G'day mates
"It's time," A feminine voice said.
"I know," Replied a deeper, male voice. "I...I just wish there was more time."
"Well," The female voice said. "Wishing never got anyone anywhere."
oOoOoOo
The morning of the Ultimate Attack, nervousness, and excitement was crackling through the rebel camp. The sun had yet to rise, but every cat, save for the few litters of recently-born kittens and the designated caretaker, was awake and moving.
"Can you believe it?" Emerald, the black-and-white young she-cat from Frost's troupe asked. "Our first real battle. I'm so excited! I hope we're ready, though- dogs are so big!"
Mercury, the solid grey tom of the same age, smirked. "You scared?"
"Of course not!"
Casper smiled. They were actually only about 3 moons younger than him, but he had been forced to grow up early, leaving him mature and a bit jaded.
"Cats of the Rebellion," He called, just as he had so many times before. "Gather 'round. I have something to tell you all."
Slowly, the cats coagulated around him, their eyes shining with ferocity and interest.
"We've come a long way," He said. "This Rebellion started with just me and Amber, two clueless cats, barely out of kittenhood, with nothing to keep them going but a vision. A vision of a world where cats can do what they please, without fear of a dog coming to kill their family or steal their kits."
A mother, Amelia, whose kits had been taken by dogs, stood up straighter.
"And let me tell you something," Casper continued. "Some of us are going to die. There is no way around it, and I'm not going to pretend like we'll escape casualty-free."
A wave of unease passed through the crowd of cats.
"But you know something else? We should never be afraid to die, especially for something we love."
Casper's ice-blue yes wandered through the crowd, settling on Owl, who looked nervous.
"We love our family," He said. "More than anything. All of us are family now. And we will fight for each other."
oOoOoOo
The trek to the dog's main base, where Shard lived, started soon after Casper's 'speech'. Elizabeth, Frost's silvery sister, was a healer and stayed back with the kits, which Casper knew relived Frost.
"I love both my sisters," She told the white tom. "But Elizabeth can't fight, and even if she could, she wouldn't. I don't want her to get hurt."
Casper knew how she felt. He honestly didn't want Owl to be a part of the Ultimate Attack, and even she didn't like the idea, but she refused to sit out. That was one thing Casper greatly admired about her, though- she was honorable and determined.
"Owl," The tomcat said, falling into step with the smaller she-cat. "I...we should talk."
She nodded. "Yeah."
The blue-eyed feline sighed.
"Listen, Owl," He said quietly. "I've wanted to tell you this for a long time, but now's the only time that seems fit."
"Oh?" The she-cat looked at him. "What are you going to tell me?"
He took a deep breath. "Owl...I love you. And I want to spend my life with you."
Owl's mismatched eyes locked onto Casper's blue ones.
"Me too," She whispered. "Me too, Casper."
oOoOoOo
The ragtag group of cats reached the dog's base eailier than expected, which was good. The whole place was creepy, though- a huge, abandonded human building that looked like it'd been burned out.
"Well," Jack said. "I guess this is really it. We're gonna do it- end the dog's rule."
Ashtail smiled. "I like your enthusiasim."
"Yeah," Skyfur agreed. "Sometimes it seems we're the only optimistic cats in the world."
The sun had already risen, but it was hard to see, beacuse of the dark cloud cover.
"Alright," Casper said, keeping his voice low so the dogs wouldn't hear. "This is it, rebels. Brave warriors, I have two words of advice for you: follow the plan and don't think- act."
A moment of silence passed, and they could hear the dogs' rumbled talking. The Rebellion had a dog on their side, too.
Then, without warning, Casper screamed at the top of his lungs, "CHARGE!" And the sounds of cats' battle cries filled the early-morning air.
oOoOoOo
Spark heard the battle before she saw it. The yipping of dogs, the cauterwailing of felines- it was obvious. This wouldn't unusual at all, exept for the sheer scale of it. She'd never heard so many voices at the same time before.
Curious, the silver tabby ran up the hill she was on to overlook the dog's main base- what she assumed Shanal had meant- and was met with a strange sight. Cats were teaming up on dogs, and the dogs were teaming up on cats. It almost looked like 2 armies, instead of just Shard's army. Wait...Casper had an army. Could it be...?
It was. Spark saw him, with a smaller she-cat, fighting a shaggy black dog.
"You idiot," She muttered. "You're going to get yourself killed!"
Actually, it seemed that all the cats were going to die- they were losing terribly. Spark wanted to help, but...
A few moons ago she probably would've finsihed the thought with "What was the point?", but now...it was "How can I?" Then it hit her. The Outcast cats. This was what Shanal meant- her allies needed help.
Without thinking, she turned and sprinted back the way she came. I need to save them.
oOoOoOo
To say Cinder was afraid would be an understatment- she was terrified. But not for herself- for Mercury and Emerald, the younger cats she'd saved so long ago. For Frost, her sister. For Torch, who she sort of had a crush on. Just not for herself.
When the cats began to so obviously loose the battle, her fear only grew. What if one of them died? What if it was her fault? Cinder used these thoughts to push her to fight harder, fiercer.
oOoOoOo
Neo had lived her whole life mute. She couldn't talk, couldn't meow or hiss, and she'd been okay with that. Her fighting skills made up for it. But as she saw Mercury, Emerald, and Torch- the three cats she was closest to- getting pummled, she wasn't okay with being mute. She wanted to scream.
oOoOoOo
"Don't worry," A soothing voice said. "All will turn out okay."
"If you mean death, then sure!" And angry, male voice yelled. "I won't let it happen. I refuse."
oOoOoOo
Casper knew that his Rebellion needed a miricle if they were going to win. And he knew they needed it soon.
All around him, cats were fighting, hissing and screeching as they were injred but kept fighting. But then he saw it- the very first casualty. Daisy, the she-cat who had been with Casper for a long time, was felled by a massive Great Dane.
He almost called a retreat right then and there, but he didn't. He couldn't. He had to keep fighting.
Okay, so...a few things to say.
A)Sorry this chapter was late, my internet is bad and cut out for a few days
B)This chapter is...wierd, but it has to be like that, so choppy and vauge. You'll see why eventually.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed! Stick around for the next chapter, coming out on Saturday, assuming my internet works! :D Have a GREAT day/night, and please review!
Eat your vegetables,
~KitKat, who craves PMs and reviews