A soft hush hung heavy in the dark alley by the Fenton's household. Sturdy little paws marched along on its gritty floor. Bo twitched her kitten whiskers in a serious manner and scanned her surroundings. A Werecat needs to be vigilant when patrolling her territory.

She raised her head and inhaled deeply.

Garbage… and fudge

No new smells, everything seemed calm now.

Bo planted her rear end down and faced the opposite wall of the alley, where the walls rose up to a dead end. Slowly her world began to sink into a shade of rich gold. Through watery blue eyes, she watched her small feline shadow stretch gradually across the ground.

Even a werekitten didn't need to turn around to know that the sun was beginning to set.

Bo should be heading inside by now.

Was it safe to go inside?

What about the loud noises earlier and the giant metal craft that climbed out of the ground and sped off into the sky?

Suddenly an uneasy discomfort crept over the kitten. With incredible ease, Bo literally defied the laws of nature and ran up the wall. She then disappeared through the all-too familiar purple curtains of Danny's room.

Mew?

Why wasn't daddy waiting there? The big skinny werecat with the shaggy black fur on his head that sometimes turned white.

Daddeeeee

She called again and hopped up onto Danny's rolling chair for a clue of some sort.

Nothing, any scent there was stale.

Bo scrabbled her way back down to the floor with her little fox-like ears down in disappointment.

No, wait… what was that?

The werekitten's eyes slitted in concentration.

The thing scuttled across the carpet, it made a chirping sound, it has antennas that twitch around a lot… It must be food!

Bo got into a hunter's crouch and slid easily forward. In a swift form, she caught the insect between jutting claws and munched away, her furry tail wagging happily. Her skills would have put Danny to shame.

The cockroach crunched easily between Bo's pearly little teeth. She was so concentrated on what she was doing that she failed to notice the large figure that cast a shadow over her from behind.

She pricked up her ears in alarm. Suddenly huge cat-like hands grasped her by the scruff and wrapped her in a cape of velvet. Bo spat in surprise before clawing viciously at the fabric.

Hisssssss

The hand pulled her back by the scruff again, making the kitten whimper and cower in midair.

A full grown werecat stared back at her. Glowing red eyes narrowed dangerously. He grinned, vampire-like fangs shone in a perfect white. He stood on two legs like a human, wore clothes like a human, but looked like an overgrown cat with bushy dark tabby fur and velvet cape.

But most noticeable of all, this particular werecat had a hairdo that must have required a LOT of hair gel.

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In the skies of Amity Park…

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Danny leaned his head back in the passenger seat of the Specter Speeder. Jazz sat at the wheel next to him with Tucker and Sam in the back seats.

The teenage werecat cradled his tail delicately, suffering from a new pain.

"Jazz, I swear, if you ever try some crazy stunt like that again…"

Danny's throbbing tail shuddered against the palms of his hands.

Jazz smiled despite of herself. She eased the wheel a bit to the left, "I already said I was sorry, it's not like I meant to step on your tail. But you have to admit, it did create a great diversion for Tucker to grab the Specter Speeder."

Danny whined and gave his tail several long strokes with his tongue. "It huuuurts… I bet you broke it!"

His sister made a pouting face in mock sympathy. "Oh, you poor baby, should I take you to the vet?"

He glowered and let the subject drop.

Jazz tightened her grip on the wheel and pulled back slowly. The specter speeder made a smooth curve in the air.

Without warning they hit some violent turbulence.

Or so it was assumed…

A deep thud hammered the roof, forcing Jazz to slam on the brakes.

Everyone looked upward in surprise. Danny breathed a puff of blue mist.

"Gosh Jazz, you're even a terrible driver when there's no traffic."

Before she could reply, the werecat went through his "going ghost" ritual and flew outside to see what the trouble was.

He phased back in shortly after with his arms crossed, showing off his usual teen attitude.

"Well, there's nothing up there and I have no idea what just hit us, but I'm just hoping it was the box ghost."

Jazz gave him an extremely impatient look, "You're hilarious."

Danny smiled smugly.

"Well, I try."

His cat-like ears shot up, quivering slightly. It was enough to wipe the smirk off of his face.

"Hey… wait, do you guys hear a cat?"

The specter speeder shifted again in midair, making Danny take a few staggering steps sideways. Suddenly he winced, "What the heck?"

The teenage werecat ran a hand around the back of his shirt collar with a pained hiss. He narrowed his eyes worriedly and stopped feeling his neck for a second. He tugged his hand away.

A dart.

Small, needle-like, and clear.

Danny's tail gave an agitated twitch as he investigated closer.

It was a dart alright, one of those tiny ones that can be shot and used to tranquilize animals.

Most alarming of all, the syringe was empty.

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In the skies of Wisconsin, one hour later…

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A newborn kitten without its mother is a pitiful thing.

But the kidnapped soul of one that has already passed away is just as miserable.

Bo had cried her little throat hoarse, but still, nobody came.

It was just her and that terrible werecat, keeping her in that dark box. That oh, so dark box.

They were still flying, she could tell, and they had been flying for a very long time.

Why was the bad werecat laughing? Did he enjoy this? Why?

Bo tucked her small ears behind her head as she crawled deeper into the back of the box, as far away possible from the evil laughter.

The box lurched. They were descending now. She could hear the muffled flapping of the werecat's cape die down and the cold air from outside suddenly turn warm.

Bo's pitch-black world was pierced by a harsh light The cat-like hand sneaked up from behind and forced her into a larger cage, this one had wires where she could peer out of.

A remembering look flashed across the werekitten's watery blue eyes.

Tons of cages were stacked up on her side of the wall, along with the one opposite of her. In those cages resided more animals, mostly cats, and mostly ghosts.

Trapped again….

Of course, this was nothing new. Where else had she been before Daddy found her?

Before the bad werecat took her from this very same cage and placed her in that tree.

It was the same cage, the same room-

hissssssssss

The rustle of scales interrupted her sad thoughts. There was movement in the next cage over. Bo perked her ears up hopefully.

Friend?

Two, icy blue glowing eyes stared back. Slowly the creature eased itself forward, moving in one, smooth motion. It poked its reptilian head through one of the square holes of the cage, flickering its tongue hopefully.

Bo reached out a gentle paw and gave it a few soft strokes.

Even her neighbors were the same ones as last time.

She stopped her friendly exchange with the snake and sulked to a far corner of the cage.

If everything was the same, then how long would it be until the bad werecat came back to give her more experiments?

She had to get out of here, she just HAD to!

Bo darted to the door of the cage and tackled it head on, and when that didn't work she got up and used her claws and teeth.

She had to get out...

Soon Bo's tiny claws and teeth began to tire, in fact they hurt… really bad. She stopped and rubbed her pink little nose against the bars of the cage instead, she rubbed and rubbed until her nose was raw and hurt as well.

Finally the werekitten collapsed to the metallic floor of the cage, more from exhaustion than anything else.

Daddy… daddy where are you?

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Are you following me with this? Please, if you have any questions, ask. I'm trying to be as clear as possible, but I know some if the stuff out there is very easy to get lost in.

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Anyone know who the mysterious kitty bandit is?