Under Power.
By: MoonbeamDancer.
Author's Notes- The idea's Mevima's But I wrote it. If you want to put this
story on your site, that's cool with me, just E-Mail me at
Jellicle_Vamp@hotmail.com and ask. Dark Alley, Dark Cats, and Flame belong to
me.
Misto and
MoonbeamDancer were lying on the roof of an old junked out car. Misto rolled
over and mumbled in his sleep. His movement caused MoonbeamDancer to wake up.
Misto talked in his sleep. "No. Go away! I wanna keep my powers."
he said MoonbeamDancer pawed at him. "Misto wake up." His body
jerked. She pawed harder. "Wake up!!" she yelled. Misto jerked
awake and sat up. What, What is it?" he said. "You were having a
nightmare. You ok?" MoonbeamDancer asked nuzzling him. "I dreamed
that my powers were gone." MoonbeamDancer shuddered. "Scary
thought. Glad it was just a dream." She started to fall back asleep.
"Yeah, me too." Misto mumbled and fell asleep.
~A few weeks later.~
Misto was a little irritated. His powers were on the blink. Again. "Hate
it when this happens." he growled. The thing was, he didn't know how it
happened this time. He normally got a tingly feeling when his powers were
gonna give him trouble. This time, nothing. "I gotta get them back
somehow." he said. "Hey Misto!" he heard someone yell. He
turned around. Etcetera ran up to him. "Come on! We need you."
"Why?" "We need someone to play with." Misto shook his
head. "Maybe later." She pouted. "I have something to take
care of." he said "Okay." Etcetera said and left. Misto
breathed a sigh of relief. None of the other cats knew about him losing his
powers. He didn't want to tell them too. Most of all Old Deuteronomy.
"Hey Misto." said a queen. He looked up. There was a patch of fog
in front of him. It had a dark blue eye and a gold eye. "Hi
MoonbeamDancer." She reformed her body out of the fog. She was all black
with a white lighting bolt slanting across her face from her right. The eye
on her right was dark blue, the one on her left, gold. On her upper left arm
a wisp of the fog had transformed into a tattoo. It was of a white crescent
moon. Around it was a band of wavy lines and stars. The tattoo wound around
her arm like a bracelet. The rest of the fog formed into her tail and collars.
The first collar was one that he had given her. It was silver. It formed like
a band on her collarbone. In the center was a cat with ruby eyes. The second
one was a black leather collar with silver spikes, an inch long with
sapphires in between the spikes. Her mate before him, Nephlite, had given it
to her before Macavity killed him. "You're getting slow in your old
age." she joked. Misto didn't laugh. "What's wrong? You can normally
spot a cat that's behind you. Powers on the blink?" Misto nodded.
"Kinda." MoonbeamDancer sat down. "Can I help?" Misto
shook his head. "You sure?" After a little prodding, Misto yelled
"Look! I don't need your help and I don't want it!!" he
snarled, getting right in her face about it. Her eyes filled with tears.
"F, Fine! I just wanted to help." she whispered. Misto felt like a
jerk. He didn't mean to yell at her. It was just the fact that his powers
were gone that made him mad. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you."
he said holding her and rocking back and forth. "It's ok." she said
wiping the tears away. "Let me know if you want any help with your
powers." she said and melted into fog. Misto felt like a heel. Just
'cause he lost his powers, didn't give him the right to explode at his mate.
He knew a lot of ways
to get his powers back, and he had tried them all except one. This one was
dangerous. It could get him or another Jellicle hurt or killed. All it
involved was him going to an evil magic cat and striking a deal. Misto sighed
and headed to the Dark Alleys. The Dark Alleys were where the Dark Cats hung
out and lived. The Dark Cats were normal and magic cats. They were the worst
kind of cat. Most of the dabbled in black magic. "I can't
believe I'm doing this." he thought. He entered the alley. A ball of
flames rushed at him. Misto let out a yip and ducked. The flames rushed over
him, almost burning his fur. "Well, well. A Jellicle. What is it? You
come to your senses and decide to join us?" said the ball of flames.
"Who are you? How did you know I was a Jellicle?" The flames formed
into a cat. She was the color of flames, orange, red and yellow mixed
together. "My name is Flame. We Dark Cats can smell a Jellicle a mile
away. You give off a goody goody smell. Most definitely you magic cats."
She sniffed the air. "Magic cats give off a magic sent. You don't."
Misto had had enough. "Look." he hissed, "I've lost my powers somehow,
and I know one of you can help me." "I can. But put me down
first." said Flame. Misto looked. He had yanked her up off her feet
without knowing it. He put her back down. "How?" "Come with me." said Flame.
They walked down the
alley twisting this way and that. They walked past rooms where the
black arts were being done. Misto could feel the magic sliding though his fur,
like a seductive wind. All of his instincts were screaming at him to leave,
that this was evil and he did not need to be here. "I have
to be here. I have to get my powers back." he mumbled. "You say
something?" Flame asked turning around. "No. Where are we?"
Misto asked looking around. "My place. Come on in." Misto stepped
though the door way. The feeling of evil intensified. Misto started to feel
somewhat dizzy, the good in his soul fighting the evil that wanted to take
over. "Sit down." said Flame. Misto sat. Flame went around her
room, collecting things. "Two things. One, what's your name? And two,
you wanna get your powers back right?" Misto nodded. "My
name's Magical Mister Mistoffelees, and yeah, I want my powers back."
Flame smiled. The entire time she was thinking "Yes! I've heard of
this guy. Oh I'm going to give him his powers alright, and more."
"Let's do it." she said aloud. She moved Misto into the center of
the room. "Stand right here." she said, pointing to a circle in the
middle of the room. The circle was drawn in chalk. Flame got a cup from a
nearby shelf, she also got a spell book. She stepped into the circle.
"Give me your hand." she said. Misto handed her his hand. Flame
extended a claw. She slashed his palm and poured his blood into the cup.
Misto flinched slightly. She then opened the book. "Dip a claw in the
blood and write your full name." Misto did so writing Magical Mister
Mistoffelees in the book. Flame then set the book down and took the cup of
blood and sprinkled it around the circle. She lit the two candles in the
circle and began waving the spell. A haze of smoke began circling around
Misto. Flame was mumbling in a language he didn't understand, "Breathe
in the smoke, it's your powers." she said. "That and a few other
things." she thought evilly. Misto breathed in the smoke. His heart
sped up and he felt a little dizzy. He opened his eyes, they glowed red.
"What's happening?" he mumbled before falling to the ground.
"You're one of us now." said Flame to the unconscious Misto.
~A little Later.~
Misto sat up. "What happened? I breathed in the smoke and I passed
out." "It's okay. You have your powers back." Flame said.
"Thanks." Misto said. "What do I owe you?" he asked. He
knew that she wanted something, but he wasn't sure what. Flame smiled.
"I'll take your soul, but I'll collect on that later." she
thought. "That's okay. You don't owe me anything." she said aloud.
"Yet." she thought. Misto thanked her again and left.
Misto walked into the
Junkyard. "I got my powers back!" he felt like yelling. He walked
past Bomby and Tugger. Tugger was doing his normal come on routine, shakin'
his hips and everything. Misto snorted as he walked by. "Dumb tom, he'll
come on to any female that's old enough and in a five block radius!" he
thought. "Wish that buck of paint would fall on him." he hissed
under his breath. He was half way down the yard when he heard the yowl. He
could mentally hear Tugger scream "I just got the pink out!!!!"
He turned around and saw this bright neon orange blob streaking right towards
him. He poofed out of the way. "Tugger?!" he called. Tugger was
hiding under a box. "Go away!!" Tugger hissed "What's wrong?
How'd all that paint get on you?" Misto asked peering under the box.
"I don't know how it happened! One minute I'm talking to Bomby, and I
was so close too!" "Trust Tugger to think like that!"
Misto thought. "Next thing I know, I'm covered in bright orange paint!!!"
Tugger screamed. Next to queens, Tugger's looks were all he thought
about. Tugger started moaning about his looks and how long it was going to
take him to get all of the paint out of his coat. Misto allowed himself a
small smile. "He got what he deserved!" he thought "See
ya later Tugger." he said aloud. He left Tugger under the box and walked
off thinking. "What happened??" he thought. "I
wanted the paint to fall on Tugger. I wanted to ruin his coat. Did I make the
paint fall?" Misto shook his head. "No way! I couldn't have done
that." he said. But he still felt a little guiltily for thinking it.
Over the next few weeks, strange things happened with
Misto's powers. Something bad usually happened. It kept getting worse. Misto
kept having these bad dreams. Nightmares from Hell, really.
"You ok?" MoonbeamDancer asked one night. Misto collapsed next to
her exhausghted. "I've gotten my powers back. I told you that
right?" She nodded. "Well I've been having some really bad
nightmares since then." "You went to a Dark Cat didn't you."
MoonbeamDancer stated. Misto nodded. "They want something. I can
tell." The next day Misto went to see Flame. "What the hell did you
do to me!?" he yelled. Flame looked at him. "I gave you exactly
what you wanted!! You wanted your powers back! Now you got them!!" Flame
snarled back. "No you didn't!" Misto shouted. "Yes I did. You
signed the book. You got what you wanted. Now it's time I got what I
wanted." Flame calmly said. Misto looked confused. "What?"
Flame's hands started glowing. "You owe me your soul." Misto
gasped. A painful throb seized him. He fell to his knees. "What are you
doing?" he choked out "Taking what's mine." said Flame. Her
hands glowed brighter. The pain grew bigger. Misto screamed. A spot right
above his heart glowed. A stone the shape of a heart, slid out of his chest.
"There's your soul, and it's mine." Flame said smiling.
"No." Misto hissed before the darkness swirled in and took over.
His eyes started to glow red. The darkness swirled around his body, infusing
it with dark powers. There were subtle changes in his body. His face became a
little darker, more cruller looking. He got a collar of black leather with
sharp, deadly looking spikes on it. Flame grinned. "This is perfect!
This is what he was meant to be." she thought. "How do you
feel?" she asked Misto. Misto smiled at her, his smile truly evil.
"Bad." he said. "Good." Flame smiled back.
~Weeks Later.~ Misto
was missing. No one in the Junkyard knew where he was. He hadn't been seen in
weeks. "Where is he?" MoonbeamDancer wondered. "Is it something
I said? Something I did?" she said, but was pretty sure it wasn't. She
missed him and was worried like crazy. "Hey 'Dancer!" yelled
someone. It was Munkstrap. "Hi. What is it?" she said. "We
found Misto." MoonbeamDancer's mouth dropped open. "What?? Where??"
she yelled. "In the Dark Alley." 'Dancer ran off. "Thanks
Munkustrap!" she yelled. She headed for the Dark Alley to get Misto.
"'Dancer, wait!" Munkustrap yelled after her. As MoonbeamDancer
made her way to the Dark Alley, she was joined by Alonzo, Demeter,
Munkustrap, and Mungojerrie. "You're gonna 'eed some 'elp gettin' 'im
out." said Mungojerrie. "So we're coming with you." said
Demeter. 'Dancer smiled. "Thanks guys." They headed on to the Dark
Alley.
Flame laughed. "Misto,
your powers are growing tremendously. I bet you like having stronger
powers." Misto nodded. "I don't even miss those stupid
Jellicles!" he said. "Yes you do!" screamed a part of his mind
and heart. The part that remembered the queen that he loved with all his
heart and soul and their kittens. "What about MoonbeamDancer, Blazite, Victoria, Nightshade, Patchy, and Star?" it
screamed as it rattled off the names of his mate, step-kitten, and kittens he
had had with 'Dancer. "Shut up!" Misto hissed to himself as he
squashed that thought. "They don't exist any more. They mean nothing to me." he said to Flame. "Don't
lie." his heart and mind said. "You know you'd do anything for
them! Definatly MoonbeamDancer. Including die."
The Jellicles made their way
into the Dark Alley. "Halt! What do you think you're doing here
Jellicles?" yelled a tom. MoonbeamDancer shifted the lower half of her
body into fog, flew up to him, and grabbed him by the throat. "Misto,
where is he?" she hissed as she hefted him up into the air. "I
don't know no Misto." the tom hissed. 'Dancer let a little bit of
lighting run though his body. "Don't lie!" she growled. "Ok!
Ok! He's with Flame!" the tom yelled in pain. "Where with
Flame?" Munkustrap hissed. "In the clearing." MoonbeamDancer
dropped the tom. "Let's go get 'im." said Mungo. Demeter laughed
softly and they went in. "I should have known it was Flame."
'Dancer hissed. "Wot do ya know 'bout 'er?" Mungojerrie asked.
'Dancer snorted. "She's an evil magic cat. She's got a talent for
turning good magic cats evil. She sucks up their souls. I hope she hasn't
done that to Misto." The cats made their way to the clearing. Sometimes
they had to kick a little Dark Cat butt, but they got to the clearing. They
were hiding behind a stack of crates, when 'Dancer saw Misto.
Her fur stood on end.
Her senses started screaming that he was changed. He looked different.
Correction, he felt different. 'Dancer let her senses relax a little...there
it was. His powers. They were dark. Evil. Wait a sec. There was still a part
of the old Misto there, in his heart. "I just have to reach it."
she thought. Then Demeter and Mungojerrie shifted their weight. Some of the
crates crashed down. "Grab them." Flame said. Some of the other
'Cats brought them over. "What do we have here?" Misto said cupping
MoonbeamDancer's chin. "Misto, we came to get you. To bring you
home." Misto laughed. "Take me home?" He slapped 'Dancer.
"I am home." he said. His eyes glowed dark red. "Take the
others away. Leave her with me." he said to Flame. The other cats
were thrown into a dungeon. MoonbeamDancer looked at Misto. "Misto,
please, I know a part of you still loves me. I know a part of you remembers
our kittens. Please, come back to me." she whispered brushing his cheek.
Misto stared at her the muscle in his jaw ticking. His eyes turned from red
to their original blue, back to red, then blue. "'Dancer, I'm sorry.
Help me. I need you." he whispered taking her in his arms, pleading for
her help. "Let me in." she said She reached into his mind and heart
with her powers. Misto's mind and heart were very dark. She was bathed in
silver light. She was wearing silver armor and carrying a sword. "What's
this?" she asked. "It's how I see you." Misto's voice echoed
around her. "My warrior, my angel, my love." "Oh."
'Dancer moved in more. She fought and killed the demons that Flame had put in
Misto's mind when she had sucked up his soul. She was right at the edge of
his goodness, when Flame showed up. "You don't think it was going to be
that easy do you?" she yelled. "No. As a matter of fact I was
counting on you showing up." Moonbeam said. "Misto belongs to me
now." Flame hissed. "Yeah. Sure." "Fine. You wanna play
dirty? Let's settle this in the real world." Flame said. The girls moved
out of Misto's mind. They were back in their own bodies. "Bring it
on." Flame growled. They started to fight. The magic zinged around
turning everything to a fevered pitch. MoonbeamDancer was holding her own
pretty good. But Flame was quickly becoming a problem. She was strong. Maybe
stronger then MoonbeamDancer, which means that Flame was extremely powerful.
Misto watched the battle. "I have to help her." he thought. He went
over to Flame.
Flame smiled.
"I'm going to win. Then, I'm going to kill this little queen who thinks
she's better then me and deserve Misto. And I'll enjoy it." she thought.
She threw fireball after fireball, burning the other queen. On the other paw,
'Dancer was doing pretty well herself. She threw lighting, ice, combinations
of ice and lighting spears. One right after another. She saw Misto go over to
Flame. "Oh no. Misto don't give up yet." she said. She got
distracted by all that. Flame took advantage of this and threw a giant
fireball at her. The fireball hit MoonbeamDancer in the chest. It burned her
fur and gave her some bad burns. She fell to the ground in a heap of burned
fur and agonizing pain. Misto winced almost screaming in pain. It was that
powerful. He could literally feel his mate's pain. He was torn. Part of him
wanted to ran to his mate and make her better, part of him really wanted to
kick Flame's butt! "You bitch!!" he snarled in Flame's ear. "I
did what you wanted! I got rid of her!" "I did not!! I love
her!" Misto screamed back. His eyes glowed blood red. The dark magic
glowed in his hands in a ball. "Don't do it Misto. If you kill me,
you'll lose all of your powers. You'll be a normal cat." "I don't
care. It'll be worth it if she lives." Misto hissed. Flame didn't know
what hit her. She fell to the ground a pile of ashes. Misto felt all of his
powers drain away. With the bit he had left, he let Munku, Demeter, Mungo,
and Alonzo go. He walked over to where MoonbeamDancer was lying. She was
breathing a little. Misto picked her up in his arms. "Come on, we better
get you back to the Junkyard." He started to walk out.
"Misto!" he heard. The others came running up. They gasped when
they saw MoonbeamDancer. "Is she gonna be okay?" asked Alonzo.
"I don't know. I'm taking back to the 'yard. Maybe her sister can
help." said Misto.
The cats walked into the Junkyard. "Misto, where were you?" a lot
asked. "What's wrong with mommy?" asked his kittens. "She's
hurt." he said grimly. He turned to Mistica, MoonbeamDancer's older
sister. "Can you help her?" he asked.. "I'll try." the
healer said. "Misto, we need to talk." said Old Deuteronomy. Misto
nodded. He handed 'Dancer over to her sister and followed Old Deuteronomy.
They walked over to the tires and sat. "Where have you been?"
Deuteronomy asked. Misto took a breath. "Tell him. Tell him how I went
to a Dark Cat, became a Dark Cat myself -betraying the tribe.- and how I just
might have gotten my mate killed." he thought to himself. He told.
"I'm sorry Old Deuteronomy. I know I shouldn't have done it, but I did.
I'll understand if you want to throw me out. Just let me say good bye to
MoonbeamDancer and my kittens first." Deuteronomy looked at him.
"I'm not. Misto you proved that you're still one of us by protecting
MoonbeamDancer." "But I betrayed the tribe. I lost my powers!"
"I can give you your powers back if you want." Misto nodded.
"I want to see 'Dancer first." Misto walked over to Mistica's
stove. "Can I see her?" Mistica let him in. "She needs to
sleep, but you can watch her." she said and left them alone. Misto sat
and watched his mate. "That damn well better be worth it." he
yelled at himself "What the hell were you thinking, almost getting your
mate killed like that??" he continued. "God, I hope she lives. I'll
never forgive myself if she doesn't." he whispered. Misto sat for
several hours watching her. Two days later, she woke up.
"How long have I
been out?" she asked. "Two days. I've been worried sick. The
kittens want to see you." said Misto. 'Dancer smiled and sniffed.
"You're normal. You're not giving off any magic scent." "I
know. Deuteronomy said he could give me my powers back, but I've been taking
care of you and the kittens so much, that I haven't had the time to think
about it." He held 'Dancer. "I'm so sorry. I almost got you killed.
This is all my fault. I don't deserve my powers." he whispered. Moonbeam
scratched him behind the ears. "Yes you do." They talked about for
awhile, then fell asleep. A few days later Misto went to Old Deuteronomy.
"I've thought about it. About what you said. I want my powers back. Even
though I almost got my mate killed, risked my soul to get back, and don't
really deserve my powers." Deuteronomy smiled. "You saved your mate
and brought her back. You deserve them." Deuteronomy waved his hand over
Misto's head. A lot of gold sparkles fell on him and were absorbed into his
body. Misto looked at his hands. They sparkled. Misto screamed. "They're
back!!" he yelled. "Thank you!!" he said. In fact he was so
excited that he shot off a bolt of lighting almost hitting Deuteronomy.
"Opps. Sorry." he said sheepishly. "You have a right to be
happy. So don't worry about it." Misto grinned and ran off to tell
'Dancer.
~A week Later.~ Misto
and 'Dancer were celebrating their one year aniversity. "I take it you
like having your powers back?" she asked. Misto nodded. "I love
it." So far Misto had used his powers to make 'Dancer a ring and some
lavender roses. They had stopped at all their favorite places, including the
place where they had met for the first time. "Now you promise, if you
ever loose your powers again, you'll come to me or Old Deuteronomy right? No
more running off to evil cats right?" Misto smiled. "Yes. But I
will admit, that making that bucket of paint fall on Tugger was fun."
'Dancer whacked Misto on the arm. "Kidding! I'm only kidding!"
The End.
