Chapter 18

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I woke to the sound of gunfire.

The pounding of the sound against my ears was too much, and I ran across the hallway. I flew underneath a table as I heard a gruff voice.

"Weapons free!" the voice growled. I yowled as a new burst of gunfire rang out through the house, and I flew out from under the table. I listened as bullets pinged off of the walls and as voices shouted out orders.

It took me a while to realize that there were no bullets pinging off the walls, and certainly no soldiers. I crawled into the next room to see a human watching a war movie. Red Dawn, I think. I growled to myself for being so stupid. Suddenly I realized something.

I'm in a HOUSE!

I tried to recollect the events of yesterday. The little girl who had picked me up. The human who had taken me to his house, and gave me some food before calling someone-probably the pound. I began to hyperventilate. I couldn't go to the pound! I was a human being, I didn't belong there!

I tried to look for a cat-flap, or an open window, but to no avail. The house was child-proof, considering they had a small child. I growled. If a child couldn't open that stuff, a cat couldn't either.

"Hey, Robby!"

I turned. The person was looking at me! He called me Robby! I padded up to him hesitantly. The guy laughed and handed me a piece of sausage.

My mouth watered. It had been so long! I grabbed the meat and ate it in one gulp. I savored every bit of the delicious food. As the person turned away, I heard him talk to someone. I assumed that it was his wife, but I didn't care, until I heard this.

"If we're going to keep him, we'll have to get him neutered."

I almost choked on the sausage. Neutered!? I was fourteen! I couldn't be neutered! I began to panic again. I ran my options through my head. There weren't enough of them, and none of them would work! WHAT DO I FRICKIN' DO!?

"What's your problem?"

I looked up to where the voice had come from. I saw a tabby she-cat staring down at me with amusement in her eyes!

"Didn't you hear that guy? he wants to neuter me! I can't be neutered!"

The she-cat's whiskers twitched in amusement. "Yeah, I know. That sucks, doesn't it?"

I stared at her in anger. I was going to get neutered, and she was laughing? "'That sucks'? That's all you have to say? 'That sucks'?"

She looked at me with a bored expression. "What, do you want a party, too?"

I shook my head. "You're wasting my time. I have to find a way out of here." As I walked away, the she-cat leaped down and began to follow me.

"Hey, wait up. I might be able to help you out." I looked at her with hope, and she purred. "You're one of those wild cats, aren't you?"

I hadn't thought of the fact that she might know about the Clans. "How did you know?"

She grinned. "The ragged pelt, the scars, the fact that you have muscles, while every other tom here seems to sit around all day." I began to fell hot. I was getting the strangest sensation that this cat was hitting on me! "Besides, I saw you when you were freaking out about the picture box," she said. "Very good... reflexes."

This time it was obvious. This she-cat must either be in heat, or some sort of... prostitute. I heard the way she talked about the other toms, it sounded like she had been settling for them. "Yeah, well, I, uh... better get home now," I meowed. "My friends will miss me..."

The she-cat stepped in front of me. "The name's Fluffy, by the way." I stared, trying to suppress a laugh. Being hit on by a cat named Fluffy? At least I could say I had an interesting childhood. "Why don't we have some... fun before you're neutered, eh?"

Now I was getting angry. "Two things: One, I am not getting neutered. That's disgusting. Second, I'm not interested in a kittypet."

Fluffy looked angry as well. "Fine, be that way. But just know... I have ways of getting what I want."

I snorted. "Try and make me, Toots."

Fluffly looked ready to spring, but soon the man came over again.

"Robby, tomorrow you're going to the vet. So eat up!" He poured the stuff I had hoped never to eat in a bowl in front of me. Cat food. Disgusting brown pellets of who knows what. I leaned over hesitantly, until the man walked away. I immediately tried to figure out a way to get rid of the slop.

Fluffy looked at me. "I'll eat it, if you don't wan't it. I'm starving."

"Be my guest," I said while trying not to heave up the mouse I had eaten before. Suddenly, I heard a door open.

"FREEDOM!" I yowled, running out the open door, into the yard. As I sprinted towards the forest, I looked back triumphantly.

"Goodbye, humans and Fluffy!" I shouted. "I'll miss the sound of your-" I was cut off as a massive shock flew through my body, electrocuting me just before I set foot on the road. I smelled something burning; I had a bad feeling it was my fur.

"-laughter," I croaked as I fell down. I did, in fact, hear Fluffy laughing as she walked up next to me.

"You silly tom," she laughed. "That's a Painfence! You can't get past it, not with that collar you're wearing."