Author's note/Warning: I have changed chapter 13 so please go back and read it. Sorry It took so long for an update. Please Review.
Chapter 14: The Eve of the Ball
The Junkyard was bustling with activity and excitement for the Jellicle Ball would begin in less than twenty-four hours.
The older cats found that it was even harder than usual to get the kittens to sleep and finally just let them be, letting the young ones run around.
Two kittens, however, showed next to zero energy about the ball. They were curled up and asleep next to a black eight month old. The tom sighed as he watched all the movement below him. This Ball could be the end of the Jellicles and he was one of the very few who had a clue.
Without his consent, his mind flew back to two weeks ago.
He joyously discovered he could transport, then took Nova to the Junkyard for safety. He returned to take Aaron, but the kitten had vanished without a trace. He ran down the stairs to find Andrian and caught a faint scent of Macavity. His fur had stood on end and he proceed slower with caution. The door leading outside was open and he peeked outside to find the body of Dom and no Andrian.
Dom was murdered, and both Andrian and Aaron has disappeared. This had Macavity written all over it and the use of Andrian's curse was more than a possibility. It was almost a certainty.
Only five cats knew of said curse to his knowledge: the cat who bore it, Macavity, Munkustrap, Old Deuteronomy, and himself.
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A long tailed two month old kitten was watching Donte with wide eyes. For the first few days he was here Aaron was terrified of all the cats, afraid they would hurt him. But seeing as he was leverage over a very important weapon in Macavity's grand take over they all left him alone. Macavity even let him wander around as long as doesn't try to leave the headquarters. He became quite interested in the training the henchcats did everyday and made it a habit to come and watch them. Donte was his favorite. He moved so fast and stuck so true, he always made all the others look like idiots.
Aaron noticed Donte was leaving the training yard and went after him.
"Hey! Can you teach me some of those moves? It looks like fun!" he called to Donte's leaving figure.
The dark brown tom turned and looked down at him with those bright yellow eyes. Eyes that spoke volumes about his controlled life.
"Kid, killing something is not fun and those who see it as fun are twisted and demented." he said very quietly, "I will not teach you any 'moves'. "
The black kitten looked up at the older cat, his dark young eyes meeting Donte's bright ones. "But you do it! You're an elite assassin you do it all the time." he protested.
"The only reason I do it is because it is my job and I have no chose. You do." Donte said, his voice coated in anger.
"Everyone has a chose on what they do." Aaron said in an undertone, thinking Donte was just making up excuses.
"Well, I don't." Donte said furiously and ran away from the sulking kitten.
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The cell was small, damp, dark, and depressing. It would drive it's occupants mad with despair most of the time, but the current unfortunate soul to be placed within didn't mind. For it echoed what his life was.
The thin orange was curled up in the corner and hadn't moved for days. In his mind it wasn't worth the energy to move, or exist. He had been tossing around the idea of just giving up on his life and thinks he has finally reached a decision.
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Macavity stopped and looked in Andrian's cell. The cat within was quietly laying in a corner and had gave no trouble since he had arrived. The ginger cat grinned to himself. The tom had given up, just as he predicted. He would pose no threat tomorrow during the Jellicle Ball, after which he would be disposed of. Macavity smirked and went off to make sure everything was ready for the triumph in his grasp.