Hello! Another update, its about time right? Sorry! Things get a bit serious for our dear twins!
You're a coward Quaxo Mistoffelees. The young tom thought to himself for the hundredth time.
Surrounding him were dozens of scorch marks, his emotions were out of control and by extension, so was his magic. Usually incidents like this were isolated, but recently he just couldn't keep himself together.
He hated himself for bailing on the twins like that. He had gone to them for help, earned their trust and then in a second he betrayed it, leaving them to fend for themselves. And from what he'd heard it hadn't ended well.
Another bolt of lightening shot from his paws, striking the already burnt microwave. Then the world spun. He keeled over, keeping himself just off the ground with one paw.
Mistoffelees closed his eyes and tried to focus on his breathing, using too much magic at once always took his toll. He wished he had never been born with this gift, it had caused him nothing but trouble.
"Hey!" A far off sounding voice reached his ears. He leapt up off the ground, sparkling paws ready to attack.
Mungojerrie held up his paws in defence, not wanting to end up like the clearing around him. "It's just us!" He reassured him, as Rumpleteazer crept out from behind her brother as the magical tom lowered his paws.
"Oh..." He replied before sinking to the ground again. He really had to give himself time to recover.
Rumpleteazer ran over and took a careful hold of his paw.
"Are you okay?" She asked him softly. The pair had originally sought him out to tell him off, but by the looks of it he had punished himself enough.
Mistoffelees nodded, although the twins didn't believe him for a second. "Let's get ya 'ome." Mungojerrie said, scooping him up in his arms.
He shared a look of concern with his sister as he carried the smaller tom back to his den. It was upsetting to see a friend like this, especially as it had not been his fault at all.
"We gotta find out wha's really goin' on." Rumpleteazer said as they stepped back outside after making sure Misto was cosy in his den.
Mungojerrie nodded. They weren't allowed to fight any more but it really did seem like there had to be something to the many rumours. Why did Plato stir things up so much in the first place?
Since they couldn't approach the tom directly they decided to go and find the yards most mysterious cats. Coricopat and Tantomile.
They didn't have to look far at all, they rounded the corner and there stood the very cats they had been thinking of. Jerrie had to try very hard not to act like he was surprised. He should have known that they would have seen they wanted to speak to them before they even thought of it themselves.
Rumpleteazer however wasn't as subtle about it as her brother. "Oh heaviside!" She gasped, holding onto Mungojerrie's shoulder for support. And they wonder why cats don't want to talk to them. She thought grumpily as Coricopat narrowed his eyes at her.
"We 'ave some questions about-" Jerrie started.
"We know." The physic pair said together.
"Oh." Mungojerrie replied dumbly.
"Plato wasn't wrong in being suspicious of other cats. His rumours however were misdirected." Tantomile said.
"Somebody is working for Macavity. The Hidden Paw already knew of the ball but this cat supplied him with more information about the tribe." Her brother continued without hesitation.
"They worked there even when you did but you never saw them, it is their job to be hidden." The two kept switching back and forth.
"Who?!" Teazer asked, she couldn't believe it. A fellow tribe member had worked under Macavity with them!
They didn't answer. They only glanced at each other with a small smile before turning and leaving. It was not their business to share secrets of other cats.
"Hey!" Jerrie shouted after them. "Who was it?!" But he knew they wouldn't reply.
Rumpleteazer's tail swished back and forth, irritated that they hadn't told them any more. But her mind was sure of one thing, they were going to find out for themselves.
"I got a crazy idea." She said, interrupting Jerrie who was cursing the physic cats under his breath.
"What?" He asked, curious.
"We go to the 'ideout and find who is workin' for 'im."
Mungojerrie's face went from surprised to serious. He nodded. He didn't like the idea of going back to the place they took so long to escape from. But if they pulled this off they'd be able to not only clear their names but save the tribe from this traitor.
"We leave tonight."
The moon stayed hidden away behind the clouds, keeping the calico pair hidden from any cat who might see them sneaking out of the junk yard.
Nobody in their right mind would leave a safe haven for the most dangerous place known to cat. But they went, climbing over rooftops and ducking under fences. It had been years since they had gone anywhere near the hideout, but they knew the route like the back of their paw.
Going there was stupid, it was reckless. But it didn't stop them.
The hideout was guarded by henchcats in the surrounding streets, each skilled fighters with excellent senses.
"I'm scared Jer..." Rumpleteazer muttered as they lay on a nearby roof, scanning the hideout.
"I know." He agreed, taking hold of her paw. "It'll be fine, we used ta do this all tha time." He reassured her, although he wanted nothing more but to turn back.
The building itself was a run down old factory. It had been abandoned by the humans many years ago, most of the machinery was still inside but no longer worked. There were many entrances, but there was only one that they wanted.
Around the side there was a small opening that had appeared due the buildings neglect. It was small but it ran right through to the kitchen. Some cats had used it to sneak in things like drugs and alcohol, which the use of Macavity frowned upon. He needed henchcats that could focus.
At this hour the kitchen would be empty, and as far as they knew, or hoped, the patrolling henchcats did not know of this entrance.
The pair nuzzled each other before slipping down from the roof, the cat they had been watching had circled round to the back. They didn't have long before his route took him back round to the side so they had to be fast.
Rumpleteazer could feel her heart beating in her chest, so loud and fast she was sure it could be heard. Breaking in was something they were used to, but they were only human houses, not Macavity's hideout. The worst that could happen in a house was get thrown out, but here, the unthinkable.
They stayed close to the wall as they skirted the building, keeping all senses trained on their surroundings. As hoped the opening was still there, clearly the henchcats still had a taste for illegal substances.
They listened quickly in case anybody was inside the kitchen, hearing nothing Rumpleteazer slipped through the small hole with Mungojerrie following shortly after.
Jerrie's fur stood up on end as he glanced at the familiar surroundings. He hated being back here.
"Meet back 'ere in 'alf an 'our." Teazer whispered, eyes darting about the room.
Her brother nodded and silently slipped out the door. She counted to ten, forcing her fears to the back of her mind, before she too left the kitchen.
Did you think they'd go there? Because I didn't! Damn I hope they don't get caught.
Please let me know what you thought lovelies!