A broken and bloody Munk was lying on the ground, his silver eyes locked on Demeter's blue ones. He watched helplessly as Macavity did unspeakable things to Demeter. She cried and begged for him to stop, but Macavity ignored her. Tears fell down Munk's cheeks and he closed his eyes and tried to tune out the noises. Finally, he heard Macavity give an enraged yell, and his eyes snapped back open. Demeter had scratched Macavity across the face, leaving an ugly gash. He saw the anger fill his brother's eyes.

"Dem…" Munk whispered. "No…"

Macavity's eyes flashed over to his half – dead brother. His lips curled back into a sickening grin. He dropped Demeter and held Munk in a head – lock. He placed his paw on Munk's chest and gave a few thrusts, electrocuting him. Munk jolted as each shock came at him, and he began foaming at his mouth. Demeter tried reaching out to Munk, begging Macavity to stop.

"Macavity!" Demeter cried. "Stop! You're killing him!"

"That's exactly what I plan!" Macavity yelled back. "If I can't have you, no one can!"

Macavity extracted his razor sharp claws. Demeter's eyes widened as she knew what Macavity's intentions were. She screamed as he swung his paw down, sinking his claws into Munk's chest.


"NO!" Demeter bolted upright, screaming.

"Demeter?!" Munk startled awake. He looked over and saw Demeter trembling violently and crying into her paws. "Babe, what's wrong? Was it another nightmare?" Demeter nodded and buried her face into his chest fur. She felt safer and Munk wrapped his arms around her.

Ever since Munk had come back to Victoria Grove University, Demeter began having nightmares every single night. She wouldn't say what happened, though. Finally, Munk and Rayne came up with the decision that Rayne would stay in Munk's and Keaton's dorm, while Munk stayed in her's and Demeter's. Munk usually slept in Demeter's bed with her, and he noticed Demeter would seem more at ease whenever he was around, especially when they were around that Matayvic tom. Come to think of it, Munk noticed that her nightmares actually began starting when Matayvic started hanging around her. Munk thought it was creepy how Matayvic watched her, followed her, whatever. He sent off this bad vibe, but Munk wasn't sure what.

"In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came." Demeter's soft voice sang. He looked down at her with a confused expression. She was asleep. "That voice which calls to me, and speaks my name."

Munk recognized that tune from when they did their play 'PhanTom of the Opurra'. But why was Demeter singing it in her sleep all of a sudden? He frowned, but held Demeter closer to him. Her singing stopped, and he could feel her chest rising and falling, signaling she was still asleep. He listened to her soft breathing, and soon fell back asleep.

Maybe Munk would have to talk to Bomba about Demeter's strange behavior. She was more alert of her surroundings, more than she had been back when she still lived with her abusive parents. She was very quiet whenever Matayvic was around; more scared. She flinched away from anyone's touch. Obviously something happened to her when he was away, and he was going to find out what.


"Hey Bomba, can I ask you something?" Munk asked Bomba the next morning.

"Sure," Bomba said.

"Have you noticed Demeter's been acting a little weird lately?" Munk asked.

Bomba thought for a second. "Yeah, I have, and so has everyone else. Do you know what's going on?"

Munk shook his head. "That's what I was going to ask you. Did something happen when I was away?"

Bomba pursed her lips. "Not really. Well, that Matayvic tom started hanging around her and she was mugged."

"Demeter was mugged?!" Munk exclaimed.

"The cat only took a few dollars according to Demeter," Bomba explained. "Nothing big."

Munk's expression turned serious. "What do you know about Matayvic?" Munk wanted to know.

Bomba shrugged. "Not much. He's kinda creepy."

Munk gave a sigh of relief. "Ok, so I'm not the only one."

"What do you mean?" Bomba asked.

"I mean that he's been giving me a bad vibe," Munk said. "I dunno. Maybe I'm just paranoid for Demeter's safety."

Bomba smiled and laid her paw on his shoulder. "It's because you love her."

Munk grinned. "With all my heart."

Bomba smiled and gave Munk a big hug before walking away. Munk went and sat at a lawn table with Misto and Tugger in the courtyard. He scanned the area around him, and his gaze landed on Matayvic, who was walking away from the queen's dorms. Matayvic whipped his head around and saw Munk staring at him. He smirked and continued walking. Munk blinked in surprise. What was that all about?


Munk slid off Demeter and rested at her side, both breathing heavily. Munk ran a paw through his sweaty head fur and turned to look at Demeter. He remembered the day when Demeter came to him and said she was ready to take their relationship farther. She and Munk had talked about taking their relationship farther, but Demeter always said she felt she wasn't ready. Finally, she felt she was ready, and the two spent the night together frequently. Munk remembered asking Tugger about what he should be 'doing', and he felt rather awkward as his younger brother informed him of everything he was supposed to do. As it turned out, Munk was excellent in bed.

"I love you…" Demeter murmured as she nuzzled his head.

"I love you, too," Munk told her. He gazed down at her. "Dem, can I ask you something?"

Demeter sighed and scooted away. "I think I know what you're going to ask. It's about the nightmares, isn't it?"

Munk nodded. "Yeah…"

"I don't want to talk about them, Munk," Demeter whispered. "Things are just…complicated…right now."

She rolled over to her side so she was facing away from Munk. She knew she sang in her sleep, but she didn't know why. Every night, Macavity appeared in her dreams, turning them into nightmares. It was over. Macavity owned her again. He was going to slowly kill her through anything. Her dreams, her thoughts, whatever. He had to do whatever he could to keep her away from Munk. A tear slid down her cheek, and she quickly brushed it away. She could never tell Munk his brother was alive and haunting her and Misto. She just couldn't risk his and anyone else's safety.

Munk looked at his queenfriend with sad eyes. He wanted to help her through her nightmares, but Demeter didn't want help. She wasn't being rude – it's just what she wanted. He propped himself up on his elbow and rubbed Demeter's arm, softly humming. He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arms around her while continuing to hum. He felt Demeter relax at his touch, and soon she drifted off to sleep.

Munk decided it was time to talk to the twin psychics, Tantomile and Coricopat.