Chapter 1: The Litter

i peered around the corner, and dived behind the wall. There it was. I think it saw me. "If i'm gonna die, i'm going out with a bang." i meowed. i barrel rolled around the corner, and launched up at him. "Die, JJ!" i said, grabbing him by the ears. I hopped up on him, diging my claws into his earlobes. "BARK! BARK!.. whine!" He rolled over, kicking me off of him with his powerful hind feet. "You win this time!" i said, speeding off. he followed close behind. I ran into Sean, my owner. JJ attempted to stop himself, but his overgrown, dark claws slid against the shining, recently-polished floor.

CRASH!

Sean picked me up. "JJ! bad!" Sean said, pushing JJ away. "C'mon Chris, you aren't supposed to be out here right now. you'll get destroyed!" I looked down at my brown fur. Sean was right. I had many spots where my fur was slightly shaved from bites. the grey blotches that covered me had dots of red where i had gotten scratched. look at me. 7 months old, and i can't defeat a tiny little dachsund.

the door creaked open, as Sean lowered me to the loor and pushed me inside. He closed the door quickly, insuring i didn't escape again. Bailey, my sister, grazed her new claws against the door, creating a high pitched, unpleasant noise. i would never stoop to such low levels. It is the equivalent of humans begging for candy. I can make due. Midnight, my mother, lay on the floor. Her jet-black fur gleamed in the light. "Hello mot-"

I was thrown across the floor, falling on the ground hard and rolling over. My reflexes made me jump up and attack back. it spent Bailey half a week to heal that scratch on her nose.

"Hey Trigger!" i said, walking over to my older sister. (by 12 minutes, so what.) i came over to her, as she brushed me with her head. "hey Chris." she said back. "How's the cat food today?" i inquired. "Bland. i recommend food scraps from the table today. i heard the humans are making fish tonight. Tilapia, to be exact." she said, laying down. I could tell she had a sinister plan to escape.