Fresh Revenge

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!)

Mistoffelees was on the verge of crying through the pain. He'd managed to crawl about three feet before his limbs gave in. The pain would sometimes dull, but as soon as he drew another breath it surged throughout his chest. All Mistoffelees wanted was for the pain to stop, but in order for that to happen he'd have to restrain from breathing. It would be so easy too, all he'd have to do was close his eyes and-

NO! He shouted in his head. He wouldn't give up, not yet. If he were to die it would not be through his own will. He calmed his racing heart and ragged gasps for air as he awaited death to take him.

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"Misto! Oh please come out!" Rum Tum Tugger yelled as loud as he could. He was getting really annoyed with the little tuxedo, and was seriously thinking of returning to the main yard and telling his brother to go find the cat himself.

"Mistoffelees! Listen if you're there I really need to-" The tom suddenly cried out as something sharp embedded itself into his back paw. Cursing, Rum Tum Tugger inspected his injured paw. Lucky for him, it was no more then a scratch.

He grabbed the piece of metal that had caused him the pain and was about to throw it but stopped. The whole surface of the knife-shaped metal fragment was covered in blood. His wound hadn't bled that much.

Looking around, the Tugger saw the distinct marks caused by a fight, along with blood patches scattered around the path. He felt his heart race quicken as he crept forward. Rounding a bend he saw something that made his heart stop completely.

Lying in the middle of the trail was a cat. A small tom whose tuxedo coat was stained an all to familiar red.

"Mistoffelees!" He raced next to his friend, but paled upon reaching him. The young tom was barely breathing, and the horrible gash that ran across his chest still bled. Rolling him over, Rum Tum Tugger noticed a rather deep set of claw marks on Mistoffelees' back as well. To make matters worse the little magical cat's paws were covered in slashes, which looked like defensive wounds.

The tom pulled the tuxedo into his lap and wiped some of the blood from his pale face. There was no response, not even a twitch that indicated Mistoffelees had felt him. Rum Tum Tugger gently shook his best friend's shoulder, but there was still no reaction.

"Misto, please Misto wake up. Please Misto come on!" He pleaded. A faint groan and a flicker of Mistoffelees' eyelids rewarded his efforts, but they did not open. He tapped the tom on his unscathed cheek. "Misto, come on open your eyes. Please Misto, please."

His eyelids fluttered open, revealing a set of hazel eyes, clouded with pain.

"Tugger?" Mistoffelees managed to whisper. "What…I don't…"

Rum Tum Tugger placed his hand softly over the tom's mouth. "Don't try to speak. Just stay with me buddy. It'll be ok, just you see."

The tuxedo managed a weak nod before the curious cat picked up the injured magician and tried to carry him without further aggravation his injuries. It wasn't a burden for the tom to carry the tuxedo, even with his injured foot. Mistoffelees had always been small, and even now when he was a young adult he wasn't likely to get any bigger.

Rum Tum Tugger suddenly noticed that Mistoffelees' face was wet to the touch, and the young tom seemed too weak to even keep his eyes open. He knew this was not good, and started running as fast as he dared. It was times like this he wished he had Mistoffelees' magic, then he could just teleport them to the main yard and Jennyanydots.

Approaching the yard he almost ran into Munkustrap.

"Tugger everyone is looking for you where have…" The silver tabby trailed off as his eyes saw what was in his brother's arms. "Get to the car quickly."

Rum Tum Tugger was all too happy to apply.

Munkustrap ran ahead and bashed the car door till it opened. Jennyanydots, the Jellicle tribe's resident healer, poked her head out. "Munk please just knock gently next time I …"

She too trailed off seeing the state Mistoffelees was in. Quicker then the Tugger had every thought possible she'd taken the young tom from his arms and disappeared into the car. The two brothers left standing outside tried to follow but Jellylorum and Tantomile blocked their path.

"Wait until Jenny has done what she can." Tantomile said vaguely, and Rum Tum Tugger was surprised her twin wasn't at her side.

"It'd be too crowded with six cats in there when we're trying to work, but if anything happens you'll be the first to know." Jellylorum quickly added before the two queens joined Jennyanydots inside.

"Tugger!" Screamed Bombalurina, who practically rammed into the tom. She started to hug him, but pulled away noticing all the blood that covered his black torso. "Everlasting cat you're bleeding!"

"The bloods not mine." He said with an unusual gloom present in his voice. "It's Misto's."

Bombalurina's face darkened at the news. Most of the other Jellicle cats had assembled in the yard after hearing the queen's screams. Rum Tum Tugger noticed a few of them – queens – breath sighs of relief that he was ok.

"What's going on here?" Shouted Skimbleshanks from the back.

"Where's Mistoffelees?" Cried out Alonzo from atop the tyre.

"Why's Tugger covered in blood?" Asked a frightened Etcetera.

"Please everyone calm down!" Munkustrap yelled in a voice that seemed to shake the ground. Every cat became silent in an instant. Looking pleased with his accomplishment, the leader-to-be continued. "Now, I don't know all the details but I believe my brother here know more then any of us. Tugger, if you'd please."

Munkustrap pushed him forward. The tom made a mental note to pay his brother back for this later. "Well…er…what did you want to know?"

The entire junkyard exploded as every cat shouted out his or her question. Rum Tum Tugger, realizing his mistake, raised his hands into the air for silence. Although not as fast as Munkustrap's shouting, it worked eventually.

"That worked well. Let's try another way." Rum Tum Tugger said to himself. He pointed at Alonzo, hoping he'd have a decent question. "Alonzo, you got a question?"

"Yea," the black and white tom said loudly. "What in the name of the Everlasting cat is going on?"

Rum Tum Tugger took a deep breath and tried to sound serious. "Macavity, obviously angry from his defeat at the Jellicle ball, wanted revenge. He crept into the junkyard and attacked Mistoffelees. Misto's hurt bad, and I don't know where Macavity is now."

He could hear murmurs from the cats, but nothing worth repeating. Suddenly someone whispered in his ear. "I'm going to have a look around. Can you keep the kittens – and some of the adults – calm?"

"Oh course Munk." He whispered back. "All I need to do is swing my hips a little and-"

"This is no time for jokes Tugger!" Munkustrap hissed. "You found Mistoffelees in the southern part of the junkyard, yes?"

Rum Tum Tugger nodded. He turned but Munkustrap was already heading down the southern path.

"Why are you covered in blood Tugger?" Electra suddenly called out. Sighing, the Tugger twisted around to face her, wanting nothing more then to know whether his best friend was going to live or die.

Sorry another late update. Is it just me or has Fanfiction been a little slow lately. It's really beginning to get on my nerves, is it happening to any of you guys too?

AnimeLady Noriko: Oh, then HAPPY BIRTHDAY. (So what if it's late) Correction - I haven't killed Mistoffelees yet... (Evil Grin)

Jgal: Misto is the best cat ever! I can't wait for the next Prince of Egypt chapter; you've got to put it up soon!

Just a Girl in a Crystal: I've got to learn grammar. (Hits head on desk shouting should HAVE, not should OF!) I've already finished the story so going back and putting in a plot twist is kind of hard.

Mystitat: I know, but this story is kind of an experiment so I could get used to writing Cats, and I love Misto torture! Don't worry though, there is a sequel to this one and it's totally different. (And I hope unique.)

Thanks also go to Mela0501 (School can be such a pain...) and Tiger Lily21 (I can't believe he died in HP & the HBP. I couldn't believe it!) who reviewed. New reviews are always welcome, but I'd prefer constructive criticism then flames please!

Well that's about it for another week. so R&R and watch this space next weekend for another chapter.

Desert Thief