Kumori immediately rushed to the entrance of the trash can, but was tripped by Plato grabbing her back legs.
"Are you crazy? He'll kill you!" Plato hissed, a little to loudly
"I have my reasons, now be quiet!" Kumori hissed back. But it was too late. One of Macavity's mutant-cat henchmen had heard them, and reported directly to Macavity. Macavity quietly snuck up to the trash can, and gave the signal to his henchmen to dump them out of it. Kumori and Plato came tumbling out, landing at Macavity's feet. He picked up both of the young cats, one in each hand, by the throat. Holding them at arms length, Macavity looked them over. Plato was frozen in fear, but Kumori had puffed up her medium length fur and was hissing. After quickly sizing up Plato, Macavity didn't like what he saw. Weak, scrawny, and absolutely no desire to kill.
He took more time with Kumori. Her long, thick, black fur accented what curves she had at her young age. But that would change as she grew, for the better. She had long limbs and tail in comparison with a smaller body. Macavity could tell that Kumori was graceful, or at least would be once she became an adult. But it wasn't that that had captivated him. Nor was it her gold stripes on black fur. It was Kumori's big, golden eyes that seemed so familiar to him. Right now, Macavity could see them burning with the desire to kill him.
"You're a pretty little queen aren't you?" he said quietly, more to himself than to Kumori. Kumori stopped her hissing and stared at him in surprise. She had been too blind in her fury to notice that Macavity's scent had become amorous.
"I think I'll take you home with me." He added, this time to Kumori.
"I would rather die!" Kumori spat.
"That can be arranged." Macavity said quietly, as if he got that reply all the time. Kumori bit into Macavity's arm as hard as she could. He dropped Plato to try and wrench her off. Plato hurriedly ran away faster than he had ever run before, screaming that Macavity had Kumori.
Finally, Macavity was able to tear Kumori off his arm. He flung her at a nearby pile of junk, but Kumori landed on her paws. Instinctively, they started circling each other. Now that Kumori had a few moments to think, she realized that she couldn't win. It was stupid of her to go rushing off into a fight with a fully grown tom. Only, she had been too blind in her fury to think of the repercussions. Macavity was bigger, stronger, faster, and had years of fighting experience. The only advantage that Kumori had was that she was fighting for a reason. Even that didn't matter in the long run. She was bound to make stupid mistakes, which she was sure Macavity would take full advantage of. What worried Kumori the most was that she had bitten Macavity as hard as she could, but he wasn't limping.
Macavity charged Kumori like a crimson bolt of lightning. Having no time to defend herself, Kumori was hit by the full onslaught of his attack. Kumori was knocked to the ground, beaten. Deep claw and bite marks lined her body. Instead of finishing her off, Macavity signaled to his henchmen to take her to the tunnels. One of the mutant-cats picked her up and slung her over it's shoulder.
"And now, little queen, you're mine!" Macavity laughed; the same laugh that had haunted Kumori's dreams. He put a finger under her chin and lifted her head up so that their eyes were level. Still burning with the desire to kill him, Kumori's eyes showed exhaustion, fear, and defeat. They rounded the corner to where the hidden entrance to Macavity's hideout was.
Munkustrap, The Rum Tum Tugger, Plato, and all the other toms were waiting.
"Put her down Macavity." Munkustrap said coldly. Macavity eyed each one of the cat's faces, coming to a rest on Plato. Plato visibly gulped. His eyes showed a mixture of fear and determination. Legs shaking, Plato barely managed ot stand his ground under the frightening gaze of Macavity. It would be him who Macavity first attacked.