Forbidden Romance

By: Tyrunner

Chapter 1

Scene- One day after the Jellicle Ball.

It was a quiet, serene morning after the Jellicle Ball, and all the cats were going through their business. Coricopat and Tantomile were talking with Mistoffelees about his magic show the night before, Cassandra sitting nearby, resting. Demeter was napping on the car with Jemina, Etcetera, and young Victoria accompanying her. Munkustrap, Alonzo, and Deuteronomy were all on the tyre, discussing plans for the upcoming year, the Rum Tum Tugger and Jennyanydots went to visit Bustopher Jones. The numbers had depleted somewhat greatly as the day began. Skimbleshanks left right after the ball to catch his train, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer went to their Victoria Grove house to see what damage they could do to prove they never left the house. Their family was always concerned that they were wandering away from the house and were considering removing the cat doors.

Everyone in the junkyard was in groups, everyone except Bombalurina. She was a little edgy and jittery after last night, which surprised her, because her younger sister Demeter was always the one on edge. She was sitting on a trash can just out of view of the junkyard, so she could be left to her thoughts. She knew why she was this way. It was partially because of her flirtations with Tugger. He always got her heart pounding, and even though he also seemed to be interested in her, he never gave her more than a sensual touch and a kiss on the cheek here and there. But the thumping he caused paled in comparison to that other tom that made a huge and uncalled for appearance. Macavity.

Just the thought of him unearthed old longings for him, even though she knew that he was now an outcast. It had been almost 8 years earlier, when the pair first met. Both had just matured from being kittens, but were far from full grown, and were attending their first Jellicle Ball. How things were different then. Many of the younger cats were only kittens then, Grizabella was a well respected member of the tribe, and good friends with Jennyanydots, Deuteronomy was a full-force leader, and Bustopher Jones was THIN! She recalled how much Macavity had took her breath away. He was tall and slender, but still looked burly and strong. He had slick fur then, not the shaggy, wild image he had now. She remembered him gazing at her constantly, and then got the nerve to introduce himself to her. The two soon became a couple and then became lovers. Bombi remembered how happy she felt with him, certain that the two would be soul mates, forever.

Then 2 years later, that terrible day. Macavity lost all of his family when an unexpected fire broke in the house that he had been born in and had grown up in. While everyone else was certain it was an accident, Macavity was certain someone did it on purpose and he filled with hatred and anger. He suddenly started committing crimes at astonishing paces, and achieved the ability to actually defy gravity. His status as a Jellicle worsened and when he actually assaulted another cat, it was the last straw for Deuteronomy. He ordered Macavity out of the tribe, never to return. An outcast for life. Bombalurina was heartbroken, not believing that the tom she loved had changed so quickly, from a well respected, beloved tom, to an evil criminal. It shattered her for a long time until she met Tugger, then things slowly changed for the better. But there was a hole in her that couldn't be filled. At least not until she was with him again.

With a sigh, Bombi decided to go for a light stroll. No one seemed to notice her, and that satisfied her, the fact she wouldn't be disturbed. She slowly went through the alleys nearby, sunlight revealing what would be dark corners and forbidding shadows. As she turned a corner, a light sound of a paw touching metal caused her to stop. She glanced around. No one was in sight.

"Hello?" her confident voice echoed through the alley, with no response. She stayed where she was standing, and then heard a distinct thump behind her. With a quick jump, she was facing the direction of the sound, but no one could be seen. She was about to dismiss it as a mouse, but then a distinct scent wafted past her nose. Hatred, neglect, evil, She could smell it all. Lightly closing her eyes, she could even smell the color of the fur. Ginger. At that thought, she quickly opened her eyes with a hint of fear on her face. He was here…

My first fan-fic! Took me long enough! I hope you like it. Plan to have more written soon. I haven't even begun to write! Lol Please review and criticize, if you must!