Well, here's the next chapter of Fan in Felidae. I hope you enjoy it!

DISCLAIMER: i DO NOT own Felidae, or any of it's characters. i only own Julia

"Julia? Julia"

I groaned and slowly opened my eyes.

I could hear Francis' voice. "Julia, can you hear me?"

I groaned again and sat up. I blinked, shaking my head. "What…?" I started, then I laid eyes on the body again. A wave of nausea hit me and I felt like I was going to throw up. "How l-long was I out?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from the body and turning to Francis.

"Only a few seconds…" Francis was saying before Kong and the two stooges appeared behind us.

"Looks like they've run out of steam suddenly. That's what happens to ya if you eat too much junk food" Kong said, looking amused.

"he's not going to be so high and mighty for long" I thought, tears welling up in my eyes as swallowed hard and turned back to the cat I knew to be Solitaire.

Francis turned to them. "Yeah, we're out of breath, and it looks as though we're not the only ones"

Kong growled and jumped off the wall, slowly approaching us. "What bullshit you taking now?" suddenly he gasped, seeing the body behind us. "Solitaire!" he ran over to her. "Oh Solitaire!" he pushed Francis and me out of the way. "What have they done to you! What the hell has that evil bastard done! My lovely, lovely Solitaire!" he started crying, hovering over her body.

I frowned. Even though Kong was a bully, it made my heat ache to see him this way. "He must really love her" I thought.

"Who was she?" Francis asked the Hermanns.

"Solitaire was the bosses' favorite girl. And the chances are that they're his family you can see as well"

"he means the kittens" I thought. Those poor, dear little things. They never had a chance to be born, to have a life. I hesitated before I slowly approached Kong. He eyed me angrily, so I slowly sat a few feet away.

"I'm gonna kill him!" Kong roared. "I'm gonna hamburger him! I'll tear his balls off and stuff them down his throat! I'll, I'll…!" he started to hyperventilate a bit. "What kind of heartless bastard would do this! WHO? WHO? Tell me!" he grabbed Francis. "Was it you?" he immediately dropped him, turning and packing back and forth. "no, not you, you didn't have the time, and neither did your little girlfriend!" I blushed. "But then who did it, who was it!" he started crying again. I couldn't help myself. I hesitantly reached over and placed my paw over his. He looked at me, obviously surprised. He looked like he wanted to say something when the bushes behind us rustled. An elderly cat ran out of the bushes and behind a tree. Kong glared at him, growling. "You're gonna die!" he roared.

"No Kong, wait!" Francis said. "Maybe he…!" but the old cat didn't stick around to hear any more. He jumped up onto the wall and scrambled over the other side. Kong, Hermann, and Hermann immediately ran after him. Francis and I looked at each other before we followed after them. We all ended up on the wall, with me between Kong and Francis.

"Got any idea where that gutless sadist is Smartass?" Kong asked, turning to Francis.

"I don't even know the way back to my place with all this coming down"

"he's got to be up ahead boss, but only three backyards left till we hit the highway" one of the Hermanns said. The two imbeciles then jumped down from the wall.

"That's where we'll get him!"

"Yeah, yeah, YEAH!" Kong roared. "So let's go!" he jumped to the ground and ran off with the Hermanns.

"See ya!" Francis called.

"Yeah, and be careful!" I added. "They may be jerks, but that doesn't mean I ant anything bad to happen to them" Francis nodded. We sat in silence on the wall, letting the rain pour down on us. Usually I hated being out in the rain, but at the moment I could've cared less. "I hope we can stop this madness soon" I said quietly.

Francis placed his paw over mine. We smiled slightly at each other when Francis caught sight of something. "Look" he whispered. I followed his gaze to the old cat, whose name I couldn't quite remember, slowly slipped through a drain in the wall, probably heading into the sewers. "Come on, let's follow him" Francis said. I nodded and we jumped down from the wall and slipped into the drain.

"Ugh, this is so gross!" I said, wincing at the wet, squishy ground beneath our paws. We walked along for a few more feet before Francis stopped. I nearly ran into him, since he was in front of me. "What is it?" I whispered. Before Francis could answer, the ground gave way beneath us and we fell down a dark hole. We screamed all the way down, and finally landed in a dark tunnel.

Francis sat up, looking over at me. I'd landed on my back next to him. "You ok?" he asked.

I nodded, rolling onto my stomach and standing up. "Yeah, I'm ok. But my heart sure is racing!"

Francis nodded. "Mine too" he looked around. Then suddenly we heard something else falling down into the tunnel.

"Oh, now what?" I groaned, even though I knew who it was before we could even see him. Bluebeard tumbled head over tail into the cave, landing on his chin in front of us.

Francis looked surprised. "I'm not sorry to see you, though I hate to admit it"

Bluebeard grumbled, standing up. "Damn it, I'm getting too old for this bullshit"

"not so loud" Francis said quietly.

"Not so loud, what difference does it make with our friend Kong wailing like a banshee in delirium. I saw the lovely Solitaire and followed you over the walls. Where are we now?"

I shrugged. "I don't have a clue"

"I don't know either" Francis said as we ventured deeper and deeper into the tunnel. Francis gasped when we finally came to an opening surrounded by cat skeletons.

"Eww, gross" I said, frowning.

"Catacombs" Francis said quietly.

"If that's a joke…" Bluebeard started. I rolled my eyes as we went toward the light at the end of the tunnel. "Get an eyeful of that" Bluebeard said.

"Unfortunately, I am" I said, shivering at the sight. We had come into a large cavern that was littered with hundreds and thousands of cat skeletons. "This is so creepy" I mumbled.

"A mass grave" Bluebeard commented. "What do you make of it?"

Francis sniffed the air. "Smell that?"

Bluebeard and I sniffed.

"Yeah, disgusting" Bluebeard grumbled.

I nodded. "Yeah, it smells worse then a backed up sewer!"

"The smell of rotting flesh" Francis said as we walked into the cavern. I looked around, keeping an eye out for the old cat… Jesaja, that was his name! I'd just remembered. "Kong was right" Francis said. "The old codger is the killer"

"But no sign of Sasha down here" Bluebeard said, referring to the very first cat he and Francis had discovered not long before I showed up. "No sign of Deep Purple or Felicity either" I shuddered at the thought of my lovely friend. Francis suddenly seemed very interested in something among the bodies. A loud clattering noise made us both jump and turn around. Bluebeard had knocked over a few bones, including a skull. When Bluebeard looked at us, he growled, baring his fangs. Francis and I slowly turned and came face to face with Jesaja, who was only inches away from us. I screamed and Francis hissed, both of us jumping back toward Bluebeard.

Jesaja lifted his paw over his face, as if to shield himself. "Do not attack the guardian of the dead" he said. "Although, the guardian has sinned in breaking the holy rule. He knows that he must pay dearly" he hunched down, still holding his paw over his head.

"Do you always give your victims this shit before sinking your teeth in?" Francis demanded. "What's your name my friend?" he sneered the last word.

"My name is Jesaja"

"And is all this your work?" Bluebeard asked. "I mean, this skeleton cupboard. Did you kill them all and drag them down here?"

Jesaja shook his head, sitting up. "No, it wasn't me. The dead come down to me. They are sent by the prophet"

"A real nutcase if you ask me" Bluebeard mumbled to me and Francis.

"Tell us where you're from Jesaja" Francis said. "And how you've come to be in this gruesome place?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I wouldn't think anyone would come down here by choice"

"Once there was a suffering dreamland… I was born there. It was a place of sorrow until the prophet came among us and brought us salvation" he picked up the skeletal remains that Bluebeard had knocked over and put them back together, setting the completed skeleton back up amongst the others. "And God heard the pleading of the prophet… he sent down the day with his blinding light. The bright day destroyed the land of illusion, and then we who had suffered fled blindly into the world"

"What happened to the prophet?" Francis asked.

"He was taken to Heaven, Father Joker told me all this"

"What?" Francis said, shocked. "The leader of the Claudandus sect?"

"This temple had been his home for years when he rescued me in my need. He brought me here and cared for me. But then, the day came when Joker had to leave me…. to spread the prophet's message throughout the world"

"And how did Joker account for the collection of bones he so lovingly gathered down here?" Francis asked sarcastically. By then, Jesaja had made his way deeper down into a lower section of the cavern, and Francis jumped down to him.

"He didn't. When Father Joker and I lived here together, it wasn't graveyard you see now. One day, however, quite soon after Father Joker had left me, I heard frightening, mysterious sounds in the tunnel. Terrified, I made my way to the entrance, and, to my horror, I was confronted by a dead sister lying there. All at once I heard the voice of the lord from on high…"

"And what did the lord say?" Francis asked, not sounding too convinced by Jesaja's story.

"He said I had been chosen to be the guardian of the dead. And must never again return to the world of light. But now everything has changed, for I haven't heard the prophet's voice for a long time. Nor does he send the dead to their kingdom. I have been forsaken" he frowned, bowing his head in disappointment.

"And is that the reason you surfaced tonight, to find new dead bodies?" Francis asked.

Jesaja nodded.

"Can you tell me something about the victims? I mean, were they… sisters and brothers who'd been…" Francis hesitated. "… sexually excited?"

"That was often the case my friend" Jesaja said. "But others horribly mutilated also came to the temple"

"Were there any that were pregnant?" I asked.

"Many… oh yes, many" Jesaja said, sounding almost shameful. He sniffed a few times, looking as though he might cry.

...

Francis, Bluebeard, and I left a little while later. "Boy, am I glad to be out of there!" I said, shivering.

Francis nodded. "Yes, me too"

"Cod filets natural, cod filets boiled…" Bluebeard was mumbling a he plodded along behind us. "… Cod filets lightly grilled, basted in butter… ahh, or cooled with mayo…"

"Dude, shut up, you're making me hungry!" I snapped, nearly running into Francis when he stopped.

"Can't you think of anything besides food Bluebeard?" Francis asked, irritated. "Don't you see what we've discovered?"

"Ahh, sure Smartass"

"It isn't seven murders we have to deal with, it's hundreds! These murders started many, many years ago. It may go right back to the closing of a certain laboratory"

"No kidding" Bluebeard said with a hint of sarcasm.

"You made a very important observation down in the hellhole" Francis continued.

"No kidding?" Bluebeard said again, sounding surprised and somewhat pleased with himself.

"Why weren't the bodies of Sasha, Deep Purple, Solitaire, and…" he hesitated, glancing at me before continuing. "… Felicity down there with the rest of them?"

"Because I think the murderer's as tired of the whole damn thing as me!" Bluebeard said, flopping down on the wall. "All I want is a hot meal beside a warm fire. What I want is Codfish!" at that moment, Bluebeard slid right off the wall and to the ground.

I looked at him like O.O

"I'm hungry, I'm tired, i want cod filets with butter and mayo!" Francis said in a mocking tone. I couldn't help but burst out laughing at that. "It's only Joker who knows anything about the prophet Claudandus, right? Why does it have to be this good preacher who likes the collar turned up? What was it you said, it was just killing time, a bit of fun?"

Bluebeard nodded. "Yeah, something like that"

Francis walked down a nearby pile of logs down to where Bluebeard was lounging on the grass. I followed after him. "you guys, I'm beginning to think that this sect has a very specific purpose. As though they're preparing for the arrival of something that we can barely begin to imagine"

"Something like a fresh piece of fish?"

I groaned, facepalming. "No Bluebeard, get your mind out of the kitchen for just one second!"

Francis sighed. "Look, I'm going home to get some rest" he looked at me. "Are you coming Julia, or have you found somewhere else to sleep?"

I chuckled. "I've been with you all day"

Francis smiled a little. "Come on then, let's go home"

I nodded. "See ya Bluebeard"

"Yeah, bye Julia"

I smiled at him before following Francis back toward his place. I stopped, turning when a funny feeling suddenly came over me. "Julia, what is it?" Francis asked.

I shook my head. "I'm not sure… for a second, it felt as though someone was watching me"

"Well there's no one around except you and me… but try not to get too far away, just in case"

I nodded. "No problem there" I mumbled. We got to Gus' place a few minutes later and hopped in through a window. We went to Gus' study this time, and I followed Francis up onto the desk.

"We can rest here a while" Francis said. "Maybe our dreams can tell us something, like before"

I nodded. "Yeah, maybe"

Francis smiled a little. "Have a little faith Julia. This nightmare will be over with soon enough"

I sighed and nodded. "I hope so" I sighed, laying my chin on my paws. I wanted so badly to tell Francis what I knew. But I wasn't sure how that would affect the future. I wanted to tell him what I knew, I wanted so badly for this all to be over. But then again, he would probably want to know how I knew what I knew, and how the heck was I supposed to explain it? 'Oh, where I come from, this whole universe is only a movie and I already know what's going to happen because I watch the movie all the time'… yeah, I didn't think a conversation like that would go very well. I groaned, covering my face with my paws. I could only hope that everything would keep happening as it had in the movie. Then there might still be a chance that this horror fest would end.

Well, how was it? I hope you enjoyed it, and please review! reviews are awesome! hopefully I'll have the next chapter up soon for ya XD

-FreddysNightmare1984