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            That afternoon when Demeter was out of her cell, Macavity as Mungojerrie, came in and decorated for that evening. There was no one around, he had made sure of that. Macavity charmed the ceiling to look like a starry night, cobalt blue and full of tiny sparkling diamonds. He lit three pillar candles that smelled like rain and clustered them next to a dark green wool blanket. The light threw shadows across the room. On the blanket were two wine glasses, a bottle of red wine chilling in a bucket of ice, and a covered plate of lemon pepper chicken. The plate would stay warm and the candles lit, they wouldn't melt, and the bucket cold until Macavity didn't need them any more. He waved his hand to make it all invisible, and waited for Demeter.

            Toward early evening, Demeter came back to her cell. She entered and Macavity waved his hand again, and his preparations were revealed to her.

"Oh 'jerrie…" she murmured.

Macavity grinned and pounced, slamming the door behind her shut.

"You like?" he asked. "Good."

"Mungo, help!" Demeter screamed, as Macavity grabbed her.

"He's not here sweetie hasn't for a while."

Understanding dawned in Dem's eyes. "That was you in the hallway."

Mac nodded, she was beginning to understand.

"Where's 'jerrie?" Dem asked.

"''Jerrie' is it? Well don't worry, you'll see your precious "'Jerrie" soon. Pity he ruined you, I wanted you for myself."

            Demeter shivered at that. Belonging to this monster was a very scary thought, and something she didn't want to be a part of in any way, shape, or form. She began to struggle, wanting away from him.

"Don't fight me, or I'll kill both of you." Macavity growled.

Demeter stopped and silently stared at him, her eyes flickering with hate. "Where's 'Jerrie?" she asked again.

"You'll see him soon." he replied, and pressed a nerve in Demeter's neck, knocking her out.

            A few hours later, she awoke to the sound of someone calling her name.

"-eter. Dem, love, wake up."

Demeter woke up with a soft moan. "Where… where am I?" Her eyes flickered around the room.

"Demeter, how are you feeling? Are you seeing double or anything like that?"

"Mungojerrie?"

He nodded and Demeter grabbed him in a fierce hug. "Where have you been? Are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine. Macavity tricked me and threw me down here, when I thought I was going to do a mission for him."

"Where is "here" exactly?"

"A small dungeon he has set aside to take care of cats he doesn't need or want any more. They starve to death. I haven't eaten in about a week." At that point, 'Jerrie's stomach growled loudly.

"'Jerrie, we gotta get you outta here." Demeter whispered.

"Sorry, but neither of you will be leaving here alive." Macavity stated, as he appeared in the room through a doorway he made.

            Mungojerrie growled warningly and stepped protectively in front of Demeter.

"Aww, how touching, but it won't work." Macavity snorted, pulling a very familiar looking knife from behind his back. He saw the look on 'Jerrie's face and nodded. "Yep, same knife. You didn't learn then, and you didn't learn now, she'll pay the price for it. Say goodbye to your little queen now, it's the last time you'll see her alive."