Neptune pt. 2: Macavity’s Revenge
By TantomileKitty
Macavity had pounced, and landed right between Neptune
and Misto. He growled at them. “Aww, what a cute couple…too bad the bitch
won’t be part of it anymore!” He slashed out at Neptune’s face, but Misto
blocked it with a powerful wall of magic. Misto wasn’t large, but
he had enough magic power to stop an entire army, or at least he thought.
That power was about to be tested.
Macavity had brought his entire army of henchrats and strays
with him, to be sure that Neptune would either join him or die resisting.
Then the fight broke out. He would yell commands such as “dodge that claw!”
and “get him out of the way!” Meanwhile, Misto was trying to help
Neptune while trying to stay alive at the same time. They were both
getting beat on, but they would not quit until Macavity left, or was killed.
Neptune was dodging around, killing a henchrat while dodging a stray’s
outstretched claws. She was trying to get to the center of the semi-circle,
where Macavity was. She saw a mob of rats surround Misto, and she
went to go help him. That’s why she never saw the paw that plunged her
world into milky blackness.
When she awoke, she saw that all the rats and cats were still
fighting Misto, but he was starting to slow down. Just when she went
to get up and help him, she felt a clawed paw keep her down. It was
not Macavity; on the contrary, it was Munkustrap. “You must stay
down, Neptune. Macavity has hurt you badly, and getting up may kill
you.” and with that, he bounded into the raging battle of good and bad.
She had realized as soon as she had woken up that she hurt
all over. Now as she struggled into a sitting position, she looked herself
over. She took mental notes of all the wounds she saw. Hmm…slashed
shoulder, not too bad; bitten leg…must have been a rat; I don’t see anything
vital- She stopped in mid sentence as she noticed that her chest was deeply
slashed halfway open. It was a grisly sight; she didn’t particularly
want to look at it, but she knew she had to, to see just how bad it really
was. She took a deep breath and slowly poked the wound with her paw.
It felt like a living hell to her, but she wanted to know how deep, how
bloody, and how bad. She felt in between the slash marks and noted
that she could feel her ribcage, her lungs, and her heart. That was
really bad. Macavity must have slashed her ribs so hard a few had
snapped, exposing her heart to the world. She had formed Macavity’s
next plans in her mind: Kill off Misto and Munku, come over and stick a
claw in her heart. She had to stop him from doing that. When
she saw that Macavity was in her sights, she let out a powerful lightning
bolt. It struck him on the arm, and he just shook it off. As soon
as he was in her sights again, she struck another one, even more powerful,
that struck him in the chest. Her last sights were Misto zapping
the hell out of the army of rats, Munku killing one last stray, and Macavity
falling to the ground. I guess we won… she thought dreamily, as she
closed her eyes.
“Munku, hurry, get me Jenny’s needle! We need to be faster!
I don’t want to lose her!” Neptune heard Jellylorum’s voice waft into her
head. It sounded far off and distant, like she was talking into a big tunnel.
“We are hurrying, Jelly, but this might no even work!” That was Munkustrap’s
voice; it too sounded distant. She shook all thoughts out of her head and
went to sleep.
“Neptune? Neptune? Please wake up…come on…you’re better now…”
Misto’s voice fluttered into her head like a little butterfly. But
something was strange about his voice, it was clear, and somewhat worried
sounding. “Neptune? Think something, anything, into my mind!”
She thought out to him, “Misto…I hurt all over…where am I?” “Neptune,
you’re in the junkyard, in my pipe…you’re in a coma…” She then became worried
like she was never worried before. “Misto, am I going to die? I don’t
want to die yet! We’re not even mated yet…I’m too young…” “Tune,
you’re not going to die…you just need a chance to rest your body before
you can go back into the world again…” He sounded very sincere, yet somewhat
wavery, like he really didn’t know the outcome of her life. “If I do go,
just tell Pouncival that I’m sorry I took his tin can, and tell Munku I’m
sorry for acting out so often, and Jenny that I’m sorry for clawing her
rat’s crocheting project, and-“ “Tune, you’re not going to die!
Just believe that, and it won’t happen.” Misto sounded fierce, like
Neptune had never heard from his mouth. “I’ve got to go to the others.
I’ll see you later, Tune.” And with that, his thought line ended.
Neptune thought to herself, he’s right. I just need some rest, and
I’ll be fine…I hope
Neptune woke up with a start. She was very tired and
still hurt, but she was alive. And she smelled fish somewhere.
“Misto? Munku? Jenny, Jelly? I’m alive!” Misto ran into the
pipe, followed by Munku, Jenny, and Jelly. Misto embraced her in
a tight hug. “Ow, ow, ow, Misto, let go! It hurts!” He
let go, and inquired, “Are you hungry? We found a nice salmon, and
I’m cooking it for dinner-” She cut him off. “Misto, how long was
I in a coma? I’m starving!” He sighed. “You were in a
coma for almost a whole week. I can understand your hunger.”
He disappeared, and reappeared carrying a huge salmon. He magicked
off the whole head and gave it to Neptune. “That shold hold you off
for a while.”
It was the night off the Jellicle ball. Everyone was
dancing and just generally having a good time with themselves and their
mates. Then the music stopped, and Misto came over to Neptune, and
asked, “Neptune, would you be my mate?” She quickly answered.
“Yes!”
The End…Or is it?
