Right, no more Munk/'Zo fluff. Well, some. Not as much, things get nasty now. Well they will eventually but probably not in this chapter. Actually there is some nasty at the beginning. Just read and you'll see.
A year in the life of the black and white toms
Chapter 8
Billy
Macavity awoke from a drunken haze. Christmas for him was a time to be enjoyed mostly with alcohol and he had certainly been having his fill during the week since Christmas. He was a mystery cat and could always defy the law in order to get what he wanted. In fact he had never felt bound by any rules - human or Jellicle – and always did what he wanted whenever he wanted to do it. This included taking whatever he wanted as well and more often than not it included cats. He would often go on the prowl for a feline toy to amuse himself for a while. He would capture them and enjoy what they had to offer – obviously through force - and then dispose of them in some way; most of the time terminally. Lying on his bed buried deep in his lair he combed through the foggy thoughts in his mind as he felt the suggestion of a hangover threatening to take hold of his body. He often awoke in this state and had become rather used to it by now. Very slowly he stirred and forced himself upright. He wobbled a little before slapping himself into a clear line of thought – metaphorically of course. The evening he had awoken in was cold but with clear skies and the moonlight shone fiercely through the dusty warehouse windows bathing it's interior in a spooky white glow. Macavity liked the night as it allowed him to go without being seen, this was important when it came to kidnapping unsuspecting toms or queens.
The wild-looking tom began to walk away from his bed and around his lair; he had built up quite a complex home in the warehouse where no one ever visited and his needs were more than taken care of. In here he was able to steal things and make sure their owners never found them and he was also able to provide space for his henchcats who had proved rather invaluable during his time of having them. Most of all he enjoyed the facilities he had created for imprisoning his prey. He could snatch a cat and chain them up where no one would ever think to look and then hold them for days or even weeks before he grew tired of them. Truly he was a happy cat, despite his sick, twisted mentality. After all, what kind of sane cat would ever take such pleasure in others' pain?
Macavity enjoyed pain, or more accurately: he enjoyed other cats' pain. He enjoyed inflicting it upon those he would capture and loved the reaction he received. Perhaps if the red and black tom were studied one might discover the root of his disgusting pleasure but surely no one could ever start to comprehend his vile mind. Macavity liked to hear his victims screaming and the surge of power he felt when they begged for mercy was indescribable. There was no other feeling like it and he hungered for it constantly as he went from day to day; that and the feeling of owning the cat he would abuse sexually. Right now though he entered the space in which he'd chained up, raped and killed a queen that had become his prisoner just two weeks ago. He had released her hanging paws a day or two after he'd sliced open her neck and let her bleed to death. He had then dumped her cold, lifeless body down a drain for some unfortunate human to find in the future. The blood he had drawn from the queen was really quite copious and had covered the entire floor above which she had hung. It now existed as a rough, brown skin having dried shortly after it had been shed and the claws on Macavity's paws created little marks as he walked across it. He took in a deep breath through his nose and revelled in the queen's scent that still hung faintly in the air and he recalled the fun he'd had with her – fun for him at least. He had taken her with help from his henchcats as she had been walking alone in the darkness. The offending toms had gagged her with a strip of cloth and tied her up with rope before carrying her off into the night. She barely had time to understand what was going on as she was captured and had tried her best to scream. It had proved to be no use as the world around her grew darker and darker as she reached her final destination. The experience happened so quickly that the next thing she knew she was standing with her arms chained above her head in a dark, dank building. She had cried as she hung there for hours without anyone hearing her except the villainous cat that watched her from the shadows. When she had quietened down he had approached her and performed his awful act of abuse striking intense fear and grief into her heart. She was just another victim to Macavity and he had had no care for what kind of life he had been destroying.
A small black and white kitten had waited for hours that night for his mother to return. As the days passed the scared little tom kit grew less and less hopeful that his one and only parent was going to come back and all of a sudden the world seemed a very scary place to be in alone.
Back in the present, Macavity was pacing back and forth. His mind had drifted back to a lovely-looking Jellicle he'd sworn to himself that he would own. He saw the black and white tom tremble in his mind as he thought of what he might do to him. Something as beautiful and as valuable as him was certainly not something he wanted to rush and thought how lovely it would be to use him for days before the time came to get rid of him. He then thought about how wonderful it would be to see his rival – that silver tabby Jellicle protector – crushed as he was told of what the red and black tom had done to his lover. Perhaps he would be so overcome with grief he'd surrender to him and he could have his way with Munk as well. The thought made him roar with sickening laughter and he smashed objects around him in his twisted joy. He simply couldn't wait for the time to come to pluck Alonzo from his perfect little world and begin breaking him. It wouldn't be long now.
Tumblebrutus emerged from his den near to the clearing and sniffed the cool January night air. He had enjoyed his Christmas as it had come and gone and was now wondering what to do with himself. Tugger's melancholy during the past week over the passing of his favourite holiday had had a negative effect on many and a general din hung in the air when he was around and making them all aware of his feelings. Tumble didn't really understand why it was such a big deal and shrugged it off with ease. As usual, he bounded away from his home and went to find the other kittens to play. He ran into the clearing and looked around for anyone to pounce upon. No one was there. He looked around a little while longer wondering if maybe the others hadn't woken up yet. Surely they couldn't sleep that long? He decided to sit himself down in the middle of the clearing and wait for anyone to show up. As he sat he had a strange, nagging sensation that he was being watched and began to flick his head around to try and see if he could pick anyone out of the junk. A few more minutes went by before he gave up on the feeling; it was then the spying kittens took their action. In utter silence Etcetera sprinted over and pounced on him from behind. He instinctively puffed up at the sudden ambush and bared his tiny kitten claws at the attacker. He blushed a little as the other kittens emerged from their hiding places and rolled on the floor with laughter over his reaction.
"That wasn't funny, guys!" he pouted
The other kittens continued to laugh and soon he giggled along with them. He shoved Etcetera playfully and all the little cats started to roughhouse on the junkyard floor.
Munk - just beginning his watch for the evening - jumped brightly out of his and Alonzo's den and watched the kittens as they played. He smiled at their childish antics and continued to observe them from his usual vantage point. He sat peacefully as the other Jellicles began to come out into the night and provide the junkyard with life. He nodded to his brother who had by now resumed his normal flirtatious routine and Munk frowned as the maned tom sent the frolicking kittens crazy. Munk rolled his eyes and turned away hoping to keep his mind on more important matters and soon enough he noticed his beautiful mate slink sleepily out of their den. Munk smiled warmly as he watched Alonzo stretch and come to life in the night air, he really was a very handsome tom. He yawned widely as he ambled over the junk towards his mate and nuzzled him affectionately in greeting as he sat down. Munk kissed the top of his head nuzzled him back. To look at them was see exactly what a cute couple looked like.
"Did you sleep well, darling?" asked Munk
"I don't remember there being much sleeping last night" replied Alonzo enticingly
Munk smiled at their little secret. Since their first lovemaking they had been exploring each other's bodies much more extensively whenever they got a private moment. As a result they were both left a little sleepy but neither of them cared, they were having too much fun. In a way they felt like kittens again doing something naughty where if the grown-ups found out they would be in trouble. On some evenings they had to stop themselves from spending the entire night together and make sure to show their faces so their activities wouldn't be too obvious to the others. Surely the older Jellicles knew what they must have been up to but they needn't know the extent. When they were sure no one was looking they stole a kiss or two from each other and held each other close in the striking moonlight.
Their romantic moment was cut short by a gaggle of kittens pestering the two toms for something.
"Muuuuuuuuunk!" cried Pounce from below the two embracing toms
The silver tabby reluctantly pulled his attention away from his mate and looked down wondering what on earth the kitten was about to say.
"Yes, Pounce?"
"We're bored." The other kittens nodded and looked up in anticipation.
"Isn't there a game you can play?" cut in Alonzo wanting to disperse them in order to get his tom back.
"No" they all said together
"What do you want me to do?" asked the protector
"Take us out"
"Out where?"
"Out of here"
"To where?"
"Anywhere" bubbled Tumble
Munk and Alonzo looked at each other and shared similar looks of doubt and annoyance.
"Guys, I really don't think it's best for you to go out at night"
"Why not?" asked Electra
"Because it's not very safe"
"But it's still early!" cut in Pounce, "And you'll be there"
"Guys, I'm gonna have to say no" said the tabby putting on his protector voice. It was a pity that in this case it had no effect. The kittens rambled on and on and after about twenty minutes of pleading and arguing Munk and Alonzo cracked.
"Alright! Alright! We'll go!" said Alonzo exasperatedly
"Thank you!" the sang the kittens and they began hopping around in excitement. It was rare that they would be allowed outside the safe confines of the junkyard and they jumped at the chance. It may have been a bad lesson to give to the kittens - showing that by persistent nagging they could get what they wanted- but Munk and Alonzo didn't care at that moment. All they were thinking of was getting the kittens out and about as quickly as possible so they could enjoy the rest of their evening together.
"I'm just gonna go and tell Jenny" said Munk with a wince
"Better you than me" chuckled Alonzo
"Hmm"
Munk quickly walked over to the den Jenny shared with Skimble and tapped on the doorframe as entered. Jenny – famously coming alive at night – was pottering around and seemed to be doing a hundred things at once. She stopped as she saw Munk enter and greeted him warmly.
"Hello, dear. What brings you here?"
Munk took a deep breath and tried to speak authoritatively,
"I just came to tell you that Alonzo and I are taking the kittens out for a little while"
Jenny stared at him with a look as if to say 'Are you joking?'
"Out?" she asked stiffly
"…of the junkyard" replied Munk waiting for her to begin her rebuttal, and she certainly begun it with a bang.
"Are you out of your mind, Munkustrap? They're only kittens! What would you do if you lost one of them? What if something horrible happened? What if they develop a taste for it and decide to go off on their own one day?"
Munk managed to get a word in edgeways, "Jenny, calm down. They merely asked if we would take them out to have a look around. I said no at first but they were very persistent and we wondered 'what harm could it do?'"
"What harm could it do? Did you not hear me?"
"Yes, Jenny, I certainly heard you but please think for a moment. We won't let them stay out for long and what better company could they have than Alonzo and myself"
"What better company? I'll tell you what company!" she turned and squawked to her mate, "Skimble! Get ready, we're going out!" She tottered off behind her to tidy the job she had been in the middle of. Munk just resigned to Jenny's presence on their little outing and nodded to the ginger tabby who entered looking confused,
"Evening, Munk. What's going on?"
"Alonzo and I are taking the kittens out and according to your mate both you and she are coming with us"
"Oh" said Skimble giving Munk a knowing look. He knew the whole story now and resignedly complied with his mate's wishes as he and Munk were bustled out of the den by the flustering queen. The trio joined with the waiting group of cats and began to head towards the junkyard entrance with the mothering queen flittering around each of the kittens making sure they were alright. She could certainly be over-bearing - to phrase it lightly.
A little while later the group reached the park in which Munk and Alonzo had first spoken about their relationship. The kittens didn't wait for a signal as they scampered off leaving a panicking Jenny trying to keep tabs on their whereabouts. The three toms followed them slowly and watched as the kittens enjoyed their freedom. It was a lovely sight to watch as they saw them explore their new playground and run rings around the queen that was trying to keep control. The toms laughed as the kittens encountered the human children's play set and started to explore it. They climbed up the wooden frames causing Jenny to feel a little bit faint at the prospect of the kittens falling and she shrieked as they began jumping around that high in the air. The little cats didn't hear her as they played, this really was a lot of fun and they would certainly have to convince the adults to bring them here more often. Pouncival began to show off and hung upside down from a beam that ran across from one section to another. His swinging back and forth is what really made Jenny start to feel woozy. She attempted to call out and tell him to stop but started to stagger from the shock and was sat down by her mate.
"They'll be fine, love. Just let them have their fun" comforted Skimble
Jenny let out a series of incomprehensible words that made the toms snigger. It was lovely to see that she cared so much for the kittens but absolutely hilarious that she would literally go loopy when they acted to dangerously – in her eyes at least. Munk and Alonzo held paws as they watched the kittens play and smiled as they recalled the days when they had been just like that. As kittens they had played for many an hour in this very park under the watchful eye of Munk's father Old Deuteronomy. This climbing frame hadn't been there when they were young and they both wondered what it was like to climb on. Both of them were hesitant to suggest that they throw caution to the wind and it was Alonzo who eventually piped up.
"Wanna have a go?" he said smiling
Munk looked back and was so glad that he'd been asked to play,
"I can't believe it took you this long to ask" the silver tabby said as he walked forward.
The two toms jumped up the structure and raced to the very top to see what kind of view there was. From here they could see across the whole park and in the distance the junkyard where they lived. It wasn't long before they were roped into the kittens' game of tag atop the wooden construction and soon they were behaving just like those very kittens. It was very out of the ordinary for them to play around like this – especially Munk – but it was nice to get back in touch with their inner-kittens. Pounce tagged Alonzo and the patched tom went after the nearby Tumble who screamed as he was chased. Alonzo allowed him to think that he was good at evading the older tom and let him get away with some very poor attempts at subversion. Tumble giggled as he supposedly thwarted his pursuer and jumped away in delight. Alonzo decided to switch targets to Munk and flew towards his mate. Munk easily dodged Alonzo and swung away from his laughing tom. They jumped and ran and eventually Munk found himself at the top of a long metal slide. Alonzo stood behind him and smiled knowing there was nowhere for Munk to go but down. Munk looked back at his waiting mate and considered his options, he couldn't get around the patched tom and knew he'd have to make a leap for it. He smiled back at Alonzo and held out his paw for the tom who smiled widely and took it firmly. They both stood on the edge of the slide and looked down. They laughed as they jumped in unison and began to hurtle down the long metal strip landing in a pile of giggling fur at the bottom. The kittens had seen them go and joined in the fun by hurling their own bodies down the slide. They landed on top of the older toms and they all lay on the ground laughing until they cried. Munk and Alonzo had really enjoyed themselves even though they knew their behaviour had been kittenish. They kissed each other quickly making the kittens around them squirm and stick out their tongues as kittens do when they see adults being affectionate. They taunted the older toms with rhymes and smooching actions which made them all laugh some more.
They carried on giggling until Munk startled suddenly. The others watched him and grew nervous when he made them all be silent as he gathered them together behind him. He looked around fiercely trying to figure out what it was that had put him on edge all of a sudden. He knew the feeling all too well, something was watching them. He kept looking forward as he grabbed Alonzo and whispered quietly to him,
"Something's around here. Keep them all together, I'm gonna take a look"
Alonzo turned and bundled the kittens together while surrounding them with help from Jenny and Skimble. Munk slowly stalked forward toward the space beneath the climbing frame and stared into the darkness within. He could feel the presence of a living creature and took a few small steps into the space. His fur puffed up instinctively and be bared his teeth as he advanced towards the spying being he knew was hiding from his view. As he made his way further under the construction he heard the faint sound of breathing and unsheathed his claws, ready for the attack. He quickly spun his head around as he heard a small scuffle and through the darkness saw the unmistakeable of shape of eyes watching him. He turned to the creature and hissed at the glowing orbs in the blackness which seemed to quiver as he made his threats. He saw fairly clearly through the darkness and noticed the eyes came with a small pair of ears, a nose and a black and white furry body.
"Show yourself" said Munk as he watched the creature try to hide.
"I won't ask you again" he said with power in his voice, "come out now!"
The small ball of fur slowly came forward a few steps and stopped not too far from it's hiding place. The creature looked up visibly shaking and Munk could see what it was he had been hissing at. Before him stood a tiny, black and white male kitten that was absolutely terrified for his life. He gulped as he looked at the much bigger, frightful-looking silver tabby that had demanded he present himself. He began to sniffle as he waited for the tom to do something. Munk didn't know how to act. Here, before him was a tiny little kitten that can't have been much older than the ones they had brought to the park that night and the sight of him broke the silver tabby's heart. He immediately softened his expression as he looked upon the trembling, sobbing young feline and tried to walk over to him. As Munk went he saw the kitten recoil and try to hide himself again.
"It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you" Munk said gently to the frightened creature. The black and white kitten stayed where he was and the tom suddenly felt like a monster for striking fear into the little cat's heart.
"I promise I won't harm you, I didn't realise you were a kitten. Please come out" he said lowering himself to a crouching position. Still, the kitten stayed where he was only peeping around the corner of the wooden pillar that he used as a barrier. Munk suddenly had a thought and called out from the darkened alcove,
"Jenny, would you come here, please?"
The queen outside puzzled at Munk's strange request,
"Why?" she called back
"Just come here. Don't worry, everything's safe."
Slowly, the tabby queen made her way under the climbing frame and saw Munk crouching whilst staring into a corner.
"What on earth are you doin-" she began before being shushed by the protector. He gently gestured towards the wooden support and Jenny followed the direction until she saw what Munk wanted her to see. The little kitten that hid himself from the strange cats was watching them with great trepidation wondering whether to run or to beg for mercy. If he ran he would – of course – bump into the other cats he had seen playing outside and they would probably slice him to pieces. If he tried to speak to these two cats in front of him they might do exactly the same thing and he began to sob harder at the idea of being hurt. Jenny stood in front of Munk and motioned for him to move away as she took the position he had been in. She smiled at the kitten she saw and spoke very softly,
"Don't worry, dear, we're nice cats and we wouldn't dream of hurting you. My name is Jennyanydots, what's yours?"
The kitten remained silent but stopped sniffling and gazed back at the kindly queen who was speaking to him.
"Pay no attention to that big ball of fluff" she said pointing towards Munk, "he thought maybe you were a Pollicle that wanted to eat us all up"
The kitten stifled a small giggle at the queen's light heartedness and came a little further out of his hiding place.
"We were bringing some kittens here to play tonight, are you here with anyone?"
The kitten shook his head at the queen's question,
"Is your mummy here?"
The tiny cat's voice crackled a little as he spoke,
"She didn't come back"
Jenny frowned a little at the kitten's answer, had he been abandoned?
"How long have you been here, sweetie?"
"I don't know" he replied
"How many times has the moon come up and gone down?
"Three, I think"
"Is that when you last saw your mummy?"
"No. I haven't seen her for a long time"
"More than three nights?"
"Yes, lots more"
"Did she say where she was going or when she was coming back?"
"She just didn't come home one day. I waited for a long time but then I got hungry"
"Do you live far away?"
"I don't know. I tried to find some food but I kept going and I got lost" said the kitten before starting to cry again. Jenny slowly went over to the kitten and hugged him gently. He seemed to take a shine to the queen and buried his face in her fur.
"It's okay, dear. We'll find your mummy"
The sniffling kitten looked up, "Really?" he asked
"We'll give it our best shot" said Jenny smiling but knowing the queen in question had probably abandoned this poor little thing weeks ago. "Now, will you tell me your name?" she asked nicely
"Billy" the kitten mumbled
"Well, Billy, don't you worry about anything, we'll keep you safe, won't we Munkustrap?" Jenny said looking over at the accompanying tom.
"Of course" he said gently and approached the two of cats before him. Billy looked up at the magnificent tom as he came closer and felt scared to be in the presence of someone so much bigger and stronger than he was. He flinched as Munk gently stroked the fur on his head and slowly began to feel safer as he realised the silver tabby meant him no harm. He looked up at the smiling tom and returned the expression,
"Will you really find her, Mumbuskrat?" asked Billy. Munk chuckled as the kitten mispronounced his name. Munkustrap was certainly a difficult word for a kitten so young and he remembered how much time he had spent with Pouncival when he was younger as he taught him to say it properly.
"We'll do our best, Billy. And my name is Munkustrap" he said saying it slowly for the kitten to hear. "You can call me Munk though". The kitten smiled up at him and pulled away from Jenny allowing her to get up.
"Perhaps we ought to go back" suggested Jenny and turned Billy, "I bet you're hungry, sweetheart"
Billy nodded up at her and suddenly felt pain in his stomach from being so empty. It had been days since he'd even had a morsel and that was bad news for a kitten. Not knowing where to find food he had started to watch other groups of cats when they were eating and then hurry over when they had left to see if anything remained. More often than not he had gone hungry.
The trio of cats emerged from the dark alcove and the kittens stared inquisitively at what the familiar cats brought with them. They remained silent as they examined the new kitten and Billy felt nervous as he was about to meet them. Munk put a paw on the back of his neck and looked down at him affectionately giving him a glimmer of courage. He then turned to the waiting group and spoke,
"Everyone, this is Billy. He's a little lost so we're going to take care of him for a while"
Munk then went around introducing everyone starting with Skimble. Billy didn't understand Skimble's accent when he greeted him and looked at Jenny confusedly until she told him what the ginger cat had said. Alonzo was introduced next and the black and white tom smiled at the black and white kitten. Everyone else stopped to take a look as they realised just how alike the two cats appeared. The resemblance wasn't a mirror image but it was still quite close. Munk then introduced each of the kittens starting with Etcetera and finishing with Pounce. The freckled kitten advanced towards the smaller one and leaned forward holding out his paw. Billy instinctively copied him and they touched each other gently in a silent hello. Munk looked down and smiled at the Jellicle gesture before beginning to herd them back the way they came. As they walked Munk quietly brought Alonzo and Skimble up to speed while discussing with Jenny how to handle the situation. Old Deuteronomy would need to be informed and he would probably want to meet this kitten if he was going to be staying in the junkyard for a while. Munk also thought about how to go about finding this kitten's mother – this is if she could be found - and asked Alonzo what he thought they ought to do.
"I guess you should find out her name and then ask around" suggested the black and white tom.
"Do you think Tugger would know the right cats to ask?"
"Perhaps. If you can get him to take any interest that is"
"If he has any suggestions then I'll make sure he's interested"
Soon they were back in the junkyard and the kittens bid good morning to Billy before scampering off. The kitten felt a little better having talked with them for a while and felt much safer in the company of these kind cats. Munk and Jenny spoke for a little while and decided Billy would stay with her and Skimble until his mother was found. Munk then crouched to the same level as Billy and spoke to him,
"Now, Billy, I'm going to go and make a start on finding your mummy. I need to know her name though if you wouldn't mind telling me"
Billy thought for a moment as he couldn't quite give an answer. He knew his mother as 'mummy' but he had heard her been called something else before. It took him a minute but he got it eventually,
"Georgina"
"Thank you. Now, you go with Jenny and Skimble and they'll find you something to eat."
With that the tom and queen with Billy in tow went off to their den and disappeared from site. Munk and Alonzo were left alone in the centre of the clearing now finally having a few hours to themselves. It was a shame that neither of them really felt like doing anything they had originally planned. Munk related how he felt to Alonzo,
"I can't imagine how scared that kitten must have been when I first started speaking to him" said Munk shamefully
"What happened?" asked Alonzo
"I had no idea he was there so when I heard a sound I hissed and drew my claws. Then I told him to come out from hiding and show himself. He must have been so terrified, 'Lonz, I wish I'd known"
Alonzo hugged him, "It's okay. How were you to know? You were very brave going in there not knowing what you'd find, I'm just glad it wasn't anything nasty"
"That kit has been alone for a long time which means his mother probably abandoned him"
"You can't be serious" said Alonzo sadly
"I'm afraid I am. Little Billy has no one else in the world, 'Lonz. How could anyone leave such a lovely little thing like him to fend for himself. You know, I think if we hadn't found him he wouldn't have lasted much longer"
"Well, thank Everlasting that we did. What are you gonna do now?"
"I guess I'll go back out and see what I can find out about his mum. He said her name was Georgina, didn't he?"
"That's right"
"Okay, see you later, hun" said Munk kissing Alonzo before he turned to leave
"Do you want me to come with you?"
"Nah, you stay here. Besides, I need someone to be around in case something goes wrong"
"You can count on me, dear. See you later"
"Bye" said Munk before quickly pacing out of the junkyard and off into the city.
Alonzo turned and made for his den, it had been such an interesting evening. He had had a great time with his mate being kittenish but then Munk had noticed Billy. He really hoped they would be able to find the kit's mother and that she would be happy to know he was safe. He felt warm as he thought about how his mate was so caring that he would actually start searching for Billy's mother right away and he dreamily climbed up the junk to enter his den. He startled as he noticed a dark figure standing in the middle of his den with his back turned to Alonzo. Something didn't feel right as he took a few steps towards this mystery cat.
"Hello?" said Alonzo wondering who had intruded into his home. The strange cat with red and black fur spun around revealing a dangerous-looking face with a sharp, evil grin and fire in his eyes.
"Hello, Alonzo" said Macavity, his voice dripping with lust
The patched tom had no time to react before he was jumped upon by a group of henchcats and his mouth was gagged. The awful tom must have snuck in while he and the protector had been out with the kittens. Alonzo struggled and thrashed on the floor of his den before he was placed into a sack and dragged out of the den by the henchcats. Nobody was around to witness Macavity and his minions steal Alonzo from right under their noses. Alonzo remained in the dark for what seemed like hours as they carried his writhing body through back alleys to Macavity's lair. Alonzo felt terror as he remembered how Macavity had sworn to take him one day - now it was actually happening. What on earth was going to happen to him?
A little while passed and Alonzo felt the sack he was enclosed in dumped on the cold, hard ground. He struggled as he was removed from it and tried to look around at his surroundings. He had no time to see through the darkness before he was hit on the head with something hard. His last thoughts before he succumbed to the blackness were of Munk. Would he ever get out of this alive to see his mate again?
Uh oh. Now stuff's going bad.
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