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Chapter 7: A Flashback and an Escape
A week of pain filled days had passed and Macavity was once again making Andrian's life miserable. In addition to the broken ribs, the young cat now had a cracked collar bone and gashes down his back.
Macavity came toward him and Andrian swiped at him. Three fine red lines of blood popped up on the older cat's face. He felt his face, growled, and extended his claws.
"Leave him alone!" yelled a small black cat as he pounced on Macavity's back.
The Mystery Cat flung Misto off easily and headed toward him. Andrian knew what was coming and managed to move fast enough to get between them. He crouched in front of Mistofeeles and glared daggers at Macavity as if daring him to bring it on.
The ginger tom laughed and tapped his chin with one long and crooked claw "Now where have I seen this before? Oh, yes. Almost a year ago with a golden queen."
Andrian's eyes widened and memories he had barley remembered before, now appeared clearly in his mind.
He was very small and his mother, a beautiful golden queen, smiled down at him.
There was a loud bang and she turned to shield him from the intruder.
"Give him to me." Growled a deep voice.
"The answer is still no, Macavity." his mother hissed at the ginger cat.
The tom sprung at the golden queen and she leaped to meet him. Andrian couldn't see what was going on, but he heard a scuffle, than silence.
A set of paws could be heard heading toward him and he meowed, thinking it was his mother. He recoiled when strange paws reached in and grabbed him.
He struggled, trying to get away from the copperish smelling cat holding him, but claws pressed in on him until he stopped.
Andrian became so furious his body began to quake with rage. His breathing became irregular and his golden eyes began to glow red.
The Napoleon of crime smirked as he watched the young tom become completely surrounded by a ball of red energy.
"Temper, temper, temper." Macavity tsked as the glowing orange cat looked at him. "You would hate for anything to happen to one of those kittens you swore to protect."
Immediately all traces of power faded from Andrian and he looked like he had been hit by a car.
"The- the kittens? You have them?" he inquired disbelievingly.
"They're alive," he answered as he opened the door, "for now."
The door slammed, declaring Macavity's departure.
"He had them, this whole time." Andrian whispered to himself
Misto came up beside him and sat down. "Are you o.k.?"
The pale orange cat didn't answer, but started examining the door.
Mistofeeles was confused, they had checked the door already and found it fool proof. Had he lost it?
Suddenly Andrian said "If you had your magic, could you open this door?"
Misto cocked his head and looked at him funny. "Sure, but I can't get this band off."
"If I get it off, will you open the door?" the older cat asked him quietly.
"Of course." Misto replayed seriously, "but, if you could've got it off all along, why didn't you?"
Andrian glanced at him with a weird look in his eye. "Because it comes with a price."