Phantomess of the Jellicles
By Lightspeed
Chapter 3
Macavity was always favored by his father. He was into trouble and worse than his own parent. He always tried to deceive humans that he wasn't at the scene of the crime. And his father liked that.
Winter remembered that one night when all her world was broken.
The family was at home, except for father and Macavity. The three other kittens were at their mother's feet as she taught them their lessons for their studies. A storm whistled and raged outside, but they curled up together by the hearth and paid close attention.
Then, all of a sudden, the door burst open and a gang of Toms stepped in. Winter's mother screamed curses at them until a ginger tabby strode in beside his father. "Hello mother. I see you have your little favorites. Can't wait to see them dead... like you." With that Macavity reached out and slashed across his own mother's face and neck. She tried to fight but one more blow finished her silently.
Now Macavity turned on his siblings. "Oh, now who's gonna protect you guys?" A wicked grin shone and he grasped Peaches (his littlest sister) by the neck and snapped the life out of her. The gang laughed. Macavity got a smile of approval from his living parent.
Then he advanced on Winter. She was a good head taller than him and swifter, but she was, to put it mildly, a lover not a fighter. He circled her. "Ah, my eldest sibling of the litter. I make you an offer. Winter scoffed at this.
Macavity gave her a good smack. "Shut up! You can work with me or die end up like your precious mother."
Winter shook her head. "Wasn't she your mother too? Did you hate your family for no reason?" She was answered by two Toms pinning her against the wall. "get of you little-" she finished with some pretty bad words I dare not repeat.
Winter wiggled and threw herself until she was able to become free of their grasps. She dashed out the door and out into her name's night. WinterLite heard the Toms chasing her but they would never catch her in this weather and her own endurance.
She ran for who knew how long and how far. She then learned to survive out in the city as she wondered from place to place. Never sleep in the same place twice; eat if you see food; and make sure no one is following. Her rules kept her alive for a year, more or less until she stumbled across a new yard.
"Good. New place that looks like I can stay." she thought. Barking unexpectedly filled her ears as a huge Pollicle leaped at her. Winter was quick but now she was tired and hungry and surprised. Those Pollicle teeth bit her paw and she raced off. Her paw became slightly infected and pain filled every step of every moment.
When Bombalurina found her, Winter was frightened that this new Cat would hurt her. But the Everlasting cat must've been smiling down on her because Bom had helped cure, named, bring her into the tribe, AND become her new mother. Bom did think she was a Kitten despite her length, since Winter was rather young looking... not that she really cared or minded. But Winger wanted to thank her and couldn't since her voice hadn't been used in many months.
Winger now was now back to date. She rolled over and tried to go to sleep. She had want she wanted from life and didn't want her horrid memories ruin the Ball. Once asleep, the silver Cat Queen's dreams were occupied with better memories of Mother's face and gentle, wise words.