Marisella smiled as she threw Tantomile down into the prison hole. She cracked her fingers and then walked away while Macavity put the bars back over them. Coricopat looked up at him desperately.
Macavity sighed, "I'm sorry Coricopat, I really am. There's nothing I can do. She's powerful in ways you don't understand, she can do terrible things. I won't risk my hyde for you." He stood up and looked down at the tri colored tom, tapped his two fore claws together timidly. "I just can't."
Coricopat watched him as he backed away and left, afterwards the tom set Demeter down beside him from sitting on his lap. He moved towards his sister and began to heal her minor wounds with the little magical abilities he had. She was badly scratched and bruised along her back and shoulders. He choked back tears and struggled to contain the hate building in his chest. Like hate had destroyed Marisella hate would destroy him, and he refused to fall into the same league as the ginger queen. On the other side of the hole Demeter sat, covered in dirt with a tear streaked face.
Back at the den Marisella slumped down on her cot and purred as she snuggled into the blanket she had taken from a human's house. For a moment she was reminded of the little calico tom kit she took with her on thieving trips from time to time. She purred and her tail hung past the cot, it twitched happily while she napped. Macavity followed her and sat on his cot, he nervously looked at her. She sensed his stared and didn't open her eyes while she spoke to him.
"What are you thinking about my dear brother?" She asked kindly, the accent from before had disappeared along with her violence.
He didn't smile, "You can read my mind. You tell me."
She chuckled at his remark, "You're wondering why I treat Tantomile in such a way. Why I've put Coricopat in a prison and keep Demeter. I can answer your questions Macavity, if you really want to know. But you'd have to trust me if I tell you that I've lied just a little."
He raised an eyebrow questioningly, "I trust you Marisella."
She grinned and then opened her eyes. "I took the twins because I didn't want the tribe to find where we were. I'm sorry it has to be this way but life has its hard moments. And what I did to Tantomile was all my anger at her trying to keep me from Coricopat." She smoothly covered her true intentions with a lie. "Things are confusing now Macavity but I promise they'll clear up soon. As for Demeter, little brother I'm sorry but she is like my own kit. I don't think I ever told you but I can't have kittens of my own. Demeter's mummy left her so I replaced her." She shrugged and smiled, a soft purr in her throat.
Macavity had no idea she was barren and it came as a shock to him. "Y-you can't have kits? I'll never be an uncle?" His ear dropped.
Her smile faded, "Never. But this is why I'm doing what I am. Cori and I will mate, I'll adopt Demeter as my own officially and wipe her memory, replace it with ones I make and we'll be one big happy family. Something you and I should have had a long time ago."
The idea shocked the younger ginger cat and he instantly decided to never doubt her again. Her idea to give him a family amazed him and his devotion to her grew to its fullest. She could sense the emotions and read his thoughts and smiled. She giggled and then closed her eyes and purred louder. Macavity smiled and then decided to go practice his magic. He went outside and crouched down looking wildly in the sky. He saw movement from the corner of his eye and shot a bolt of blue magic at it, the bird he had hit fell to the ground in a bloody mess.
He jogged closer to the alley where it had fallen and beamed at his shot. He saw a mouse dart into the alley next to him and he scurried after it. He chased it around a couple corners before he shot at it. He hit it and it rolled over dead on its back. He saw something else out of the corner of his eye and shot at it. There was a yowl of pain and a then a thud. The smoke cloud that came for the hit was thicker than the others and he slowly walked through it. When he saw what he had hit he stood completely frozen while he stared at it. A breeze rolled through and revealed that the mangy alley cat was obviously dead, the burning hole in its side proved it.
Macavity cocked his head to the side and his yellow eyes glowed brightly. Once he realized what he had done he shrugged and then turned and jogged back to the den. When he got back he laid down on his back and put his paws under his head. His thoughts went to Callestia. Marisella could hear his thoughts and let him think about the tux queen. She saw what he did and smiled broadly in her sleep, her sharpened teeth were losing their shine and were a dull grey in color.
She loved how her brother had shrugged off the death and simply ran off. He was becoming what she had hoped he would; a killer. A cold killer like her. She knew how much he disliked Demeter and she was planning on his new found feelings to turn to hate for the little queen. She cat napped for most of the day until sunset. When she woke up she sat up dramatically and stretched, she flexed and cracked her joints. She saw Macavity snoozing and then reached under her cot and pulled a little box into her lap. She opened it and revealed a small clear bag with white powder in it, along with it was also a cat made syringe filled with a brown substance, and in another baggie were small white crystals. She picked the bag with the powder and opened it. She dipped her finger into the bag and had a small line across it. She grinned and then put the powder up to her nose and inhaled deeply.
She took short exhilarated breaths and her eyes glowed brightly as the drug coursed through her body. She shook her head and scratched behind her ear, then put the box and its contents back under her cot. She stood up and walked by Macavity. When she barely brushed passed him he shot up and excitedly jumped up from his cot, she was startled but didn't let it show.
"Marisella!" He shouted happily. She couldn't recall ever seeing him so excited before. He walked with out of the den. "I was wondering, since I've been helping you so much and we're getting along better now that you could teach me more magic. It's been a couple of days and I want to know more." He looked at her eagerly.
She chuckled and patted his wild head fur. "Not today little one. I have business to attend to with Coricopat." She grinned, revealing her graying teeth. "Now go play or practice what you know or something yeah?"
Macavity was disappointed but nodded and bounded away anyway. When he was gone his sister turned back to the cats she held prisoner. She stood above them and looked down with her claws on her hips. Tantomile's bruises were dark in color now and she noticed that most of the smaller cuts were healed. She grinned and lifted the bars with her magic. While she floated downwards she held a paw out to the tricolored queen, even though she was already asleep Marisella's spell ensured that she wouldn't wake up yet. Coricopat was startled when he felt another presence in the cell with the three already there.
He looked up into the ginger face of Marisella, his heart beat quickened. Demeter stirred beside him and their captor looked at her sympathetically.
"Oh Demeter, darling," she cooed. She went to the young kit and Demeter backed away from her. Marisella looked hurt. "Now dearest is that any way to treat someone who loves you?"
The gold and black kit shook with fear, enable to answer. Coricopat stood up on cramped legs. "Leave her alone Marisella. I'm the one you want." His amber eyes shone bravely.
The queen swiveled her head in his direction, the drugs kicked her hard and she laughed. "Yes, you are!" She leapt up and threw herself onto the tom, wrapping her arms and legs around his body. Coricopat fell to the ground, Marisella ended up straddling his waist. She giggled and purred in contentment and nuzzled her nose against his. "Oh Coricopat. Have I ever told you how handsome you are? How in love I've been with you?" She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
He looked back at her like she was crazy, and she was. " You don't love me Marisella and you know it. You should let us go we're of no use to you."
She laughed and playfully licked the side of his face. She pressed herself up against him enticingly. "Well I couldn't love Rum Tum Tugger could I? He's a little too young." The statement made her stop. "Well actually he isn't too bad lookin. I just might bring him to join us." She smiled and giggled again, "But of course you're of use to me! Tantomile told me someone is going to kill me, I can be prepared now. But you, I'm hoping that with your magical qualities and being a male that you can give me kits." She bit her lip and looked at him seductively.
The tricolored tom shook his head, "Marisella no! I-I can't. . .If we mate my magic will disappear. Tantomile and I were born as a pair that must never be separated. If anything was to come between us our powers wouldn't work."
Marisella looked at him and something he said was hilarious to her. "You mean to tell me that you're still a virgin? Oh Coricopat! You're missing out!" She laughed. "Let me show you what it's like." She snaked a paw down and was about to touch him between the legs when he snatched her wrist and then slapped her and flung her off of him forcibly. She looked shocked at first but then threw her head back and laughed. "I like how you play!"
Wanting to have fun she decided not to use magic. Magic would only end her game too early. She laughed as she wrestled with the tom and then got him on his back with her sitting on his crotch. Demeter watched as Marisella leaned down and licked the tom from the neck up to his cheek. She let go of him and put her paws on his waist, he took that moment to swing his paw out to her face and raked his claws across her skin, barely missing her left eye.
This time instead of laughing she screeched and rolled away from him, cursing and holding her eye, blood seeped between her fingers. He looked at Demeter and waved her back, he spoke to her.
"Demeter get back and stay quite," he said through her thoughts.
She nodded and did as she was told.
When Marisella got over the pain her accent returned and she glared at him with her good eye. "Ye'v blinded meh! Ye bloody bastid!" She screeched again and shook her head, blood splattering the walls. "Arrrr, ye'll pay fer tat Mystic! Ye and yer damned sista will pay! Yer whole tribe will suffer!" She stood and towered above him, she uncovered her eye and revealed the bloody trails gouged into her face, Coricopat could see that her eye was unharmed. Only smothered in blood and making her temporarily blind. She shot up through the air, the bars placed over the prison flew up into the sky and when she cleared the prison hole they came crashing back down into their place.
She stormed away and was unaware of the two yellow eyes watching her from a bush. Macavity had been listening to what his sister was doing in the hole and knew that Coricopat scratched her, makning her bleed like she was. He scowled and crawled towards the hole. He peeked in and saw Demeter huddled close to Coricopat. He stood up and made himself known, Coricopat and Demeter looked up, the younger cat pressing her ears against her skull in fear . The two Jellicles looked at the young ginger tom and waited for him to do something. He raised his paw and Demeter screamed as she moved with the movements of his paw. He surprised himself and with his concentration broken she fell back down, she screamed and cried, clutching to Coricopat for protection.
"Do you think he can protect you?" Macavity asked the little kit with a sneer. "He can't even protect his sister, what makes you any different?"
"Macavity. . ." Coricopat whispered.
Yellow eyes flashed at the tricolored tom. Macavity hissed, " Don't talk to me traitor!" he shot a bolt of blue magic at the tom and zapped his shoulder. The bolt went through like a white hot bullet at the tom yowled in pain. Blood streamed from the wound and Demeter watched in horror. Macavity didn't smile, "That's for my sister."
He watched as the mystic tried to stop the bleeding. He turned and left them to take care for themselves. The feeling he got from hurting the Jellicle made him smile, it felt right to him. Maybe his sister was in the right. Sure the Jellicles had taken them in but now that he thought about it, his sister had become violent from living with them, he had been abused because of them, heart broken by them, they banished his sister. He realized that his sister was right; the Jellicles were no longer his friends. Following his sister was where he was better off. Then again. . .Macavity wanted more magic. He wanted to be as strong as her, maybe even become her partner in crime. Still fearful of his sister's fury over her wounds he let her be. Instead he went to the allies to inspect that cat that he had killed ealier.