A Cat's Story

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A Cat's Story

Postby Baron von Gosu » Wed Sep 23, 2015 8:07 pm

What follows is an original short story written by Baron von Gosu.

Wake up.
Reluctantly he opened his eyes. He was right, nothing had changed. The cage door was still closed, the stench of hundreds of others still clung to him no matter how he buried his nose in his arms, and the constant jabbering of his neighbors was still loud as all get out. The dishes in the far corner of his cage were still empty and would be until the short fat man returned at some point later in the day. He yawned and curled back up into a ball preparing to go back to sleep when the big door burst open.
The short fat man walked in, bringing an uproar from the others all over the pen. Behind him was a tall woman with a silvery mane, cold blue eyes, and an odd stale smell that he couldn’t place. As they walked up the row toward him he noticed that her lips were small and taut with tiny lines of wrinkles dotting her upper lip. She stopped to peer through the cages as her hands coiled around the wire cage doors like serpents. When they reached his cage she stopped and leaned in to look closer at him.
For a moment he met her eyes and felt a bit of a jump in her mood as she checked him over. Pretending not to care about the tall woman he turned his head around and rested his chin on his arms and closed his eyes.
When she spoke to the short fat man he kept his eyes closed and pretended not to notice. He then heard the lock on his cage click open and heard the squeal of the door being opened.
He opened his eyes quickly enough to see the serpent fingers close in around him and pull him toward her. The jolt of her fingers digging into his stomach made him wriggle around in her grip. As he moved the serpents squeezed tighter, allowing her claws to also pierce into him and make him cry out in pain.
The short fat man said something to the tall woman. His eyes held the slightest hint of fear. She responded nastily to the short fat man, and as if to emphasize whatever she said, she shook him in her hands.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ boy.”
Boy. What does boy mean?
He didn’t know. Nor did he really care. All he wanted was to be put back in his cage where the serpents wouldn’t be able to cut on him anymore.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall woman said as she turned to face him. The man’s face grew solemn and he shook his head.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.”
“_ _ _ _ _ _!” The woman demanded angrily. Her mood spiked made her claws dig in even deeper making him squeal in pain. He gazed up painfully at the woman’s face, which peered back at him with annoyance. She then roughly shoved him back into the cage hitting his head off the door as she pushed.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ _.”
He huddled in the far back of his cage and watched the woman’s scowl grow each time the short fat man spoke. Whatever they were discussing she didn’t like it one bit. For the first time since coming here he kind of felt bad for the short fat man. Her stench and voice were as hard as her serpents. Even he couldn’t stand to be all that close to her, and he was one of her.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cat _ _ _!” The tall woman yelled.
The short fat man for a second time shook his head, and to both his and the woman’s surprise gestured toward the big door. The tall woman whirled around and glared at him behind his cage. Before he even knew it he felt a growl rumbling in his throat. The tall woman smiled.
He waited a long time after they were gone before he stopped pressing himself against the back wall. As the noise over the others slowly quieted down he was able to curl back into a ball and fall into a light doze. He was just on the brink of dreaming when he heard the big door open again.
He sensed the two of them coming back down the hall toward him. The others began their usual hooting and hollering, but he stayed where he was with his eyes half closed. The sound of the footsteps moving down the hall stopped in front of his cage.
He opened his eyes and saw the woman’s face pressed up against the cage door with a sickening smile on her lips.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” she said through a vile smile.
She reached up and clicked back the lock on his cage and opened the door. He tried to moved back in his cage but the serpents were quick and nabbed him. As she pulled him out he tried to see if the short fat man may be nearby to try and stop her, but he wasn’t. His smell was equally mixed with the tall woman’s but he wasn’t anywhere in the hall.
As she clutched him roughly against her chest he felt a warm wetness ooze into his fur.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cat. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.”
He tried to struggle in her grip, but she only pressed him harder against her chest. She carried him down the hall and through the main doors. The short fat man’s smell was more powerful out in the next room but again he couldn’t find him. The room was completely empty except for a tall grey maned man standing in the doorway to the building.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _!” The tall man said excitedly. As the tall woman went to walk by him he reached in and stroked his head.
“_ _ _ now!” The tall woman hissed. “_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ home!”
Once they were out the door the sudden explosion of daylight hurt his eyes. He had no idea how long he’d been caged up inside. He could hear the birds chirping and felt a gentle breeze ruffle through his fur.
The tall man ran around the side of their big machine and climbed inside. A second later the big machine started growling as the woman opened her door and got in beside the tall man.
The whole way to wherever they were going the tall woman kept his face flat against her chest, restricting his view solely to the tall man riding next to them. Soon his heart was racing as he grew more and more afraid of what was happening to him. As they rode he could still smell the short fat man but it was getting weaker over time. He tried to call out but the tall woman simply squeezed him tighter and whispered something into his ear.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall man said. “_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ beast.”
‘Beast’ was a word he’d heard many times. He’d often heard the short fat man refer to the others as ‘beast’, and even to himself on occasion. His former tall man used to use that word a lot too before he was thrown away. He remembered being taken into a different big machine then, while it was moving, his tall man had thrown him out the window. The sound of his legs cracking preceded the sensation of agony. The pain was so intense that all he could do was scream and moan.
After a while a short man (boy, he reminded himself) came by and scooped him up off the rocks. Despite the excruciating pain he was able to feel the small boy’s mood as he carried him home. The boy was just as afraid as he was. He never knew they could feel afraid.
A bunch of noise started blaring in the big machine, hurting his ears. He tried to bow his head down into his arms to protect his ears but the tall woman wouldn’t let him. He moaned and tried to move again but was stopped quickly when one of the serpents snapped at his ribs.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall man said softly. The noise then quieted to where it didn’t hurt anymore. He too quieted his moans which made a mood spike in both the tall man and the tall woman. He guessed they wanted him to be quiet.
Sometime later the big machine eventually stopped its growling, and they all got out. He turned his attention to the world around him and didn’t recognize anything. Even the smells were different, which was odd considering most places he had ever been had at least some similar smells. The sight of all the trees and tall grass were exciting yet scary, offering endless possibilities of exploration that he couldn’t help but be intrigued by. The place was also quiet enough for him to hear all the different bird songs clearly.
The tall man went up the steps to the big door of the house. When the door was unlocked he opened it wide enough for the tall woman to slip past and enter the building.
Immediately the same stale stench the woman carried with her wafted over him like a musky cloak. The smell of their kinds’ odor was disgustingly everywhere. The house was also dark on the inside, making it a bit difficult for him to make out the furniture surroundings.
The tall woman waited for the tall man to close the big door before finally setting him down. The second his paws touched the floor he bolted from her grasp and dove under a table at the far end of the room. There he remained for several hours, forcing himself to ignore the bowls of food and milk they left as offerings just outside the protective shell of the table. Eventually the tall man and tall woman gave up and left him alone.
It took a long time to clean the smell of them from his fur. It especially took a while to clean whatever the wetness that had gotten onto him from the tall woman’s coat. Whatever it was had smelled a lot like the short fat man from that place. As horrible as it was to admit, he missed the short fat man. And as the hours of the night drifted on he found himself missing the noise and smell of the others in the row. Sometimes they would smell pretty bad, like when they would go in their cages because the short fat man didn’t let them out or because they weren’t able to bathe themselves well enough to get clean, but never did it smell as badly as this place. Even the vet smelled better.
The vet- it hadn’t taken him long to learn that word. That was the word they used whenever they wanted to let one of their kind poke and prod at everywhere he hurt. Not to mention the vet smelled like every single disgusting smell he could fathom. When the small boy brought him to the vet he remembered blacking out from the pain in his leg after the vet grabbed it. When he woke up the small boy and vet were long gone. In their place was the short fat man, in all his smelly glory.
At some point in the night he slept, and when he did, his dreams drifted to the small boy and the vet standing over him as he lied sprawled out on the table. His leg was wrapped in a tiny white sheet. The small boy stood slightly behind the vet’s shoulder, his eyes moist with tears as he watched the vet shift the bones in his leg.
“Don’t hurt him!” the boy cried out. He reached out to grab the vet’s arm but the vet pushed him back.
“I’m not hurting him. I have to reset his leg or it won’t grow back right.”
I can understand them! Both of them!
“Listen, boy,” the vet said turning away from the table to face him. “If you don’t stop all the fussing I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
“No! I, just, don’t hurt him.”
He couldn’t bear to look at the vet. Instead he kept his gaze down as his serpents took him around his ribs. “I’ll do what I can. I’ve done this many times, you know.”
It was weird being able to make out what they were saying. That had never happened before or ever since. And just as he had felt when the boy picked him up he was worried. Scared even, about how he was. The vet, for the anger in his voice, even shared a tad bit of concern as he worked.
“So,” the man started, “is this your cat?”
“I found him.”
“You found him?”
“Yeah. I’m hoping I can keep him.”
I hope you can keep me too.
Suddenly the scene changed, and he was lying down someplace staring up at the vet, the small boy, and a woman standing a ways away. The boy’s eyes were again flushed with tears and sadness he’d never felt come from one of them before.
What’s wrong? He wanted to ask. Why is he so sad?
Through the pain he tried reaching out to the small boy with whatever rumbling he could muster. His friendly growl was pathetically weak, but he hoped it was enough to tell the boy it was alright. He’d be his if the small boy wanted him.
But then the boy and the woman were gone. The vet came by and checked in on him, leaving a bit of food on a plate.
“Now don’t eat too much or you’ll make yourself sick,” the vet said, his mood hovering beneath a quiet calm.
“I was hoping the boy would take you in,” the vet said stroking him gently as he ate. “Not many young kids would do what he did. You’re a lucky little guy.”
Lucky, yes. That was the other word he had learned. Lucky was what he said. Was that the place they called where the short fat man was?
He woke up the next day to find the tall woman and tall man sitting down on their hands and knees trying to reach him under the table.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ cat,” the woman said through gritted teeth.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the man echoed behind here. “_ _ _ okay _ _ _ _ _.”
He pushed himself back against the wall just out of reach of their serpents. He could feel their moods darken with frustration. When next one of their serpents came near he lashed out and swiped at it with one of his claws. He caught one of them clean in the face, sinking his claw nearly the full way inside.
The tall woman screeched in pain and jolted back hard enough to nearly rip his paw.
“You _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _! _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cat!”
Cat. Am I cat? Is that what they call me?
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cat!” the tall woman commanded while clutching her serpents. Droplets of blood were already trickling from the small wound.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ _ leave _ _ _ alone?”
The woman screamed at him in rage and leapt toward the table. She grabbed the table and toppled it sideways, revealing a clear path to where Cat huddled in fear. He tried to run the moment the table was gone, but the tall man was fast and caught him by the back of the neck. Cat hissed as the man jerked him away from the wall and lifted him by the scruff of his mane.
In desperation he tried to bite the tall man’s serpents but the tall man slapped him hard on his rear end. The blow blinded him with pain, but still he rumbled his throat into a snarl.
“Now _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _! _ _ _ _ _ _!”
The tall woman nodded in approval then turned and left the room. When she came back she had a cloth over the serpent he had clawed open. Feeling her in pain and hating him made him happy. She also brought a second clothe and handed it to the tall man. The tall man went to drape the cloth around his neck.
Now Cat! Get him!
He nipped at the cloth, the feeling of his jaws clicking together sent a spike of fear down the tall man. The tall man hesitated a second before getting the cloth around Cat’s neck and wrapped it around him like a make shift leash. He then grabbed both ends of the cloth and tugged back until he was unable to stifle a moan from the pain.
Why is this happening to me? I want to-
But the pain was too much for him to focus.
“_ _ _ _ _ cat. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ,” the tall man whispered to him. “_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ boy.”
Boy. The small boy. Are they talking about the small boy? Is this where he’d gone?
The tall woman gestured to the tall man to follow her. Together they carried him through the room as he searched for the small boy with what little he could move of his head. He sniffed the whole way up the stairs hoping to get some glimpse of the boy. There wasn’t any.
On the second floor he caught a glimpse of outside. Outside was what they called it. From here he could see the ball slinking down the sky and instantly he thought of the last time he got to run around outside. The whole place was amazing. There were so many smells, so many places to see, and also many big machines that hurt his ears. He could hear their kind moving around and could feel all the different spikes in their moods. Outside was a magical place, he firmly believed. Right now he’d give anything to be there.
At the top of the stairs they turned and went left down the hall to the last door and opened it. Inside was another staircase leading up to a third floor. Up there was even less light then what was in the rest of the house. He noticed they were stumbling into the dark room nearly tripping over themselves. He guessed they didn’t see well in the dark.
A moment later he saw a flick of light from the corner of the room and saw a little stick appear from the dark. The light was on top of the stick and the rest went into some type of holder at the bottom. The tall woman lit several more sticks until he guessed she and the tall man were able to see.
The air in the room was thin and colder then the rest of the house. As the tall man carried him into the center of the room, he saw the weird stuff all over the ground. It was in a similar pattern as the light sticks around the room. The tall woman walked around the sticks and grabbed a big brown cloth from a hook on the wall in the corner and put it on. The big brown cloth was much bigger than she was. She then grabbed a second big brown cloth and brought it over to the tall man.
“_ _ _ _. You _ _ _ _ him _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.”
The tall woman grabbed hold of the cloth around Cat’s neck then took him from the tall man. The tall man put on the big brown cloth.
“_ _ _ him _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall man said as he pulled the sleeves up on his cloth. The tall woman carried him over to the shapes on the floor and set him down in the middle of them.
He felt weird powdery stuff on his paws as the tall woman set him down. When he tried to lick it off the tall woman smacked his head away and spiked angrily with her mood. She pushed down on his mane and pinned his upper body to the floor.
The tall woman turned to look at the tall man.
“_ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _?”
The tall man’s face suddenly went sour. He sensed his struggling did not please the tall woman. He was perfectly happy with that.
“_ _ _ _ go _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _!” She roared at the tall man. The tall man whirled around and went back down the stairs disappearing to the second floor.
With the tall man gone the tall woman turned her attention back to him.
“You_ _ _ _ _ _ _ big _ _ _ _ _ _ the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ cat. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. Yeah,” she said, her voice becoming mockingly cute. “Yeah, I’m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _. Yeah!”
The tall woman reached down and stroked his chest. He could feel her bristle in joy at the feeling of his heart pumping overdrive. The feel of her enjoyment in his being scared made him feel even worse.
The sound of the tall man’s feet on the stairs leading back to the room made him convulse in terror. Somewhere deep in the tall man was a part of him that was lighting up with an excitement he didn’t like one bit. He didn’t understand anything that was happening, or why his fear made them happy. He remembered the small boy and how scared he had been for him. What had happened to small boy? Why didn’t he take Cat? Why?
The tall man crested the top of the stairs. Whatever he was carrying glistened off the flickering light sticks around the tall woman and him. When the tall man reached them he handed the object over to the tall woman who took it with a broad smile.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall woman said exasperated. “The _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ for _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ for all you_ _ _ _ _ and _ _ _ _ _ _ _. We _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ gift _ _ _ your _ _ _ _ _.”
The tall man knelt down beside the tall woman and cupped his hands together in front of him.
“_ _ _ _ _ _ _ our _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the tall man echoed beside the woman.
“Yes, _ _ _ _ us your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ we _ _ _ _ _ _ __ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you to _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.”
The tall woman gestured to the tall man who then held his palm out toward her. While holding the cloth around him in one hand, the woman took the object and slid it carefully over the middle of the tall man’s serpents. When she took away the object, dark colored wetness dribbled down onto his mane. The second he tried to shake it off the tall woman lurched back on the cloth around his neck.
“So _ _ _ us _ _ _ _ _ _ your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ our _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _, so _ _ _ _ we may _ _ _ _ _ _ ourselves. _ _ _ _!”
The tall woman nodded to the tall man who uncupped his hands and reached for the cloth around his neck. Then it happened; the moment he’d been waiting for. As the tall woman went to hand his leash over to the tall man, the serpents gripped relaxed for a split second. With a snarl that surprised even him, he reeled over onto his back and clawed at her serpents with all his might. The sudden movement caught her so off guard that he was able to jump up and catch one of the serpents in his jaws.
The tall woman screamed and flung herself back. The spike of pain and surprise coming from her fueled him to move even faster. The tall man dove for him but this time he was way too quick. He rolled away from the tall man’s serpents and got to his feet. He ducked away from the man’s second attempt to grab him and bumped into one of the flickering sticks. The stick toppled over onto the bottom of the tall woman’s big brown cloth and created a bigger light. As the tall woman shrieked he could feel the heat coming from the growing light on the woman’s big brown cloth. The tall woman ignored the growing light and instead clutched at the object the tall man had given her. He’d never felt such hatred towards him before. Petrified beyond control, it was his instincts that helped him duck away from the tall woman’s mad lunge. The object whiffed past his tail and buried itself into the floor. As the tall woman struggled to pull the object back out, he ran past her toward the door. Just before he got to the stairs, the tall man came barreling down next to him and kicked him in the ribs. He was knocked through the air, knocking over three more flickering sticks before collapsing hard onto his side.
“You little _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _! You’re dead!”
Dead? Dead is bad. I need to get out!
The tall man charged through the hot wisps of more growing lights and kicked his foot out to stomp him into the ground. His ribs pulsing in agony, he jumped to his feet and ran under the foot, narrowly escaping the blow. He ran for the door with both the tall man and tall woman charging after him.
“_ _ _ _ me you _ _ _ _ _ _ the door!” The woman barked at the tall man.
He ran down the steps and was overjoyed at the sight of the door sitting slightly ajar. In mid stride he leapt into the air and threw his weight against the door knocking it the full way open. He ran down the hall, searching for some place to go, but all the doors along the left side of the hall were closed. He ran past the stairs to the only open door at the far right end of the hall.
The tall man and tall woman came out of the stairwell just as Cat was ducking into the room.
“There!” Cat heard the tall woman shout. He felt them pounding down the hall to the room where he’d hidden. They both entered the room and closed the door behind them.
“There!” The tall woman called out in mad laughter. “No _ _ _ _ _ to go now you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ beast! I’m _ _ _ _ _ cut your _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _!”
He found a hiding spot under the bed and huddled tightly as far back as he could go. From where he was he could see their feet moving around the room, opening doors and moving things aside trying to find him. Their mood spikes were raging out of control. It was only a matter of time until they discovered where he’d gone.
As soon as the thought entered his mind he heard one of them drop down to their knees to peer under the bed.
“There you _ _ _!” The tall woman screeched.
The bed above him shrieked in agony as the tall woman climbed a top the mattress.
“Here kitty kitty!” The woman shouted.
He recoiled as the object she had dug out from the floor came through the ceiling above him and stabbed down inches away from his tail. He crawled away from that spot just as a second plunge came off to his left. Repeatedly the tall woman stabbed with the object, each time getting progressively further and further away from where he hid.
“Gonna getcha! Gonna getcha!” The tall woman sang over and over. “Gonna getcha! Gonna getcha!”
He moved over to the end of the bed with his eyes still locked on the ceiling above him. He caught a sudden whiff of the tall man’s smell somewhere nearby and dove further under the bed just as the tall man pounced. He felt the serpents brush across his back legs again narrowly missing.
“_ _ _ _ _ _!” The man yelled as he tried to dig in deeper under the bed for him.
“That’s it!” The woman said getting off the bed. “Let’s _ _ _ _ the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ !”
The tall man gave up with a huff and pulled himself back out from under the bed. For a brief moment the scuffling of their feet stopped. He crawled back to his original hiding spot and waited with his breath caught in his throat.
What... was all he had time to think before the ceiling was ripped up from above him. With the ceiling gone, there was nothing to hide him from the scowling faces of the tall man and tall woman glaring murderously down at him.
“Gonna getcha you shit!” The woman laughed as she and the tall man threw aside the ceiling.
They reached down for him when some loud high pitched noise from somewhere else in the house stopped them. The shrill sound echoed and repeated like a drill in his tiny ears. The two of them looked away from him and glanced at each other in confusion.
“What the…” the tall man began, but the tall woman cut him off.
“It’s the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _! We _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _!”
The tall man spun away from the bed and ran to the door. As soon as the tall man pulled it open, Cat leapt passed the tall woman, and ran out the door at the same time as the tall man.
“What _ _ _!” Half way through he angled his body and rammed himself against the tall man’s knees. The tall man called in surprise as he lost his balance and fell. He tried to get his serpents under him as he went, but he took the opportunity to dive at his serpents and bite down with all his might. The tall man yelled out and pulled his hand away before he could steady himself. The tall man hit shoulder first onto the top of the stairs and under the power of his own momentum rolled down to the bottom.
He ran down after the tall man then leapt over his body as he came to a rest at the bottom of the stairs. He ran through the narrow room and found a small opening under a chair that he squeezed into to hide.
His chest burned with all the panicked running. Carefully he huddled himself as tightly into a ball as he could while he waited to see who might be heading after him. It didn’t take long.
He saw the tall man lying at the bottom of the stairs not moving. A second later the tall woman appeared from the top of the steps. She stopped at the sight of the motionless tall man. She slowly walked toward him, with her hand cupped to her mouth. For the first time he sensed something other then happiness and anger from the tall woman. This time there was only a sorrow so deep it shocked him. They can feel that?
She raised her eyes from the tall man and stared out at the room. Even in the dark Cat felt like her eyes could see him clear as day. He reminded himself their kind doesn’t see well in the dark, but it did little to comfort him. When she came off the stairwell she even moved as if she knew where he was, but at the last second before she got near his hiding spot she veered off to her left and kicked over the table that he had hidden under the night previously. Next she went over to a chair by the window and threw it across the room smashing something out of his line of sight.
“_ _ _ _ _ are you?” She yelled out. Piece by piece she tore through the room, not once paying any attention to the new putrid smell coming from the second floor. By now he could even see the cloud billowing down the staircase creating a tiny yet growing haze over the entire downstairs.
“I’m gonna getcha you damn flea bag! I’m gonna getcha and I’m gonna cut you open and spill you on my floor! You hear me Cat! I’m gonna cut you up bit by bit and watch you die!”
She moved into the next room and continued knocking things over. He felt like his heart was close to exploding it was running so fast. The smell from upstairs was getting worse and worse. He knew if he didn’t get outside soon he would be dead just like the tall woman promised.
Dead. Dead means no longer being able to see or go outside. It means-
“Gotcha!” The woman screamed as she kicked over his hiding place.
She swung the object in her hand and this time caught him with the tip right across his shoulder. Dark wetness flew out from the wound causing him to stumble and moan from the shock. But even with his stumbling he was able to dodge around the next swing and jump over the shattered furniture to get away. The tall woman went right after him, kicking and smashing through the rubble regardless of the pain.
He ran back towards the stairs but stopped at the realization that the tall man was still there. Even if the tall man wasn’t moving, he didn’t trust it. Instead he whirled around and hissed with all his might at the tall woman barreling down on him.
This is it, he thought as the woman swung the object one final time. I’m dead.
The door way to the left of the tall man’s body suddenly shattered inward as a different tall man came through. He was wearing a long yellowish cloth, and his face was hidden behind something on his head. In his serpents he held an object of his own, this one larger then the one the tall woman carried. The tall woman whirled toward the new tall man mid swing and shielded her eyes from the beam of light coming in the house from behind the new tall man.
“For _ _ _ _ _ _!” The woman cried as she charged at the new tall man.
The new tall man fell back in surprise and raised his object to deflect the tall woman’s swing. He then swung his arm up and cracked the woman across the face knocking her flat onto her back.
“_ _ _ _ _!” The new tall man said through his headgear. He stepped into the room and another tall man appeared behind him.
“What the hell _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _?” The second tall man asked as he and a third tall man grabbed the tall woman.
“I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” said the first tall man. He walked away from where the tall woman lied and came over to where he still sat huddled in a tiny ball.
This one is scared. He can feel scared.
“Hey, it’s a cat!” The first tall man called over his shoulder. “She was trying to kill the cat!”
Another voice called in over his shoulder. The first tall man nodded and squatted down toward him.
“Come on fella,” he said scooping him into his arms. When the tall man touched his shoulder he couldn’t help the cry on his tired lips. Instantly the man’s serpents shifted away from his shoulder and settled gently around his bruised ribs.
“Sorry buddy,” he said apologetically. “Let’s get you out of here.”
As the man carried him outside, he rejoiced at the smell of the world across his nose. The farther he got from the house the further the smell of that place drifted away from him. And just before he was carried off into the night, he looked up at the sky and saw a red ball shining dully over the house.
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He didn’t remember how he got to the vet, nor did he remember how his arm had been fixed or how his ribs seemed to be less painful then he remembered. The last thing he knew of the night before was curling in the new tall man’s lap and letting himself finally drift away to sleep. Now he awoke at the vet’s confused and again frightened.
Where had the new tall man gone? He wondered groggily. I’m alone again.
The door to the room opened. The vet stepped in and walked over to where he lay and stroked him gently on the top of his head.
“Good _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the vet said with a smile on his face. “I didn’t _ _ _ _ _ you _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ it.”
He rumbled weakly to show appreciation to the vet’s kindness. The vet stroked his fur again.
“_ _ _ _ _ what? I have _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ for you.”
The door where he entered opened again, and with it came the smell of the new tall man who had rescued him. When the new tall man saw him there was a spike of true happiness.
“_ _ _ is _ _?” The new tall man asked, coming over to stand next to the vet.
Cat looked at the man and gave a rumble loud enough to echo through the room.
“Looks _ _ _ _ _ _ _ get_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _,” the vet said with a laugh. “Are you going to take him?”
He looked from the vet to the new tall man. He felt his heart catch in his chest.
Before the man could answer the door opened again and someone else stepped through. With that someone came a smell he instantly recognized.
“I think so,” the new tall man said. “My son’ll love him.”

The End
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Re: A Cat's Story

Postby Vampy » Fri Sep 25, 2015 1:54 am

well done, though now every time someone comes in to adopt a cat from the shelter I gunna think of this >.<
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