Troublesome Memories and Lost Secrets Chp. 9

    Cathy had lead Crystal to her home, close to the rich side if Eden City. When they had first arrived at Cathy's home, they had been discussing about The Fangs Brothers and many other things.  

    "So, when you found that she was gone, what did the room look like?" interrogated Cathy.  

    "Well, everything was scattered about. The window was wide open, the room was trashed," answered Crystal.  

     "So, like as if they were looking for something?" asked Cathy.

     "Exactly," meowed Crystal.  

     "Do you believe that maybe they were looking for something, but then thought that they could use her as some sort of ransom to where they didn't have to do all of the work? Maybe make an offer for your family to give them this item, and then get Fayna back?" quizzed Cathy.

     "That is what Fury and I thought," replied Crystal.  

     "I see...does your family have any history with possibly giving other cats a reason to harm, or bring revenge to them?" continued Cathy.

     "Well...I guess there might be someone...or maybe more...maybe Fayna found herself making an foe without telling us...I don't know...Fayna is so sweet. Is nice to everyone she meets. I just hope she's alright..." Crystal mumbled.

     "It's okay. I am sure she is alright. Are you sure you can't think of anyone exact that may have done this?" Cathy pressed.

     "...I think I just need more time to think. I should probably be heading home, dad and Fury are going to be on edge. Oh, and by the way. Thanks. You have been nice, and helpful," thanked Crystal as she padded to the door, and made her way on home.


    "So, did ya find anything?" hissed Fury. His fur was ruffled and his claws were unsheathed.
    "Well, it wasn't The Fangs Brothers," started Crystal.
    "Who?...Never mind. Still no idea at all where she is?" Fury growled.
    "Look I'm trying my best! Do you honestly believe that I am not? I am working my tail end off and all you ever do is growl and snarl at me! She is not just your sister, she is mine to!" retorted Crystal, her fur spiking up due to annoyance.
    "Look. I am sorry that I am irritating you...I...I'm just worried..." apologized Fury, holding his head in shame.
    "I can tell," teasted Crystal, her tone still rough, but beginning to soften.
    "Ever since you we're taken from those thugs....The Fangs Brothers. I-I felt a pain...in my little shriveled up heart," joked Fury, his tone becoming amused, but only to harden.
    "I understand how you feel around him Crystal. I have felt that way before," he me owed, his tone making it seem like a memory was replaying in his mind.
    "You. You have felt this way before?" Crystal murmured, a giggle of disbelief following her words.
    "Yeah. After mum died...after the funeral...I meant her. She was so beautiful. She said her mother knew Jewel, she was about our age...she had a tortoiseshell pelt...white paws with a white tail tip. Her nose was the color of a pink flower petal...white circled her nose, and her eyes...they were mystic, beautiful pools of emerald, the stars always shined in her eyes...she was amazing...lovely, the most lovely she-cat I ever meant...after countless sunsets and sunrises, not to mention all of those starlit nights...I told her I loved her, and she replied saying she loved me as well...her name was Grace.
    "But, it was all happening to fast. Before we knew it...Grace and I were going to be parents...but...when the time came...I couldn't find her. I searched and searched. As her cry echoed through and out of a woods, into a meadow, I ran. My legs felt numb and cold. My blood had run cold. The only thing on my mind was her. When I got there...she was taking her last breath...there on the cold ground was three little kittens. Two looked like her, one like me. One was already dead...the others were on the edge. Her last words were 'I will always be with you...take good care of them...no matter what happens...I...I am by your side...I'm forever your's...'
    "I soon found what had gone wrong. There was one other witness of this event. I don't know who they were, or where they went afterwards, but I vowed that from that day on, if I ever found who did this...they will pay for what they did. I tired to save the surviving kittens...only one lived through...one of the two that looked like her. I named it Grace, in her memory, but also to serve as a reminder to me at what I vowed to do. I still haven't found who did it, but if they cross my path they will wish they had never been born...to me death would not be a worthy punishment for this killer, I want justice, and if anyone is going to do it, it will be me," Fury meowed, his tone varying, from sadness, to strong, very strong hostility.


    Crystal had plundered long and hard on what Fury confessed to her. She never knew he loved once. She didn't dare ask about the last kitten, where it is now, or if it even is still alive.