Chapter 9

Can't go home. Can't go to the forest. So this is Tiny's only option now. Tiny walked onto the cold hard concrete and gazed around in wonder. Trash filled the street. There was a road right next to him where twoleg monsters roamed at high speeds. Tiny has never seen them up close. Everyone made Tiny's fur stand up on end. On the other side of the road was another row of cement. Tiny thinks they were called sidewalks. Tiny saw many twoleg places. Many items sat in the structures. Tiny could see twolegs admiring the objects. Above him everywhere were flashing lights that hung above the road. The monsters seemed to move with the lights.

Tiny gazed all around the new place. It was so much. It was more detailed then anything he has seen before. It seemed like another world. Way crazier then home, let alone the forest. The different light in the dens and the lights above the streets confused Tiny. He felt his paws sway. It was so different from anything he had ever imagined it to look like. It was twolegplace. Tiny remembered Mama telling him about it once of twice. It was… huge.

At that moment a monster roared right past Tiny. Tiny meowed in fight as a wave of water soaked him. Tiny sighed as his black fur coat dropped own over his blue eyes. He looked down at his paws to see his fur had covered them up completely. Tiny shivered from the cold water. Not to mention he smelled now. Tiny shook, flinging all the water off of him. When all the water flew off of him he stood still. He turned read with embarrassment as he discovered that his fur was now puffed out.

Tiny heard some laughter. He turned to see two twolegs standing in a doorway of a twoleg den. They were laughing at Tiny. Anger flamed through Tiny as they laughed at him. He stood up tall and hissed at them. At that moment they stopped laughing a walked away. Tiny sighed and began to lick his fur back to his normal place. Then Tiny heard a yowl of terror. Jumping back in shock he looked across the street to see a blond cat screaming and running down the sidewalk. Right behind him a dog chased after him. The dog was making an effort to bit down on the poor cat. Tiny would have gone and saved him but he couldn't cross the street. A monster would hit him. Tiny could only watch as the poor cat ran into a dark alley.

It was like walking into some sort of nightmare. Tiny started running down the sidewalk. It was too much. It was too big. Tiny ran faster and faster until something caught his eyes. When he ran past an alley way he saw something. On the other side lay a full piece of twoleg food. Tiny's stomach growled. He didn't notice how hungry he was until he saw it. Tiny then had a flashback of him eating a small piece of the same twoleg food. He saw the house folk kit drop one at his feet. Once the flashback cleared Tiny remembered how delicious it tasted. He couldn't imagine what the full thing tasted like.

Tiny ran forward to the twoleg food. His mind raced with the thoughts of a good meal in a place like this. Was it too good to be true? Yep. At that moment two brown cats sprung out of nowhere. They stood there right between Tiny and the meal. Hissing at Tiny one spat in Tiny's face.

"Get lost, scrap!" He shouted. At that moment Tiny took of running past them. He looked over his shoulder and saw them eating what would have been the best meal of his life. This was even worse then Socks and Ruby. Tiny wished he could have them back. At least he had mama. Maybe he took her for granted. Maybe we just don't know how good we have it until it is gone.

Tiny missed her so much, he hopped she was alright. He also wondered if he will ever see her again. Even if he did, he didn't think she will understand why he left. He had to get out of here. He had to find somewhere else to go.

"Hey you!" A voice chocked. "Little bit." Tiny looked over to his left to see a old she-cat lying down under a crate that looked like her home. She was munching on some twoleg food. She grinned at Tiny. She had a gray coat witch seemed to be falling out. Her green eyes were very tired. She had a white muzzle at white tips on her ears. She was so thin that her cheekbones were noticeable on her face. Her coat was torn. Though with all of this, she smiled a friendly smile at Tiny.

She slowly lifted her head at him and as she did Tiny heard it crack. All her joints must have been worn out too.

"Yeah, you heard me" She said while munching on the bone. "You lost? Want something to eat?" She asked. Tiny couldn't believe his ears. She was probably the kindest person he has met in a long time. Even kinder then Bluefur.

"You… you don't mind sharing?" Tiny asked tilting his head. The old cat shrugged. She continued to chew on the bone of her twoleg food.

"I can't resist kittens down on there luck." She said switching her tail. "C'mer."

Tiny walked over to the kind cat. The she-cat shoved took her paw off of her food and slowly gave Tiny another piece. Tiny gazed at her for a moment. She went back to chewing up the bone. She must have been so hungry that she was trying to eat the full thing. Tiny laid down in front of the chicken and sniffed it. A blast of flavor went through Tiny's nose. He sighed at the sweet smell. It smelled delicious. He put the twoleg food in between his paws and bit into it. His tail switched with joy. It was the most delicious thing he has ever tasted. He reached down again and sank his teeth into the juicy, tender, meal.

The warm food sank tasted better and better at each chew. Delighted, Tiny looked up at the friendly she-cat with a huge smile.

"This is delicious." He exclaimed. "What is it?" The old cat gave Tiny a strange look.

"Chicken," She answered. Chicken. It's was very good. Tiny has heard that word before, his mama told him about it after he ate his first piece of twoleg food. Mama said that chicken was her first piece of food. Tiny bit into the chicken once again and began to eat it faster and faster. The old she-cat had many pieces anyway; this would be the biggest and best meal he has ever had.

Tiny looked up at the she-cat as she continued to speak.

"I'm surprised you didn't know," She chocked. 'You being a kittypet and all." There is that word again, kittypet. Tiny heard the forest cats call him that. Tiny finished his first piece of chicken and grabbed a second piece.

"I keep hearing that word. What's a kittypet?" Tiny asked. The old she-cat purred.

"It's what you are. Cat that lives with the twolegs." Tiny listened to her talk and explain the difference between forest cats, loners, rouges, and kittypets as they finished eating their meal. Then she talked about why the other cats usually pick on kittypets. It sounded just like how Socks and Ruby treated him. "That collar gives it away."

Tiny heard the old she-cat's words and looked down at his old purple collar. So that's what it was… a label. He has loved his collar ever since he had gotten it, but now seeing it as a label of weakness to him, his feelings to the collar has changed within an instant. He was so deep in the thought of the possibility of labels that he didn't even know about that he could hardly hear the friendly she-cat finish.

"I would ask what you are doing here but none of my business." She said before getting back to chewing mindlessly on the bone of her chicken. Tiny sighed as he turned to see himself in a broken mirror. It wasn't her business, or no body else's, to know why he was here. They didn't need to know about his past. He was just another cat. If he had this collar off however, people wouldn't see him as a weak house cat. He will be a cat.

Kittypet's wore these collars. Well, he wasn't a kittypet no more, and he doesn't want to wear this collar any more. Tiny, began to try and push his head through the collar. He bit it and shook it but it didn't get any looser. He began to roll on the ground while pushing on the collar. He wanted it off; he just couldn't get it off. At that moment Tiny heard a mocking laughter. He forced his eyes open to see a crowed of cats gazing at him laughing as he tried to shove off his collar. Tiny turned to see the old she-cat looking pitifully down at him. Tiny gazed in embarrassment at all the different cats. His black pelt turned red and he ran to away. Without saying goodbye to the old cat, he ran and on and on until he could no longer hear the laughter.

Once gone anger flowed in Tiny's chest. He was tired of getting stomped on. It was time someone showed him the proper respect. He was strong and he was going to prove it. Everyone will know his name and they will all pay. Every single one. He was going to get this collar off, and when he dose-

At that moment Tiny's was scared out of his skin. Laying down right in front of him was a huge furry animal with long droopy ears and sharp claws and teeth. It was a dog! Tiny's fur stood on end and he yowled in terror. It was a dog! Dog's chase cats and sometimes eats them! Tiny gazed up at the dog. He thinks he is going to pass out.

"Sa-a-am!" A voice yelled. It was the dog's house folk. "Sam wise! Here boy!" Tiny was instantly no longer afraid. He watched as the dog got to his feet slowly. As he did, his joints crackled. This dog was old. He was so old he could barely move. He wasn't going to eat Tiny. Tiny watched calmly as the dog walked away. Tiny actually felt sorry for the old boy. He wasn't going to live much longer, then Tiny realized, nether was the old she-cat he just made. Not in a place like this. It is a shame how we are suddenly so kind once we realize what savages we can be.

That was when Tiny noticed it, the tooth. One of the dog's teeth must have fallen out. Tiny walked up to the tooth. If his teeth kept on falling out he wouldn't be eating anything soon. Then the idea came into his head. Maybe he could us the tooth to break his collar off his neck. Tiny decided it was worth trying. He bent over and picked up the tooth in his mouth. He slowly placed in between his neck and the collar. So far so good.

Once he thought it went past the end of his collar he yanked the tooth up. He felt a tiny rib and let go of the tooth. Thinking the collar broke he looked down at his neck, only to hurt his head in frustration. The tooth only poked a small whole in his collar and now the tooth sat stuck in his collar. It stuck out like a spike. There was no way he could get it out. Tiny grunted to himself. Stupid collar…

Tiny looked up to see what appeared to be a brown cat with black stripes. He had huge muscles and amber eyes. Tigerpaw! No! No, no, no not him again! His voice echoed in his mind.

"You will never forget me?" He growled. "WILL YOU?" Tiny cried as Tigerpaw suddenly disappeared. It was his own mind playing tricks on him, a hallucination. It was so real it was scary. However, Tigerpaw's challenge burned into Tiny's mind. Tiny's narrowed his eyes forward and anguish filled his eyes. He was a new cat now. No one hear knew who he was or what happened to him. It was time to put the past behind him… but not him. He will never forget him. This bitter, deep-seated grudge will not be ignored until his deadly desire for revenge on Tigerpaw is answered. No one was going to push him ever again, not Tigerpaw, not anyone.

Tiny's heart flamed in anger. Is whole life he was treated poorly for how small he was, but he was ready to prove that just because he is small doesn't make him a weaker cat. Tiny stood stronger then he has ever done before. One thing raced in his mind… when everything in your life hasn't been destroyed, someone has to pay.

"No." Tiny said. "I'll never forget…"

Author's Note:

And somebody told me that I should shorten my author's notes HA! This is where I can reach out to you guys. Guy's clearly my last strategy didn't work. So I got a new one, I write at night and post right before I go to school (well, I'm posting this now.) Let's see how that goes.

Oh and let's all welcome the newest member of the Miracle the Dragon family, RockinRedReaper Yep. Hi Oh and RockinRedReaper, how does it feel to have your name in the story? LOL. Yeah guys RockinRedReaper is actually the reason I am staying up extra late at night for you guys because RockinRedReaper told me to continue and I was like

"OK XD"

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