Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for my fancharacter I've decided to bring into this fic. Why I decided to put her in? *spoken like the "floating head"*Because it's cool...
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"W-who are you? Who's there?" Ragamuffin snapped around and hissed. The already dark room was no match for the even blacker shadow that spoke. It smirked and as it did two white fangs glittered. It jumped down and walked slowly but gracefully to the escapee. Light slowly slid over it's small body to reveal a cat, no bigger then Ragamuffin. The sunset outside played tricks with the lighting of the dark purple, almost black room though the window. But you could tell her coloration. A light mango tabby, with thin and light hazel stripes that started from her neck and faded away near her tail. They were also on her hind legs.
"I thought you were stuffed." He pondered. Ragamuffin had saw the cat up there but it was so still he thought it was a doll.
"I thought you were a mere child's toy." Once again the cat smiled with a hint of a glare. It was a female yellowish tabby with a skinny body and slender legs. Her tail was thin and ruffled, along with the rest of the short-haired fur. A bite was taken out of the right ear and a ruffle of fur spiking down covered half her eyes and shadowed them completely. Over halfway to the tip of her tail was a small bandage wrapped around twice.
She lifted her head, casting away the shadows that split across her face to reveal two piercing jade eyes. The cat swiped at the air, sharp black claws showing. Strange, seeing as black claws on a cat were rare, and never belonging to a tabby.
"Who and what are you?" Ragamuffin demanded of the talking cat.
"I am Squeak, vampire scourge of all rodent-kind. And you are...?"
Ragamuffin growled, sensing competion. "I'm Ragamuffin, the eternal vampire scourge." As an after thought he added. "Of humans."
"Strange....." She pawed at his stomach and circled him. "I would have pictured you to be a little bit different looking. Taller too." She turned her back to him and leaped silently onto a self below a window and sat. She eclipsed the huge full moon as clouds swarmed across it. She looked at it and her whiskers twitched. "Everyone believes you to be dead. Rumors of another Buffy attack are invading, you being the victim." She smiled and looked at him.
"I am not dead! Trust me, I'd know, I've seen plenty of dead stuff! I live with dead stuff!" He stood there fuming for a few seconds. He then pointed to his fellow vamp and yelled. "And Buffy ain't going to kill me! No slayer ever will! I'm an unstoppable death machine!"
"Sure you are. Attack of the man-eating raggy dolls!" She said, using hand--um, paw gestures to encourage the sarcasm. Ragamuffin growled in annoyance. Squeak hopped down and went back over to him. "You look like a catnip toy." She sniffed him but he backed away and glared. "But you smell like rotting flesh......if I'm not mistaken, dead cat and dead human."
"Whoa, you're good."
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"Okay, so let me get this straight. You're dead."
"Uh-huh."
"But.....shouldn't you--all the dead people I've--why are living?"
"I'm not, I'm dead. Times two."
"What? Well, okay, whatever...just, shouldn't you be more......horizontal? And at least 5 feet underground?"
'Why would I need to be like that?"
"Because you're dead. And that's what dead people do. Nothing."
"Expect feed the worms." Gaz interrupted as she entered the room. She carried a can of soda in her right hand and shook it. She aimed it at Dib but he shoved it away and the can exploded on Lenore. Who was against this.
Gaz growled and walked away, mad that she missed her brother. Dib backed up a little, not knowing what a zombie would do to him after being hit with soda. Turns out that a zombie who's been hit with soda will fall to the floor, twitching and screaming. SCIENCE TIME!! No, no, no Bill Nye. Looks like soda burns off dead skin easily. I'm serious, I did an experiment on this once.
Dib ran from the room, yelling about an invasion of zombies, and Lenore passed out. Her skin still sizzled. It's Lenore's version of The Wettening episode!
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"Hey, did you hear something?" Ragamuffin turned his head to the door. Squeak was back up on the self.
"Yes.....the sound of my rumbling stomach and a cry from my new victim." Her back arched and wings sprouted from them gracefully. They were reptilian wings, a smoky gray color except for the part that connected them to her body. Her ears drew back and she hissed. A loud, horrible hiss. Ragamuffin was startled by Squeak's outburst and stumbled into the door. Which in turn flung open, smashing him. Gaz had walked in. Squeak snapped around and her cat eyes turned to slits. She dove underneath the bed quickly and silently.
Gaz flopped down on her bed and took her black walkman off the nightstand. It was playing Linkin Park and she fell asleep listening to it. Moments later, Squeak slithered out from the bed. Ragamuffin crawled from behind the door. "How many times am I going to take a beating in this f--ACK!!"
"SHUT UP!" Squeak growled after pouncing on him. Her wings were spread and she looked threatening. She got off him after seeing that he'd shut-up all right. "Look, I'm hungry and there's food down there. You should come along with me and watch me."
"But that was human cry. I thought you hunted ro-"
"I do. But I enjoy ripping apart anything."
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EVIL KITTY!! Gulp......this chapter scares you, no?
