Well, here's Chapter 8! ;3 I actually had to go back and look what chapters I uploaded because I forgot.... but I hope that you like it!!! :D
I'm going away tomorrow for two days until Friday morning so I probably won't be back on until Friday afternoon!!! :) I hope that I get lots of reviews!!!! ;3
Chapter 8
I shivered and cringed in my nest as I heard Bug.
She was yowling louder than rumbles of thunder on a particularly bad stormy night, and I could hear her tortured pleas, growing louder and more frequent as time went on.
"No, please…. stop, please, stop…. I'm going to be cold…. this is torture…. I might die…. can't you see that?! PLEASE, STOP!!!" she was yowling. She begged them for mercy, or them to stop…. but they just laughed, and carried on with what they were doing.
I could sympathize, because that had been me, long ago.
ROCK'S POV
Ha! Have you ever heard of a more pathetic cat?! Rose was a lot like this, too. Screaming and pleading—as if that's ever going to get anybody anywhere with us! We would torture them, and then…. we could sell them. Maybe once Bug was trained enough, we could trade her in for another cat!!! It would be funny if the cat that we traded Bug in for became our slave!
Well, that might not work so well, because all of the masters were strong cats. But still.
We could always trade her in to the Slave Kit Agency, and then we'd get a new slave to train!!! My own agency wasn't going too well at the moment….
But it will be, I thought menacingly. It will be.
ROSE'S POV
All the other cats knew I was pregnant. Well, except Bug. But I think she'd already noticed. I'd noticed her staring at my belly yesterday, which is getting fatter every day. Nobody except the guilty party knows that these are his kits. And, sadly, it is one of this group's torturers. And, I mean…. to just think…. that I was tortured at one time by these cats, I'm almost in denial. But…. this cat is actually somewhat special to me. He's…. better. Nicer than the others.
PETALKIT'S POV
When they were done, I was bleeding all over, red-hot with pain, and I was cold. Freezing cold. I painfully rolled over onto my belly and got up. I collapsed the first time, and then I finally managed to get up. Rock slashed at my ear.
"Faster!" he hissed. "Go hunting for me."
"For us," Thorn corrected. "I want something, too."
"Fine, then. For us," Rock conceded. He ripped a claw through my ear again. "Now, then…. GO!"
I quickly scampered off. I was still freezing, and shivering with cold, but I knew I had to work for them, or else I would die.
***
Later, after my masters had eaten their fill, Rock came up to me again. I cowered on the ground submissively, but he just laughed and swatted at me with a huge paw. "I need you to tell me something," he told me. "Which cats in your little coven, where you came from, I mean; are the weakest? And I mean she-cats; I'm finally going to get my slave kitten agency off the ground." He winked evilly. "And for that, I need your help. Kits who will fight back against my will aren't any good!!!"
I blinked, surprised. "Well…. I might have to come with you, for that. You don't know the names of any of these cats…." I whispered painfully. A cold breeze blew, and I shivered.
Rock snorted, and slashed at my chest. One of my earlier wounds ripped open, and blood dripped onto the ground. "Fine, then. Tonight, Lunar and I are going to collect cages and suitable quarters for them. Vixen will go collect supplies, such as collars and leashes, and Rose will stay here. You and Thorn will go collect kittens. After Vixen has collected enough supplies, she will join you."
"F-Fine, Master," I whispered, cowering to the ground as Rock slashed at my forehead. Blood was dripping from my head, my ears, and my chest now.
"Get ready, everyone," Rock called. "It's going to be a long night."
I limped painfully into my nest of dung, curled up, and closed my eyes.
