Olivia aimlessly wandered the house, searching for one of her cats. Soon, she stumbled upon Spider, the cute little kitten warrior.
"Hi, Spider!" Olivia said happily, always blissful to see one of her cats.
Spider purred. As Olivia wondered why he wasn't speaking, a maid that had been dusting in the room caught he eye.
Oh! Olivia realized that Spider wasn't talking because of the presence of the maid.
As soon as the maid left, Spider meowed hurriedly, "Follow me."
Olivia did as he asked and followed him, wondering what he wanted her to see and/or where he was taking her.
Soon, they reached Olivia's bedroom, where Crystal and Bandit sat.
"Hello, Crystal. Bandit," Olivia greeted them warmly.
"We must speak with you," Bandit meowed. "When the sun is at its highest point in the sky, you will take up your weapons, food and other supplies. Then, with us, you will leave the safety of your home and family. We will take our own weapons with us. We are going on a mission. We will explain what our mission is while we flee from the mansion."
"Wait--Weapons? Leave? Mission?" Olivia gasped.
"Take what you think is important and that you think you will need on our mission and then meet us. You have one hour until midday, so you should probably start packing."
*****
Olivia packed a small bag of gems, some string, a pocket knife, a blanket, two changes off clothes, a sweater, some money, and a notebook and pen. In a separate bag, she packed a bunch of bananas, a bunch of grapes, some bread, some cat food and cat food bowls, water bottles, and a can of baked beans.
She met her cats just before midday.
"Come. We must leave now," Bandit meowed briefly.
And so, the fled from the mansion. Olivia's bags were heavy, so, on the next stop, she decided to see if she could lighten the load. Although the string, gems, and notebook and pen seemed useless, she felt the need to keep them. As though they would have importance on her mission.
The pocket knife was the only 'weapon' that she had, so it was defiantly staying. The changes of clothes would most likely be needed on the mission, along with a sweater, for cold nights. If she needed anything at a store, she would have to have money to pay for it.
She sighed. She couldn't drop any food. She couldn't lighten the load.
"Bandit?" she asked.
"Yes?" he sighed.
"How much longer do we have to travel?" Olivia questioned as she gazed at her magical cats, all of which were rubbing there sore and cut pads.
"Not much farther. I'd say another five miles or so and we'll be at the village," Bandit meowed in reply.
"Five miles? Okay. Let's travel for another mile or so and then stop."
"No. We will stop when we get there. It is important that we arrive as soon as we can."
And so, they trudged on five miles. When they reached the village, Olivia could see why the villagers needed their help. Chard houses from past fires dotted a dusty clearing. And those were some of the few that were still standing. There were shallow, black ditches where houses had once stood. There were places still smoldering. The place was a mess. Cats were huddles in corners with their few positions--
Wait--Cats? Instead of people for villagers, the village had cats. Some of the cats were dressed, some weren't. Most had collars. Olivia, at first, wondered if they had owners that they had escaped from, but then she saw the burnt store with a burnt sign that read: Collar & Clothes Shop. The village had quite a few chard shops.
"What is the name of the village?" Olivia wondered aloud. She wondered how people had pasted the little village by without noticing the burning houses and feline residents.
Crystal, being a cat of few words, pointed to a half-burned sign above them that read: Cleopatra's State. State? Olivia wondered. Cleopatra? Cleopatra was not a cat, not that Olivia knew of.
"Cleopatra!" Spider cried happily, interrupting Olivia's thoughts.
Olivia turned around to see a beautiful golden she-cat with a wonderful collar embracing Spider. The cat had one green eye, one gold. She was the most beautiful cat Olivia had ever seen.
Olivia felt awkward, not being a cat at the moment. "Hello, Cleopatra."
"Queen Cleopatra!" Bandit corrected.
*****
Cleopatra showed them to their rooms. Each cat had his or her own room, this included Olivia also. Her bedroom had a small bed with a gray mattress and gray and brown pillows. It had a large, dark brown bookshelf loaded with books. Cleopatra told her that she could read whichever book and whenever she wanted.
The walls were painted a beautiful gray. There were two paintings of still-life bowls of fruit hoovering over a chocolate-brown desk with a comfortable gray swivel chair. On the desk there was a potted bunch of flowers. Upon the desk sat a laptop. Cleopatra granted Olivia use of the computer. She had also told Olivia that, if she wanted, she could take the swirled gray and brown laptop back home with her.
There was also a large gray dresser with items like a brush in its first drawer and a round mirror resting on the top. The second and third were empty. Olivia placed her bags in the separate drawers with relief.
There were three gray hangers that roosted on the wall over her bed. She wondered if and how she could use them for future use.
There was also a clock, a clock identical to Olivia's wall hanging clock back at home. Olivia gaped at the clock, which read: 9:35.
Cleopatra turned to show Spider to his room across the hall from Olivia's as Olivia marveled her room.
Olivia and her cats settled to sleep after eating a bit. Olivia had a bit of trouble falling asleep. She missed her mother, her father, and her wonderful home. She decided to look around the lovely, small room. She gazed at the window, which had its silver curtain pulled back only slightly. A silvery-white sliver of moonlight sliced across the room.
The curtain caught Olivia's attention. She sat up and walked over to the curtain. She pulled it back and stared out of the window, into the starry sky. The stars smiled down at her, the gray claw-moon cradled an invisible baby.
Olivia sighed. Across the little town, there seemed to be peace spreading like a gentle wave. All was quiet. All was still. Olivia wanted to sit by the window sill for all eternity.
She, begrudgingly, turned away from the beauty beyond the window and sat back in her bed. She wondered what her and her cats' mission was. She pondered for some time, but, at last, she slipped into the peaceful world of dreams.
There was also a clock, a clock identical to Olivia's wall hanging clock back at home. Olivia gaped at the clock, which read: 9:35.
Cleopatra turned to show Spider to his room across the hall from Olivia's as Olivia marveled her room.
Olivia and her cats settled to sleep after eating a bit. Olivia had a bit of trouble falling asleep. She missed her mother, her father, and her wonderful home. She decided to look around the lovely, small room. She gazed at the window, which had its silver curtain pulled back only slightly. A silvery-white sliver of moonlight sliced across the room.
The curtain caught Olivia's attention. She sat up and walked over to the curtain. She pulled it back and stared out of the window, into the starry sky. The stars smiled down at her, the gray claw-moon cradled an invisible baby.
Olivia sighed. Across the little town, there seemed to be peace spreading like a gentle wave. All was quiet. All was still. Olivia wanted to sit by the window sill for all eternity.
She, begrudgingly, turned away from the beauty beyond the window and sat back in her bed. She wondered what her and her cats' mission was. She pondered for some time, but, at last, she slipped into the peaceful world of dreams.
*****
When Olivia awoke, it was midnight. She smelled something burning and choked on smoke, which filled the room. She rushed to the window and looked through the glass. She gasped at what she saw.
It was a translucent figure that changed shape with ever movement it made. It was wreaking havoc on the sad little village. She heard the screams of fleeing cats. Olivia had to do something for these kind cats that had earlier welcomed her with open arms.
She raced over to Spider's bedroom. He was still sound asleep in his bed. She shock him awake.
"Quick!" she cried desperately. "We must help the villagers! The village is under attack!"
Spider, still dazed, reached for his bow and arrows and mewled, "Were?"
"Outside! You can't miss it! It's huge!" Olivia knew that she was freaking out, but she was fearful of the softy of the tiny families that she had seen when she had first arrived.
"Okay!" Spider gasped, now fully awake. He snatched up his sward and stuffed it into its sheath. The arrows flew into their quiver. The bow was held steady by sure paws. "Ready?" he smiled.
"Ready," Olivia said, determined.
While Spider got Bandit and Crystal awake and ready, Olivia got her stuff. She snatched up the gems, notebook and pen, string, and pocket knife. Ready. She repeated in her head.
Once she was out of her room, her cats were ready for combat. And together, they raced forth to meat their enemy.
-KittyLover8
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