Lurking In Dark Corners
An agonizing scream awoke Rumpus Cat from his peaceful sleep. Rolling out of the blanket, Rumpus stood up in the livingroom of Demeter's den. Jenny had told them, that Demeter was due in the next week or two. So the moment he heard her scream he immediately thought it was time. He rushed to the back room, where Demeter slept, but froze in the doorway. She had her knees brought up to her chest, her jaw was clenched tightly, and her fur was matted from sweating. What alarmed him though, was the scared look in her eyes. When the shivering set in, he remembered how to walk and was instantly at her side. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and she was instantly leaning into his embrace. She gripped his chest and he never flinched once when her claws sunk into his flesh.
"Is it time Demeter?" He asked, trying to get her to focus on him.
It was pretty obvious that she was going into labor.
She weakly nodded her head,"My water broke some time ago...Rumpus...it hurts!"
Rumpus had learned as much as he could about pregnancies from Jenny. Rubbing his forehead against hers, he kissed the top of her head. "They're contractions, Demeter. How far apart are they?"
She shrugged,"About...every five minutes now."
His eyes widened,"You're close then. We need to get you to Jenny, right a way."
"No, I can't. I can't move."
"Then I'll get you to the infirmary."
He moved her, apologizing after she made a pained face. He got Demeter into his arms and picked her up. She buried her face in Rumpus' neck as he made his way out of Demeters den. Rumpus headed toward the infirmary and ran into Carbucketty and Susperia playing.
"Carbucketty, Susperia. Go and find Bombalurina, Jemima, and Alonzo. Now. Tell them to go to the infirmary."
Even though he was no longer a Protector of the tribe and just a watcher, he still had the respect of a Guardian.
Buck gave Rumpus a goofy salute,"Count on me. Come on Susperia."
The two kittens left in a hurry. He continued on his way and hurried after he heard more pained noises from Demeter. Making his way to the infirmary, he burst through the door.
"JENNY! You better be ready. Demeter's really far along now. She's also in a lot of pain."
Both Noilly and Jenny were in the infirmary when Rumpus rushed in with Demeter. Bill was apparently sick, because Noilly was over by him, giving him a stronger vile of medicine. Jenny was quick to her feet, and directed Rumpus to place Demeter into the closest bed.
She headed to the back room, calling to Noilly as she did so," Go ahead and finish what you're doing Noilly, but I'm going to need your help. Rumpus I'm going to need you to try and keep Demeter calm."
Rumpus sat beside Demeter, who was just overwhelmed and delirious with pain, trying to coax her. Of course his efforts were in vain, but he continued to try. When Jenny came back out, drugs in one paw; Drugs that would no doubt help Demeter with her pain, Rumpus felt relieved. There were other things that Jenny was carrying besides pain relievers, but all Rumpus could focus on was Demeter's well-being, and that he was about to become a father. Setting everything but the drug aside, Jenny filled up a tiny tube with the stuff. There was a thin, small prick on the end.
She injected the prick into a vein on Demeter's arm,"There Demeter. This should help you with some of the pain you're going through. Not all of it however. It should start to work in ten minutes."
She heard Demeter yell in pain, but Jenny needed to finish setting up, so she could deliver Demeter's baby. Truth of the matter was, there hadn't been an actual infant baby in the yard for a few years, and Jenny was excited about it. She grabbed the towel that she previously set aside, and also a few rags. Getting down between Demeter's legs, she quickly checked the golden calico out.
"You're almost there Demeter, only two centimeters to go."
Bill was looking on with a strange expression on his face. Through a stuffy nose, he finally asked,"Miss Noilly, what is wrong with Demeter?"
She looked at Bill and knew the tom was probably still too young to understand or have the 'talk'. "Demeter is simply injured young one. However, she is now in the infirmary and we'll give her the care she needs. She will be okay."
He nodded, not thinking too hard about it. She patted his knee,"But you're free to go. I would suggest going home and resting, as that is what will help you get rid of your cold faster."
No sooner did he leave, Bombalurina and Jemima showed up. Demeter was still breathing heavily, but her pain-filled cries had stopped-the medicine had started to take effect. She looked at her two sisters with a half smile.
"I'm so glad you're here," She gasped out.
She seemed genuinely happy, but Bomba could see how scared she really was, and Jemima could probably feel it.
"Of course, Demy, we wouldn't have missed this for anything."
Jemima sat down beside Demeter opposite of Rumpus and took her older sisters paw in hers. "Demy, we're all here for you. Everything's going to be alright."
Rumpus gave Bombalurina a glance, when she sat down beside him.
"Sorry Rumpus. Carbucketty and Susperia are still searching for Alonzo."
"Well she can't wait for Alonzo," Jenny spoke happily,"You're fully dilated. Your baby is coming now. Start pushing Demeter."
She groaned out, and even though she shook her head no, that she didn't want to push, she pushed anyway. She only pushed when Jenny told her to, and after the fifth push, Jenny announced that the baby's head was out.
"Get it out of me already!" Demeter yelled while she gave it another push.
Rumpus, Bombalurina, and Jemima were trying to keep her relaxed, so didn't notice that Alonzo had finally arrived.
"The shoulders are out now." Jenny grinned,"Just a few more pushes ought to do it."
Hissing, Demeter complied with Jenny's instructions. Jenny brought the towel up and the baby dropped into it. Noilly was already up at the counter, which was beside the back room. She had placed a blanket over the counter. After cutting the umbilical chord Jenny came up beside Noilly with the screaming baby in her arms. Alarmed by the screaming, Demeter began to panic.
"My baby, is it okay? Is there something wrong with it?"
"Do not alarm yourself Demeter. Hearing your baby cry is a good sign." Noilly's words calmed her to a degree, but Rumpus could tell that Demeter was still anxious to see their baby.
As soon as Jenny sat the baby down, Noilly and Jenny began to clean it up. The crying died down a little bit, but the baby continued to make a fuss. Jenny checked out its size, smiling. From what she could tell the baby was healthy, she really didn't see any complications for the baby. She looked to Noilly who was checking his temperature, his pulse rate and his other vitals. When she received a smile from Noilly, she knew that everything checked out normal. Picking the baby back up in her arms, Jenny walked back to the bed Demeter was laying in. Carefully, she placed the cleaned baby into Demeter's arms. Rumpus helped keep the baby steady, since Demeter's arms were shaking.
"I'm proud to say that you two have a beautiful, healthy baby boy."
Rumpus face lit up and Alonzo congratulated his older brother. Alonzo was excited to be an uncle, and Jemima and Bombalurina were just as giddy to be Aunts. Demeter was still staring at her baby boy, with wonder. "He's...so perfect."
Rumpus grinned, his face nuzzling Demeter, before staring at their son,"Yes, he is."
She looked to Rumpus and the two kissed each other tenderly on the lips. They observed their baby once more. He had a lot of black in him and it was easy to tell that he took after Rumpus. Though there were some faint gold flecks in his body. He knew an infants coloring sometimes changed all the way up to the toddler stage. Rumpus gently rubbed the top of his sons head. Rumpus giggled at the extra wild-looking fuzz on top of the baby's head. The baby's hair was black and gold, but seemed to have some of Demeter's red in it as well.
"Have you thought of any names for him yet?" Jenny asked.
"Some,"Demeter spoke. "I liked all of the names, Rumpus. You decide. He's your son, it's your right."
"He's our son." Rumpus spoke softly. But he still nodded his head, thinking it over.
He noticed the baby's white chest, and like him, his baby had an odd black marking on his chest. It looked similar to a "Z". Rumpus and Demeter had come up with a few "Z" names, but only two of them were male names. Zorro. That name made Rumpus giggle. It was an amusing name, but his son didn't look like a Zorro.
"Zander. His name is Zander."
"Welcome to the family, Zander."
*~^^~*
Cautiously, Munkstrap walked across one of the streets in the city; heading back to the junkyard. He was going to kill Bustopher Jones next time he saw him. Bustopher's contact never showed up, so Munkustrap had gone into the city alone on a wild goose chase. He wouldn't really kill Bustopher but he was quite frustrated. His gold eyes, though, saw something and then he heard a small noise. Slowly, he peeked his head around a corner, and spotted a queen sitting on top of a brown box. A quick glance told him what he needed to know. She was a scarlett tabby, who was injured. Her lip was split, she had a grip on her ankle, so it was a definite possibility that it was at least spranged. Never once did he wonder what kind of queen she was or if it was a ruse for a gang to jump him once he got closer. He wouldn't put that past any of the street gangs, but his concern was for the hurt female. Munkustrap approached in a non-threatening manner. She caught his scent, before she heard him and looked up.
"Hey there good looking. Need a queen for the night? I can show you a good time, love."
She slid down the brown box to land gracefully in front of him. However, with her bum foot, it twisted under and she started to fall to the ground. Instinctively, Munkustrap moved forwards and caught the queen in his arms. She hissed out at the pain.
"Are you okay? What happened to you?"
She gave him a soft glance, but her sultry smile was back on her face. "It's nothing. I'm great. Always have loved a tom who gets straight to the point."
Munkustrap ignored the queens flirtation and her paws gently rubbing up and down his arms. "You know, I can help you with your minor injuries."
She didn't say a word, but when she began to purr, he continued,"What's your name?"
"My name...whatever you want it to be, baby."
Munkustrap narrowed his eyes and when it was obvious that he wanted her real name, she caved.
"Silberia."
He nodded; Silberia was an unusual name for an alley cat. And it didn't sound like a good name for a prostitute either. He of course didn't care that she was a prostitute, he wasn't going to judge her. All he wanted to do was help her.
"Look Silberia, I just want to help. Will you come back with me? I know someone who can fix your foot up and give you something for the pain."
Either he was being dead serious, or this was his way of 'seducing' her. Why? She didn't know, she was a sure thing as long as their was payment in some form. She did have a few clients that insisted on doing the whole charming, seducing act. She didn't know what to make of him. Still, either way it would be beneficial to her if she went with him.
"Okay. Lead the way, gorgeous."
Munkustrap eyed her, but finally loosened his arms around her, stood up and started to walk away. As he did, Silberia tilted her head staring at his cute round butt. "Mmm!" She let out grinning. She herself got up on her good foot and tried to limp behind him. The pain shot through her foot and she collapsed to the ground. She groaned, hurt, upset, and frustrated. Munkustrap was back at her side, scooping her up into his arms.
"You sure this isn't all just an excuse to get my arms back around you?" Munk joked.
Silberia giggled,"You're alright. So what is your name?"
"Munkutrap."
She gave him an odd look,"That sounds weird. I've never heard of a name like that."
He smiled,"I'm not surprised."
"So this other you know that can help me...after he does-"
"She."
"She, okay. After she helps me, what then? How much will I owe you? Will I have to stay cooped up wherever you take me until I do pay you and her back?"
She didn't sound bitter, just curious to what the deal was going to be. There was also a hint of acceptance to her words, that she was already sure that she would be a prostitute and be used by toms and queens forever with no hope of ever changing. Munk would be lying if he said that he was okay with that, he wasn't. That thought bothered him a little. He wanted to believe that all cats have hope of changing. And she had none left.
"Nothing like that." He finally said. "You'll be free to leave if you wish or free to stay. You won't have to pay us back for anything."
Silberia frowned slightly,"Yeah right."
Munkustrap understood her skepticism, so didn't even try to convince her. "We'll be arriving at the yard soon. Her name is Jennyanydots. She's our healer and she'll take care of you."
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Why would you do this for...some....someone like me?"
"Like you? All I see, is an attractive queen who needs some first aid."
She looked upon him in disbelief, the first tom who saw something more then a slut whose slept with too many toms; disgusting. Her face softened and her voice lowered. "My client."
"Excuse me?"
She began again,"One of my clients likes to get a little rough..."
Munkustrap simply continued walking forward, not knowing what to say. He was appalled that a tom could do that while having sex and be turned on by the pain he was inflicting on his partner. It was sick!
"Is that it?" Silberia asked.
He smiled briefly, seeing the yard up ahead. "Yes."
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Bombalurina was still in the infirmary. Demeter, however, was now fast asleep in one of the beds, as was her newborn son. Rumpus stood over Zander watching the tiny babies chest rise and fall. Alonzo stood beside Rumpus talking mostly about Zander and how Rumpus was doing with everything; and what the situation was now. Jemima was sitting beside Noilly Pratt talking with the nurse about her duties, absolutely intrigued by Noilly. Jennyanydots noticed Bombalurina standing off to the side by herself; watching Demeter sleep. Walking towards her, she gave her a small greeting. It had been awhile since the two queens had talked. Jenny wasn't the type to hold a grudge, but the healer knew Bomba did. Still, Bomba had Munk and Jenny was no longer seeing Tugger, so she assumed they were okay again.
"She's lucky you know. To have not only Rumpus, but two great sisters to help her and willing to be by her side."
Bomba glanced at Jenny, taking the comment as a peace offering. "Thanks." Bomba paused but did add,"I'm sorry about what happened between you and Tugger."
Jenny relaxed at that statement, shrugging her shoulders. "Well it was bound to end eventually. Only wish it had ended on a friendlier note, but it could have been much worse. Thank you."
The scarlett queen nodded her head, then touched her friends arm,"You know, if you ever need to talk about it. I've been through it before, and I just want to let you know that you can always come to me and talk."
Jenny, honestly didn't need to talk about it, as she was already getting over Tugger, but she knew this could be a great way to bond with Bombalurina. "Thanks, I might just take you up on that offer."
"Jenny, are you in here?" Munkustrap popped his head in before entering the infirmary with a new queen in his arms.
The excitement about seeing the tom she loved fell slightly watching the queens arms wrapped around his neck. Of course, Silberia was just holding on before Munkustrap carefully set her on a bed. However, Bombalurina's mind saw an attractive queen possessively holding and stroking Munk's neck. Bomba narrowed her eyes, a strong sense of jealousy overpowering rational reason.
"I've got another patient for you. She's got a few cuts and bruises, but it's her ankle that needs the most attention. Are you free to take a look at it?"
Jenny patted Bomba's arm, then walked towards the pair,"Of course Munk."
"There sure are a lot of cats in this yard." Silberia still didn't understand where she was. "Is this a place for your gang to gather or rest?"
She did spot a small baby in one of the beds, and eliminated the possibility of them being a gang. Normally gangs didn't accept babies into their numbers and they normally didn't reproduce and take care of the baby they brought into the world. The gangs she had run into, when they had a baby born in the group; they normally left the kitt in an alley alone. Most died and some did get picked up by other alleys to be raised by them.
"We're not a gang,"Jenny spoke sitting down beside her. "We're a tribe...A community of cats; a family. So what's your name?"
"My name...Well-"
"Silberia." Munk cut in.
"Alright Silberia, I'm going to take a quick scan of your foot. It won't hurt."
"Scan my foot? How exactly are you going to do that?"
The healer spoke no more words and Silberia watched in wonder as a white glow of energy illuminated Jenny's paw. She sighed as her power vanished,"You've got a twisted ankle. I can wrap it up for you. You'll have to wear the bandages for two weeks and there are some pain killers I can give you during the two weeks as well."
Silberia grinned taking Jenny's paw in hers,"Thank you so much, hun. And you, you silver stud. Two weeks leaving my foot untreated and working on it...wouldn't have been pleasurable."
Munk grinned at the queen, his paw easily going to her shoulder.
Too easily, Bomba fumed in her mind.
"Don't even give it a seconds thought." Jenny giggled, noticing Silberia still holding her paw and winking at her. "You've certainly found a colorful queen here, Munkus. No matter what you decide Silberia, know that you've got at least one friend here." She squeezed Silberia's paw lovingly, winking, before getting up to grab bandages for the new queens ankle.
*~^^~*
The fuzzy young queen stiffened hearing the sounds of a sick queen coming from the backroom. She had curly, fuzzy fur, but other then that; the queen had no distinguishing features. She was very average and dull.
"Fizzella."
She heard the commanding voice of Endrance, and was instantly at his side, bowing her head. "Yes, my Lord?"
He gave her a disgusted look, but kept his voice calm, soft, and spoke with an authoritative tone,"My mate is sick. As soon as she gets out of the room, you will clean everything up and then clean and take care of her afterwards."
Fizzella remained passive, though was dreading her task on the inside,"Of course, my Lord."
Endrance gave her one more look over, disgusted that his aide did not properly groom herself. Her breed had naturally curly fur, but she didn't manage or brush it at all. It was gross and definitely not befitting an aide working for Endrance. Something had to be done about that. With a flick of his wrist, Fizzella understood the gesture and removed herself from his immediate sight. She took the time to scavenge for some dry, clean towels to use to clean up the mess Charna was creating in the backroom. No sooner did the noise stop in the back, Charna came (literally) charging out of the room. The smell of the sickness lingered, but that made no difference. Not when her claws were out and she was screeching like a banshee. She came flying at Endrance and Fizzella jumped to the side crying out in fright.
"I'll kill you! You have to die. I'm going to watch you bleed." Charna evilly laughed, slashing about wildly.
He dodged her attack, knowing full well she was serious, but couldn't help but to still be turned on by her. Popping out his own claws a wicked idea infiltrated his mind. He had a small problem and he was determined to use Charna to his own advantage.
"So you want to play, lover?" His voice never changed from its soft calm tone.
She growled at him, for dodging her attack. She went after him again, getting a cuthis in before being knocked back by Endrance. She grinned,"Play. I'll cut you down."
As she came around for another attack, he ducked. Grabbing her by her waist, he pulled her in, her back flat against his chest. His lips were near her ear, and he whispered seductively into it. "Oh, I'm sure you can. But you forget. I can get into your head, I can consume your thoughts. I'm already inside your body."
His paw briefly touched her stomach where their child was growing. "I'm through you, and all around you. I can control you if I choose to."
She shivered in his arms, her anger starting to be overpowered by her arousal of Endrance. He really was the only one who could make these emotions erupt from her. She took in a gasping breath, biting her lip.
*I'm your soul-less demonic mate. My very presence is flowing through your veins. Can you feel it?*
He wasn't using his powers yet. He didn't plan to, but it was always entertaining threatening to use them on her. She squirmed in his arms,"Yes."
*Do you know what I need?*
"What?"
*The demons in both of us. They require a blood sacrifice before our progeny can enter the world. Don't you agree?*
Her breathless face gradually turned into a wicked smirk. "Without hesitation."
His breath tickled the tip of her ear, his voice just below a whisper,"I know you wished it to be me. But how does a virgin sacrifice sound?"
Her eyes glistened now focused on Fizzella. "Much better."
They were both now grinning, as there eyes landed on Fizz. She noticed the look and she cowered in the corner she was trapped in. Both Endrance and Charna had their claws out and started to get closer to her. She suspected what was coming, but still being naive and young, she gasped out in a cracked voice,"Endrance, my lord?"
Charna laughed demonically at the cowering, scared, pathetic little virgin. "Well baby. Looks like you're going to need a new aide."
Endrance started laughing when the scared queen started crying and even yelled out for help. He was directly in power after Macavity. Endrance could do anything he wanted, and everyone knew that. No one would come to her rescue, even if someone did hear her.
*~^^~*
Having made up his mind, Gus left the den he now, permanently, shared with Old Deuteronomy. He made a left, walking towards the center of the yard. Tugger was walking with one of his friends, Plato. As Gus began to pass them he saw Plato bow to him out of respect. Tugger only winked at him, implying something Gus didn't want to think about. He knew that Tugger did respect him, before and after he became Deut's mate. The whole tribe respected him and most of them would even come up to him with questions or just to talk if they couldn't find Old Deuteronomy anywhere. It was different then what he was use to and he was well aware that he would become the 'acting' Leader of the tribe if Deut was unavailable or sick. He was managing the new stress well and was handling his new responsibilities without incident. Aside from that one particularly bad vision, Gus hadn't suffered a panic attack since. Things were going really well for him, and for Deut, but there was still something that was bothering him. He got to her den, knocking politely on the wooden part.
"Victoria? May I speak with you? Are you in?"
There were the sounds of her footsteps and the clicking all the way to the door. The noise stopped and she opened the door. He was impressed, she was using nothing and no one to help her move around, only the echo location. Using it, she seemed to know how many jellicles or things were around her and even how many steps away it or they were. Still, it didn't compare to touching and she automatically reached out. She knew who it was by his voice, but she still did it out of habit. Feeling up Gus' thin arms she smiled.
"Good afternoon, Gus. Of course you may. Would you like to come in?"
Gus nodded,"Yes. That'd be great, thanks."
The white queen stepped aside to allow Gus to enter. She looked up in Gus' general direction, with just as much respect as the rest in the tribe. He paused not sure if she was the right jellicle to see for this favor. The blind queens eyebrows scrunched up,"What is bothering you?"
Gus smirked, his tone full of relief,"You're just as perceptive as ever."
Victoria motioned forwards. Gus took her paw, and like a gentlemen, escorted her to a seat. Once she was settled down in the seat, Gus sat down himself.
"So what exactly is troubling you?"
He sighed,"Well, I am glad that the tribe respects me now, but it's only because I'm the leaders mate. I feel like I really haven't done anything worth while to earn their respect. This probably sounds stupid, but it bothers me that they only respect me now, just because Deut is my mate."
She shook her head,"I think you've got it wrong. All of the jellicles have always respected you. You were the theatre cat, you still technically are. So you have always had the respect of the tribe." She paused, he finger twirling around some of her hair. Her tail curled around her ankle, and Gus couldn't help but be amazed at how elegant and graceful the white queen was. "Respect isn't the issue, the only thing that has changed is your role. You're role and the new responsibilities that come with it."
Gus thought about it a second,"I honestly never thought about it that way. Thank you."
"You don't give yourself enough credit. I'm glad I could help. Any time."
There was another pause and she heard him shift ever so silently and then rise to his feet. Something didn't feel right, she knew it. She had even heard something off in the tone of his voice. Him leaving wasn't going to do, so she spoke up,"What else is troubling your mind?"
Gus stopped short in his tracks and slowly turned back around. He had no trouble confiding in her about it. One, because he knew she wouldn't tell anyone else, and two, because she was a good listener and often gave good advice. However, he didn't think advice would help and he knew there'd be nothing for her to do. He did retake his seat in front of Victoria,"Does the thought of two toms or two queens together in an intimate way or in love bother you?"
Victoria frowned slightly. She hadn't heard of any of the jellicles having a problem with gay or bisexual individuals, but she wasn't one of them. So perhaps Gus had run into a couple uncomfortable jellicles. She liked to think the jellicles were open minded and accepting. But recent events with Grizabella have proved to her that the jellicles were not perfect.
"It doesn't bother me at all. I think it's great when any two jellicles fall in love, it's beautiful. Why? Is there someone who has been giving you trouble about it?"
Gus sighed,"My son. Both of my children weren't happy when Deut and I told them about our relationship. Though Jelly, I know it still disappoints her, but she's been cordial with me. She has been accepting me as I am, without bringing her feelings into it. But Asparagus." He shook his head. "He's too much like Melodinea. My previous mate."
Victoria nodded,"Well I can talk to him for you."
She had never gotten that close with Gus' son, but she would definitely become closer, maybe even a friend to him. "Perhaps, my friendship with your son will soften his heart and he'll be able to accept you then."
He didn't know if she could get his son over his anger. Anger that was understandable. Asparagus Jr felt like Gus treated his mother as though she meant nothing to him. He supposed it came off that way when he told him about his relationship with Old Deuteronomy. However, it didn't hurt to trust in Victoria. "That is all I can ask of you, Victoria. Thank you for doing this."
"Of course, Gus." She bowed her head slightly in respect. "I am also flattered that you came to my first about this."
*~^^~*
Cagalli was giggling with her friends; Susperia, Sillabub, and Etcetera. Electra had been there, but she was the most mature out of them and she felt out of place among her best friends new group of friends.
Etcetera giggled with Cagalli,"I get it. Leccy, do you get it, it's because he was the frog." There was a pause. "Leccy? Where did she go?"
"Well, 'Cetra, I think she's been gone a while now."
"Really? But why?"
Cagalli shrugged,"Maybe she just had somewhere else to go."
"Oh. Well then I can just tell her the joke later."
She giggled and Cagalli and Sillabub giggled with her. Susperia looked at the three girls oddly, before chuckling modestly. Cagalli mused on her idea before she spoke it to her friends. They weren't doing much and though they did already talk a little bit about toms, they didn't hold that much interest in them, at least not yet. But when they got a little older then toms would take priority.
"Hey girls. Do you wanna go exploring into the city? It'd be a lot of fun, more then sitting here telling jokes." She grinned,"It'd be an adventure!!"
Susperia nodded her head,"Yeah I think that'd be a lot of fun. Sillabub, 'Cetra?"
Etcetera was quick to nod, and so enthusiastically too. Sillabub though hesitated, shaking her head a little bit. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why not?"
She covered her mouth a little shyly,"Well it's a big city. We could get lost and there's so many dangerous things on the streets. You should know that best Susperia. The older jellicles always tell us not to venture out there until we're older. I don't think we should go against the rules."
Susperia stuck her tongue out,"You play by the rules? You're no fun. Come on let's go without her. Stay here if you want."
Sillabub frowned, but decided that was for the best, she knew something bad could happen if she disobeyed the rules the elders put in place over the junkyard. They were there to protect those living in the yard. When Sillabub decided to stubbornly stay in the yard, Susperia waved goodbye to her. The three young queens left Sillabu and quietly snuck out of yard. They were cautious, knowing of the dangers on the street. Except for Etcetera. She was only acting cautious, since her two friends were acting that way. However, Cagalli stopped short, her ears were wide as though she had heard something.
"What is it?" Susperia asked.
"I..." She turned her head seeing if she had heard something or if it was just her imagination. "No, I definitely heard something. I can't be sure, but I thought I heard crying."
Cagalli raced off leaving her two friends behind. They took off as well moments later, following her.
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A young grey and gold long-haired queen sat idly by, with an orange and black scarred tabby tom looming over her. He had a sash around his mouth, but the queen could still hear him plainly when he talked. He had his claws out and he gave the very young female cat his attention.
"Are you sure about this Extwo? Not that I wouldn't enjoy it. I am getting payment for this. Though, I have to ask. Isn't there an easier way into the Jellicle's tribe?"
Extwo grinned,"Sweet Keiiji, do I detect some concern for little old me?"
His eyes flashed and as much as Extwo was trying to tease him for showing emotion, she still couldn't see what emotions were going through his mind. The tom was so irritating in that way.
He shrugged, letting her think whatever she wanted to think. "I will be hiding close by just in case your rouse doesn't work."
"You said you spotted three young girls, right?" Her eyes started to get glossy with water flooding into them. "They'll believe a teary, defenseless, and helpless little kitten. I'll be fine."
She winced when Keiiji brought his paw up. "Please don't enjoy this too much."
He struck her,"No promises."
A few more punches, before he finally stopped. She was breathless and tears were already streaming down her face, both from her act and from the pain he inflicted. She peered up in his face,"Do I look convincing?"
His head tilted, but he picked up some dirt in his paws and then rubbed it into her fur. Afterwards his paws were in her hair messing it up as much as he pleased.
"Better. You look like you've been beaten by some street gang. Good luck. And remember, if they start to suspect you being a spy, Macavity wants you back in his territory immediately. Assuming you're not discovered, you're to be undercover for a more longer term."
"I know. I've already been through this with Macavity. Stop treating me like a child."
"You are a child."
She scowled as he went into hiding. By the time Cagalli found her, she was crying hysterically. Cagalli frowned and went to her, kneeling in front of her. Extwo went into the fetal position, trying to get distance between her and Cagalli.
"I won't hurt you. You don't have to be afraid of me."
Extwo looked at her, blinking her eyes, but the tears still came. She wiped her nose on her arm, wailing loudly. That was when Cagalli's friends arrived. Extwo didn't seem to notice them, too preoccupied with whatever had just happened to her.
"What happened to you? Maybe I can help."
Extwo shook her head violently. "Help me?"
"Yeah." Cagalli emphasized. "So what exactly happened to you?"
"Those...those meanie heads hurt me." She balled, and that's when Cagalli came forward enough to wrap Extwo into her embrace. Extwo naively accepted the comfort and threw herself into the embrace willingly.
Cagalli looked to her friends wwith pleading eyes. "We should get her to the tribe. I'm sure Miss Jenny can help her, and Guardian Metus will surely protect her."
She bit her bottom lip,"Metus? I can come?"
Susperia and Etcetera were nodding there heads, but Susperia was the one to talk first,"Yes. A young queen like you shouldn't be out here alone. Do you have any family, we can take you back to them once Miss Jenny has had a chance to heal you."
She was still crying, but Cagalli was glad to see that she was a lot more calmer. "Family? Umm.....I don't think so."
Etcetera understood at least that much and couldn't imagine what her life would be like without both her actual family and the family she had found in everyone in the junkyard. "You can always be a part of our family in the tribe."
"Well come on." Cagalli managed to get the young female on her feet, though was supporting much of Extwo's weight. "We should get out of her, before the bad people that hurt you come back again. By the way, what is your name?"
Through more sniffles she said,"Extwo."
It was an odd name, but then again that could have been said for any of their names. They weren't far from the junkyard, so thankfully they didn't have too far to go. Aside from introducing themselves to Extwo, the group barely spoke. Once they got back into the junkyard, Skimbleshanks and Sillabub were there. Skimbleshanks looked very disappointed in the three girls, though Etcetera was easily persuaded, so he wasn't so much upset with her. It was Susperia and Cagalli who had disappointed him. Though the lecture was going to have to wait.
"Aye, who's this then?"
"Her name is Extwo, she said she was beaten by a group of mean cats."
"Probably a gang." Susperia supplied.
Skimble held his arms out to her,"Come 'ere sweetie. You're among friends 'ere."
She carefully went to him and sighed as he held her. "Aye, Sillabub. Ah need ye tae go and find Admetus or Plato. They're both on dutae today. They'll need tae inform the Leader, and also find 'er temporary quarters during 'er stay. Susperia, lass, can ye go and inform Jenny that Cagalli and Ah are bringin' 'er a young patient?"
"Of course." And they both left.
Although she was now in Skimble's arms, he had noticed she was still looking at Cagalli. "Ah think she trusts ye thae most."
"Well I will help you get her to Jenny's and I will be more then happy to show her around later."
*~^^~*
Out of the shadows, came the patter of running footsteps. The local alley's could hear it come closer. In fear of it being something or someone dangerous, they went into hiding just before a tall grey tom came running through. He ran down a corner and kept going as though he was running for his life. Indeed he was, there was noise coming from behind him as though someone was chasing him. As he kept running, he got careless in where he was going and ended up tripping, from a large crack in the street that he hadn't seen. His eyes were glued behind him as he continued to watch for whoever was following him, while he got himself up from the cement. As soon as he was back up, he ignored the scraps on his body and started to move forwards. He looked back towards the way he was running, but stopped short. Up ahead of him, sitting on top of a trash can, amused and grinning at him was her ! She was a dark queen with long hair. She had pitch black fur with streaks of dark crimson that looked like stains of blood running down her otherwise gorgeous fur. All the grey tom could think of to describe her was that she was a demon, born straight out of the depths of the dark cats basement. That was when he realized his fear had frozen him. His throat went dry and before his survival instincts took back control, the demoness had disappeared in a blink of an eye. Frightened, he took a few steps backward. He would have fled in that direction, if he hadn't been stopped by a paw on his shoulder. There was a dark laugh coming from behind him and he clamped his eyes shut. Too scared to look upon the dark queen again. Slowly, she drew blood before knocking him forwards. Taken by surprise, he fell flat on his face. Groaning, he flipped onto his back hoping to deflect her next move. He was too late. A cry escaped his throat when a knife pierced through the skin in the middle of his paw. A second one came flying at his other paw, hitting the same spot.
In an attempt to get through the pain, it came out as anger. "Psychotic BITCH!"
"That's correct." She mused, her head tilting, admiring the blood just pouring out from her knives. Her hair was done up in a complicated way, being held up by many knives. She pulled yet another one out from her hair and some more strands fell down passed her shoulder. She pounced onto the startled tom, straddling his waist. Her knife was gliding over his chest.
"Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe." She was giggling, passing the knife between both sides of his chest. "You know, if my commission wasn't specific, your suffering would last much much longer." She purred into his ear.
As soon as she began to hum out loud, she brought the knife down, plunging it into his chest over and over. His screams were few, since after the fifth stab, she had gotten his heart. He died a few moments after she pulled the knife out. His passing didn't stop her from her stabbing onslaught. Only when she became breathless, did she stop. Licking the bloody knife, she placed it back into her hair. She also retrieved the other two embedded in his two paws. Out of the shadows, the Napolean of Crime came out. Violet turned quickly on her heel to face him. There was a tiny hint of a smirk on his face. It was a sinister one. However, it vanished pretty quickly.
"Yes. I think you'll be perfect for my plan."
She licked her lips,"And you've agreed to my deal."
"Yes."
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Back To Year One
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"Is it time Demeter?" He asked, trying to get her to focus on him.
It was pretty obvious that she was going into labor.
She weakly nodded her head,"My water broke some time ago...Rumpus...it hurts!"
Rumpus had learned as much as he could about pregnancies from Jenny. Rubbing his forehead against hers, he kissed the top of her head. "They're contractions, Demeter. How far apart are they?"
She shrugged,"About...every five minutes now."
His eyes widened,"You're close then. We need to get you to Jenny, right a way."
"No, I can't. I can't move."
"Then I'll get you to the infirmary."
He moved her, apologizing after she made a pained face. He got Demeter into his arms and picked her up. She buried her face in Rumpus' neck as he made his way out of Demeters den. Rumpus headed toward the infirmary and ran into Carbucketty and Susperia playing.
"Carbucketty, Susperia. Go and find Bombalurina, Jemima, and Alonzo. Now. Tell them to go to the infirmary."
Even though he was no longer a Protector of the tribe and just a watcher, he still had the respect of a Guardian.
Buck gave Rumpus a goofy salute,"Count on me. Come on Susperia."
The two kittens left in a hurry. He continued on his way and hurried after he heard more pained noises from Demeter. Making his way to the infirmary, he burst through the door.
"JENNY! You better be ready. Demeter's really far along now. She's also in a lot of pain."
Both Noilly and Jenny were in the infirmary when Rumpus rushed in with Demeter. Bill was apparently sick, because Noilly was over by him, giving him a stronger vile of medicine. Jenny was quick to her feet, and directed Rumpus to place Demeter into the closest bed.
She headed to the back room, calling to Noilly as she did so," Go ahead and finish what you're doing Noilly, but I'm going to need your help. Rumpus I'm going to need you to try and keep Demeter calm."
Rumpus sat beside Demeter, who was just overwhelmed and delirious with pain, trying to coax her. Of course his efforts were in vain, but he continued to try. When Jenny came back out, drugs in one paw; Drugs that would no doubt help Demeter with her pain, Rumpus felt relieved. There were other things that Jenny was carrying besides pain relievers, but all Rumpus could focus on was Demeter's well-being, and that he was about to become a father. Setting everything but the drug aside, Jenny filled up a tiny tube with the stuff. There was a thin, small prick on the end.
She injected the prick into a vein on Demeter's arm,"There Demeter. This should help you with some of the pain you're going through. Not all of it however. It should start to work in ten minutes."
She heard Demeter yell in pain, but Jenny needed to finish setting up, so she could deliver Demeter's baby. Truth of the matter was, there hadn't been an actual infant baby in the yard for a few years, and Jenny was excited about it. She grabbed the towel that she previously set aside, and also a few rags. Getting down between Demeter's legs, she quickly checked the golden calico out.
"You're almost there Demeter, only two centimeters to go."
Bill was looking on with a strange expression on his face. Through a stuffy nose, he finally asked,"Miss Noilly, what is wrong with Demeter?"
She looked at Bill and knew the tom was probably still too young to understand or have the 'talk'. "Demeter is simply injured young one. However, she is now in the infirmary and we'll give her the care she needs. She will be okay."
He nodded, not thinking too hard about it. She patted his knee,"But you're free to go. I would suggest going home and resting, as that is what will help you get rid of your cold faster."
No sooner did he leave, Bombalurina and Jemima showed up. Demeter was still breathing heavily, but her pain-filled cries had stopped-the medicine had started to take effect. She looked at her two sisters with a half smile.
"I'm so glad you're here," She gasped out.
She seemed genuinely happy, but Bomba could see how scared she really was, and Jemima could probably feel it.
"Of course, Demy, we wouldn't have missed this for anything."
Jemima sat down beside Demeter opposite of Rumpus and took her older sisters paw in hers. "Demy, we're all here for you. Everything's going to be alright."
Rumpus gave Bombalurina a glance, when she sat down beside him.
"Sorry Rumpus. Carbucketty and Susperia are still searching for Alonzo."
"Well she can't wait for Alonzo," Jenny spoke happily,"You're fully dilated. Your baby is coming now. Start pushing Demeter."
She groaned out, and even though she shook her head no, that she didn't want to push, she pushed anyway. She only pushed when Jenny told her to, and after the fifth push, Jenny announced that the baby's head was out.
"Get it out of me already!" Demeter yelled while she gave it another push.
Rumpus, Bombalurina, and Jemima were trying to keep her relaxed, so didn't notice that Alonzo had finally arrived.
"The shoulders are out now." Jenny grinned,"Just a few more pushes ought to do it."
Hissing, Demeter complied with Jenny's instructions. Jenny brought the towel up and the baby dropped into it. Noilly was already up at the counter, which was beside the back room. She had placed a blanket over the counter. After cutting the umbilical chord Jenny came up beside Noilly with the screaming baby in her arms. Alarmed by the screaming, Demeter began to panic.
"My baby, is it okay? Is there something wrong with it?"
"Do not alarm yourself Demeter. Hearing your baby cry is a good sign." Noilly's words calmed her to a degree, but Rumpus could tell that Demeter was still anxious to see their baby.
As soon as Jenny sat the baby down, Noilly and Jenny began to clean it up. The crying died down a little bit, but the baby continued to make a fuss. Jenny checked out its size, smiling. From what she could tell the baby was healthy, she really didn't see any complications for the baby. She looked to Noilly who was checking his temperature, his pulse rate and his other vitals. When she received a smile from Noilly, she knew that everything checked out normal. Picking the baby back up in her arms, Jenny walked back to the bed Demeter was laying in. Carefully, she placed the cleaned baby into Demeter's arms. Rumpus helped keep the baby steady, since Demeter's arms were shaking.
"I'm proud to say that you two have a beautiful, healthy baby boy."
Rumpus face lit up and Alonzo congratulated his older brother. Alonzo was excited to be an uncle, and Jemima and Bombalurina were just as giddy to be Aunts. Demeter was still staring at her baby boy, with wonder. "He's...so perfect."
Rumpus grinned, his face nuzzling Demeter, before staring at their son,"Yes, he is."
She looked to Rumpus and the two kissed each other tenderly on the lips. They observed their baby once more. He had a lot of black in him and it was easy to tell that he took after Rumpus. Though there were some faint gold flecks in his body. He knew an infants coloring sometimes changed all the way up to the toddler stage. Rumpus gently rubbed the top of his sons head. Rumpus giggled at the extra wild-looking fuzz on top of the baby's head. The baby's hair was black and gold, but seemed to have some of Demeter's red in it as well.
"Have you thought of any names for him yet?" Jenny asked.
"Some,"Demeter spoke. "I liked all of the names, Rumpus. You decide. He's your son, it's your right."
"He's our son." Rumpus spoke softly. But he still nodded his head, thinking it over.
He noticed the baby's white chest, and like him, his baby had an odd black marking on his chest. It looked similar to a "Z". Rumpus and Demeter had come up with a few "Z" names, but only two of them were male names. Zorro. That name made Rumpus giggle. It was an amusing name, but his son didn't look like a Zorro.
"Zander. His name is Zander."
"Welcome to the family, Zander."
*~^^~*
Cautiously, Munkstrap walked across one of the streets in the city; heading back to the junkyard. He was going to kill Bustopher Jones next time he saw him. Bustopher's contact never showed up, so Munkustrap had gone into the city alone on a wild goose chase. He wouldn't really kill Bustopher but he was quite frustrated. His gold eyes, though, saw something and then he heard a small noise. Slowly, he peeked his head around a corner, and spotted a queen sitting on top of a brown box. A quick glance told him what he needed to know. She was a scarlett tabby, who was injured. Her lip was split, she had a grip on her ankle, so it was a definite possibility that it was at least spranged. Never once did he wonder what kind of queen she was or if it was a ruse for a gang to jump him once he got closer. He wouldn't put that past any of the street gangs, but his concern was for the hurt female. Munkustrap approached in a non-threatening manner. She caught his scent, before she heard him and looked up.
"Hey there good looking. Need a queen for the night? I can show you a good time, love."
She slid down the brown box to land gracefully in front of him. However, with her bum foot, it twisted under and she started to fall to the ground. Instinctively, Munkustrap moved forwards and caught the queen in his arms. She hissed out at the pain.
"Are you okay? What happened to you?"
She gave him a soft glance, but her sultry smile was back on her face. "It's nothing. I'm great. Always have loved a tom who gets straight to the point."
Munkustrap ignored the queens flirtation and her paws gently rubbing up and down his arms. "You know, I can help you with your minor injuries."
She didn't say a word, but when she began to purr, he continued,"What's your name?"
"My name...whatever you want it to be, baby."
Munkustrap narrowed his eyes and when it was obvious that he wanted her real name, she caved.
"Silberia."
He nodded; Silberia was an unusual name for an alley cat. And it didn't sound like a good name for a prostitute either. He of course didn't care that she was a prostitute, he wasn't going to judge her. All he wanted to do was help her.
"Look Silberia, I just want to help. Will you come back with me? I know someone who can fix your foot up and give you something for the pain."
Either he was being dead serious, or this was his way of 'seducing' her. Why? She didn't know, she was a sure thing as long as their was payment in some form. She did have a few clients that insisted on doing the whole charming, seducing act. She didn't know what to make of him. Still, either way it would be beneficial to her if she went with him.
"Okay. Lead the way, gorgeous."
Munkustrap eyed her, but finally loosened his arms around her, stood up and started to walk away. As he did, Silberia tilted her head staring at his cute round butt. "Mmm!" She let out grinning. She herself got up on her good foot and tried to limp behind him. The pain shot through her foot and she collapsed to the ground. She groaned, hurt, upset, and frustrated. Munkustrap was back at her side, scooping her up into his arms.
"You sure this isn't all just an excuse to get my arms back around you?" Munk joked.
Silberia giggled,"You're alright. So what is your name?"
"Munkutrap."
She gave him an odd look,"That sounds weird. I've never heard of a name like that."
He smiled,"I'm not surprised."
"So this other you know that can help me...after he does-"
"She."
"She, okay. After she helps me, what then? How much will I owe you? Will I have to stay cooped up wherever you take me until I do pay you and her back?"
She didn't sound bitter, just curious to what the deal was going to be. There was also a hint of acceptance to her words, that she was already sure that she would be a prostitute and be used by toms and queens forever with no hope of ever changing. Munk would be lying if he said that he was okay with that, he wasn't. That thought bothered him a little. He wanted to believe that all cats have hope of changing. And she had none left.
"Nothing like that." He finally said. "You'll be free to leave if you wish or free to stay. You won't have to pay us back for anything."
Silberia frowned slightly,"Yeah right."
Munkustrap understood her skepticism, so didn't even try to convince her. "We'll be arriving at the yard soon. Her name is Jennyanydots. She's our healer and she'll take care of you."
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Why would you do this for...some....someone like me?"
"Like you? All I see, is an attractive queen who needs some first aid."
She looked upon him in disbelief, the first tom who saw something more then a slut whose slept with too many toms; disgusting. Her face softened and her voice lowered. "My client."
"Excuse me?"
She began again,"One of my clients likes to get a little rough..."
Munkustrap simply continued walking forward, not knowing what to say. He was appalled that a tom could do that while having sex and be turned on by the pain he was inflicting on his partner. It was sick!
"Is that it?" Silberia asked.
He smiled briefly, seeing the yard up ahead. "Yes."
--- --- ---
Bombalurina was still in the infirmary. Demeter, however, was now fast asleep in one of the beds, as was her newborn son. Rumpus stood over Zander watching the tiny babies chest rise and fall. Alonzo stood beside Rumpus talking mostly about Zander and how Rumpus was doing with everything; and what the situation was now. Jemima was sitting beside Noilly Pratt talking with the nurse about her duties, absolutely intrigued by Noilly. Jennyanydots noticed Bombalurina standing off to the side by herself; watching Demeter sleep. Walking towards her, she gave her a small greeting. It had been awhile since the two queens had talked. Jenny wasn't the type to hold a grudge, but the healer knew Bomba did. Still, Bomba had Munk and Jenny was no longer seeing Tugger, so she assumed they were okay again.
"She's lucky you know. To have not only Rumpus, but two great sisters to help her and willing to be by her side."
Bomba glanced at Jenny, taking the comment as a peace offering. "Thanks." Bomba paused but did add,"I'm sorry about what happened between you and Tugger."
Jenny relaxed at that statement, shrugging her shoulders. "Well it was bound to end eventually. Only wish it had ended on a friendlier note, but it could have been much worse. Thank you."
The scarlett queen nodded her head, then touched her friends arm,"You know, if you ever need to talk about it. I've been through it before, and I just want to let you know that you can always come to me and talk."
Jenny, honestly didn't need to talk about it, as she was already getting over Tugger, but she knew this could be a great way to bond with Bombalurina. "Thanks, I might just take you up on that offer."
"Jenny, are you in here?" Munkustrap popped his head in before entering the infirmary with a new queen in his arms.
The excitement about seeing the tom she loved fell slightly watching the queens arms wrapped around his neck. Of course, Silberia was just holding on before Munkustrap carefully set her on a bed. However, Bombalurina's mind saw an attractive queen possessively holding and stroking Munk's neck. Bomba narrowed her eyes, a strong sense of jealousy overpowering rational reason.
"I've got another patient for you. She's got a few cuts and bruises, but it's her ankle that needs the most attention. Are you free to take a look at it?"
Jenny patted Bomba's arm, then walked towards the pair,"Of course Munk."
"There sure are a lot of cats in this yard." Silberia still didn't understand where she was. "Is this a place for your gang to gather or rest?"
She did spot a small baby in one of the beds, and eliminated the possibility of them being a gang. Normally gangs didn't accept babies into their numbers and they normally didn't reproduce and take care of the baby they brought into the world. The gangs she had run into, when they had a baby born in the group; they normally left the kitt in an alley alone. Most died and some did get picked up by other alleys to be raised by them.
"We're not a gang,"Jenny spoke sitting down beside her. "We're a tribe...A community of cats; a family. So what's your name?"
"My name...Well-"
"Silberia." Munk cut in.
"Alright Silberia, I'm going to take a quick scan of your foot. It won't hurt."
"Scan my foot? How exactly are you going to do that?"
The healer spoke no more words and Silberia watched in wonder as a white glow of energy illuminated Jenny's paw. She sighed as her power vanished,"You've got a twisted ankle. I can wrap it up for you. You'll have to wear the bandages for two weeks and there are some pain killers I can give you during the two weeks as well."
Silberia grinned taking Jenny's paw in hers,"Thank you so much, hun. And you, you silver stud. Two weeks leaving my foot untreated and working on it...wouldn't have been pleasurable."
Munk grinned at the queen, his paw easily going to her shoulder.
Too easily, Bomba fumed in her mind.
"Don't even give it a seconds thought." Jenny giggled, noticing Silberia still holding her paw and winking at her. "You've certainly found a colorful queen here, Munkus. No matter what you decide Silberia, know that you've got at least one friend here." She squeezed Silberia's paw lovingly, winking, before getting up to grab bandages for the new queens ankle.
*~^^~*
The fuzzy young queen stiffened hearing the sounds of a sick queen coming from the backroom. She had curly, fuzzy fur, but other then that; the queen had no distinguishing features. She was very average and dull.
"Fizzella."
She heard the commanding voice of Endrance, and was instantly at his side, bowing her head. "Yes, my Lord?"
He gave her a disgusted look, but kept his voice calm, soft, and spoke with an authoritative tone,"My mate is sick. As soon as she gets out of the room, you will clean everything up and then clean and take care of her afterwards."
Fizzella remained passive, though was dreading her task on the inside,"Of course, my Lord."
Endrance gave her one more look over, disgusted that his aide did not properly groom herself. Her breed had naturally curly fur, but she didn't manage or brush it at all. It was gross and definitely not befitting an aide working for Endrance. Something had to be done about that. With a flick of his wrist, Fizzella understood the gesture and removed herself from his immediate sight. She took the time to scavenge for some dry, clean towels to use to clean up the mess Charna was creating in the backroom. No sooner did the noise stop in the back, Charna came (literally) charging out of the room. The smell of the sickness lingered, but that made no difference. Not when her claws were out and she was screeching like a banshee. She came flying at Endrance and Fizzella jumped to the side crying out in fright.
"I'll kill you! You have to die. I'm going to watch you bleed." Charna evilly laughed, slashing about wildly.
He dodged her attack, knowing full well she was serious, but couldn't help but to still be turned on by her. Popping out his own claws a wicked idea infiltrated his mind. He had a small problem and he was determined to use Charna to his own advantage.
"So you want to play, lover?" His voice never changed from its soft calm tone.
She growled at him, for dodging her attack. She went after him again, getting a cuthis in before being knocked back by Endrance. She grinned,"Play. I'll cut you down."
As she came around for another attack, he ducked. Grabbing her by her waist, he pulled her in, her back flat against his chest. His lips were near her ear, and he whispered seductively into it. "Oh, I'm sure you can. But you forget. I can get into your head, I can consume your thoughts. I'm already inside your body."
His paw briefly touched her stomach where their child was growing. "I'm through you, and all around you. I can control you if I choose to."
She shivered in his arms, her anger starting to be overpowered by her arousal of Endrance. He really was the only one who could make these emotions erupt from her. She took in a gasping breath, biting her lip.
*I'm your soul-less demonic mate. My very presence is flowing through your veins. Can you feel it?*
He wasn't using his powers yet. He didn't plan to, but it was always entertaining threatening to use them on her. She squirmed in his arms,"Yes."
*Do you know what I need?*
"What?"
*The demons in both of us. They require a blood sacrifice before our progeny can enter the world. Don't you agree?*
Her breathless face gradually turned into a wicked smirk. "Without hesitation."
His breath tickled the tip of her ear, his voice just below a whisper,"I know you wished it to be me. But how does a virgin sacrifice sound?"
Her eyes glistened now focused on Fizzella. "Much better."
They were both now grinning, as there eyes landed on Fizz. She noticed the look and she cowered in the corner she was trapped in. Both Endrance and Charna had their claws out and started to get closer to her. She suspected what was coming, but still being naive and young, she gasped out in a cracked voice,"Endrance, my lord?"
Charna laughed demonically at the cowering, scared, pathetic little virgin. "Well baby. Looks like you're going to need a new aide."
Endrance started laughing when the scared queen started crying and even yelled out for help. He was directly in power after Macavity. Endrance could do anything he wanted, and everyone knew that. No one would come to her rescue, even if someone did hear her.
*~^^~*
Having made up his mind, Gus left the den he now, permanently, shared with Old Deuteronomy. He made a left, walking towards the center of the yard. Tugger was walking with one of his friends, Plato. As Gus began to pass them he saw Plato bow to him out of respect. Tugger only winked at him, implying something Gus didn't want to think about. He knew that Tugger did respect him, before and after he became Deut's mate. The whole tribe respected him and most of them would even come up to him with questions or just to talk if they couldn't find Old Deuteronomy anywhere. It was different then what he was use to and he was well aware that he would become the 'acting' Leader of the tribe if Deut was unavailable or sick. He was managing the new stress well and was handling his new responsibilities without incident. Aside from that one particularly bad vision, Gus hadn't suffered a panic attack since. Things were going really well for him, and for Deut, but there was still something that was bothering him. He got to her den, knocking politely on the wooden part.
"Victoria? May I speak with you? Are you in?"
There were the sounds of her footsteps and the clicking all the way to the door. The noise stopped and she opened the door. He was impressed, she was using nothing and no one to help her move around, only the echo location. Using it, she seemed to know how many jellicles or things were around her and even how many steps away it or they were. Still, it didn't compare to touching and she automatically reached out. She knew who it was by his voice, but she still did it out of habit. Feeling up Gus' thin arms she smiled.
"Good afternoon, Gus. Of course you may. Would you like to come in?"
Gus nodded,"Yes. That'd be great, thanks."
The white queen stepped aside to allow Gus to enter. She looked up in Gus' general direction, with just as much respect as the rest in the tribe. He paused not sure if she was the right jellicle to see for this favor. The blind queens eyebrows scrunched up,"What is bothering you?"
Gus smirked, his tone full of relief,"You're just as perceptive as ever."
Victoria motioned forwards. Gus took her paw, and like a gentlemen, escorted her to a seat. Once she was settled down in the seat, Gus sat down himself.
"So what exactly is troubling you?"
He sighed,"Well, I am glad that the tribe respects me now, but it's only because I'm the leaders mate. I feel like I really haven't done anything worth while to earn their respect. This probably sounds stupid, but it bothers me that they only respect me now, just because Deut is my mate."
She shook her head,"I think you've got it wrong. All of the jellicles have always respected you. You were the theatre cat, you still technically are. So you have always had the respect of the tribe." She paused, he finger twirling around some of her hair. Her tail curled around her ankle, and Gus couldn't help but be amazed at how elegant and graceful the white queen was. "Respect isn't the issue, the only thing that has changed is your role. You're role and the new responsibilities that come with it."
Gus thought about it a second,"I honestly never thought about it that way. Thank you."
"You don't give yourself enough credit. I'm glad I could help. Any time."
There was another pause and she heard him shift ever so silently and then rise to his feet. Something didn't feel right, she knew it. She had even heard something off in the tone of his voice. Him leaving wasn't going to do, so she spoke up,"What else is troubling your mind?"
Gus stopped short in his tracks and slowly turned back around. He had no trouble confiding in her about it. One, because he knew she wouldn't tell anyone else, and two, because she was a good listener and often gave good advice. However, he didn't think advice would help and he knew there'd be nothing for her to do. He did retake his seat in front of Victoria,"Does the thought of two toms or two queens together in an intimate way or in love bother you?"
Victoria frowned slightly. She hadn't heard of any of the jellicles having a problem with gay or bisexual individuals, but she wasn't one of them. So perhaps Gus had run into a couple uncomfortable jellicles. She liked to think the jellicles were open minded and accepting. But recent events with Grizabella have proved to her that the jellicles were not perfect.
"It doesn't bother me at all. I think it's great when any two jellicles fall in love, it's beautiful. Why? Is there someone who has been giving you trouble about it?"
Gus sighed,"My son. Both of my children weren't happy when Deut and I told them about our relationship. Though Jelly, I know it still disappoints her, but she's been cordial with me. She has been accepting me as I am, without bringing her feelings into it. But Asparagus." He shook his head. "He's too much like Melodinea. My previous mate."
Victoria nodded,"Well I can talk to him for you."
She had never gotten that close with Gus' son, but she would definitely become closer, maybe even a friend to him. "Perhaps, my friendship with your son will soften his heart and he'll be able to accept you then."
He didn't know if she could get his son over his anger. Anger that was understandable. Asparagus Jr felt like Gus treated his mother as though she meant nothing to him. He supposed it came off that way when he told him about his relationship with Old Deuteronomy. However, it didn't hurt to trust in Victoria. "That is all I can ask of you, Victoria. Thank you for doing this."
"Of course, Gus." She bowed her head slightly in respect. "I am also flattered that you came to my first about this."
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Cagalli was giggling with her friends; Susperia, Sillabub, and Etcetera. Electra had been there, but she was the most mature out of them and she felt out of place among her best friends new group of friends.
Etcetera giggled with Cagalli,"I get it. Leccy, do you get it, it's because he was the frog." There was a pause. "Leccy? Where did she go?"
"Well, 'Cetra, I think she's been gone a while now."
"Really? But why?"
Cagalli shrugged,"Maybe she just had somewhere else to go."
"Oh. Well then I can just tell her the joke later."
She giggled and Cagalli and Sillabub giggled with her. Susperia looked at the three girls oddly, before chuckling modestly. Cagalli mused on her idea before she spoke it to her friends. They weren't doing much and though they did already talk a little bit about toms, they didn't hold that much interest in them, at least not yet. But when they got a little older then toms would take priority.
"Hey girls. Do you wanna go exploring into the city? It'd be a lot of fun, more then sitting here telling jokes." She grinned,"It'd be an adventure!!"
Susperia nodded her head,"Yeah I think that'd be a lot of fun. Sillabub, 'Cetra?"
Etcetera was quick to nod, and so enthusiastically too. Sillabub though hesitated, shaking her head a little bit. "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Why not?"
She covered her mouth a little shyly,"Well it's a big city. We could get lost and there's so many dangerous things on the streets. You should know that best Susperia. The older jellicles always tell us not to venture out there until we're older. I don't think we should go against the rules."
Susperia stuck her tongue out,"You play by the rules? You're no fun. Come on let's go without her. Stay here if you want."
Sillabub frowned, but decided that was for the best, she knew something bad could happen if she disobeyed the rules the elders put in place over the junkyard. They were there to protect those living in the yard. When Sillabub decided to stubbornly stay in the yard, Susperia waved goodbye to her. The three young queens left Sillabu and quietly snuck out of yard. They were cautious, knowing of the dangers on the street. Except for Etcetera. She was only acting cautious, since her two friends were acting that way. However, Cagalli stopped short, her ears were wide as though she had heard something.
"What is it?" Susperia asked.
"I..." She turned her head seeing if she had heard something or if it was just her imagination. "No, I definitely heard something. I can't be sure, but I thought I heard crying."
Cagalli raced off leaving her two friends behind. They took off as well moments later, following her.
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A young grey and gold long-haired queen sat idly by, with an orange and black scarred tabby tom looming over her. He had a sash around his mouth, but the queen could still hear him plainly when he talked. He had his claws out and he gave the very young female cat his attention.
"Are you sure about this Extwo? Not that I wouldn't enjoy it. I am getting payment for this. Though, I have to ask. Isn't there an easier way into the Jellicle's tribe?"
Extwo grinned,"Sweet Keiiji, do I detect some concern for little old me?"
His eyes flashed and as much as Extwo was trying to tease him for showing emotion, she still couldn't see what emotions were going through his mind. The tom was so irritating in that way.
He shrugged, letting her think whatever she wanted to think. "I will be hiding close by just in case your rouse doesn't work."
"You said you spotted three young girls, right?" Her eyes started to get glossy with water flooding into them. "They'll believe a teary, defenseless, and helpless little kitten. I'll be fine."
She winced when Keiiji brought his paw up. "Please don't enjoy this too much."
He struck her,"No promises."
A few more punches, before he finally stopped. She was breathless and tears were already streaming down her face, both from her act and from the pain he inflicted. She peered up in his face,"Do I look convincing?"
His head tilted, but he picked up some dirt in his paws and then rubbed it into her fur. Afterwards his paws were in her hair messing it up as much as he pleased.
"Better. You look like you've been beaten by some street gang. Good luck. And remember, if they start to suspect you being a spy, Macavity wants you back in his territory immediately. Assuming you're not discovered, you're to be undercover for a more longer term."
"I know. I've already been through this with Macavity. Stop treating me like a child."
"You are a child."
She scowled as he went into hiding. By the time Cagalli found her, she was crying hysterically. Cagalli frowned and went to her, kneeling in front of her. Extwo went into the fetal position, trying to get distance between her and Cagalli.
"I won't hurt you. You don't have to be afraid of me."
Extwo looked at her, blinking her eyes, but the tears still came. She wiped her nose on her arm, wailing loudly. That was when Cagalli's friends arrived. Extwo didn't seem to notice them, too preoccupied with whatever had just happened to her.
"What happened to you? Maybe I can help."
Extwo shook her head violently. "Help me?"
"Yeah." Cagalli emphasized. "So what exactly happened to you?"
"Those...those meanie heads hurt me." She balled, and that's when Cagalli came forward enough to wrap Extwo into her embrace. Extwo naively accepted the comfort and threw herself into the embrace willingly.
Cagalli looked to her friends wwith pleading eyes. "We should get her to the tribe. I'm sure Miss Jenny can help her, and Guardian Metus will surely protect her."
She bit her bottom lip,"Metus? I can come?"
Susperia and Etcetera were nodding there heads, but Susperia was the one to talk first,"Yes. A young queen like you shouldn't be out here alone. Do you have any family, we can take you back to them once Miss Jenny has had a chance to heal you."
She was still crying, but Cagalli was glad to see that she was a lot more calmer. "Family? Umm.....I don't think so."
Etcetera understood at least that much and couldn't imagine what her life would be like without both her actual family and the family she had found in everyone in the junkyard. "You can always be a part of our family in the tribe."
"Well come on." Cagalli managed to get the young female on her feet, though was supporting much of Extwo's weight. "We should get out of her, before the bad people that hurt you come back again. By the way, what is your name?"
Through more sniffles she said,"Extwo."
It was an odd name, but then again that could have been said for any of their names. They weren't far from the junkyard, so thankfully they didn't have too far to go. Aside from introducing themselves to Extwo, the group barely spoke. Once they got back into the junkyard, Skimbleshanks and Sillabub were there. Skimbleshanks looked very disappointed in the three girls, though Etcetera was easily persuaded, so he wasn't so much upset with her. It was Susperia and Cagalli who had disappointed him. Though the lecture was going to have to wait.
"Aye, who's this then?"
"Her name is Extwo, she said she was beaten by a group of mean cats."
"Probably a gang." Susperia supplied.
Skimble held his arms out to her,"Come 'ere sweetie. You're among friends 'ere."
She carefully went to him and sighed as he held her. "Aye, Sillabub. Ah need ye tae go and find Admetus or Plato. They're both on dutae today. They'll need tae inform the Leader, and also find 'er temporary quarters during 'er stay. Susperia, lass, can ye go and inform Jenny that Cagalli and Ah are bringin' 'er a young patient?"
"Of course." And they both left.
Although she was now in Skimble's arms, he had noticed she was still looking at Cagalli. "Ah think she trusts ye thae most."
"Well I will help you get her to Jenny's and I will be more then happy to show her around later."
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Out of the shadows, came the patter of running footsteps. The local alley's could hear it come closer. In fear of it being something or someone dangerous, they went into hiding just before a tall grey tom came running through. He ran down a corner and kept going as though he was running for his life. Indeed he was, there was noise coming from behind him as though someone was chasing him. As he kept running, he got careless in where he was going and ended up tripping, from a large crack in the street that he hadn't seen. His eyes were glued behind him as he continued to watch for whoever was following him, while he got himself up from the cement. As soon as he was back up, he ignored the scraps on his body and started to move forwards. He looked back towards the way he was running, but stopped short. Up ahead of him, sitting on top of a trash can, amused and grinning at him was her ! She was a dark queen with long hair. She had pitch black fur with streaks of dark crimson that looked like stains of blood running down her otherwise gorgeous fur. All the grey tom could think of to describe her was that she was a demon, born straight out of the depths of the dark cats basement. That was when he realized his fear had frozen him. His throat went dry and before his survival instincts took back control, the demoness had disappeared in a blink of an eye. Frightened, he took a few steps backward. He would have fled in that direction, if he hadn't been stopped by a paw on his shoulder. There was a dark laugh coming from behind him and he clamped his eyes shut. Too scared to look upon the dark queen again. Slowly, she drew blood before knocking him forwards. Taken by surprise, he fell flat on his face. Groaning, he flipped onto his back hoping to deflect her next move. He was too late. A cry escaped his throat when a knife pierced through the skin in the middle of his paw. A second one came flying at his other paw, hitting the same spot.
In an attempt to get through the pain, it came out as anger. "Psychotic BITCH!"
"That's correct." She mused, her head tilting, admiring the blood just pouring out from her knives. Her hair was done up in a complicated way, being held up by many knives. She pulled yet another one out from her hair and some more strands fell down passed her shoulder. She pounced onto the startled tom, straddling his waist. Her knife was gliding over his chest.
"Eeny, Meeny, Miney, Moe." She was giggling, passing the knife between both sides of his chest. "You know, if my commission wasn't specific, your suffering would last much much longer." She purred into his ear.
As soon as she began to hum out loud, she brought the knife down, plunging it into his chest over and over. His screams were few, since after the fifth stab, she had gotten his heart. He died a few moments after she pulled the knife out. His passing didn't stop her from her stabbing onslaught. Only when she became breathless, did she stop. Licking the bloody knife, she placed it back into her hair. She also retrieved the other two embedded in his two paws. Out of the shadows, the Napolean of Crime came out. Violet turned quickly on her heel to face him. There was a tiny hint of a smirk on his face. It was a sinister one. However, it vanished pretty quickly.
"Yes. I think you'll be perfect for my plan."
She licked her lips,"And you've agreed to my deal."
"Yes."
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