Well guys here it is, bon apetit…
Chapter 2: in which we meet Cat in her own mind.
"NO! damn it! NO THIS… THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING TO ME!" I sobbed, all the safety in the world disappeared when I was 11 years of age, or so it seemed at the time.
I was an embarrassment, to myself and to my family, they gave me away at birth because I am impossible to love perhaps now I will accept that.
Suicide, it was grim, very grim, I grimaced at the grimness and grimly groped for something, anything, I was going to puke.
After emptying the contents of my stomach and more I walked dazedly into an officer, my legs trembled and I saw him as something strong and safe, I collapsed into his arms.
That was when I started my odd career, at first I danced and became really good but then there was a raid on our base, one of the filthy buggers got in and held me at gunpoint, then commander Johnson screeched round the corner and yelled the latter cried out," Get out ya silly bugger!" It was done in a flash, the man shot my beloved commander who had taken me in and the latter fell.
"NO, YOU BASTARD," I yelled and I grabbed Johnson's gun," This will be the last time!" I yelled, I shot him as the rest of the boys skidded round the corner, and the girls came from the other end, they all saw me shoot, they all saw the bullseye, they saw him fall, they saw the commander, they saw, in my eyes, their future.
"Noooooooooooo, argh!"
"God cat, it's been a long time since you last had that dream!" I said in my calmest voice," something must be wrong."
