Warning: Macavity kinda says a bad word, also…nasty stuff, but I'll make it explicit 0_0
"Well done, everyone."
"Macavity!" Everyone exclaimed. Macavity sneered and stopped clapping.
"You all would have made a fine addition to my team," Macavity grinned wickedly.
"We'll never join you!" Tugger yelled. Macavity growled darkly and frowned.
"You will not speak to me that way," Macavity growled. "Or it'll cost you your life!" Tugger clamped his mouth shut. "That's better." Macavity glanced at Misto. "I thought I sensed magic nearby."
"Where are Plato and Jerrie?" Ova asked bravely.
"Right here." Macavity snapped his fingers. Plato and Jerrie appeared suddenly, still bound and gagged. They were covered in blood, cuts, and bruises. "As soon as I sensed magic I took them out of their cells and kept them near me. I had a feeling you'd come back."
"Leave them alone," Munk said. "Just let them go."
"Why?" Macavity asked sarcastically. "We made a deal. I'd let the queens go, but only in return of killing the toms. Besides, I want to watch their lives leave them as I slowly kill them. It's my favorite part!" He gave a sick grin of pleasure. Jerrie watched as Ova's anger built up. Her blood was beginning to boil and she could barely keep it under control. She lunged forward and tackled Macavity to the ground.
"You sick, evil, twisted tom!" She shrieked. "How can I call you my father?!" She swiped at his face with her claws, leaving behind several deep cuts. Her claws were now stained with red.
"Little piece of s**t!" Macavity yelled. "Now you've done it!" Ova backed off, terrified of what he was going to do to her. "Quinten! Byron!" He barked. Two henchcats ran in. "Take these three toms to the prisoner cells. I'll deal with them later."
"NO!" Tugger yelled. They struggled against the henchcats but lost when the henchcats knocked them out. Ova and Teazer watched with tearful eyes as they watched their friends' unconscious bodies being dragged away. They screamed as Macavity grabbed them from behind and teleported out of there.
"P – Please father," Ova wept. "Let us go!"
"No!" He snapped. "You deserve what I'm about to do."
"Whot ore yah going tah do?" Teazer asked in a small voice. Jerrie was motioning to her with his eyes to not push Macavity's buttons. He might just snap.
Macavity noticed Jerrie's eye communication and got an idea. "Well, I originally planned to just kill them, but now I've got something better in mind." His mouth turned into a sick and twisted grin.
"W – Whot?"
"I think I'll have your love destroyed. It's bound to be more effective than killing." He walked over to Jerrie and loosened his ropes. Jerrie fell to the ground and gasped for air. Macavity grabbed Jerrie and threw him towards Ova. "So, I'm going to have your precious lover mate with his ex – soon – to – be mate, Ova."
"WHAT?!" Ova cried. "NO!"
Jerrie's head snapped up. "Oi'm not doing thot tah Teazah!"
"QUIET!" Macavity yelled. He grabbed Ova and pinned her body down. He forced Jerrie on top of her. He stopped. "Wait…I have a better idea! I think I'll have you and Plato watch!"
Plato was yelling at Macavity to stop, but his words were muffled because of the gag. Teazer broke down into sobs and tried to reach out to Jerrie. Jerrie and Ova were magically bound together under Macavity's control, so they were forced to mate until Macavity allowed them to stop. Macavity put a spell on Plato and Teazer, so that they couldn't move (or even close their eyes). They were forced to watch the scenario.
Jerrie stared down at Ova underneath him. "Oi'm sorrah Ova," he sobbed. His tears mixed with hers as Plato and Teazer sobbed from the side. Macavity stood back, smirking at his plan.
*Explicit*
Never before had they experienced such pain and torture. Macavity had allowed them to be finished after about twenty antagonizing minutes. Jerrie was still sobbing his apologies to everyone when Macavity left. Plato was holding Ova tightly and Jerrie was holding Teazer tightly, all of them clinging to each other for dear life. They knew Jerrie wasn't at fault, so he didn't need to keep apologizing, but he continued anyways. The sky grew dark and they continued crying.
Macavity had his fun, now they just wanted to be dead.
