Chapter Ten

More Bad Luck

(Calypso's POV)

"It's been so long since I've seen actual sunlight." I said to Misto, as we headed up to the surface.

"It's been a few days since I've seen it." Misto shrugged. "I've basically been underground this entire time in Macavity's lair." Gaia was leading us up the stairs of the abandoned subway station. A rat ran across our path, and Gaia snatched it up in one bite.

I yelped and jumped into the air. Gaia and Misto both turned around, surprised by my sudden outburst.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. "I'm a vegetarian." I told them.

Gaia burst out laughing. "Really? I didn't know that!"

I shrugged. "It's not something you go around telling carnivorous cats. I'm completely pacifist." I told them. Gaia giggled.

"That's perfect."

"Why?" Misto asked.

She laughed again. "Because I'm going to be teaching you two magic battle techniques."

"Why are you teaching us again?" Misto asked.

"Because besides Macavity, me and Katana are the only two who are fully trained." She grinned. "It's embarrassing for the older cats because we're more advanced than them, especially the toms." I rolled my eyes.

"I honestly don't care about age order. All I know is that the baby of the family is-" I started to say, but all three of us said it at the same time.

"Kiseki." We all agreed.

"Her seventh birthday is coming up." Gaia told us.

"Really?" Misto asked.

"Yup. We've always done some kind of crazy party for the three years that she's been with us so far. Last year it got a little too wild though." She shook her head at the memory. "We all take turns planning the party. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to plan this party, because you've never done it before?" Gaia asked.

"Me?" Misto asked, pointing to himself with one claw. "I would be honored but I wouldn't know what to do!" He smiled. "I'll think about it though. Oh look, we're here!" He shouted.

I gasped and ran up. The glare of the sunlight was blinding me. I emerged into the bright light. It shone like nothing I have ever seen before. I laughed. It might have been September, but it was a warm morning.

"It's beautiful." I said. Gaia and Mistoffelees were smiling and watching me. I grinned and turned to them.

"What are we waiting for? Let's train!" Gaia exclaimed.

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(Tugger's POV)

I walked into the den, groaning.

"Any luck?" Bomba asked. She had just finished making breakfast. She had prepared some delicious mice for us. I shook my head. She sighed, exasperated. She put her arms around me.

"It'll be okay. Let me go take these in to Alonzo." I said. I took the mice from her and walked down the hallway. I knocked on Alonzo's door. "Alonzo? Can I come in?" I called, waiting for an answer.

My older son was still getting over the fact that he was the son of The Hidden Paw himself, so he might have been a bit down. I waited a few seconds, then knocked again.

"Alonzo? Are you alright?" I asked. Still nothing.

Okay, that was a little off. I knocked again, loudly this time. Maybe he was still sleeping. But even that seemed strange, he always got up early.

"Alonzo, come out!" I said. Alonzo, did not answer back.

Something was wrong, very wrong. I felt it. "Bomba! Something's wrong!" I shouted.

She ran down the hall. "What?" she asked. "He's not answering." I said. "Well, why is he not answering?" she said, worried. "I don't know!" I said.

Now I started to feel panic begin to flood my adrenaline. If Alonzo wasn't answering, that meant that something really bad had happened during the night.

"Alonzo!" I shouted. I opened the door, and gasped when I saw Alonzo was lying on the floor in front of me! His face was paler than usual, and his chest heaved up and down heavily.

"Bomba!" I shouted for help. My wife ran in and shrieked when she saw her older son lying on the floor, clearly not okay. I told Bombalurina to run and get help. She nodded frantically, and she raced out of the den.

"Oh no, oh gosh." I muttered when I saw how bad it really was. He seemed to be panting, and sweat poured down his face. His eyes were closed, and I think I saw a tear run down the side of his face.

"It's going to be okay Alonzo." I told him. "It's going to be okay."

Why did that feel like a lie?

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(Jemima's POV)

I raced through the woods at an inhuman speed. I darted and weaved past giant oak trees. I wasn't used to being in the forest. I was so used to piles and piles of old cars, stack upon stack. Garbage put into neat little pyramids. But now, there were hundreds of humongous trees, big wooded areas.

I looked behind me when I heard a loud snapping noise, like someone was behind me. I whipped my head around, but there was nothing there. And it wasn't worth losing my attention for. I rammed headfirst into a thick tree trunk, and got knocked out cold.

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I woke up in a dry, warm cave. I heard a small fire crackling next to me. I groaned and held my paw up to my head. It had bandages wrapped around it. I looked at a mirror hanging on the wall and gagged when I saw my reflection.

I was unrecognizable. My left eye was blackened, so it had an ugly, dark ring around it. The bandages were wrapped around the top left corner of my head. It had a scary dark red blotch on it. But the cut looked horrifying. I can't even explain it without throwing up.

"It's infected." I heard a kind voice say behind me. A queen was standing behind me. She had dark brown fur and sweet blue eyes. They were sky blue, with grey speckles. She had blond streaks in her fur. She looked like a chausie (a different breed of cat) to me. She pushed a bowl of something towards me. It smelled incredibly good, but I was still suspicious.

"Drink it. It could heal you." She said. She pushed it towards he with her paws once more. I was about to take it when she got up and took me by surprise.

"Oh! I forgot to add the secret ingredient!" She proclaimed. She closed her eyes and a small shaker flew into her paw. She shook something into the wooden bowl. "Mother's recipe. She was an amazing chef, did you know that?" She murmured the first part almost to herself, but the second question was directed towards me. I shook my head and she laughed.

"Of course you didn't know that!" She shouted.

"Is she up?" I heard a voice call out.

She rolled her eyes. "No, I'm talking to thin air." She yelled sarcastically.

"Oh. Okay." The voice said, actually believing the brown and blond cat. She pulled another cat into the room. He had one green eye, and one eye so dark purple, it was almost black. The green stood out on his face the most. His fur was pure black also. He laughed and so did the brown cat.

"Sorry about Denver. He's never serious." Said the queen.

"Really Ingrid? Thanks for throwing me under the bus like that!" Denver said jokingly, pushing Ingrid into the far wall.

"Ow!" She complained, rubbing her head. They looked around Alonzo's age, maybe a year younger. So about fourteen in cat years. She walked over to him and crossed her arms, gazing up at him. He was an inch taller than her. Then again, she was way taller than me.

"I'm sorry about Ingrid. She's way too serious." Denver said, leaning on her.

"I know how to have fun! Remember when we demolished that whole cliffside?!" She directed the next sentence to me. "On accident, of course. Never destroy cliffsides. You're too young."

"I'm old enough! I'm nine in cat years!" I told them. They looked at me as if I was some kind of adorable little queen that couldn't so anything.

"Sure you are." Denver said to me.

"Anyways, my annoying brother scared you in the forest earlier." Ingrid told me.

"You were the one that snapped that stick?" I asked.

"So he's the cause of...that." She said, gesturing to the bandages. He smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry about that. Cat instincts." He told me, rubbing the back of his neck. "What's your name anyways?" He asked.

"Jemima." I told them.

"Nice name." Denver said. Ingrid nodded, agreeing. "Pretty." I smiled.

"So anyways Jemima, what's your story?" Ingrid asked. I took a sip of the soup (wow that was good). And told them about the junkyard, and the den, and my sudden magic powers. I told them about how bad I'd felt after the whole experience.

Ingrid nodded and listened to my sob story.

Her brother, on the other hand, had fallen asleep halfway through.

"Jemima, you're a very lucky young queen. You see, from what we know, there aren't very many magic cats left. One of my brother's powers is the ability to sense magic. That's how he knew about you. From what we know, there are only twelve to fifteen magic cats left on the earth. From what we know, the exact number is around thirteen or so, but there might be more. Right, Denver?" Ingrid explained to me. She looked at her brother for some information to back her up, but he was snoring away. She whacked him on the nose with her tail.

"Ow!" It was his turn to complain this time. She laughed and turned to me.

"Since you have nowhere to go, how about you stay here for now?" She asked me.

"Oh no, that wouldn't be right." I said.

"What would be right? Letting you sleep out in the rain?" Denver asked. It had started to pour outside while we were talking.

"No, I guess not." I admitted.

This was great! Now I had somewhere to stay.

If only I had know how long I would actually stay...

A/N

That last part was based off of a scene in 'Adventure's in Babysitting'. It's one of Baylee's favorite movies (rated PG-13, watch out kittens!). But LONZIE! NOOOOO! ! Anyways, let's get back to the usual outro-critique as much as you like, just don't swear or say anything inappropriate. This fanfic is the opposite of gas station bathrooms-clean!

That's it for now, see you next time!

Sayonara (Goodbye)!

-Luna