Tugger and Misto had gathered Munk, Plato, and Jerrie, and were heading out to the city. This would take some time, considering the city was huge and Daivat was so small. Jerrie had led them to a few places were a kitten could hide, but Daivat wasn't there.

They ran passed a restaurant when Tugger stopped abruptly. Munk was about to question him when he held up a finger. He sniffed the air and followed the trail. He was led to a box with a blanket. Misto joined Tugger and sniffed the air. They grinned at each other happily.

"What is it?" Plato whispered.

"Daivat slept here," Tugger replied.

Munk turned to Misto. "Wait, Misto, can't you use your magic to zap Daivat back here?"

Misto shook his head sadly. "No," he admitted. "My magic doesn't work like that. I have to know exactly where he is in order to zap him here." A slight breeze carried a new scent to the five toms. Misto frowned and sniffed the air again. "Wait…another cat was here. But…but I don't recognize the scent."

"Certainly not a Jellicle," Munk added as he sniffed the air. "I have no idea who it could be."

"Oi know who it is," Jerrie spoke up. The four toms turned to him. "Whon Teazah ond Oi worked fah Macavity, 'e used tah come by a lot. 'e wos Macavity's best friend and partnah in croime. 'is name is Growltigah."

Munk gasped. "I've heard of him! Oh Everlasting Cat…"

"What?" Tugger asked worriedly.

Munk faced the worried mates. "Growltiger is known far and wide for several things, including what he does to kittens. We have to find Daivat before anything bad happens to him."

"Well lad?" Growltiger asked as they boarded the ship. "What do ye think about me ship?"

Daivat gazed around in awe. "It's amazing!"

Growltiger chuckled. "Thanks lad. Now, let's meet me crew." He gave a sharp whistle and ten toms ran to the main deck, forming a line. They saluted him. "At ease, toms. We has ourselves a new guest." The toms grinned. A Siamese stepped forward to greet the newcomer.

Author's Note: I named the ship after Queen Victoria, when she reigned during this time. Also, Cocobutterrox, you are the character Leila.

"Welcome aboard to the S.S. Victoria. My name is Genghis."

"Hi," Daivat greeted shyly. "I'm Daivat."

"This is Leila," he gestured to a cream colored queen walking down the stairs. "She will be taking care of you." Leila smiled and bowed.

Growltiger coughed. "Well lad, I best be getting back to me work. I shall see ye at supper." He left. Leila came closer to Daivat and extended her paw, which Daivat took. They walked down to the cabin. His room was decorated for a kitten, complete with a box of toys. They talked and played with his toys. He told Leila about his family and friends. He realized he missed them. Very much. Before he knew it, dinner came.

"Wow…" Daivat stared at the food in front of him. Bowls of pigeon, fish, mice, rats, rice pudding, and even milk was spread around the long wooden table. The crew dug into the food hungrily. Daivat ate his meal with the manners he learned. He chewed his food slowly, savoring each bite. Growltiger watched the kitten with interest.

"So Daivat, where are ye from?" Growltiger asked.

Daivat swallowed his mouthful of milk, leaving a milk mustache on his upper lip. The cats chuckled lightly. "I'm from the junkyard." The crew froze and glanced at Growltiger.

"You mean…you're a Jellicle?" One of the crew members asked. Daivat nodded. The toms looked at Growltiger, who sighed heavily.

"I've met them Jellicles before," he said. "Well, I've met their leader: Old Deuteronomy."

Daivat perked up at his name. "That's my Grandtom!" The toms froze again. They exchanged a few wary glances. One of the crew members managed to turn the topic away from the Jellicles and to a fight he had with a street tom.

Dinner ended a little while later. Leila and Daivat were back in his cabin, reading stories to each other. Daivat noticed that Leila was always watching him with sad eyes. She fell asleep some time later, so Daivat went to find Growltiger. He stopped at the grand cabin and was about to knock, but stopped when he heard voices coming from inside the room.

"So what do we do now?" He recognized the voice that belonged to Genghis.

"It's a difficult decision," he heard Growltiger say. "He is one of them Jellicles."

"They'll never know it was us!" Genghis said. "It takes only one slice to the throat and then we can dispose of his body!"

"Shh! Genghis, lower ye voice! We can't have the lad finding out what he's here for!"

"Well, we need to decide now before the Jellicles find out where he is!"

"Daivat!" Daivat jumped at his name. He turned to see Leila frantically whispering to him. "Get away from the door!"

"Why – " he started to ask. The door opened up behind him and he turned to see Genghis glaring down at him. He ran into Leila's arms and they huddled into the corner and Genghis came closer. Daivat ran out of Leila's arms, but was caught on the scruff of his neck by the Siamese.

"Just where do you think you're going?" He asked menacingly.

Whoa...something's about to happen! :O