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A Heart of Silver [Part 3]

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Bombalurina and Demeter were in a dark room, with some rusty bars on the window. This was their past all over again. Bombalurina was sitting on the floor while Demeter tried to force open the door. It was old so maybe she could manage to bust it down.

 

Demeter grunted as she ran into the door. Bombalurina looked at her angrily, “As If that’s going to help!” She snarled.

 

“Well it’s better then sitting on my lazy butt and feeling sorry for myself!” She shot back. It went silent as the two glared at one another. Demeter frowned, “I’m sorry.”

 

Bombalurina looked at the dirty wooden ground underneath her, “Me too.”

 

Demeter turned back to the door and started pulling and pushing against it, “But we really need to find a way out of here.” She could only imagine what Macavity was going to do to them. Soft footsteps went past the door in a hurry. Demeter banged on the door, “Hey! Hey help!”

 

Bombalurina was trying not to get made at Demeter but it was hard when she did stupid little things like that, “Do you honestly think a Hench will let us out?”

 

Demeter looked over at her. She was right. As if they were getting out of there with a henches help. She went and sat beside Bombalurina. Being even near Macavity’s territory made her nervous so you could imagine how afraid the golden queen was.

 

The doorknob shifted and the queens looked over in fear. The door creaked open. Bombalurina’s heart was pounding so hard Demeter could hear it. Demeter was shaking and clutched Bombalurina’s hand in her own. They sat terrified as the door opened.

 

Munkustrap ran through the Junkyard tripping over junk. He didn’t know where he was running or whom he was running to. He just needed to find help. Old Deuteronomy could help. That’s perfect! He ran to the tire, praying that he could help.

 

Old Deuteronomy stood on the tire, speaking to a few Jellicles. Munkustrap ran to the foot of the tire and looked up at the wise leader, “Old Deuteronomy!”

 

The older cat looked down at the distressed silver tabby. “Yes Munkustrap?” Jellylorum, Tugger and Jennyanydots were sitting talking with Deuteronomy before Munkustrap had come.

 

“Something terrible happened!” He paused to take a breath, “Macavity kidnapped Bombalurina and Demeter.”

 

“What?” Jennyanydots looked at him in horror. Old Deuteronomy had the same expression as she did.

 

“Oh nice going Mr. Protector.” Tugger scoffed.

 

“Shut up!” Munkustrap snapped back.

 

“Stop it!” Jenny interrupted, “We need to focus on the queens right now.” Tugger shot Munkustrap a look, and he shot one back. Deuteronomy shook his head at the two. “We’ll need to get them back.” Jenny added.

 

“I’ll go get some help.” Jelly suggested standing up.

 

“No,” Munkustrap stopped her, “I need to save them. It’s my fault.”

 

“You can’t go alone.” Jelly frowned.

 

“That’s true, so I’ll go with him.” Tugger stood up smiling. Maybe he could look like a hero and get Bomba to ditch Munkustrap.

 

“That’s very bold of you Tugger.” Deuteronomy smiled. He knew Tugger wouldn’t just do something like that for nothing, but he didn’t mind. Tugger didn’t usually jump up at the chance to do something for someone else. Munkustrap wasn’t too sure he was ok with him coming. He knew how Tugger felt about Bomba, and it was Tugger’s fault that he hadn’t gone to Bomba first.

 

“Alright, let’s go.” Munkustrap gave Tugger a look. He didn’t hate Tugger before, but now that Munkustrap and Bombalurina were together, things were different. He felt more protective over her. Tugger jumped off the tire and ran off towards the gates. Munkustrap ran after him knowing he wanted to get there first.

 

Macavity stood in the doorway watching the two queens clinging to one another. He had so much going through his mind; he thought he might as well have his fun then. He could whenever he wanted now. He took one step and Demeter screamed. Bombalurina put a hand over the queen’s mouth.

 

“Shhh!” Bomba hissed.

 

“Why!” Demeter whispered back tears streaming.

 

“Macavity loves hearing you scream you moron! Isn’t that obvious?” She growled. Macavity continued walking towards the two. Demeter trembled. He reached down and grabbed Demeter by the wrist. She held in her scream and took a swipe at Macavity. It went across his nose and across his open eye. He yelled in pain and flung both hands to his face.

 

“Go!” Bomba screamed grabbing Dem by the wrist and running out of the room. The two raced down the hallway and down the stairs. It had been so long since they had been in there that they didn’t know where to go.

 

Munkustrap ran into the building with Tugger right behind him. Munkustrap had stopped running and looked around the dirty warehouse. Up or downstairs? It didn’t take long to pick once Demeter flew down the stairs right into Munkustrap. Bombalurina ran behind her and saw that Demeter had knocked Munkustrap right off his feet.

 

“Bomba! I’ll save you!” Tugger nearly yelled and picked her up.

 

“What? No! I don’t need-” By then Tugger was already running with her in his arms. Munkustrap glared as he saw Tugger run off with Bombalurina. He picked up Demeter gently and ran after him.

 

Macavity soon came to the doorway and saw Munkustrap running with Demeter in his arms. Macavity glared at them through his one eye, since he had his hand over the other. He growled darkly. Someone was going to die.

 

Tugger ran into the junkyard carrying Bomba. “Tugger put me down this instant!” She snapped angrily. He slowed down and set her down gently on the ground.

 

“How about a kiss for your rescuer?” He smirked.

 

“You wish.” She glared at him, Munkustrap ran beside Tugger still carrying Tugger. He set down Dem and was immediately taken by Bomba who kissed him. Tugger watched in hatred.

 

Munkustrap broke the kiss and blushed at Bomba, “Perhaps… we could go elsewhere for that?”

 

She raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I see your tomish side is coming back out?”

 

He scratched the back of his head, “Yeah… I guess…”

 

“Well come along.” She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him behind her.

 

Tugger growled as they left. “Jealous Tugger?” Demeter snickered.

 

“No!” He yelled clenching a fist.

 

Bombalurina and Munkustrap sat in the oven talking. She was sitting with her back against the over and he was lying between her legs on his back letting her rub his chest.

 

“You’re so brave Munkustrap.” She purred, “Coming in and saving Demeter and I like that. You could have gotten yourself killed.”

 

“I didn’t want you to get hurt.” He smiled up at her. She leaned down and kissed him. “Tugger’s jealousy is getting worse.” Munkustrap frowned.

 

“Munkus, you need to stop worrying about Tugger. Who cares if he’s jealous?” She massaged his shoulders, “As if jealousy will make me leave you.”

 

He nodded understanding. He sat up and sat looking out of the oven across the open space of the junkyard. It was nice a quiet and the sun was going down. Night would come soon. “I just don’t want Tugger to get himself hurt because of his own stupid actions.”

 

“That’s nice of you to think about his well being.” She smiled crawling over to him. She grabbing him by the shoulder and forced him on his back. For a strong guy like him he went down pretty fast. She sat on top of him grinning down at him. He smiled up at her, not nervously or anything. Maybe he was getting used to her now. She rested her chest against his and stared at him. He brought his head up and kissed her gently.

 

Tugger watched them coldly from on top of the car. Something wasn’t right about him. He was becoming more aggressive lately, and it seemed to have gotten worse over a couple of hours. His nails dug into the cars paint leaving marks.

 

Macavity silently sat beside Tugger on the car. Tugger turned to see who had sat down and looked at Macavity. He didn’t even care that it was Macavity. He could have cared less. He turned his gaze back to the oven without even saying anything. “Ah. Bombalurina. I can see you are fond of her.”

 

“What do you care?” Tugger growled.

 

“Because you’ve become more like me. Jealousy has made you very angry. Anger is a strength you know.”

 

“It is?” He looked back at Macavity, “How so?”

 

“When you’re angry, you tend to build up a lot of power.” He replied. “I could help you get Bomba. Interested?”

 

Get Bomba? That’s all it took for Tugger to nod. “Wait, what do you want?”

 

“What do I want?”

 

“You obviously want something in return right? Why would you just come to me and ask to help me get Bomba?” Tugger looked at him curiously.

 

“Well Tugger, you’re right. I do want something in return. I want Demeter.”

 

“Demeter?” Tugger made a face, “Why on earth would you want Demeter?”

 

“Why on earth do you want Bomba?”

 

“Why wouldn’t I want Bomba?”

 

“Well, lets see… she’s stubborn, sassy, ignorant…” Macavity started a list.

 

“How would you know that?”

 

“I was with her. She was my mate awhile back.”

 

“You got Bomba pregnant?” Tugger exclaimed.

 

Macavity nodded, “Although… she killed the kitten.” Macavity replied, “She hated knowing that he was apart of me.”

 

“But she mated with you. Why would she hate the kitten if she allowed you to mate with her?” Tugger questioned.

 

“She didn’t let me. I raped her.” Macavity smirked.

 

Tugger felt ill when he thought about. Raping was disgusting. He would never rape Bombalurina. Would he? He didn’t think he would. Ever. “You raped her?”

 

“She left me no choice. She refused me.” Macavity brought his hand through his knotted fur, “She liked me in the beginning but… she started hating me after she knew I had Demeter locked up.”

 

“You what?” Tugger’s eyes grew wider, “You had Demeter locked up?”

 

Macavity nodded again, “Why do you think Demeter’s so jumpy? Now do you want my help or not?” Although Macavity was evil, and everything he had just told him had made him think this was wrong and sick, he shook the ginger tom’s hand. “Excellent.”

 

It was dark, and had an odd smell to it. Tugger hadn’t gotten far in the warehouse last time he came, but now he was right in Macavity’s room. Macavity was sitting at his desk speaking to him. “So Tugger… you want Bombalurina, correct?”

 

Tugger nodded, suddenly feeling very nervous, “Yeah.”

 

“I can get her, and bring her here, but it will take time, for planning and such. But first, you need to be trained to act more… like me per say.”

 

“Like you? Why do I need to be more like you?” He questioned.

 

“So you can be more powerful, more demanding, and of course getting your demands when you demand it.”

 

“I don’t want to demand anything of Bomba.” He frowned, “I just want her to be my mate.”

 

“That clearly doesn’t work. She’s feisty; you need to be able to stand that. Plus her violent past.”

 

“Violent?”

 

“Didn’t I tell you she killed her kit? You should see some of the scares she left one me.” Macavity smirked. “Trust me Tugger, with your looks and my help, no one will be able to resist or escape you.”
 

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