Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false coloured eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

You're put down in her book
You're number 37, have a look
She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

Flashback

"But baby you know I love you," The queen smiled devilishly at the brown coloured tom, "I was just having a little fun with him. You know the sort of ' you can look but you cant touch' thing. You know I'd never, ever do anything in the world to hurt you." She said retracing a long seductive finger around the frame of his face.

"But Ginger sweetie, he's my brother and he thinks you actually like him…"

"Don't worry lover, you know I only have eye's for you." Purred the queen as she locked lips with the now gallivant tom. Droning to himself the tom wrapped two muscular arms around the queens sexy figure before breaking the kiss.

"You drive me crazy."

"How crazy?" She huskily replied as she began to rub against the toms inner thigh. He gave a small growl as he felt her press against him.

" Baby…" The queen smirked to herself, this was going to be to easy…

"So I see you've got the evening well thought out." He said beginning to stroke up her back with his claws.

"Why don't you let me show you and you'll see…"

"What about the rest of the clan? You know that they'll be suspicious to why you and I aren't around."

"Let them be suspicious then, you and I don't get to spend barely enough time together."

"Ginger baby you read my mind." He said as she tackled him to the floor of the den.

Hours later the silhouette of a tall queen was seen making her way out of the territory and down an alleyway across town.

"So I take it all went as planned?"

"Yes Macavity, just like we've thought of for the last few months."

"The tom is dead right?"

"Like a doorknob and I take it at this rate, his dimwitted tribe and brother won't figure out who killed him till later."

"Very good, I trained you well my dear."

"Yes you did, now shall we retire?"

"Indeed, I've got a treat for you tonight Bombalurina."

The cool air that made its way into the cluttered den caused the red queen to stir out of her thoughts. Another diseased day, another bloody morning. Another flashback, for some unknown reason her mind kept replaying all the scenes of how she and Macavity took control of the different tribes and clans around the country. It was the same every year, month or even weeks, depending on how long it took to win the cats trust. She would act injured or just befriend one of the clan members into letting her stay with them for a few nights. After proving herself trustworthy they would invite her to stay with them and she would accept. She would swoon the toms, seducing most of them no matter what their age into giving her all the information she needed to know. Then when no one was watching or in the dark of the night, she'd report back to Macavity; letting him in on all their secrets. As soon as Macavity had everything he needed she would finish up with whatever she had started, whether it was seducing the main male or caring for whatever chore the older cats had given her and then when no one expected it, she'd betray them by killing their leader and giving the signal for Macavity to lead his agents and employees into the territory and demolish them; taking over their area and claiming their possessions. The cats who survived the ordeal were either forced into slavery or if they were young enough, brought up as one of his agents. Most would think that her mind would eventuallycatch up with her, but no. She didn't mind what she committed; in fact she liked it. There was a exhilarating rush in it all; never knowing what would happen next, getting any tom she wanted and most of all, Macavity praised her for it. Yes that was the main reason she did it for; Macavity's approval.

"Come on Macavity, you can't sleep-in today." Bombalurina said nudging him, he always had slept like a rock, that was expect for when someone in his empire had said something about him or her; it was like he had a sixth sense for that sort of thing. "Macavity, wake up. You know that you have to be at the docks early today." A low grumbling sound was heard before the toms eye's whipped open and he shot upright.

"Blast it! What time is it?"

"It's seven forty, Mac I thought that yo-"

"You stupid wench! I was suppose to be at the wharfs ten minutes ago!" The ginger tom said as he bolted out of bed and started to quickly groom his coat. "A little help would be appreciated!" He snarled at the young queen. She wasn't yet an adults but she did know her place. Sighing slowly she crawled out of the messed up bed and started to groom the toms dusty fur.

"So where are you going today?" She said trying to make a conversation, he hadn't been acting himself the past few weeks.

"If I had of wanted you to know I would of told you," He snapped, " now hurry up and shut up."

She pulled away after finishing up at the base of his tail.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you, your highness. You never tell me anything anymore! You know there once was a time when you'd at least let me come along with you!" Bombalurina said snarling, she was down right offended at the toms attitude toward her lately, since when did he get away with treating her like a piece of trash he had stepped in? Sure many of cats would be murdered and in their graves by now if they had dared to even raise their voice to the nefarious tom.

"Hold your tongue queen."

"No I will not, for once I demand to know what's going on with you! Why are you being suck a stuck up basta-" She fell to the floor as he yanked his claws out of her side after digging them into her flesh.

"You will never in your life again, speak to me the way you just did. I run this place! Don't you ever forget that! You will never speak out of turn again! Do I make myself clear, wretch!" He snarled gripping the nape of her neck, getting a small whimper out of the queen.

"Yes Macavity."

"Good, now come on we don't want to be late."

"We? But I thought you said that-"

"Do you honestly think I'd trust you to be left alone in this place with what just happened? I'm not going to have my life's work ruined by the likes of you. Now come on." The ginger tom spat, dragging the struggling queen out of the entrance.


Don't leave this spot, I'll be back in a about twenty minutes. Bombalurina snorted, if he honestly thought she'd stay cooped up under a fruit stand he had another thing coming. Sticking her head out to make sure no Macavity or any human was watching she darted across the road and hopped up onto a brick wall and began walking down it. Why on earth did he come here today? They usually stayed out of this area and whenever he or one of the workers were told to go here, they made well sure that she was kept far away from it. She had asked Griddlebone about it when she was still a kitten and had gotten a scolding for even wondering. A loud crack caused her to lose her balance and nearly fall of the wall.

"GIVE IT BACK YOU OLD FLEA BAG! JUST WAIT TILL I GET MY CLAWS ON YOU!" A masculine voice yelled. Bombalurina's ears twitched, even though it sounded feline she wasn't about to take any chances. Turning back toward the way she came from she began to head back to the fruit stand only to be held back by the source of the charging males voice.

"GET OUT OF THE WAY!" Another voice sounded before a blur of grey almost sliver fur bolted past her obviously trying to get away from his companion.

"MUNKUSTRAP IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME BACK MY BELT RIGHT NOW I SWARE I"LL MAKE YOU SO SORE THAT YOU'LL TURN RED!" An oddly looking tom called after the grey cat. Instead of continuing past her like his colleague had, he stopped and backed up when he was only a few feet away to study her.

"Well, look at you. We don't usually see the likes of a queen like you around here. What's a bombshell like you doing in my neck of the woods?" The maned tom asked curiously, obviously making an attempt to flirt with her.

"I'm new in the area, what's it to ya?" Bombalurina responded unimpressed.

"Well then by all means babe, if you need a tour of the area you've found the right tom."

"Don't hold your breath kit."

"Brains and beauty that's definitely something that none of our queens have around here. What's your name sweets?"

"COME ON TUGGER! Dad's going to be home soon and he'll be expecting you to be there! Which heaven forbid you could actually be on time for once." The other tom called impatiently.

"Well kitten looks like you better scram, we don't want daddy to worry about his little boy." Bombalurina snickered walking away from the tom. Amateur.

"So I see you made some new friends." A dangerously husky voice said from behind her as she turned the corner.

" Macavity! I didn't see you there."

"Obviously not."

"Look I didn't mean to wonder its just that- wait, my friends? I would hardly call them that!"

"Well you better get used to calling them that because you'll be spending an awful lot of time with them."

"Them?"

Macavity smirked evilly, she was clueless.

"Those two that you just met are the only heirs to their tribe of cats and its about the most important tribe in all of London"

"Who are they?" Bombalurina asked perplexed. It was only rarely that a group of cats was important enough to be called a tribe, all the rest were just clans; cats that met up every couple of years, not having any real motives or family members.

"The Jellicle's, your new mission." Bombalurina went silent, she'd heard of these cats before, there were rumours about them all over her side of town and they were hated. Not only did they go against everything that they believed in or break every rule that Macavity and his followers had, they were also his sworn enemies. He hated them with a passion and he hated anyone who got in contact with one. Everyone said that anyone who came in contact with a Jellicle and stayed with them, would eventually turn into one, whether or not they realized it. Soon when they had decided to stay with the tribe they would end up turning their backs on the empire and would defend their new home with their lives. There was something possessive about this particular tribe, something almost magical.

"But I thought that we were forbidden to go near them."

"Time's have changed Bombalurina but be warned this isn't a test trail. Everything we've done has led up to the over throwing of this tribe."

"Alright, when do I start?"

"Eagar girl. This isn't any normal mission queen. If they find out about you working for me, they'll kill you."

"You know I don't make it obvious, I'm sure all I'll have to do is stay a few nights like all the other time's and it'll be smooth sailing from there. I have done this before you know."

"It's not the same as all those times Bombalurina. These cats are different. They live together all year long, their like a giant family. The tom's are extremely loyal to their mates as are the queens and everyone will give their lives to save a kitten. You can be sucked in, they have way's beyond all knowledge of making you turn your back on the one's you've grown up with. Their evil, and you need to be on your guard." Macavity said to the young inquisitive queen.

"Your training starts tomorrow, you better pray on your nine lives that you live through it."


It's not as detailed as I'd of liked this chapter to be. I was hoping I would get to the part when she's in the tribe but that and the rest of the Macavity part will have to wait until I post the next chapter. Thanks and hope you read and enjoy!