Bio-Bomb Book 1: Alpha
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Chapter 3: Rogues
Moonheart, a beautiful black she-cat with a round white mark on her chest, like a full moon. Her eyes are a deep green emerald, which can nearly hypnotize any tom she sees. I found her injured in an alley near my apartment when those beautiful eyes weren't even open. She would have died without help, so I took her in. That was a year and five months ago.
Now I'm following her down the fire escape, careful not to let any dogs detect our presence. When we reached the ladder at the bottom, I saw that it wasn't down. Cursing my luck, we both leapt onto the third rung, and I took a deep breath.
Then I unsheathed my front right claw, and un-did the mechanism, causing the ladder to come crashing to the ground with a deafening creaking. Then it stopped abruptly as it contacted the concrete, and I was thrown at the ground.
Moonheart landed lightly at my side, as I was shaking my head to clear it. Then we heard a frantic barking, and Moonheart ran out into the streets, screaming, "Follow me, quickly!" I followed close behind, not daring to look behind me.
We ran into one of the junkyards and Moonheart released a blood-curdling yowl. She wheeled around to face our pursuers, and I followed suit. I nearly froze in fear, there were three Golden Retrievers, and at their head was the Rottweiler we met earlier. He ordered one of the Retrievers to attack, and the yellow hound obliged.
It charged and leapt into the air, and I unsheathed my claws and bunched the muscles in my legs to take him on in midair. It wasn't necessary however, as two cats shot out from each side of the dog, and killed him with minimal effort. Then I felt fur brushing mine, and saw a grey cat step in front of me.
He was still young, but I could feel his power when he passed by me. He spoke in a low menacing growl, "dogs, what are you doing here? This area belongs to us, leave or face the consequences."
The lead dog snorted with laughter, "oh really? How are you going to stop us? Two of your cats disappeared with my subordinate."
Then the two cats padded up to stand next to their leader, and one of them, a brown tom with mottled black spots, snarled, "Sorry we took so long Puddlefoot, we had a bite to eat." He licked his lips sadistically, and I grimaced slightly, "it's been a while since we've had fresh dog."
The other, a ginger colored she-cat, nodded and rested her gaze on the remaining dogs. "We'll need a bit more if we want everyone to be well fed tonight."
The grey cat, now identified as Puddlefoot, gave a low chuckle in response, "you're right Flamefur. Let's kill that big one; he'll have a lot of meat." He took one menacing step forward and the two Retrievers cringed.
The Rottweiler, however, didn't. "There are only five of you, and the black one over there looks too petrified to do anything. He glanced over in my direction, and I saw his eyes widen, "and look at that! He has the cloudy white eyes! I'll make a deal with you cat, hand him over, and we'll leave. Refuse, and die."
Puddlefoot's fur bristled, and he glared at the dog. "My comrades and I will stop you from harming this cat."
"I'm not afraid of four scrawny cats."
"How do you know there are only four of us?" Puddlefoot challenged, holding his ground as the Rottweiler advanced.
At that moment, the two Retrievers were attacked by two more cats jumping out of the heaps of trash. One was a dark brown tom, and the other was a white she-cat, with a tail tipped off with black. The two dogs, taken by surprise, went down quickly to their claws.
The Rottweiler was now surrounded on all sides, and Puddlefoot spoke again. "You are finished mutt, there are five-"
"Six," Moonheart mewed.
"As I was saying," Puddlefoot said exasperatedly, "there are six of us and only one of you."
The Rottweiler growled, "Come and get me then."
Flamefur, Puddlefoot, and the brown and black tom accepted his invitation, and lunged. "Flamefur, Forestshadow, take his front legs. Snowpelt, Mudtail, take his rear." The four cats obeyed Puddlefoot's orders without question. I was mesmerized by how efficient they were, but the Rottweiler reared up on his hind legs, and batted Flamefur and Forestshadow away.
Then Snowpelt and Mudtail both bit hard into his hind legs. Puddlefoot leapt straight for his throat, but the dog slammed his front paws into Puddlefoot, driving the breath out of him. I snapped out of my trance, and charged at the Rottweiler. I lashed out with my right claw, and scored a mark across the brute's nose.
He howled in pain, and his grip on Puddlefoot weakened enough for the grey cat to slither away. The dog ripped his back legs free from Mudtail and Snowpelt, slamming them both into nearby piles of trash. He flashed a look of pure anger at me and Puddlefoot. "This isn't over cats, I'll be back, and I'll kill you all. You'll learn to regret messing with Death." With that said, he turned tail and ran.
Puddlefoot bowed his head in gratitude towards me, "thank you…sorry, I didn't quite catch your name."
"It's Iceclaw, and I'm just glad no one was hurt." I looked over and saw the other four cats struggling to their paws.
Puddlefoot broke into my thoughts with a question, "what will you do now Iceclaw?"
I didn't even hesitate when I made my decision, "I'd like to join you all."
Puddlefoot nodded and started to pad off, "follow me then…and welcome to IceClan."
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