How long had it been? Months, many months since he'd seen them. How long had it been since he had been banished? Close to a year now. Amazing what one year can do to a tom.
He had had a happy life. Mephisto was suave, intelligent, slick, and irresistible. Too bad Mephisto had to die.
He was doing all right now. Capaine had left him command of a powerful gang. After being organized and reformed, it was one its way to being the most powerful feline faction in this side of the city.
So many times,
It happens too fast,
You trade your passion for glory,
Don't lose your grip
On the dreams of the past,
You must fight just to keep them alive
As he walked down the alley alone he thought of his son. The kit's six-month celebration was coming up. A most joyous occasion. He continued his journey to the edge of the city as the sun began to set.
It's the Eye of the Tiger,
It's the thrill of the fight,
Rising up to the challenge of our rival,
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night,
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Suddenly he sensed hostility around him. He tensed himself to fight and quickly looked around. Seemingly out of nowhere came four ugly toms. They looked tired and hungry, but he knew that they were still very dangerous. There was one on each side to prevent his escape. He was not afraid. Not in the slightest. The one in front of him snarled.
Face to face - out in the heat,
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
They stack the odds, still we take to the street
For the kill, with the skill to survive
"You. It's time for you to die."
He didn't blink.
"You killed our gang. You put us on the street. And now your hench-cats ask us to join you."
He shrugged.
"You don't know who I am, do you, Mephisto?"
"That name means nothing to me anymore. I am Macavity."
"Well Macavity, Mephisto and I have a score to settle."
It's the Eye of the Tiger,
It's the thrill of the fight,
Rising up to the challenge of our rival,
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night,
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger
Macavity looked at the revenge-hungry cat with little interest. He would die quickly, no big deal.
"I hate that you killed my gang. But I don't regret doing what I did. Grace, she was so pretty."
Macavity tensed up. He knew now who the cat in front of him was.
"There wasn't anything of value in that little shack, but it was worth it. For Grace, for the kittens." He laughed evilly.
Macavity thought back to the last thing he had said to Grace. I swear by the Everlasting Cat, you will be avenged.
The cat in front of him stopped laughing. His fur was smoking. Suddenly the evil stray burst into flames. He fell over, writhing in pain and terror. The other cats tried to run away, but a burst of lightning took them all down.
Macavity walked towards the evil stray. He'd been reduced to charred bones.
"You are avenged, Grace."
Risin' up -- straight to the top,
Had the guts, got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
Later in the day, he finally got to where he was going. The Jellicle graveyard. He sat with his mate for a long time. Then, when the moon was high in the sky, he stalked off into the night.
It's the Eye of the Tiger,
It's the thrill of the fight,
Rising up to the challenge of our rival,
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night,
And he's watching us all
With the Eye of the Tiger