Chapter 15 is here. Yay! I don't own cats. ::sniffle::

"Riley, Esteria and myself grew up in this very Junkyard," Macavity started. "Those were the good days, she really was happy here- and for a while- so were we. Riley and I started stealing and getting into fights with strays sometime after our first Jellicle Ball- he thought Riley was a sissy name so he changed it.. to Razorfist.

"Fits him so much better I think... well, one day the two of us decided to leave. Esteria came with us- then again we didn't give her much of a choice. And eventually me and her mated- that's when the partnership ended with a fight where I almost killed him.

"Esteria stopped me though and we agreed to his terms- She would go to America with him and me and her never would contact eachother again."

Teazer stared at him for a long moment but he wasn't continuing. "But you did contact eachother... and she died because of it," she said coldly.

"Yes, she contacted me. About a kitten that had been produced shortly after they arrived in New York," he said his eyes dark as he turned to look towards the entrance of the junkyard. "He'll be here soon."

Munkustrap hesitated. "Jelly, Jenny- get the kittens and Gus and go to the Wall... Stay there until you get news otherwise- Dem-"

"We're staying right here," Bomba interrupted. "Demeter and myself."

"But-"

"We're really not defenseless," Demeter pointed out quietly. "Besides you haven't tried telling Tantomile, Cassandra, or Teazer to leave-"

"You try seperating the twins," he replied drly. "And Cassandra and Teazer wouldn't listen to me anyway."

"That sounds pretty accurate," Plato muttered.

Cassandra glanced up from where she was talking quietly to Mistoffolees and the twins. "How unfair," she muttered. Mistoffolees nudged his sister Victoria towards Jellyorum then watched as the Kittens and most of the Queen's left.

The two groups sat there in silence for the longest time. Just as the tension was begining to even wear on Munkustrap's patience another group of cats arrived lead by a tom with a single tiger stripe on his white body. "Well, hello, Riley," Macavity sneered.

"It's Razorfist, idot," the tom growled. "What are you doing here?"

"I missed you."

"Doubtful," Razorfist muttered and scanned the clearing then his gaze returned to Macavity. "I think you want to fight again."

"How observant," Macavity muttered. "This time Esteria isn't here to stop me either."

"That is your own fault," he snapped. "She broke the agreement... and speaking of that..." he looked towards Teazer. "I'm here for the kit."

"She wasn't part of the agreement," Cherokee spoke up from the back of Razorfists own group. "And so she belongs to no one."

"Did I ask you to speak?" Razorfist hissed whirling around to face the pure black tom.

Cherokee hesitated. "No, sir."

"Then don't!" He snapped. While he had his back to Macavity the ginger tom leapt and slashed at him.

well there you go. Please Review. Chapter 16 will be there soon- if not tonight...

and Chimalmaht remember with the next chapter you did say you'd read the sequel so you can't kill me for whatever happens. ::begging::