"[Okkkkkey dokey. to lazy to put in a disclaimer... so yeah.. :) the song/poem is by edgar allen POE (gah! i love his work!) however I do own Terricant and Callibri]

*Rimabeth POV*

I cried for so long. I'd been thrown away again. And this time it was worse. This time I knew that Mistoffelees was only trying to save his family. This time there was nobody trying to seek revenge. This time it wasn't just Mistoffelees . This time it was my dad, my brothers, my tribe. I had nothing left.

Nothing.

"Follow sweet children
I'll show thee the way
through all the pain and
the Sorrows

Weep not poor children
for life is this way
murdering beauty and
Passions"

Her voice carried over to me, slow and gentle.

"Hello?" I called, wiping away the tears. I stood up, walking towards the voice. "Hello?" my voice bounced off the walls off the alleyways. My head moving like a snake to find the voice.

"Hush now dear children
it must be this way
to weary of life and
Deceptions"

The voice was becoming louder, clearer. The voice was calming in a sense.

"Come little children
I'll take thee away, into a land
of Enchantment"

There she was, singing on a corner, under the lamplight on an abandoned street. Her cream white fur was perfectly polished. Her hazel eyes stared directly at me. Luring me in as she waited patiently.

"Come little children
the time's come to play
here in my garden
of Shadows"

Her voice slowed as the darkness fell over me.

*One year later* :(

"No! N-no! Y-you can't leave me!" I cried my paws trying to cover the open wound on his chest, he tried to laugh. But the blood that had been flowing out of his mouth caused him to choke.

"Rimabeth…" His eyes slowly shut, his body going limp in my hands. I began to sob as I clutched onto his body, never wanting to let go.

"NO!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I fought against a pair of strong arms that were trying to pull me away. "No! No!" I kicked and screamed, trying desperately to get back to him. I felt as though a part of me had died. Like a giant hole had been ripped through my chest. No words could describe the pain I felt.

I shot up in my bed, the sweat rolling chills down my neck, my breathing hard and deep, my eyes darting around. It was just my room. It was only my room, with only me, and only myself. My eyes stared up all around the ceiling, hoping that my conscious would recognize that I was only in my room.

I stood up, heading out the door to where Griddlebone was sitting. Even in her elder years she was still the most beautiful Queen I'd ever seen. Her hazel eyes lit up, staring at me with that same motherly affection as she had the first night.

"Hello darling," She stood up, kissing my forehead as she fell into step with me. I stared out at the passing windows, looking at the evening light. I hardly ever saw the sun. But that gave me plenty more time to stare at the moon. "How did you sleep Terricant?"

"I slept like a kit." I smiled through my lies. Why had she renamed me? Was she afraid of someone finding me? Was she afraid that I would want to go home?

Ha. Because I would want to go back to the junkyard, right?

"Time to get ready for the show my love." She pushed me through the curtains and in front of the large mirror. I stared at the unfamiliar face. The blue eyes had no sparkle or shimmer. The thin body frame was pointy, no curves of a slender hourglass figure. Maybe I should take up eating again. Sure my fur was shiny, my lips full. But it wasn't like anybody saw past that part of Terricant anyways.

But no matter what Griddlebone named me. I would always be Rimabeth.

*Mistoffelees POV*

"Mistoffelees..." The whisper broke me out of my trance, snapping me back into reality. I stared up at the ceiling of my den. My den, it was just my den. It was only my room, with only me, and only myself. My eyes stared up all around the ceiling.

She had felt so real. Like she was really there. My lip puckered in thought as I went out into the last rays of day. The kittens were being ushered into their homes, waving their last goodbyes to their friends. I walked over to Cori and Tantomile. Who looked up at me sadly, they knew what kind of sleepless nights I'd been going through for the past year. Every night since THAT night had been nothing but awakened nightmares. For so long the only thing I had hoped for was to never lose her.

I had stared into those blue eyes of hers and thought that she had truly meant everything that she'd said.

"Mistoffelees maybe you should-"

"No." I snapped as he shied away and stared at the moon. For so long... all I'd wanted was to be with her forever. Until the end of eternity, and even after that. But when a Jellicle cat mates, it's a binding ceremony. She was eternally chained, body and mind to Ripton. You were never to love another cat. Even if you could. Though, because of the small bit of magical blood that coursed through every Jellicle cat, she wasn't able to love another cat after that.

Which meant she never truly loved me.

*Tugger POV*

I laughed as Callibri bounced around, her tinkling laughter becoming infectious. Bomba scooped her up, walking away to tuck her into bed. I stared out the window at the moon. It seemed to be getting better. For everyone.

Munkustrap and dad however. That was a different story. They didn't seem to mind at all that Rimabeth was gone. That she could be dead by now. Munkustrap not hours after that began to do his rounds again, smiling as he passed most of the upset kittens. They were taking the fact of my little sisters banishment a little hard at the time. Munkustrap was laughing not moments after that. Skimble had fallen and poured a bucket of paint onto himself. Munkustrap was in stitches as every stared up at him. He helped Skimble up through his outburst and walked away. Even I stared after him as he continued on his rounds. But I had seen right through those gray eyes.

My dad ignored the fact. He pretended as if nothing had happened. But I knew him better than that. I could see right through those cold pebble eyes.

*Griddlebone POV*

I pushed Terricant out lightly onto the stage, listening to the wolf whistles of the Toms outside. I smiled as I walked back to her room. It was untidy. The bed was array, the floor had smears of her tears on it, the jewelry box was...

Something caught my eye at that moment. I walked over to the little wooden box, picking up the worn black collar. The pendant had a dull shine, the small sapphire in the center sparkling in contrast. The worn leather was soft in my paws, as I turned it over. I knew this collar. And I planned to get rid of Rimabeths collar.

Rimabeth was gone. Dead. Terricant was the only thing in her place now.

[BUM BUM BUMMMMMMM! so... i have an idea for the next chapter... i plan to have that done soon :) no flames when reviewing please and thank you much!]