Fresh Revenge
25-06-05

Rating: K+ (PG)

Disclaimer: I do not own cats in any way and have no claim over them. (As much as I'd like to!)

Summary: After his plan to ruin the Jellicle ball fails, Macavity seeks revenge on the cats that he thinks are solely responsible for his plot's failure, starting with a much loved member of the Jellicle tribe.

Time Frame: The morning following the Jellicle Ball, based on the DVD.

Warnings: Includes violence, fighting and stuff like that, but suitable for a PG rating (My opinion).

Note: The relationships between the characters are those that I think suit them best, so please no flames about who's related to who.

Special Thanks: Go out to Mystical21, who got me addicted to cats! I thank you!

Macavity sat alone in the darkness of his hidden lair deep below London's surface. After the night's events it was no surprise that the Napoleon of crime wasn't celebrating like he'd planned too. The hidden paw flexed his claws, as he looked back on what had gone wrong and snarled.

The first thing that caused complications was Demeter, who sensed him every time Macavity tried to get close to Old Deuteronomy. Then there was his idiot brother, Munkustrap, who'd dared battle him. Macavity had secretly not wanted to hurt his brother, but with the whole Jellicle gang watching he'd had to put on a show. He still might have gotten away with it if that tuxedo cat, Mistoffelees, hadn't used his magic to return Old Deuteronomy to them.

Macavity began to pace his hideout, thinking of revenge. He had a choice of three cats, all loved by the Jellicle tribe, all important to the Jellicle tribe and if anyone of them were to be on the receiving end of his wrath the Jellicle tribe would feel it deeply.

After thinking well into the day Macavity stopped his pacing and let a grin spread on his face. His new plan was all thought out and ready to be executed, and if all went according to his plan, it wouldn't be the only thing to be executed.

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"Must you – hiss – do this – ouch – right now?" Munkustrap pleaded while Demeter cleaned his wounds. The tom had put on a brave face after his brother, Macavity, had attacked him, but now while the other Jellicle cats slept he was alone with Demeter, he wasn't afraid to whine at all.

The queen looked up from licking his wounds. "If I don't do this now these scratches will become infected, and I don't want that to happen any more than you do."

Munkustrap rolled his eyes but let her finish her work, as much as it pained him. Still, being close to Demeter was enough of an incentive to keep him still. He really loved her, deeply and with feeling, and wasn't going to let her go, ever, without a fight.

"There," the queen said, finishing the last – and rather nasty – slash to Munkustrap's side. "That's all of them, now can you get some sleep?"

Munkustrap began to think that sleep was a great idea, and snuggled closer to Demeter. She felt so warm against his fur, and he knew falling asleep wasn't going to be a problem.

Demeter suddenly jumped to her paws and began hissing as a loud bang came from outside their wooden crate. Munkustrap drew his claws is preparation, but relaxed when the black and white head of Alonzo peered into the box.

"Why Alonzo, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Demeter asked, stretching before lying back down.

The tom smiled at her statement. "Yea, I should, but Old Deuteronomy wants to talk to you Munkustrap."

"What about?" Munkustrap said with a yawn. He knew now he'd never get any sleep until dusk at this rate.

The 3rd in command shrugged. "Beats me. All I know was he woke me up and asked me to find you, so if you don't have any errands for me I think I'll go back to sleep."

With that his head disappeared and his paw-steps grew fainter as he headed for somewhere warm to sleep, as Munkustrap wished he could.

Giving another large yawn and a long stretch Munkustrap rubbed his head against Demeter's before walking outside.

The light almost blinded him. Blinking furiously as his eyes adjusted to the light Munkustrap came to the conclusion it was around midday, and it was only then that he realized Alonzo had failed to mention where he was to meet Old Deuteronomy.

"Why me?" He whispered to himself as he sluggishly made his way around the junkyard to the tyre where he guessed Old Deuteronomy would be. He wasn't really looking where he went, for suddenly his paw stepped on a black tail.

"Munkustrap!" Mistoffelees cried out in shock. It seemed the magical cat had been taking advantage of the bright sun and had been basking in its rays.

"Sorry Misto," Munkustrap apologised, quickly removing his paw from the young cat's tail. "I'm not fully awake yet."

"I can see that. What are you doing up this early anyway?" the magical tom asked, rubbing the end of his tail. "It's not right to wake up before late afternoon after dancing all night."

"I know, but Old Deuteronomy wants to see me, and before you ask I don't know why." Munkustrap added the last part with a smile seeing the black and white tom begin to open his mouth.

"Well you didn't need to wake me to do that." Mistoffelees said, stretching and flexing his claws. "Now what am I suppose to do?"

"Go back to sleep?" Munkustrap said, yawning. "Or find Tugger and see what he's doing."

"Thanks." The tuxedo tom said with a hint of sarcasm, before disappearing with a flash of blue.

"I hate it when he does that." Munkustrap muttered as he once again started walking towards the tyre, being more careful this time to look out for sleeping cats.

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"Ah so you got my message." Old Deuteronomy said cheerfully from his warm spot atop the tyre.

Munkustrap groaned in response and jumped up beside him. "You wanted to see me?"

The wise old leader nodded. "Yes, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer have some information I think you should hear."

He gestured behind him to two stripped cat burglars, who seemed to not have a care in the world as they spoke.

"Very important information, from the 'eadquarters of Macavity himself!" Mungojerrie said. Munkustrap hissed at the mention of his brother's name, but one look from Old Deuteronomy silenced him.

"Macavity, as you may already 'ave guessed, isn't too happy about last night's events," Rumpleteazer said from beside her mate, fidgeting with Mungojerrie's tail. "But what you don't know is that he's already planning payback."

Munkustrap looked from her to Old Deuteronomy and back again. "Payback? On who?"

The mischievous mates didn't meet eye contact with him. A sinking feeling developed in his stomach. "Oh no he would never-"

"No, that's not it." Old Deuteronomy said, somehow reading Munkustrap's expression. "They don't know who, but we," he shot a glance at the two near identical tigers, who were more interested in a passing bird then the conversation. "I mean I believe he will take his anger out on you my son."

The sinking feeling had deepened into a sensation of dread at his father's words. After a few moments Munkustrap found his voice again. "Macavity wouldn't dare show his face around the junkyard, not after what happened last night, would he?"

"I don't know, but only a few cats should know of this." Old Deuteronomy said wisely. "The last thing we need right now is a panic. If you can find them, inform Alonzo, Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffelees. We may need their help if Macavity does decide to show his face."

"They won't appreciate being awakened, especially Mistoffelees." Grumbled Munkustrap. Seeing the look his father, Rumpleteazer and Mungojerrie were giving him he explained. "I stepped on his tail and woke him."

A smile came to Old Deuteronomy's lips, and the two thieves giggled to themselves.

From memory each chapter is a little over 1000 words. This is my first CATS story so if I've made any mistakes point them out please so I don't make them again. No OC's in this story, so don't worry. Just a simple revenge fic with more then 5 chapters but less then 12. I'll update hopefully every Saturday or Sunday.

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