Rescue Mission

Lucille and her cats lead me to an alleyway that was filled with Chinese lanterns and boxes with cloth inside them. Some of the cats retired to a box while some followed Lucille to the end of the alleyway. Then she sat down on a throne of boxes and said, "You're safe. For now."

I sighed, and she said, "I honestly don't understand how you had birth to these little ones. Did you go into heat, or what?" I nodded, and she said, "Interesting. So how old are the kittens?" "Three weeks old." She sighed and said, "Poor things. They almost got separated from their... mother? Anyway, you're welcome to stay until Molotov gets here. If we're in heat when he comes, then it's time to go."

I said okay even though I had nowhere to go.

It was nice while it lasted. The cats gave me food every few hours, and an extra blanket so the kittens can be as comfortable as possible. It's been a whole week of living nicely on the streets until Lucille and I went into heat. Suddenly, there was a loud banging. She said, "He's here earlier than expected! Hurry, get out of here!" She shouted. We jumped onto a roof, and then a huge pet cat with green eyes, a grey tail, and grey ears appeared.

"Where are the ones in heat?" His voice echoed loudly throughout the alleyway. Lucille spat, "You can never catch us, you fat bastard!" She jumped onto the roof, and we both ran away. In hot pursuit, he was close behind us, so we hopped off of the roof and ran in the other direction. Before he could hop off of the roof, he fell through it.

We ran back to Lucille's place and tried to relax. I checked on my kittens, then I sat in front of the alleyway. Lucille joined me and I asked her, "Was that Molotov?" She shook her head and said, "No. In fact, I've never seen that cat before. Molotov will literally make you drool over him, even if you have a mate."

I looked up and said, "That sounds strange." She asked me, "Do you want to meet him?" I didn't reply fast enough, so she yowled in discomfort. I heard light footsteps, so I jumped on top of the roof and waited for what was to come.

I watched as a handsome pet walked up to Lucille. He had a cream-colored tail and cream-colored ears with brown spots on them. I couldn't help but stare at him, but I snapped out of it. Lucille was blushing, and Molotov said, "It seems that there are two of you this time." He glanced up at me, and I hid away.

He became curious, so he hopped onto the roof, and I went into defensive mode. "A boy in heat, huh? That's new." He took a step forward, and I took a step backward. He then held his hands up and said, "Okay okay, chill. I won't mate with you, I just want to get to know you better." I had to think about it for a bit, and I decided that it was okay.

He walked behind me and looked at the color of my tail and ears. He then sat in front of me and said, "You're not really from the streets aren't you?" I shook my head, and he got closer to my face, making me want to growl at him. "So you already have a mate. From the sent of one of your kittens, I'd guess that your mate is Jet."

That made Lucille gasp, and the other cats murmured amongst themselves. I nodded and whispered, "Yeah. You're right." Molotov said, "You don't know anything about his history in these alleyways. Would you... like to know?" I slowly nodded and he said, "Okay. About two years ago, a sixteen-year-old came to town. He's a charmer, like me."

We heard Lucille growling in the background, and Molotov turned and shouted, "Do you mind?" She immediately stopped, and he continued. "He roamed the streets every night until winter, looking for the perfect mate. He has mated with countless females, including Lucille, but he could never find satisfaction. One day, he just stopped. We would occasionally see him walking around, but he would never go into the alleyways."

He scratched his head and said, "I was worried about him, so we went to his owner's house. There were a bunch of females out in front of his house, but he never came outside. Then there was a unique yowl. A yowl from a cat I've never seen or met before. That made Jet crawl out of the window in his room and go to the Scar Man's home. I became tired, so I went home and that was the last time I've ever saw him."

This story surprised me. I never knew that he was so popular on the streets because he was doing this for two years until he met me. Molotov said, "He stopped fucking girls ever since he first met you I suppose. I think he would've still loved you, even if you didn't go into heat." I looked down and blushed. Molotov said, "Speaking of Jet, where is he? Did he eventually abandon you?"

I shook my head and said, "He got caught. I almost got caught as well, but he saved me before they took him away." Molotov said, "Then let's save him. I bet he's dying to fuck you." That made us chuckle, and Lucille said, "What about me? I'm in heat here!" Molotov flicked his ear in annoyance, and said, "Grab your kittens and let's go."

I rapped my kittens up in a blanket and walked away with Molotov. There were a lot of yowls from other cats who were in heat, but Molotov ignored them. While walking, Molotov said, "It gets annoying having to hear yowling from desperate girls." I said, "Well it's uncomfortable being hot and having the need to be... penetrated I guess." Molotov just snorted, and we continued on our way.

We then stopped at a place called, "The Cat Pound", he said, "Jet is most likely here, but he won't be for long because he's eighteen." We jumped over the fence and snuck in.

Some of the mature males tried to get my attention, but of course, I ignored them. Then we heard someone yelling. We rushed to another section of the building and heard someone say, "You bastard! Get away from me!" "Ow! Stupid cat! I'm trying to help you!" "Do NOT touch me! I will murder you!" We looked around the corner, and we saw a human wearing a mask that was shouting at Jet.

One of the males trying to get my attention yowled loud enough to get the human away from Jet. Molotov grabbed my hand and rushed to Jet's cage saying, "Long time no see, player." Jet ignored Molotov and said, "Rudy! What are you doing here?" I said, "We're here to save you." When Molotov got the cage open, Jet slid out and hugged me. I hugged back, and the human shouted, "Hey! How did you get in here!?"

We ran away from the human and swiftly escaped from The Cat Pound and into an empty alleyway. I placed the kittens down and Jet said, "You better not mess with my mate, cocktail." "You better not abandon him then, idiot." I lied down so my kittens can eat something, and I watched them fight for a bit. After the kittens were done, I sat up and continued to watch Jet and Molotov bicker.

They eventually stopped and Jet said, "We have to get going. See you around, fish breath." I said my goodbyes, and we walked to Tony's house. Jack and Tim were there, and Cleo was nowhere to be seen. Jack looked back and said, "There they are!"