Chapter 20: It's over

It is finally frickin' over. He's dead! I am not even going to go all 'Or is he?' No. Macavity is dead. I promise. But so are a few others. No more spoilers. This should be kinda short. *Cracks knuckles*. Let's do this. Anyway, without further ado (I think)…

Chapter 20: It's over

It was as if a barrier of silence had been lifted from the cats. Shouts and cries of happiness erupted from the area. Cats were crying and dancing. Macavity was dead. Jemima even swore she heard a rendition of 'Ding Dong the witch is dead' from the wizard of Oz.

Jem slipped away from the crowd. She really hated crowds. Jemima stumbled forward. She heard the distinct sound a tail made when it was being broken. From the fact that there was no cry of pain, Jem knew that the cat was dead. Jemima, unwillingly, looked down and stifled a sob.

It was Cassandra.

The sleek Siamese ley, dead on the floor, dried blood, having oozed from both her and her opponent seemingly hours ago. It wasn't until Alonzo came running, that she knew that she was screaming. Alonzo looked upon the mangled figure of his mate as he sank to the floor.

"I'm so sorry, Alonzo." Jem whispered. She looked up and saw, just across the way, Bustopher Jones' corpse ley as well. It seemed as though Bustopher had come to the Junkyard, been attacked, killed and Cass attacked that henchant and been killed herself. The henchant ley, dead, a little further away.

Jemima backed away from Alonzo, leaving him to mourn and backed onto the one cat she truly needed to see.

"Hello, beautiful."

Jemima reached up and kissed Mungojerrie.

"How'd you fair in the battle?" He asked,

"Fine," she said, calmly, "What about you?"

"Well, let's just say that I can't go back to the Hidden Paw, without my gut being hacked out."

"Gross."

Mungojerrie laughed as he kissed her again.

"We should head back."

"Not yet. Let's sit."

The couple sat behind on the TSE – 1, looked in each other's embrace. It was when they heard an annoyed cough, did they separate. Rumpleteazer slid down in between them, her face already covered in crumbs from the celebratory feast that was no doubt being arranged. By the look of things, there would be cookies.

"What do you want, Teaze?" Jerrie said annoyed,

"Where's Alonzo?" she asked

"Why does it matter?" Jem asked "Do you like him?"

"No." Teaze said defensively, "I was just wondering."

"Well, he's mourning." Jerrie said.

Teaze's eyes bludged. She knew exactly why Alonzo would be mourning.

Jem stretched and laid her head onto Jerrie's lap and was asleep within minutes.

SEVERAL DAYS LATER

It had three days since Macavity's, now famous, attack. The party of their freedom from the ginger monster had lasted two of those past three days. A memorial service was created for Old Deuteronomy, Cassandra and Bustopher Jones.

Munkustrap was named tribe leader.

Victoria announced she was pregnant. Of course it was Plato's kits. It was rather lucky that she had been saved, otherwise, who knows how many additions to the tribe they would have lost.

Electra and Misto announced that, though Electra was coming of age at the next Jellicle Ball, they weren't going to mate yet. Etcetera didn't have a mate either so that left Jemima and Mungojerrie to perform the dance. She may even be the first kit ever to be mated before she came of age. It didn't matter though.

So yeah, a lot happened in the span of three days.

Macavity's henchants seemingly disappeared as soon as they knew that Mac was dead. Some were caught. Most were not.

It was also as if Growl-freaking-tiger had died. At Maidenhead and Henley there was literally dancing on the strand from the cats there. Journalists had a field day coming up with theories and scientists were baffled.

Demeter sat up in a panic. She put her head in her hands. Oh no. She thought. It was all a dream. I don't have a loving mate or a sweet daughter. It was a dream. I am still trapped in Mac's den. I'll never get out.

"Hey," said Munkus' voice. Demeter immediately relaxed. "Another nightmare?"

Deme nodded.

"You know I can't see you Dem. Its pitch black in here."

"Yeah. Another nightmare." Dem said. She felt Munkus' arms around her waist as he consoled her.

"It's okay, Dem. You're safe with me. Nothing is going to hurt you or Jemima. I promise."