Things are about to get dark for the mystics. I love writing this story and feel so bad for being away for so long Y_Y Laptop screen was broken, but now it's fixed! Enjoy. . .
Tantomile was the first to wake up. Her head swung from side to side as she came out of sleep and opened her eyes. She was faced with a dirt wall. When she looked up she saw the cloud covered sky and bars. She whipped her head around and found Demeter sleeping next to Coricopat, she shook her twin's shoulder.
"Coricopat," she said in a hushed tone. "Coricopat wake up." He mumbled something about calico cats being trouble before he too woke up. He looked around in confusion. "Yes I was just wondering where we are too," his sister said.
They both looked at Demeter. "Tantomile?" He asked. "What do you remember about last night?"
"You two shouldn't remember much," a smooth feminine voice said above them.
The tricolored twins looked up and found the two ginger siblings looking back. Marisella wore a smug look that sent shivers down the Mystics' spines. Macavity on the other paw looked unsure about his sister's motives.
"What are you doing Marisella?!" Coricopat shouted.
"What could you possibly hoped to gain by this madness?" Tantomile asked.
"We were you're friends. . .," Corcicopat said as he gently moved Demeter off of his lap and stood up.
"Exactly," the ginger queen said. "We were friends. But you and the rest of your filthy tribe abandoned me and my brother. How could you banish me? There's a good question for you." She crossed her forearms. "As for why you're here, well, you'll figure out in time. And I hope to gain a little thing I like to call revenge." She smirked and her eyes seem to glow.
Suddenly Demeter began coming out of sleep. "Bomba. . ." she mumbled.
At her voice Marisella's look softened. "My darling Demeter."
The young queen kit recognized her voice and rubbed her eyes as she sat up. When she saw her surrounding she looked up and found her old friend. "Marisella? What am I doing here? Where's Bombalurina?"
Marisella crouched down and smiled. "You're here because I love you little one. And you and I will never be apart. Didn't I promise you that?"
Macavity looked at his sister with hurt in his yellow eyes. "What?"
She looked over her shoulder. "I love you too Macavity. This is how I've changed. My heart is now big enough for you two to share."
"Um, well ok. If you say so Marisella," he mumbled. He didn't want to share his sister, especially not with Demeter. Whiny, over-protected Demeter.
Marisella turned her attention back to the Mystic cats, "Now as first order of business I'll want something from you two." She grinned toothily.
Tantomile snarled and quickly stood, she jumped up and grabbed onto the bars of her prison and spit at Marisella. Remarkably it reached her face. The action was very out of character for the usually docile queen, her brother and Macavity were shocked. Marisella only closed her eyes and her grin shrank. She stood and wiped the spit from her fur.
"You'll be very entertaining Tantomile," the ginger menace said kindly. "Macavity stun Coricopat so that I can retrieve her." She stood expectantly with her paws by her sides, claws out. When Coricopat remained mobile she narrowed her eyes and turned to face her brother. "Macavity. . ." she growled his name as a sort of warning.
He shook at the familiar look in his sister's eyes and then rubbed his paws together and looked at Coricopat. His eyes told the tricolored tom that he was sorry before blue magic shot from his paws and struck the tom in the chest. Coricopat went down like a sack of bricks. Demeter screamed and Tantomile looked at her brother in shock, she fell to her knees and tried to wake him up.
Marisella took their moment of distraction to lift the bars with her own magic and then jumped down and hit the mystic so hard in the back of the head that while she was still conscious she fell to the floor, her vision blurry and her senses thrown off. The ginger queen easily lifted her and threw the younger tricolored queen over her shoulder. She floated up and landed on her feet with Tantomile still trying to recover from her blow, she used her free paw to set the bars back over the hole.
While Macavity looked at what he had done, Demeter screaming over the sleeping figure of Coricopat, Marisella walked past him. She seemed to have no trouble carrying another cat over her shoulder, and when she passed her brother she smiled warmly and cupped his chin, making him look at her.
"You did good my dear Macavity," she said, she body easily took the weight of the other queen as if she weighed hardly anything.
He guessed correctly that her magic must be giving her strength and he slowly turned to follow her back to their den. He stared at the ground as he walked and when he was able to look up he saw tears falling from the other queen's whiskers. He was so focused on the mystic queen that he nearly bumped into her when his sister stopped. She easily turned to face him, her face showing no sign of wariness.
"Yer tae young far dis Macavity," she said, suddenly sounding like their father. Macavity was young when they disappeared but their father's accent was strong in his memory. "When yer older ye can wotch but fer now you guard the others. Tis might get a little messy," she turned and walked into the den.
Macavity could only guess what his sister had in store for the other queen but knew that whatever his sister did it was going to hurt the mystic queen very badly. She was so young, only a few years older than him, and it made his tail droop. He never expected his sister to do this, but she promised things would be different and he had to trust her. He turned his back. . .
Inside the den Marisella revealed another secret spot she had hidden from Macavity. A staircase that led down to a single space where a medieval stock device stood in the middle of the room and at the very back was a large rectangle looking object with a large black cloth covering it. Marisella walked down the stairs and as she entered the room fire suddenly shot out of little stone holes in the wall as she went along. She put the other queen on her wobbly hind-paws facing the wooden stand. She took her paws and locked them in cat sized wrist holes. After which she made a small glass of ice cold water appear in her pawand dumped it on the other queen's head, making her instantly awake and she shook her fur dry.
Her hackles rose as her eyes darted around the room. "Where's Cori?" She asked desperately. "Is my brother alright? Did you kill him!?"
Marisella grinned and inspected her claws. "Och don't worry about 'im, he should be wakin' up. The spell I taught Macavity came from a book I stole, one yew two never let meh read. Tis very interesting. The spell itself only lasts far a few minutes." She raked her claws on a rock to sharpen them as she circled her old teacher. "Talks of good and evil, death, all sorts of things. Especially demons. One in particular catched me eye he did, goes by da name of Mephistopheles." Her accent still lingered. With a grand flourish she yanked down the black cloth from the object in the back of the room and revealed a black book with silver writing inlaid in the leather cover.
Tantomile gasped, "You stole the book of Mephistopheles and read it!? That book is evil and should never be read! It teaches horrible things Marisella, horrible things." She hung her head, "I was protecting you. My parents knew the ancient ways of the druid cats and warned us of that book."
Marisella laughed and then snarled and swiped her sharp claws across Tantomile's back, the other queen screamed. The ginger queen continued walking again. "Ye kept pawer from meh! That book has taught meh things yew two could nev'a teach meh. Such pawer." She swiveled her head, cracking the bones in her neck, pulses of magic coursed under her fur with each crack. "I covet tha' book and made a deal with it," the way she looked at the book made Tantomile cringe in horror, "I love tha name so much tha' I'd name me first tomson after it," she grinned, showing her ragged teeth. She chuckled at the tri queen's gasp of horror and then stood up to her full height. She cracked her fingers and then stood back. "Naw, ye are goin' to tell meh where Deuteronomy goes when he leaves the Yard. Aye?"
Tantomile tried to yank her paws loose but it didn't budge, she began shaking the stock in a panic because she knew what was coming. "Marisella you don't understand. You're only hurting yourself!"
The ginger cat only grinned. "I'll give you to the count of three. One, twoo-"
"You're going to die!" She shouted. Marisella's face went blank. Tantomile sensed her hesitation and went on. "Not long after we told you you were infertile we saw the future through our dreams. We saw a vision of your death; you'll die before you rise to power."
Marisella's eyes glowed furiously and she stormed at her. She grabbed Tantomile's head and forced her to bend forward over the stock, painfully pulling her so far forward that her back paws left the ground her paws yanked at a painful angle.
The ginger queen leaned in close to the mystic's ears, her accent quickly vanishing, "Who?" She snarled, "Who kills me?!" When no answer came she yanked her again causing a scream to come from her victim. "Tell me!"
The other queen sobbed, "I can't."
Marisella growled again and then flung the other cat away from her. Her accent returned, "I hope yer resolve to not tell meh is as storng as your connection with yer brother because yer gonna need such strength." Bright balls of blue electric light sparked in her paws as she gathered up power. Her old friend bowed her head and sobbed.
After he turned and began to walk away the screams echoing from the den made him realize he didn't walk fast enough. From the hole where the other cats were he could hear Coricopat scream once before scaring Demeter and then started sobbing as he tried to comfort the younger queen. The younger ginger tom sat on the small ridge overlooking the prison and he could just barely see Coricopat cradling Demeter. He drew his knees up to his chin and laid his forehead on the tops of them as silent tears fell from his eyes. He wasn't crying because his sister was torturing his friends, he was crying because he knew he didn't want to stop it.