Magician's Supersition

By Robin Gurl

Chapter 3

(yeh, er changed the title. :) not as confusing now, eh! ;; Warning, MAJOR Misto pain throughout until the end. Yes, I have the end planned so you have been warned. )

Disclaimer: Own nothing except the idea/plot, the actual Supersition, and the Red Paw Fever.

Something was going on between Tugger and Mist. But what? I was going to have to find out. When Jenny took him I thought I saw fire in Tugger's eyes. That's when I knew right away it was not the smartest thing to do. Then Victoria came in and made a lovely speech.

All of this happened in a huge whirl and when it ended Tugger had Mistoffelees back.

Now I was watching Jenny and Tugger fight over Mistoffelees still. The poor Tom was just lying agaisnt Tugger his head on Tugger's ruff. He stared up at me with blank brown eyes. I smiled sympahtetically at him and rolled my eyes about Tugger and Jenny's behavoir. He smiled at me weakly then scrunched up his face and dug into Tugger's shoulder whimpering softly.

The pain he was in was just terrible to watch. It had seemed over take his body and was he was slowly losing te battle.

"Jenny, leave it be. I will take care of him."

"I'd let Gus, the old fool, take care of him before I'd let you Rum Tum Tugger. You're not fit to be taking care of a sick kitten now hand him over and be on your way."

I watched the Queen snuff her nose in the air completely ignoring Victoria and Tugger's distressed shoutes of pleading.

My eyes glanced back at Mistoffelees and then back at the trio. Was this my spot to jump in? If not my hide was fit to be tied.

I pounced and almost regretted it from the triple glares I got. "I'll take care of him."

Tugger glared at me icily and I knew my life was being counted down to a few short seconds. He thought I was betraying him. Jenny just looked mortified that I'd even think of doing such a think. Victoria just looked shocked.

Mistoffelees' ears twitched slowly and he moved his head to where he could see me. I reached forward and stroked his ears making him purr. "When you three are done fighting we'll be down in my stove." Limply Misto let me cradle him close and I lay his head agasint my chest as I stood. He was really getting feverish here.

The fact that wasn't squirming and demanding to be put down or given back to Tugger scared me. Our little conjuring cat really had it bad.

He moaned slightly as I started to walk off. I heard the other three start to shout at each other about what they had caused and I ignored them just hoping Tugger had caught on.

Tugger's POV

That little son of a bitch, just wait until I get my paws on him. How could he do this to me? I know Munk is stupid and a few screws loose but this is to much even for him.

I don't think I've ever actually thought of killing my brother. I blocked out Jenny's screams and went through all the possible ways to kill Munkus without blood shed.

Then something told me to follow him. I eyed Victoria and asked her to silently keep Jenny shouting as long as she could so I could leave. She nodded at me and mouthed for me togo on.

"Munk!" I shouted running after him. I knew it wouldn't take long for me to catch up to him seeing as he couldn't exactly run with Misto in his arms.

"Shut your mouth unless you want Jenny to come running again." His tone stopped me in my tracks and I felt like a child being chastized.

Munkustrap appeared from behind a tin can and stared at me coldly. "Do you really think that causing that much of a ruckus with Jenny was worth it?"

I shrugged silently knowing better than to say a word right now.

"Your kitten is dying Tugger, making quarrel with Jenny isn't going to help him any."

Dying! My heart started to pound. I couldn't talk. My voice wouldn't work. Dying? Oh God. I looked at the small shivering bundle in Munkustrap's arms and wished I could go back and stop him from lying on that hot trunk.

I finally choked on a pocket of air that was lodged in my throat. Tears stung in my eyes and I reached forward carressing Misto's white fur. "Dying? My sweet thing, dying!

How?"

He smiled weakly at me. "Sorry...Tugger.."

"No, no, don't try to talk any, just nnn close your eyes..rest..."

"Why do you say dying, Munk?"

Munkustrap handed him over to me and then looked uneasily at Mistoffelees. I looked down and saw something perciluar spreading across his fur. It was a Legend coming to life. But how was this possible?

"I know, Tug, I don't believe it either."

"Munk, this is only in story books..damn it, it's not...Oh..God.."

Mistoffelees hunched up in a ball and I watched in horror as more of his black fur turned white.

In an old Legend since I was a young Tom, it was said that if a Magician is meant to die, he loses his fur color and it turns white. It's all supposed to be supersition though, not real.

"Tugger..why..am I going white..?"

I looked down at him and tried to smile at him and be happy for him but my tears just wouldn't stop. First the Red Paw Fever and now this! What else could go wrong? I looked up to Munk tears streaming. "Help me.." I choked out. "Help him."

Misto's POV

You know how there are two kinds of pain. One is throbbing painful needles and the other is just aches? I got both. Full swing. I couldn't get comfortable in anyones arms.

And then to have Munkustrap take me away from Tugger? I was to tired to fight back.

Where was he taking me? He kept stroked my ears gently and held me close.

"Shhh, kitten, just hang in there.." He sounded frantic. Munkustrap sounded scared.

"Munk..?"

"Father! Father!"

I opened my eyes painfully and saw Munk's face. He was crying. He was running quickly to. I had to close my eyes and keep them shut so I wouldn't get dizzy.

"Munkustrap, calm down, what is it?"

"Its..just look.." I felt myself be thrusted up into someones arms.

"Ever Lasting Cat."

"..I thought this wasn't ..."

"Munkustrap, I don't know what to say..other than.." His voice cracked and I pushed my eyes open again. "There is nothing we can do."

End Chapter 3

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