Munkustrap hadn't woken up for hours. Demeter was at home being comforted by Bomba and Tugger was arguing with Old Deuteronomy about going after Macavity to get Celeste back for his brother.
"Father, let me get the bastard myself, I can get Celeste!" shouted Tugger. It wasn't that Tugger was angry at his father; he was angry at Macavity and wanted to get his newly born niece back into his brother's arms. Old Deuteronomy just sighed at his youngest son's will.
"Tugger, I know you want to get Celeste back, but it is foolish to go alone, especially while it's dark." Tugger turned to his older brother who was lying unconscious through this conversation. Hours past and a thunder storm raged outside. Then after what seemed like forever, Munkustrap woke up. The first he saw was his brother Tugger. Then all the memories of what had happened poured back into Munkustrap's mind. He sat up and hissed at the pain in his back. Tugger noticed he was awake and quickly shoved his brother back down.
"Watch it man, you'll end up hurting yourself even more." Munkustrap struggled against his brother's hold.
"Tugger, let me go I need to go-" Tugger interrupted him.
"Save Celeste." Munkustrap remained silent for a moment. "Listen Munkus, I tried to get father to let me go, but he insisted me not to." Tugger looked into his older brother's hurt eyes and sighed, "If you keep this between us, I'll sneak out and find your daughter." Munkus was about to protest so he could go, but a shock of pain stopped him. With that Tugger ran out of the den and out of the Junkyard.
In Macavity's lair he was yelling at the small kit to shut up. She had not stopped crying since she'd been stolen from her parents. As he was violently shaking the poor defenseless kit, Griddlebone arrived at the door.
"That's not the way you treat a small kit this early in its life." Macavity held the Celeste by her scruff as she wailed on.
"Well, then you take care of it."
"I thought the plan was to kill her." The queen said questioningly. Macavity scoffed,
"I think I'll just keep the brat until I find a better use, maybe I'll bring her to those damned jellicles in a few years to surprise my baby brother." Macavity turned to the queen, "Will you take care of her?" The queen thought.
"Until we find someone else to do the job." Then she turned to leave with the kit in her arms but Macavity stopped her
"Wait!" he came over to the now hiccupping kitten and scratched her shoulder with his claws. The kit screamed so loudly it rang throughout the lair. Macavity took off her pretty collar and wiped the blood that leaked from her scratches onto it. He tossed it to one of his Hench cats and said, "Take that outside of the lair, I'm sure someone will find it." With and evil grin he disappeared into the darkness of his room.
The Hench cat did as he was told, he took the collar a ways away from the lair and dropped it and headed back for his other duties. It wouldn't be long before one certain jellicle would find it.
Tugger raced all the way to Macavity's lair. His lungs burned, but he had to be quick. He didn't want his dad to know what he had done. When he was a few minutes away from the lair he smelled the scent of a kit. He raced to what he thought was Celeste, but he instead found a bloody collar, he one Celeste had been wearing. He picked up the blood stained collar and allowed only two words slip from his mouth,
"Oh no." Tugger fell to his knees in shock from what he thought had happened. He slowly walked back to the junkyard with his shoulders slumped.
Tugger arrived at Jelly's cabin a few hours later. Munkustrap was awake with Demeter close at his side. They both looked o Tugger with hoping eyes. All he could do was hold up the bloodstained collar of their kit. Demeter grabbed the collar and new the scent was her kit's. She held the collar trembling and sobbing into her mate's chest. Demeter was heartbroken. Munkustrap looked down at his sobbing mate and finally noticed his shoulder were shaking while he cried for their horrible and unforgettable loss.