AN: Okay Jellicles here is the deal, this is a rewrite of my first fanfiction Two Tails. I have changed some things in the story line, added more detail, and in my opinion made it a little better to understand and things like that. So if you have read my original version of Two Tails, please reread this because things are different, and I would like to know your opinions like if it was any better than it was before, or if I am just totally waisting my time with rewriting it. As I said before this is a rewrite of my original first fanfic Two Tails so please do not think I stole the story. Thanks Jellicles and enjoy!

- Mistoffelees980

Full Summary: Story of Mistoffelees and Alonzo's journey through life. It has all the hard, happy, sad, and fun times in their life. They finally get things to how they want it and then both their lives get turned upside down by two queens. Mistoffelees and Victoria; Alonzo Cassandra

Disclaimer: I do not own Cats or any of its characters; everything belongs to Andrew Lloyd Webber, T.S. Eliot, and The Really Useful Group. The only characters that I own are Mystal, Jade, and Jazzy.

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Chapter One: The End

"It's not true." The petite black and white queen stated softly to herself, as her deep chocolate brown eyes widen with shock at what she was just told. "Are you sure? I mean are you absolutely positive?" She then questioned a little louder so that the queen in her company could hear her.

"Yes Mystal, I am sure of it. I have been in this business for a long time. I know the signs." The plump gray haired queen answered her placing a paw onto Mystal's thin white shoulder.

"Well then I guess I should go tell everyone the news." Mystal stated softly as she slowly turned around and walked out of the small room and into long crowded hallway. As she walked to the room where she knew her mate would be, her small white paws left prints on the old dusty floor. After a while of weaving and working her way down the narrow hallways the amount of cats she came across became less and less, and before she knew it she was standing in front of a large door. Just as Mystal was about to raise her shaky paw to knock on the door a deep voice answered from the other side.

"Come in."

At hearing the command Mystal slowly place her paw on the door and pushed. When she entered the large dimmed room the first thing she saw was the outline of a large tom sitting highly on a mountain of old blankets and pillows. As she walked slowly toward the vague figure his appearance became more noticeable. He was a large longhaired ginger tom with wild streaks of red dancing through out his untamed pelt. His large black emotionless eyes stared directly through Mystal causing a shiver to run the length of her spine.

"Well" the ginger tom started as he jumped lightly to the ground and headed toward Mystal. "What do you need to talk to me about?" He continued as he reached the small black and white queen and wrapped her in his arms.

"Macavity" Mystal said and then paused not knowing where to begin.

"What is it darling?" Macavity asked as he pulled his mate out of the embrace they had been holding and looked into her eyes as if searching for an answer. When he found none he spoke again. "You know you can tell me baby. Now come on what is it?"

"Macavity…I am pregnant." The shy queen answered as she turned away from the large tom and faced the wall. When Macavity didn't speak Mystal continued.

"Look Macavity I know he wasn't planed like Alonzo was, but think about it." Mystal pleaded into the dusty wall when her mate made no answer. All of a sudden a large paw was placed on her thin white shoulders and soft moist lips met the rim of her ear.

"What is there to think about Mystal…" Macavity whispered but stopped when he felt Mystal's shoulders tense under his paw. He knew he made a mistake by using her full name. He only used her full name when he became angry or unsure of things. "Myst" he began softly again feeling her shoulders relax underneath his paw already. "What I was saying was what is there to think about? We have a new member to our family on the way and think about it, it will give Alonzo someone to play with." Macavity finished as he lightly kissed his mate at the base of her ear. When Mystal heard this the small white and black queen turned around to face Macavity.

"But are you okay with this?" She asked as she looked up at her mate who was staring down at her.

"Yes, I am totally fine. I am more than fine. Actually, I am kind of excited." The ginger cat purred as he leaned down and kissed Mystal softly on the lips.

"Ewww." A soft voice stated causing the two cats to pull apart. When they did they stared at the black and white splotched kitten standing in the doorway.

"Alonzo, what did your mother and I tell you to do before always entering a room?" Macavity asked his son hoping to bring back the memory of that lesson.

"To always knock before entering." Alonzo answered in a defeated voice and Macavity and Mystal smiled knowing they had won.

"That's right." Mystal stated. "Now why don't you go back to playing your games and let me and your father talk." The black queen finished as she lightly patted the splotched kitten's bottom twice motioning him toward the door.

"Okay Mummy." The kitten sighed as he ran out the large door, down the hall, and out of sight.

"So…where were we?" Macavity stated in a seductive tone as he once again wrapped his long, thin, muscular arms around his mate and came in to kiss her again. Mystal just laughed and pushed Macavity's face away. When she removed her paw from his face the biggest frown was plastered to it.

"We were discussing a rather important matter before that started." Mystal pointed out to her mate who now had his face back into a small smile.

"We are finished discussing. I told you that I was totally fine with the fact." Macavity meowed as Mystal nodded her head and a smile danced across her face flashing off her sharp white teeth.

"Good." She said as she kissed Macavity once and then glided out the door.

Eight Months Later

"Dad, Dad come quick!" Alonzo hollered throughout the warehouse's halls. "Dad, Dad!" he continued to holler as he ran at full speed with his eyes going crazy to try and find the large ginger tom that he was calling.

"Alonzo?" Not even a second after the kitten had heard his name, he saw his father appear at the end of the long hallway with a puzzled look on his face. "Alonzo, what in Heaviside is going on?"

"Dad, hurry up! Come on!" the splotched kitten continued to yell to Macavity.

"Alonzo please stop yelling it is late and you are going to wake…" Macavity started but was cut off once again by his son.

"It's Mum," was all Alonzo could reply before he turned and ran off in the other direction. At hearing this the large ginger tom followed his son without question to a room just around the corner at the end of the hallway. When he entered the room his deep black eyes widened in disbelief. There, lying on a pile of blankets in the middle of the small dark room was Mystal and by her side was a tiny black … fur ball.

"Oh hello darling," Mystal purred lovingly when she noticed her son and mate enter.

"Is everything okay?" Macavity questioned his mate looking a tad confused.

"Yes, now it is." Mystal replied lovingly to the large tom.

"I thought you said she needed me and was in trouble." Macavity said angrily turning to his son.

"She…she told me to get you. She was…she was screaming and everything, so I figured she was in pain." The young splotched tom kit answered shakily, for fear of what his father would say, or worse do next. As Macavity opened his mouth to tell Alonzo something, Mystal spoke up.

"Dear relax, I was going into labor and I wanted you here. Alonzo was the only one with me so I sent him out to fetch you. He had a reason to rush you, for as you can see even at the pace you came you missed it." The petite black queen stated tiredly as she nudged the little bundle of black fur next to her causing Macavity and Alonzo's eyes to drift over.

"Is that…" Macavity started before Alonzo shouted with glee cutting him off.

"My little brother!!" the splotched tom kit hollered jumping up and down, and then running to his mother's side.

"That's him?" Macavity asked his mate with a hint of disappointment to his voice.

"Yes Macavity, this is your son Quaxo." Mystal announced proudly. Then noticing that the look on Macavity's face hadn't changed she continued to speak. "Is there something wrong Dear?" She questioned him.

"It's just…he's so small." The large ginger tom softly stuttered out.

"Well of course he is small Daddy, he's a kitten." Alonzo stated as his loud voice broke back into the conversation and he rubbed Quaxo's head softly.

"Yes Alonzo I know he is a kitten, but I mean even for a kitten he is small." Macavity told his son who was no longer paying attention to anyone but the young black and white kitten curled at his mother's side.

"But I am very petite Macavity. He just takes after me." Mystal pointed out to the large tom.

"That's true. You said his name was Quaxo?" The ginger tom asked.

"Yes." Mystal replied softly.

"I like it." Macavity declared to his mate.

"Me too." Alonzo who was sitting next to a sleeping Quaxo stated loudly.

Just then Quaxo started to squirm, which for the first time allowed Macavity to tell he was really a kitten and not just a fur ball. As the little kitten wiggled about it made his fur pattern very noticeable.

"Look Mummy!" Alonzo shouted excitedly pointing at the kitten, "He has a white face and chest just like you!"

"You're right honey he does, except Quaxo's white from his chest doesn't run over his shoulders like mine does." Mystal stated watching her youngest son continue to squirm, and then stretch his small paws into the air three white followed by one black.

"Oh and look Mum, he has white paws like you. Well, they aren't all white but most of them are." The splotched tom kit purred as he pointed out another similarity between his mother and brother.

"Yes he does, doesn't he? All his paws but the front left paw is white. Oh but look, he has a white tipped tail. There is something I don't have." Mystal stated to her excited son.

"Yeah, but he has white tipped ears like you Mummy." Alonzo stated pointing out yet another similarity.

"Yes he does. You are right again honey." Mystal stated to Alonzo.

As his mate and son continued to play their little matching game Macavity just stared at his new son. There was something about him that was different, but Macavity couldn't quite put his finger on it. Was it because the kitten was still very young? He just couldn't tell, but there was something different about this kitten and Macavity was going to find out what.

A few weeks passed and Quaxo's eyes had opened allowing the young kitten to run around and explore his home. Alonzo also enjoyed having someone to play with who wouldn't get tired after the first ten minutes. Everyone was getting along well with Quaxo, well almost everyone. As Quaxo grew Macavity's knowledge of what made Quaxo different also grew. When Macavity realized just what his son was he knew he had to take care of it and take care of it fast for he didn't want anything to threaten him in being the most powerful conjurer in London. So coming up with a plan he decided to solve his problem by removing his potential threat, and just as Macavity planned everything would go just about according to plan.

"Hon' I am sorry to bother you." Mystal purred softly as she poked her white face through the door to Macavity's office, and finding the large tom resting lazily on his mound of blankets and pillows.

"It's fine dear, what is it that you need?" He asked turning his head, and scanning her face with his eyes.

"I have to run and pick up a few things, so I wont be back till later." The petite queen stated softly.

"Okay." The large ginger tom stated bluntly.

"Well, I need you to keep an eye on Alonzo and Quaxo. They should be fine, but if you could just keep and eye and ear open for them." Mystal meowed waiting for her mate's response.

"Yes, of course Darling." Macavity purred grinning with a sly smile as he waved bye. "See you in a little bit." He called as Mystal began to exit.

"Yes, in a little bit. I love you, and don't forget to check on them every once and a while. Quaxo is still sleeping, so just make sure that he is still breathing sometimes…okay." She purred and then sauntered down the hall to the exit of the warehouse.

"Time to get to work." Macavity mumbled to himself as he slowly moved his large ginger body off the pile he was laying on and out the door. As he walked to the room where his son Quaxo slept he passed Alonzo.

"Hi Dad!" Alonzo called noticing his father's large figure at the end of the hallway.

"Good morning Alonzo. How are you?" Macavity asked his eldest son.

"I am board. Quaxo is still sleeping, and Mum left for a little while so I have no one to play with." The black and white splotched tom kit complained.

"Aw, well I am sure your day will get better. I know mine certainly will." Macavity purred the sly smile reappearing on his long face. "Why don't you just go and play in your room, and when Quaxo wakes up you can play with him." The ginger tom suggested trying to get rid of Alonzo.

"Okay Daddy. That's a good idea." The splotched tom kit meowed as he bounced back down the hallway and around the corner.

Macavity slowly slinked behind his son, but turned off the path when he reached Quaxo's room. When he opened the large door it squeaked slightly. Wincing at the sound he glanced over at Quaxo's still sleeping, but squirming form on a small pile of blankets. Not wanting to make any more noise and wake Quaxo, Macavity decided to just slip through the little crack that he had already made. The room was slightly darker than the hallway was; the only light source was a small, narrow window near the ceiling where the morning sun shone through. As Macavity slinked towards his son he tripped over an old raged teddy bear that he remembered Mystal's older brother giving them when they told him the news of having a kitten. Macavity kick the bear to the side of the small room and cursed under his breath. He did not want to wake Quaxo, so taking his eyes off his paws and peeking over towards the little kitten that was now squirming.

"Mum…Mummy?" A sleepy voice called and Macavity slowly walked over to his son.

"Mum is not here right now. She left for a little while." Macavity told his son in a fatherly voice, for he did not want to let Quaxo know anything was wrong. At saying this he saw two small white tipped black ears poke out from under a dirty, light blue baby blanket, followed by two sleepy back eyes on a yawing white face.

"Good morning Daddy." Quaxo purred softly once his eyes adjusted and he was able to make out the vague form in front of him.

"Morning Quaxo." Macavity smiled and moved in closer.

"Daddy," Quaxo began as he stood up, shook himself off, and walked over to meet Macavity. "Is 'lonzo awake yet?" The little tuxedo kitten asked as he purred and snuggled into Macavity's large white chest.

"You know what…he is up Quaxo, but not that he will be able to help you." Macavity stated in a cold, hard voice and grabbed Quaxo by the scruff of the neck.

"Daddy what are…" and before Quaxo could finish he was struck across the face by a large ginger paw that now held a few drops of blood. At the strong blow colliding with his face Quaxo yelped out in pain and tears started streaming from his dark eyes. "Daddy what did I do?" Quaxo asked through the sobs before his father threw him to the ground. At the impact of the cold, concrete floor Quaxo let out a small whimper.

"Lets just say… you got in the way." Macavity laughed as he prowled toward Quaxo, who was backing away in fear. Before Quaxo could get his paws to move any faster he was kicked in the stomach by Macavity's large paw.

"Daddy why are you doing this?" The small tuxedo asked between coughing sobs. Macavity didn't answer; instead he just picked Quaxo's trembling body up in his large paws and stared at the helpless kitten. Then, with a voice covered in venom he stated,

"Because I can!" and with that he flung Quaxo into the wall, watching the small kitten's body go limp. Knowing that the problem was not yet fully resolved he slinked over to his unconscious son to give the final blow.

Alonzo who was playing a few rooms over heard all the noise coming from his brother's room and became curious. So the black and white tom kit quickly padded down the hall to check on Quaxo. When he reached the door to his brother's room he noticed it was cracked, so peeking in he asked in a playful voice,

"Quaxo what are you…" but he stopped short when he noticed Macavity standing over his motionless brother.

"What are you doing here?" Macavity asked angrily as he whipped around to face Alonzo.

"What's wrong with Quaxo?" The tom kit asked as he padded further into the room.

"Quaxo is fine, now go back to your games Alonzo!" Macavity roared mad that his perfect plan was being delayed. Alonzo just stared questioningly at Macavity and then raced quickly to his brother's side. Macavity cursed under his breath knowing that his time was running out and that Mystal would be back any minute. When Macavity turned around to face Alonzo he saw him crouching next to Quaxo desperately trying to wake him up. "Alonzo get out!" Macavity screamed his patience growing thin.

"No, if you want Quaxo then you have to go through me." Alonzo told the large ginger tom in front of him and crouched into a pouncing position. At seeing his son's efforts Macavity just laughed, knowing that he could defeat Alonzo just as easily.

"Alonzo, I am going to give you one last chance to get out of here." Macavity snarled.

"No, I am his big brother, so I am supposed to watch out for him." The black and white kit hollered back.

"Very well then." Macavity hissed as he lowered himself into a pouncing position ready to strike. Alonzo hissed at the large tom baring his set of perfect white fangs. At this Macavity laughed and thought to himself, 'This is going to be to easy.' The large ginger tom then quickly pounced into the air, but to his surprise he was knocked right back down. Stunned the large ginger tom who was now face first into the cement floor looked up and stared wide eyed at his mate Mystal who was standing protectively in front of her kits. She had her thin black white tipped ears pinned against her head, her silky black pelt was standing on end making her look twice her size, and she was baring her razor sharp teeth daring Macavity to make another move. "Mystal…sweetheart, it's not what it looks like." Macavity slurred out through clenched teeth.

"Shut-up Macavity! Don't you dare even try to get out of this one. I caught you red pawed. Now I am going to give you one chance. One chance Macavity! Walk out right now, and go and blow off your steam somewhere else. Cause I'll be damned if you are going to take it out on my kittens. For goodness sakes, your own sons Macavity!" The petite black and white queen hollered venomously to her mate. Macavity stared looking his mate in her deep chocolate brown eyes and found nothing but hate and anger. All hint of the sweet queen he knew was absent. Mystal also stared down Macavity and noticed all the kindness and comfort she used to see in him was gone. He was a demon. He was a monster. He was not her mate.

Another tense second of silence passed, and then Macavity pounced his mate knocking her roughly to the floor. His large paws wrapped around her thin throat blocking her airway, and causing her to start coughing rapidly. Alonzo who was witnessing the whole fight sucked in a breath and closed his eyes not wanting to see what was going to happen next. Luckily Mystal was able to pull her small legs in-between her and Macavity and find enough strength in her to kick him off. Gasping for air Mystal rose to her white paws, and stood staring at Macavity trying to figure out what his next move would be. At hearing Macavity hit the floor Alonzo cracked one eye lid to see what was going on, and tried to close them again when he saw what was unfolding before him, but found himself unable. Taking the free second that she had Mystal turned to Alonzo,

"Run Alonzo, get Quaxo out of here. Get somewhere safe." Alonzo unable to find his voice just nodded his head twice rapidly, and then grabbed Quaxo by the scruff of the neck. As he ran for the door Macavity stepped in front of him causing Alonzo to come to a halt. Then without any warning Macavity was thrown back into the wall. Alonzo looked back at his mother who stood with her arms raised and purple sparkles dancing around her paws. "Go Alonzo." She said again before she yelped out in pain as a bolt of lightning hit her square in the chest knocking her to the floor. Alonzo stood in horror to scared to move as he watched the large tom advance with red sparkling paws toward the small, injured queen lying on the floor with a paw clutching her chest. As Macavity raised his paws Mystal's eyes widened and she hollered, "Run!" Snapping out of his trance Alonzo turned and bolted out the door. Before he was even at the end of the hallway a loud yelp filled the halls followed by a loud menacing laugh. Alonzo blink a few times trying to clear his eyes from the tears that were starting to form; for he knew that he would never see his mother Mystal again.

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