Make My Day

Prologue
"Go, now son! We need to get away from those rogue bastards!" Alexander called as him and my brothers bounded straight for me. They were waiting for me to become twisted--mind clogged with thoughts of grime and menace. I reared and kicked my paws, the three of them picking up speed as we dashed under the fence and back into London.
Alexander laughed harshly as my brothers, Johnny and Liam glared daggers into me. They were clearly disappointed of my grim dedication towards the heart of a stray cat. Lately, there was something that occurred to me--something quite different than the rough, gritty-mind of the stray feline. I gazed upon my elder brothers and cackling father (who had seemed to enjoy tricking rogues) with an expressionless face plastered onto me.
"Oi, what's got Jack in a flurry?"  Liam smirked as Johnny skulked behind me, his claws swiftly unveiling. Liam took a taunting step forward, in which made me jump backwards into the penetrating claws of Johnny. The feline behind him, strained his voice into an ear-piercing growl, "He's gonna barmy! Liam, quick, we need help for Jack!"
"Belt up!" I seethed, whipping my head around to Johnny who was clipping at my fur. The end resulted in an eruption of pitiful laughter. My pupils darted to Alexander for any help but was declined with an unlawful, hard grimance. Liam and Johnny both took turns mocking me, "Oh look at me! I'm Jack! I am a bum who wants to find a luvvy-gubby!"
Alexander leaped down from the pile of bricks he was perched on and whispered the slightest thing in my ear. It was something so heartbreaking, so cruel, nothing anyone could imagine. It was painful to even think about. Yes, my father, king of the strays would kill me if I hadn't become like him.
"How did I ever have a son like you?"
Chapter One
It was a peculiar day, nonetheless a bland one. Father, Liam, and Johnny were teasing the blood-hearted rogues, yet again, and sometimes I wonder how the bloody hell they don't get killed. And then there was me. Jack, a past house cat and a to-be dead stray. My brothers and father hate me for some reason--probably the lack of 'fun' that I participate with them. Well, I don't think it's fun. I think it's torture.
Glancing just barely after those automobiles revved down the pavement, I darted to the other side of the road, my tail skimming the wheel of a speedy one. Blimey! Those humans don't even have a damned mind in their block heads! The thoughts slammed against my brain in agony. Everyone around me must be insane! Or I am the only one that lacks sanity. Only Andrew was the one I could talk with. Yes, I'll go talk to him now.
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"Andrew?......Andrew?" I tucked my ears to the side of my head, stumbling through the blooming wastebin lids. As my neck swivels to its right, my vision is clogged with a robust, fiery-coloured feline. Andrew! Good heavens, what are you doing by those humans! Only a few words spilled out of me, "My good bloke, it's been awhile, how are you?"
"Oi, I'm chuffed!" His scraggly voice cooed as he brushed the cracked can off his muzzle. "Did ol' Alexander the Great get killed yet? It would be hard cheese if he does, ain't it mate? How's your brothers, eh? They gettin' into a scuffle, too? Oi, they are just the little twits aren't they? They are the lil' buggers tha-"
"Andrew, that's what I came to talk about....." I swallowed my fear and ignored the loathsome feeling of the forethought of my father and brothers. "I don't want to be....like......them..." Biting mmy tongue, I glanced at Andrew's facifacial expression. He seemed all in all puzzled.
"As in a cat?" Andrew let out a hearty laugh, "Aye, that's a good one! Jack you really are a chap!" The orange-hued stray locked his golden eyes on me, reading my blank expression, "So...not a cat?" His face grew sorrowful, "You want to go find someone eh?"
"Well," I coughed and nodded, my tongue lolling against my palate as the three letters didn't seem to spill out of my mouth. All I had to say was yes. Yes I was going to go find someone. I couldn't lie to Andrew, now, could I?
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