A.N. No! I relented! I updated! But to be fair, I updated because I received a very serious threat. Now I'm not gonna mention any names *cough*Lundy*cough*, but they threatened to set insane Munkutrap on me, if I didn't update soon. I had no choice! So this one's for you, Miss Kristen-Kai-Lundy, CATS writer extraordinaire.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the right to be able to ask a lot of redundant questions such as displayed in here.
I am.
I Am.
I AM!
I AM A MURDERER!
The thought kept swirling around in his head, never-ending, relentless. He tried to make sense of it all, he really did. But the same thought kept interrupting.
I am.
Munkustrap closed his eyes. Instantly images of that fateful day flashed through his mind. Vivid in every detail, down to every rock, stone, blade of grass.
I Am.
He shook his head. "Focus," he told himself, "start at the beginning."
OK, one. He hid from the kits.
Why?
"Munkutrap, no questions."
Two, they ran past and he called them a-
MURDERER!
"Munkustrap, stop it!"
He called them a-
Why?
"Focus!" He almost screamed.
Three, Jenny heard him and yelled at him. Four, the kits found him and started teasing him. Five, he got angry and-
I AM A MURDERER!
This was pointless. All of his thoughts were fighting for dominance. But one thought stood out above the rest.
Why?
Why had he done it?
Why had he gotten so angry?
Why?
Why?
Why?
And then another thought struck him.
What if?
What if he had been able to control himself?
What if he could escape here?
What if he couldn't?
What if he died in here?
"Munkustrap, STOP!" he screamed in his mind, "You're scaring yourself!"
He decided to once again work on the bindings that held his paws together. He ripped at them with a fury unseen by even the bats of hell. He was so intent on ripping them, that he hadn't realized he had succeeded and was now ripping the flesh of his paws of of his bones.
"They'll pay for this! They'll pay for this dearly!" He said standing up, a bloody mess of hanging flesh and matted fur.
Standing there, with a demonic look in his eyes, he realized one thing.
He was a murderer.
And it didn't bother him at all.
This is the part where all you Munkustrap lovers might want to back away quickly. Jus' sayin'. I hope ya likes it, and please R&R.