A/N: Um...this part is particularly gruesome. And it's short. And all of it is highly unrealistic, but that's a part of fanfiction, no? Special thanks to Noodle-rah for reviewing the first parts of this.



Young Electra was locked away in a rusty cat carrier, much to the dismay of her parents and her best friend, Etcetera. One week passed, then another, and there was still no sign of any more foul play. Things weren't looking good for the young tortoiseshell. Desperate, she managed to break out of her cage one day......and was caught by the very tabby who put her there in the first place.

"Where do you think you're going?" Munkustrap demanded angrily, holding her by the arm. Electra trembled.

"I....I had to get out of there, Munk....you don't know what it's like to be caged up like that...."

The tom's face softened, and he sighed, releasing his hold on the kitten. "I'm sorry. You know, I didn't really want you locked up....but all the evidence points to you...."

"I didn't do it, I swear! I loved Jemima...she was my little sister...." Electra choked out, wiping her eyes with the back of her paw. Munkustrap started to reply when Alonzo came running up, out of breath.

"Munk.....Old D.....he's....he's dead....poison..." the black and white tom gasped out. Surprise registered on Munkustrap's face, and was soon replaced with fury as he whirled around to face Electra again.

"You killed him. You escaped just so you could get rid of him." he hissed, grabbing her arm again. Without giving her a chance to reply, he began dragging her back to the Junkyard as she screamed in protest.


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A trial was held. Electra was convicted of two murders, and still suspected of the other four deaths. The Jellicles had to lock both Jenny and Skimble up to keep them from getting to their daughter; the kitten was put to death by hanging the morning after her trial.

It was a morning too soon, though, because the events of the following day proved her to be innocent. Bombalurina and Demeter were found dead, both of them poisoned with a fresh batch of the same liquid that had done away with Old Deuteronomy. When Jenny heard this news, she calmly stood in the middle of the train tracks until a train came by, putting her out of her misery. Skimbleshanks did himself in by jumping off the moving train as soon as it came in contact with his mate's body; his skull was crushed under the wheels of the locomotive.