New chapter to celebrate a new school year! Electives are the BESTEST invention everrr!

This chapter contains much needed information in Macaity, done like a police profile to make it more interesting

That afternoon Tugger had a date with Bombalurina.

"I'll be back this evening Tux" he called from the front door. Quaxo waved goodbye and watched as Tugger got into his car and drove off like a maniac on a sugar high. ' Unusually disrtacting flatmate gone, flat deserted, check.'

Walking up to his room he made sure that Oswald was asleep in his tank and had plenty of food 'turtle safe, check.'

Finally he made sure that the kettle was working and he had plenty of coffee powder. 'Caffeine on standby, check'

He was ready to go searching for Macavity.

The box that Tumblebrutus had given him was waiting in the living room. Opening it the first thing that Quaxo saw was the piece of paper that had the letter M written on it. Quaxo took it and placed it on the couch, which was going to be his 'important stuff' pile. The next thing he pulled out of the box was a typical police file, on the front of it were the words 'MACAVITY: TO BE READ BY AUTHORISED PERSONNEL ONLY. Quaxo wasn't an authorised personnel, but he didn't care.

NAME: Macavity

GENDER: Male

TRIBE: Formally a member of the Jellicles

APPEARENCE: Tall, powerful build. Bright ginger fur, white fur on chest. Has a long unkempt mane.

CRIMES: Is believed to be in charge of the biggest criminal empire in Europe. With agents working on all corners of the globe and an IQ somewhere in the 190's Macavity is widely regarded as the 'Napoleon of Crime'. Alleged crimes include robbery, fraud, kidnapping, assaults and murders, targeted specifically at Jellicles (although Peke kidnapping is also suspected).

WARNING: Macavity is widely known to possess magic, specialising in hypnotises and psychological torture. He is known to be extremely violent and suffers from frequent bursts of rage. Police should consider him fully dangerous and approach with extreme caution.

BACKGROUND: Macavity is the firstborn son of Deuteronomy and Grizabella. At birth he was quickly identified as having magical powers and began training with some of the very best magicians at an early age.

Macavity was always considered a bit of a loner, the only member of his family that he was close to was his younger brother Rum Tum Tugger. At school he showed great delight in picking on school mates that he considered 'weak' or 'deserved it' however this was not taken seriously by teachers and pushed aside as 'playground fun'.

In his final years at school Macavity's 'playground fun' began to take a more serious turn. Reports started coming in that he was using his magic to influence other Jellicles to perform 'favours' for him. These favours although varied were all geared towards satisfying his growing, economic, social, material and sexual cravings.

MURDER AND EXILE: Eventually the rumours became too loud to ignore and Macavity's magic tutor had a word with Deuteronomy and Grizabella. Their attempt to talk with their son was futile and generally regarded as when Macavity 'lost it'. That night Macavity went to his tutor apartment and murdered him before going into hiding. The victim was reported to have many burns and scratches on his entire body. Soon after he was found and sent into exile for his crime, his response was "go to hell, I'll be waiting for you."

PRESENT DAY: Macavity's current whereabouts are unknown. All police attempts to track him have been unsuccessful. This is largely due to the fact that all investigators who set their sights on Macavity were either killed or committed suicide soon after. There is some speculation as to whether the latter killed themselves because they wished to end their life, or were forced to by 'another'. Other police were rendered silent by their friends and family members being assaulted mysteriously in the streets. So far the Napoleon of Crime has lived up to his name.

Quaxo closed the file and began looking for the rest of the box's contents. There was a file the contained a few very rare photo graphs of Macavity. The most recent one was a picture of him and Tugger sitting up a tree ten years ago. Quaxo bit his lip in amusement when he saw that although the younger Tugger's mane was fully grown his body was still yet to catch up, giving him a mushroom-like appearance. Macavity was sitting on a branch a little higher up and was staring directly at the camera. Quaxo could see that his eyes were completely black, a deep dark coal black that made him look faintly reptilian. He was smiling, but his smile contained no warmth.

Next he found a case that was bulging with Jellicles that were believed to be his agents. Browsing through faces that he faintly recognised from the media, he caught sight of names like Mungojerrie and Griddlebone.

Beneath the agents files there was a stack of missing person's papers. Pulling them out the first file he saw had a picture of a snow white kitten, Quaxo felt his throat tighten.

She was wearing a pale pink collar; just like the one he had given Sillabub.

This kitten (the paper said her name was Victoria) stared up sadly at the photographer. When Macavity took kits her age, it was usually to sell them off to illegal London brothels; there they would live a half life, serving the seedy and degraded members of society. Quaxo wondered if this kit with sad eyes knew what was in store for her. 'I'll find you Victoria' he promised. 'I'll find you, and the sick bastard who took you.'

After reading and rereading the contents of the box Quaxo poured himself a mug of coffee and did some serious thinking.

Macavity was obviously dangerous to meddle with. Any idiot could see that, and there were dozens of missing Jellicles to prove it. However of all the Toms and Queens who had tried and failed to take down Macavity, he was the first to be magical. When the other Jellicles had faced Macavity they had been facing an unknown force that had quickly overpowered and crushed them. If he was to stand up face the Hidden paw, he'd be fighting on his own turf.

However Quaxo wasn't stupid, he knew he'd need help tracking him down. Someone who had an influential name here in the city, but who Macavity wouldn't see as a risk. Somebody like...like...

It came to Quaxo with a ping. Like Bustopher Jones, the cat about town!

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