Mungo woke up in a cold sweat. He was shaking, he had been having the dream again, about the last time he saw his sister and father. He had only been sleeping for a little bit, the sun was just beginning to rise outside, setting a golden haze over the living quarters. Several cats were milling about, looking either sleepy or grumpy. Mungo stretched and groomed himself a bit, and stalked out to the alleyway to get a bit to eat.

As soon as he stepped outside, he spotted some open garbage lying near a can.

"Disgusting," Mungo thought to himself, digging through the garbage. He had no other food, unless he wanted to go steal something, which he did not feel in the mood for at the moment. He was munching on something (you don't want to know what it was), when he heard his name being called.

"Mungo! Mungo, where are you?" The voice yelled down the alley. Mungo swallowed and ran to see who was calling him. He saw a tom younger than him; he was all black, with a white tip to his tail.

"Hey, Lean, what's up?" Mungo said to him as he walked up.

"It's the boss Mungo, he's back, he wants to see you right away," Lean said quickly. He was very out of breath. Mungo's eyes widened and he ran into the warehouse without saying anything to Lean. He raced down the corridors to Macavity's throne room. Pausing to breath heavily, he knocked on the door loudly. He was surprised when it opened immediately, he therefore fell face first into the room.

Mungo looked up to see Macavity grinning evilly at him.

"So oime guessin' ya finished off the job?" Mungo said weakly, getting off the ground.

"More than finished it. I had no idea she was so fiery," Macavity said raising an eyebrow at Mungo. Mungo's throat tightened horribly.

"Wha... whad'ya mean sir?" Mungo said, his voice cracking.

"That girl that stopped you. Demetra or whatever her name is. She'll do nicely. So I'm forgiving you for screwing up," Macavity said, going over to his big chair and sitting down, surveying Mungojerrie through his claws. Mungojerrie didn't know what to say. He had gone and captured Demeter! It was too horrible to think about.

"Wha... what're ya goina do wiff 'er?" Mungo said in a would-be-casual voice.

"I'll tame her yet, she'll do nicely for one of my queens. Maybe even head queen one day, you never know," Macavity said, yawning and looking bored. Mungo nodded wordlessly. He had seen this happen countless of times. Macavity would capture a queen, and rape and beat her repeatedly until she broke down. Lots of them died, a few went insane, some were still hanging around the warehouse... a gaunt look in their eyes.

"I want you to take her to her cell, and if she wakes up, just explain the situation. I'm sure you can manage," Macavity said, pointing to a limp body on the bed behind him. Mungo almost jumped in the air, he had no idea Demeter was in the room with them. Mungo walked over to the bed and looked at Demeter's limp form. She had blood on her lips and cheek, and bruises on her face and chest. She had some scratches on her stomach, and her paws were stained with blood. Mungo gulped and picked her up gently.

"Oill get 'er to a cell boss," Mungo said quietly to Macavity, walking out of the room with Demeter in his arms. Mungo had a frown on his face as he walked through the halls. He looked at Demeter's face. She was really very young, it surprised him, she acted so much older than she was. She was just a kitten, maybe 7 months old. Mungo got the sick feeling in his stomach again, thinking of what Macavity was planning to do to her. He arrived at a cell reserved for her and she laid her down gently. He didn't want to leave her just yet, so he sat down and looked at her delicate face. Suddenly she stirred, and her eyes snapped open in horror.

She flew at Mungo in a rage, spitting and hurling curses at him and trying to gouge his eyes out with her claws. Mungo jumped back in surprise and grabbed hold of her arms firmly. She struggled to escape his grasp with a wild look in her eyes.

"Demetah! It's me, Mungojerrie!" Mungo said frantically. Demeter kept struggling.

"Get'im way from me!" She screamed over and over. Mungojerrie wrapped his arms around Demeter and held her tightly while she continued to try and escape. Eventually her attempts became weaker and she sobbed into Mungo's arms.

"Demetah, 'ee didn' do nuffin' ta ya... did 'ee?" Mungojerrie asked her quietly releasing her from his grasp. She choked and sobbed and looked up at Mungojerrie with streaming eyes. She really was a small little thing.

"He..." Demeter coughed, "He tried to. But I kept trying to run away, and he would just hit me and he kept telling me I'd do nicely," Demeter wiped her eyes. "What did he mean?"

Mungo gulped. He didn't want to be the one to explain it to her.

"Well... oi s'pose 'ee wons ta make you 'is queen," Mungo said softly rubbing her shoulder. Demeter backed away from him.

"This is sick. Get me out of here," Demeter whispered, "GET ME OUT OF HERE!" She screamed the last part at Mungo. Mungo just shook his head sadly at her.

"Oime sorry Demetah" Mungo said slowly, backing out of the room, a horrified look on Demeter's face. Mungo stepped out of the room and locked it with the key. He leaned against the door and sighed, listening to Demeter's screams.