. Her dad's on the council. Macavity's right. This Japanese dude is getting worse and worse. Soon..." He stopped speaking, looking at me with large eyes.

"It's decided, I'm sleeping in your room tonight. I'm grabbing my sleeping bag."

"You promise that you're not sneaking out again?" I stared at Quaxo, who was still trying to make a joke about the situation.

"What, did I ruin your 'always-the-good-boy' reputation?" I responded, halfway smiling.

"Well, I didn't want to feel guilty if something did happen. Go on now, grab your stuff." He walked up the stairs to his room, and I soon followed him.

After lying down, I whispered Quaxo's name.

"What?"

"If anyone comes in, zap them, won't you?"

I didn't have to be a mind reader to know he was rolling his eyes.

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