Please enjoy! Oh, by the way, STRONG language in this chapter and POSSIBLY sexual content in the next one. I'll let you know beforehand. It won't be alot, but a little bit. Not enough to boost it to M, anyway....

Zazor pushed Gracietta ahead of him as they left the prison. Graci's heart pounded, her mind was racing. She knew that she had to do what he wanted to keep her family safe, but she was determined to do as little as possible.

Zazor shoved Graci into a room with a flickering light, which made it look even more evil. He shut the door behind him, saying, "It's not exactly Macavity's interrogation room, but it will have to do." He grinned demonically as he turned to face Graci, "So…Tell me, little one, what do you know about my brother?"

Graci pursed her lips, "No more than you do."

Zazor barred his fangs in a forced grin, "Don't push it, darling."

"It's true!" Graci cried.

Zazor did not speak this time. Instead, he held out his paw and stroked the top of her head. "Such a pretty little kitten…" He said quietly to himself, "It would be such a shame if anything happened to her…"

Graci flinched at his cold touch, "What do you want from me?" She whispered, "You want something…I can tell, but it doesn't do you much good to keep it to yourself."

Zazor chuckled, "You are smarter than I gave you credit for. But, really, you haven't figured it out yet? It's quite simple, really. My sissy of a brother has been in charge much too long. He just needs a little push to get him out of the way. If little Miss Bombalurina were to break his heart, he wouldn't have the will to lead the Henchcats anymore."

Graci leapt backwards, "WHAT?!"

The look on Zazor's face was filled with bloody glee. "You basterd!" Graci snarled, "She'll never-"

She was cut off as Zazor slapped his paw over her mouth, his claws digging into her delicate skin. "She will, if a certain someone keeps her mouth shut!"

Graci yanked her face away, Zazor's claws leaving tiny pinpricks of blood. It hurt badly, but she didn't want to let him know that. "And…And how are you going to make sure that I keep my mouth shut?"

The red and black Tom laughed. "I was rather hoping that you would ask!"

Graci stared up at the crazy Tom. What was going on? He had something up his sleeve, but her mind was too clouded by fear for her to dwell on it. Zazor smirked, sensing her discomfort. He reached out, and pulled on a long silver rope that Graci had not noticed before. There was a creak and a bang as the back wall began to slide open.

Graci watched warily until the wall stopped moving. Behind it had been concealed a large, one-way window into the prison cell. Inside, Graci could see that Bombalurina and Malaro were huddled together on the cold floor.

"Momma!" Graci cried, lunging towards the window.

Zazor stopped her, gripping her shoulders tightly with the tips of his claws. "Now, listen to me, kitten. Inside that cell, there is a trapdoor that covers the entire floor. And underneath that door is a pack of Pollicles who haven't been fed in at least a week."

Graci raised her eyebrows, "Pollicles?!"

Zazor nodded with a nasty grin, "Now, darling…" He growled, "Disappoint me, and I'll spring the trap. Then…" He began to laugh, "Bye-bye Momma and brother!"

Graci drew a sharp breath, "Why…Why me?"

Zazor grinned and chuckled, "You will make a lovely Queen for me when this is all over!"

Graci shrunk back and looked away from him. She couldn't believe that this was happening. Be Zazor's Queen? The thought disgusted her, but how could she let her family dies?! She couldn't, she loved them too much. Zazor slipped a black claw under Graci's chin and forced her head upward. "What's it gonna be, kitten?"

As she stared up at Zazor's cruel face, Graci prayed silently that his plan would fail. "What do you want me to do?"

Zazor grinned, "Go fetch your mother."

Graci, glad to get away from the evil Tom, ran back down the hall and into the prison cell. "Momma!" She cried as she reached her family, "You…You have to follow me…"

She led her mother back to where Zazor was waiting. He smiled warmly at Bombalurina. "Miss Bomba! What a pleasure!"

Graci tried to follow her mother, but Zazor slammed the door in her face.

Bomba glared at Zazor as he walked away from the door, recalling the first time she laid eyes on him, when Macavity first brought her to the warehouse. "What do you want?" She growled.

Zazor sneered and, without any warning, he pounced, kissing her all over. The noise was deafening, Bomba screaming, and Zazor telling her to shut up. Bomba snarled and struggled. She had been in this position before, and she remembered what had happened her first time with Macavity. Roaring, she managed to bite him, with all her strength, on the lip.

"ARGH!" Zazor yelled, but he did not back down.

As Bomba lay pinned to the ground, Gracietta was listening in at the door. She could hear the scream and she knew her mother was in trouble.

"LET…ME…IN…THIS…ROOM!" She shouted, banging on the door between each word.

She was prepared to charge at the door again, but a red paw stopped her. Macavity! He pushed her gently aside, and kicked the door open. "ZAZOR!"

Zazor and Bombalurina lay entangled on the floor. Zazor looked up at the sound of his name. "Macavity!" He pulled himself off of Bomba and turned to face his brother, "Boy, am I glad to see you! This Queen is crazy! She jumped on top of me, and just started making out with me!"

Graci gasped. So this was his plan all along! "YOU…YOU…HOW DARE YOU!" She cried at Zazor.

Zazor flashed her a dangerous warning glance, but she paid no attention. She could feel her anger swelling up in her like a fire, and then, it happened. It was almost as though she was possessed. She raised her paw, and pointed her palm at Zazor. A red burst of air flew from her hand like a wave of fire. It hit Zazor with full force, the magic she had received from her father, and landed him next to the silver rope.

Bombalurina slunk away from Zazor, hissing and spitting as she went, "You no good fucking basterd!" She snarled.

Zazor was looking at Graci with blood lust in his eyes. "We had a deal, kitten, and you blew it!"

Then it hit Graci like a bucket of cold water. Malaro! Zazor pulled the silver rope, and the prison was revealed. Malaro was sitting in the room alone, unprotected. Zazor began to cackle evilly, and he pushed a small button on the wall. The prison floor opened, and Malaro began to fall. Both Bombalurina and Graci screamed. Malaro was inches away from the snapping jaws of the Pollicles when something strange happened. He stopped falling! He hovered over the pit of snarling Pollicles, just as surprised as anyone else. Zazor cursed and growled, "Like father, like son!"

He whistled loudly. Five other rebellious Henchcats poured into the room, ready to fight. Zazor grabbed Graci without warning, and bolted from the room, locking the door quickly behind him. "Kitten," He whispered in her ear as he ran, "You just made the biggest mistake of your life!"

He grabbed a piece of rope from the wall, and bound Graci's paws together, running away to who knows where.

"We have to get out of here!" Bomba screamed as the Henchcats encircled her and Macavity.

Macavity was already one step ahead of her, and had noticed an open window in the room. "Idiot." He muttered.

He snatched Bomba from the reach of a nearby Henchcat, and held her close to him as he flew out the window.

Everything was a blur in Malaro's mind. He heard screams, and the growling of Pollicles, but he found himself safely walking on air. He burst through the door of the cell, and saw his mother and Macavity flying outside the window. With a burst of speed, he broke through the window, and shot after them.