A/N: I'm back, again. Strong language and a slight sexual reference, but nothing too bad. Not many chapters left to go, actually.. Thanks to Tallen93 for reviewing, go check out Of Moonlight and Scarves, it's great.
Seelniu managed to sneak back into the Hideout- absolutely unnoticed. The sun had barely risen, and several henches were milling around. However, it was a weekend; and Macavity was still snoozing in his office.
Sighing lightly, Seelniu slipped back into his barrack, Jenny's basket under his arm. He was excited. There was a chance he could get Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer back to the Yard.. And his queenfriend would be safe. In terms of his queen's mother's medical gifts, well, he'd have to give Rumpleteazer them later. If Macavity saw them together.. He wouldn't just beat her.
"Perfect place.." Seelniu murmured, as he slid the basket in a hollowed out section of his mattress. He'd created it years ago, just to hide things from Macavity. Smirking, the black tom covered it with a blanket, before turning on his heel and leaving.
His plan was in motion. After a day of training, he'd be able to sneak back to Rumpleteazer. Heal her, and then get her to leave the Hideout.
Making sure to keep his rising emotions concealed the instant he left the room, he made his way to training. His elation robbed him of his observance- Mungojerrie was at training. He'd left his sister.
The calico tom had awoken early, cuddled up to his twin. The first thing on his mind was whether he'd be going to train. Could he stay? Yawning widely, Mungojerrie arched his back, scanning his small sister. In the morning light, she looked.. Drained. Her face was ashen, but he knew that was due to blood loss. Much to his surprise- her fur was clean. Mungojerrie didn't know why, but the folded up, scribbled piece of paper resting on her chest could be something to do with it.
Frowning, Mungojerrie plucked it away from her fur, unfolding the material. Several words were scrawled illegibly, under the heading of 'To Rumpleteazer.'
The rest of the message was barely understandable, written in garbled English. All Mungojerrie could decode was that Seelniu was going to sneak to stay with her so her brother could train. It was signed,
'Amor, kotyosaya.
S.'
Amor? Kotosaya? The last time he checked, Seelniu was Russian, not French. Plus, Kotosaya? He hadn't heard that one before. Shrugging it off as an inside joke, Mungojerrie leant down to nuzzle his sister, before clambering to his feet and leaving the barrack.
If he knew about the acid yellow eyes boring into his back, he didn't show it.
The calico queen broke out of her slumber with a wide yawn. Her mind was foggy, but lacking the trauma that there had been there when she'd awoken the night before. That was all on Mungojerrie- his presence comforted her. Plus, the ball of paper in her paw- wait, what? Rumpleteazer flexed her fingers, but they simply closed on empty air.
"Oi musta dropped i'.." She muttered, glancing around her newly assigned bed for it. No such luck. Oh.. Where was Mungojerrie? The cold air at her side told her that the warmth of the calico tom's body had long since disappeared. Whining softly, the calico turned in that direction, as though Mungojerrie might suddenly materialize.
The worry in her heart, however, came to a standstill when she felt a heavy weight sit down behind her. Bloody brother- he'd always liked to sneak up on her, even when they were kittens.
"Oi awproiciate the 'umour, 'Jer, bu' this ain' tha toi-" Rumpleteazer began, but her accosting sentence was cut off as a large, strong paw clapped over her mouth, thumb pinchingg her nose together as the owner's free arm wrapped around her torso. She whimpered gently, as the tom pressed on several of her bandaged, yet raw wounds, and as she struggled to get any amount of air.
"Oh, but this is the perfect time. I've given up my free time waiting to see if Mungojerrie would help you, and if Seelniu would visit you at night. Regrettably, I didn't see your tomfriend here- I was busy with a, ah, guest- but his scent lingers. I'd love to punish those two for violating my code of conduct, but I just don't have the energy.. I think taking you down would be easy, and that would hurt both toms. What say you, Rumpleteazer?" The Hidden Paw queried in his low, raspy tone, as the small queen struggled to escape.
No. Please, no. Her brain was already foggy from being unable to breathe, but one last idea remained in her head. Trying to mask out the pain and fear, Rumpleteazer's jaws snapped open, and her teeth sunk into Macavity's red paw. He gave a yowl, and she took that as her chance.
"JERRIE! SEELNYAH! 'ELP MOI," The calico yelled, her body still rendered immobile by injury and her boss.
Macavity snarled, kneeing the young queen in the gut and using it to pin her down. His long claws traced her face, as the monster of Depravity observed her.
"I was willing to make it quick.. Yet, you go and insult my generosity, again," Macavity sighed, purposely trailing a paw down her front. She whimpered softly, still attempting to get away from him.
Little did she know- she was playing perfectly into Macavity's plan. He knew that Seelniu and Mungojerrie- two of his best- would leave if Macavity killed this queen. He knew they'd twig, and hear her screaming. And when they came to her aid.. He had a plan. A plan that would make Rumpleteazer's fate much, much more interesting..
"Hey.. Seelnyah, whot ah ya doin' ere?" Mungojerrie asked, after approximately twenty minutes of sparring and and running.
"Mungojerrie? Why are you not with sister?" Seelniu frowned, as the two geared up to spar with one another. The calico tom leant to make the first move; a half hearted roundhouse kick- but it was blocked easily.
"Ya lef' a no'e," Mungojerrie began, as he blocked Seelniu's right hook punch.
"Ya cawlled 'er amor, an' said ya'd be wiv 'er todaiy.. An ya cawlled 'er kotosaya.." The calico tom continued, as he made to kick the black tom again. This time, it connected. In his surprise, Seelniu hadn't thought to block the kick, and simply stood as though it hadn't happened.
"Amor.. Not me. Russia.. Kotosaya? I call her kotyonok, and kravisaya.."
Mungojerrie halted, his eyes wide as he surveyed the training centre.
"Isn' Mac s'posed ta be 'elpin tadoiy? 'Ave ya seen 'im?"
"Not here," A fellow colleague chimed in, as he walked past the two cats.
Mungojerrie and Seelniu's stares locked, their faces falling.
"'Teazah.."
"Oh, no.." Seelniu blanched, before bolting out of the room and into the corridor. That was when the two heard her calling for them. Mungojerrie broke into a run, barging into the door. It was locked.
"Allow me," Seelniu commented confidently, before bracing himself and ramming the door, his shoulder forcing a dent in the door. A second ran, and it burst open. It seemed his strength came in useful at times..
Mungojerrie grinned widely, before following the black tom into the barrack. The only occupants were over in the corner, a tall, red frame blocking the other cat from sight. Red. Macavity. Calico- Rumpleteazer.
The Napoleon smirked, turning slowly to observe the two toms. They both snarled, making advances towards the red tom, who simply held up a paw to halt them.
"Fuck tha- ge' awoiy from moiy sis'ah," Mungojerrie growled, not at all comfortable with the way the red tom physically pinned her. He didn't trust him one bit- that, and how dare he hurt her? He was completely, and utterly, for want of a better word- pissed.
The Napoleon sensed Mungojerrie's anger and fears for his sister, and his face split into an even wider smirk. He pressed his weight down on the shaking calico queen, running his paws all over her. That earned a growl from Seelniu as well as Mungojerrie- Rumpleteazer was his. If Macavity even thought about it..
Mungojerrie's hackles rose, as he got into a pouncing crouch, ready to lunge for the boss.
"Now, Mungojerrie.. Seelniu.. Stay where you are, or she'll get a lot worse than this," Macavity instructed coldly, continuing to pin and touch the calico queen.
"What are your terms?" Seelniu spat, as Rumpleteazer's eyes flew open, darting to him. Despite the uncontrollable urge to tackle Macavity, he stayed in place, trying his best to keep Macavity from further harming his queenfriend.
"Oh, I have a few.. As it so happens, I have a mission for you.." The red tom chuckled, moving to his feet and letting go of Rumpleteazer. She dragged herself away from him, the white bandages on her body stained with fresh blood.
"Mission.. 'Ow abou' ya go fuhck yaself, ya Bast damned mons'ah?!" Mungojerrie hissed, taking the opportunity to lunge for the red tom. He was simply caught by the neck, and held with Macavity's claws resting on his throat.
"Oh, Mungojerrie.. I was willing, so willing, to let you and Seelniu take a simple heist.. Then, like your sister, you insult my generosity. As a special treat, you will be staying here.. And I'm sending Rumpleteazer on the mission instead."
Several minutes of tense silence later, and Macavity dropped the calico tom to the floor. Mungojerrie and Seelniu took sharp intakes of breath- a heist?! It wasn't going to be easy.. And Rumpleteazer? Seelniu noted that she'd lost consciousness, her coat marred with fresh blood from her reopened wounds. No way could she do it.
"What.. What if we refuse?" The black tom asked.
"You know, if you just do this simple, lovely heist, nobody'll get hurt. You'll get off easily.. If you refuse a direct order.. It means death for you all," Macavity chuckled lowly, before turning his back and marching towards the door.
"Come to my office the instant she's awake," The Hidden Paw instructed, before leaving the two toms and marching down the corridor.
The 'heist'? It wasn't a heist. He'd arranged for the two cats to visit a warehouse, nearer the Jellicle Junkyard than the Hideout. The best part?
He had Pollicles waiting. If the walk there didn't kill that wretched queen.. Then the dogs would. Seelniu would live, and easily come back ready to take his place as second in command once more. Mungojerrie hadn't even been considered to be sent on the mission- it had all been part of the Monster of Depravity's cunning, wicked plan.
Now he just waited for the cogs to be set in motion.
A/N: WHEW, Macavity's an asshole! Update soon. Please review. xx