Rumpleteazer skidded into the junkyard, crashing into Demeter and Bombalurina. Mungojerrie came around the corner and kept on running as he entered after Rumple. Swerving around them, he slid into the pipe and out of sight. Rumple stared after him and shook her head.

"What's wrong, Rumple?" Bomby ask, brushing herself off.

"Macavity...got......Jing...." she said between breaths.

"Take a deep breath and say it again." Demeter replied, placing a paw on Rumple's back. She took a few deep breaths, as she was told.

Finally getting her voice under control she explained. "Mungo, Me and Jing went loot gathering," Demeter scowled at this, but she knew that she was being honest. "We were just about to come back, when we heard someone laughing—"

"Macavity..." Demeter interrupted.

"—yes...Me and Mungo ran away when we saw him coming, but Jing didn't follow...he has her..." Rumple didn't wait for a reply, she sprinted off after Mungo and, she too, disappeared through the pipe.

Demeter and Bomby didn't hesitate to find Munkustrap. They found him lying in the old oven, cleaning himself. They explained the situation and he told them to go get Alonzo, Rum Tum Tugger and Skimbleshanks. They all gathered together to figure out a way to get Jing back.

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Jing crouch down, staring fiercely at the orange and red cat. He chuckled at her small form. She hissed and launched herself for his face. Her claws dug into his cheek, taking him by surprise. He swiped at her, sending her sprawling. She stood up, regaining her balance and leapt again. This time she wasn't so lucky. Macavity caught her with his paw in midair. She fell to the ground, her side bleeding. She stood up once more. Macavity was impressed with her determination to bring him down. 'She must not know who I am.' he thought.

She jumped at him again. In an instant, she found herself pinned under his massive paw, his claws ready to pierce her stomach if she tried anything. She struggled against him.

"No need to try and get away, young kitten." He said. His voice sent chills down her spine.

Jing stopped struggling. She knew it was useless. He relaxed his grip, but didn't release her. "Would you let me go?" she asked, her voice as hard as his. He chuckled again.

"I can't do that. You might go for your dear, Jellicle tribe." An evil smile appeared on his face.

"Why would I do that?" she replied. "I'm no Jellicle!" And with that, she sunk her teeth as hard as she could into his unguarded paw.

He didn't cry out in pain, but he did release her. She scrambled to her feet and pounced at him when he wasn't ready. She dug her claws into his shoulder and held on. He whipped around, making her lose her grip. She landed on the ground in a heap, unable to get up. He stalked over to her. She could see that his cheek was bleeding, but only a little bit.

"You're tough, little one. You could be of use to me." He laughed as darkness swept over her.

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Back in the junkyard, Munkustrap addressed the Jellicles. "Alonzo, Rum Tum Tugger, Skimbleshanks, Demeter, Bombalurina. You have been told to come here on account we have lost a kitten to Macavity."

"Which one?" Skimble asked. Munku turned to him, a serious look upon his face.

"Jing." He turned his attention to the rest of the group. "I know she is not yet a Jellicle, but don't dismay yet. She has a strong will and I trust she'll use it for the right thing."

"What if we can't get to her in time?" Alonzo exclaimed. The rest agreed.

"We just have to hope we do."

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Jing's eyes fluttered open. Looking around, she saw that she was in what looked to be an old warehouse. She slowly sat up, shaking her head. Her vision became accustomed to the darkness as Macavity walked up to her. Right away she notice tufts of fur were missing from his shoulder and paw.

"Where am I?" she asked. She could feel her blood pounding in her ears.

"You're in my lair." He took a glance around. The lights flashed on and Jing closed her eyes till they adjusted to the blinding light. "You will get used to it soon enough."

"Why am I here?" her questions were irritating him, she could tell.

He turned and leapt onto a crate. "Follow me." He didn't bother to answer the question.

She followed him as he jumped from the crate and through a small hole in the wall. He continued down the dark corridor, looking back every once in a while to make sure she was still there. She listened as they approached a large room. Shouts and jeering could be heard beyond the door. Macavity pushed the door open and shoved her in ahead of him. The jeering stopped when the Napoleon of Crime entered. Jing could see that a fight had been issuing before they came in. Three cats were in a ring. Two of them pinning the other. Macavity said nothing, just gestured for them to carry on.

He led Jing to one of the cats who was cheering on the fight. He was about as big as Macavity, but his fur was all brown, except for a white patch across his left eye. Bits of fur were missing and his right ear was torn to shreds. The tattered cat looked down at her. He didn't smile nor chuckle, but kept a stern expression on his face. Macavity introduced him as Kaine.

"Be careful of this one. She's a devil." Kaine chuckled at this.

"I can see what she did to you." He scratched his good ear. "That's the best a kitten's gotten you, isn't it?"

"Yes." He scowled at the thought. "I'd suggest you start immediately."

"Yes, sir." Macavity left Jing with Kaine. He turned back to her. "Come on. You heard him. Let's get a move on it."

He led her out of the crowd and down through the dark hall to a smaller room. It was occupied by two other cats. By there size, Jing guessed them to be kittens. Kaine shooed them out with a thrust of his paw. They hissed at him and scampered off. He walked over to a shelf on the other side of the room and lit a candle. He came back and shut the door behind her, making the room completely dark, except for the light from the small flame.

"First lesson: stealth." He whispered, flicking a switch. It didn't seem to do anything, until he placed a heavy paw on the tile. An alarm went off in the room. He pressed a button and the buzzing stopped. "You have to move as fast as the wings of a hummingbird, but keep your steps as light as a feather. Watch."

He crept quickly and softly across the floor to the other side, snatching up a rubber mouse and brought it back, dropping it in front of her. "You try. Body low, paws light, but swift, and...now!"

She got about halfway across the floor and lost her footing. The alarm went off and she scrambled back to his side, looking ashamed. He patted her head. "Try again." He pushed the reset button and she went off.

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