The following few days were rather unusual. There was a fragile balance in the Junkyard between the excitement and the calmer opinions.
"I'm… I'm like so… so excited! Mungo is going to steal the papers and it's gonna be all fine! Oh, and the toms will bite the humans, too!" squealed Etcetera.
"Now, Etcetera, honey, don't you get too excited. In reality, there is almost no chance that what's going to happen will stop the redevelopment. As Munkustrap told us, this is all a risk," said Jellylorum.
The days passed away quite quickly, and much faster than expected it was the day right before the day the extermination of the cats was planned to be on…
The day of action has indeed arrived.
Munkustrap, Admetus, Mistoffelees, and Coricopat were quietly waiting – from the morning – at the back entrance of the Junkyard, the entrance where the humans usually come to.
Mungojerrie was hiding behind an old, rather-yellow refrigerator.
All the cats were told to stay in the main area – and to never come out – until all the five toms return. They were also told that if one of the five toms come and tell that they should evacuate, they should do so and hurry to the nearby abandoned construction site.
Afternoon came rapidly, yet the humans didn't come. A good hour had passed, and that was when a few men – all in fine, neat clothing – stepped onto the Junkyard's soil.
Munkustrap observed them quickly. The man who spoke the most – probably their leader – was the one with a shiny watch.
"Admetus, you see the guy with the shiny clock thing on his wrist?" Munkustrap whispered.
"Yeah…"
"When I tell you to do so, you go for the guy at the right side of him… our right…"
"Ok."
"Mistoffelees and Coricopat, you will take care of the three people other than the shiny-wrist-clock guy and the guy right of him… our right… when I give you the signal," Munkustrap said quietly.
Mistoffelees and Coricopat nodded.
"One…"
The toms looked at who they will attack.
"Two…"
The toms were getting ready to jump and attack.
"Wait. Let me go tell Mungojerrie something."
The toms sighed. Munkustrap ran to where Mungojerrie was.
"Hey, Mungo, when we attack the humans, you will hide by the black automobile right there that the humans brought. Make sure no one sees you. When they get into the automobile, you will follow them if you can run as fast – although I doubt it – or hang onto a part of the automobile where no one will see you from the inside of the automobile. Once they get to their office or whatever, you will do what you will do. The redevelopment papers… you will destroy them… Also, if you can, give as much damage to their office," Munkustrap ordered.
Mungojerrie nodded.
"Ok. This time for real," said Munkustrap, "One… two…"
There was a peculiar moment of silence.
"Three…!"
Admetus, Mistoffelees, and Coricopat jumped and attacked the people they were ordered to attack. They were certainly giving no mercy – they were scraping, scratching, clawing… all the bloody mess. There wasn't a lot of biting, though, as Munkustrap noticed.
The leader of the group of humans was clearly confused – he was looking around rapidly with his mouth partially open.
This is my chance, thought Munkustrap.
He gathered his paws close to each other and jumped with the momentum equivalent to his emotions towards the redevelopment…
He clawed into the human at the back of his ears…
"Shit! You hellish…!" he cried.
Munkustrap then gave the human's face a fierce scratch… right at his right cheek.
The human was desperate to get the tabby off of him, but Munkustrap held onto his head tighter…
Munkustrap noticed the blood running down the human's cheek. But this wasn't the normal Munkustrap… he was determined to show no mercy…
He gave a bloody scratch – a deep one – by the humans' neck. Munkustrap could feel the vibration of the human's voice… all the cursing and screaming in pain.
The humans then finally grabbed Munkustrap by the side – rather painfully – and threw him down to the dirt. Munkustrap almost always landed on his feet when he fell, but this time, he was thrown too strongly… he met the ground by his left side.
The humans raised his leg to stomp harshly on the tabby… Munkustrap got up quickly and ran away a few feet:
"Get off! Run!" he cried.
Mistoffelees and Coricopat and Admetus all let go of the humans and jumped down. They ran towards the direction Munkustrap was pointing too.
Munkustrap, seeing this, then raced towards Mungojerrie and said, "This is you cue. Now!"
Mungojerrie ran to a pile of garbage close to the black automobile.
Munkustrap then heard the humans say:
"Sir… sir… should I kill that cat… the gray one… right now…? Stomp on him and crush him?"
"No, Andrew… You know how we planned for the extermination of those hellish creatures for tomorrow…? Well, it's going to be this evening. This evening, we will come back and kill all the creatures with axes – or whatever you think will kill them painfully – starting with that shitful creature right there!" he cried, clutching his bloody neck.
He waited for the humans to leave. He made sure that Mungojerrie was following them: The orange cat indeed was; he was clutching to the number plate at the back of the automobile, resting his back feet at the pipe where the smoke was coming out from. That's a painful position, Munkustrap thought, even for a mere half-of-a-minute. But it's Mungojerrie… he can do it… He learned all the skills from all the troublemaking… Oh, I know he will do good…
Munkustrap suddenly realized that if Mungojerrie comes back straight from the office to the Junkyard, it probably will be evening… and that he will be killed by the humans who will come back to the Junkyard at evening as they said they would…
"Shit!" he cried. He raced towards the automobile with all his powers. "Mungo!" he shouted.
Mungojerrie looked at him.
"Don't come to the Junkyard after you destroy the papers! Come to the abandoned construction site place! We are all evacuating to there! Today!" Munkustrap shouted.
Mungojerrie gave a firm nod. He was desperately holding onto whatever he could fold to prevent falling from the automobile. His legs were shaking rapidly.
Munkustrap then ran towards the main area of the Junkyard and ordered all cats to come out. He ordered Admetus to get Old Deuteronomy, who lived apart from all the other cats.
"We will evacuate today! Today! We will evacuate today! All cats form two lines. Kittens in the middle, all the others at the front or the back. We're evacuating to the abandoned construction site!" Munkustrap shouted.
There was much worried chattering about what's happening.
"I thought we were evacuating tomorrow!" asked Bombalurina.
"Bombalurina, there's a change in the plan. Just line up!" ordered Munkustrap.
When the lines were formed, he could see Old Deuteronomy and Admetus were coming. And when they finally got to where the lines were, Munkustrap said, "Father, please lead us. We have to evacuate to the abandoned construction site."
"The construction yard? Oh dear," the old cat said.
"Father, please lead us in the front," Munkustrap said desperately, shaking at the thought that this evening the humans will come here… with an intention to kill.
"No, Munkustrap. I'll be at the back. You lead us," the wise cat said.
Munkustrap was shocked, but he gave an assuring smile.
"I will," the gray tabby said.