A/N: Holy Crap! It's been like forever! How quickly a month goes by... I've been having lots of trouble with my mother and transport, so I've been uber busy. I also lost all internet connection, because I went to my dad's, and there was this horrible storm that knocked out our internet, so I've been basically just been writing notes in my sketch pads and stuff, and now I've finally been able to put it on paper - cuz I'm finally back at my mums for...maybe this week. Anyway, I've been having fun horse riding and stuff, but I'd really like to be back at my dads....
Kinda funny, I post the longest chapter ever, and then you don't hear from me. It's a good thing I'm not in a relationship. Oh wait...I am O.o...Kinda....
Disclaimer: I own some, but most I don't...don't steal please XD
Jemima found the white queen on a ledge at the back of the alley, staring up at the moon. The light on her pale coat made her glow, and appear ghost-like.
"Vic?" she asked as she approached, and Victoria smiled, turning her head.
"Come sit," Victoria said, and Jemima obliged, settling down next to her. "It's been a hectic week,"
Jemima nodded, and closed her eyes, sighing heavily.
"I sure hope I never have to be alone again…it's…sad, and depressing," Jemima muttered, and Victoria nodded, turning her gaze to the moonlight again.
"You wanted to tell me something?" Jemima asked after a few seconds.
"Yeah…I, uh…met a tom," Victoria said after a few seconds, her white cheeks turning a deep shade of crimson.
Jemima's face broke into a grin, and she stared at Victoria curiously.
"When you say 'met', you mean, as in, not from this alley?" Jemima clarified, and Victoria nodded happily.
"The day after you left, I went out on my own, to think and to try and find you. After a while, I stopped paying attention to where I was going, and I just bumped into him," Victoria giggled, and Jemima stared at her with wide eyes, silently urging her to continue. "He apologized…a pure gentle-tom…"
"Even though you were the one who bumped into him?" Jemima cried, and Victoria nodded proudly.
"As fascinating as this conversation is, I'm afraid I'm going to have to bring it to a close," a cold, sneering voice said, and Jemima and Victoria looked up in alarm.
Macavity, flanked by Miles, Russell and two other unfamiliar toms, stood above them, perched on a landing a couple of feet above the alley. Jemima shrieked, and Victoria screamed, trying to alert the Jellicles. The two unfamiliar toms jumped down and tried to grab them, but the two queens were ready. They jumped to the side and tackled their attackers, keeping them at bay. With a cry of anger, Russell and Miles threw themselves at the two young queens, but were stopped, mid-air.
Munkustrap and Demeter had launched themselves at the two toms, taking them down easily.
"Demeter…kill them," Munkustrap hissed, and Demeter looked at him in alarm.
"You sure," she asked, struggling to keep the tom down.
"We've suffered too much already," Munkustrap said softly, and with a bit of reluctance, he tore the skin from Mile's neck repeatedly, killing him.
Demeter finished the deed quickly and returned to her daughter and her niece. Alonzo and Quaxo had come to their aid, and Demeter nodded when they looked at her. Jemima and Victoria both looked away when the two toms were slain, and Jemima bit her lip.
She suddenly remembered Macavity and looked up to where he should have been, but the landing was bare.
"Nine more to go…come on," Munkustrap said, a determined look on his face.
He went to the center of the alley and called the rest of the Jellicles to the middle.
"There are nine more henchmen to come, including Macavity himself. Do not hesitate to kill the beasts…they do not deserve to live after torturing us!" Munkustrap called, and his speech was met with approving mews and yowls from his family. "I want us all to stay together. Kittens and Older cats need to pair up with fully grown Toms and Queens, and you have to keep an eye on your counterpart. We must all stay in the middle, and make sure everyone stays safe!"
The alley quickly joined, kittens and older cats lying in the middle, with the healthier cats creating a defensive circle, keeping watch at every corner of the alley.
"What if they don't come tonight?" Demeter asked softly, and Munkustrap thought quickly.
"We keep this position. I don't care what happens, we stay in this protective circle. We wait for them to come to us. It may seem boring, but I don't want to lose any of you. You're all my family and you've been here through the good and bad, in darkness and in light. I owe it to you all that I can keep you safe," Munkustrap said, and the cats thanked him.
"Spectacular speech, my brother, but this time, even you won't be able to save your precious family…" Macavity hissed, with the nine remaining cats behind him.
Munkustrap faced him, the Jellicles flanking him in a defensive formation. For a few seconds, Macavity and Munkustrap stared at each other, neither looking away. Finally, Munkustrap gave a disgusted groan, and hissed.
"For the Everlasting Cat's sake, what is your problem? Why do you hate me so much? What is wrong with me and my family?" Munkustrap asked and Macavity was speechless.
"What?" he asked, and Munkustrap felt like he was a teenager again, arguing with his older brother.
"Why do you pick on us? What did we do?" Munkustrap cried, clearly frustrated.
Macavity sat on the pavement, just outside the alley, and looked at his brother long and hard. As he relaxed, Munkustrap saw his brother in the tom once more.
"You don't know?" Macavity's voice rose, and lost the innocence of his teenage years again. "What didn't you do, Munkustrap? You want to know why I pick on you and your family…want to know why I seek revenge. Take a step into my paw prints and you'll see why. I'm the oldest child of Deuteronomy, ready to carry on the legacy of the Jellicles. Instead, our father loves you more, and then I go and make one little mistake, and ruin my chances completely."
Macavity was hissing as he talked, but Munkustrap didn't understand.
"Mistake?" he asked and Macavity looked at him as if he were a dung-beetle.
"Are you half-witted? I got Bombalurina pregnant!"
A/N: Did everyone go "OH SH**"? I certainly did. I wasn't gonna leave it there, but I promise to start writing the next chapter right away. See...everything is falling into place...and guess what? A sequel is on the rise. Yeh, instead of making an uber long story, I'm gonna take the end half of this one and turn it into the sequel. It'll just...do something. XD.
