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Part 1: Where it all began

I don't expect any of you to understand me, I am to no degree a normal cat, the things I've seen and the things I've done could drive you to madness if you even tried to understand, many say my mind functions on logic, so I like to think that I did what I did because there's nothing wrong with it, which there isn't. Let me set the scene a bit though, my name is Alexander Phillipus, for most of my life I lived with my parents, and my younger sister (When I say younger I mean 2 minutes younger) Thessalonike, We are both black cats. As kids nobody but our parents could tell us apart bizarrely enough, we both had blue eyes, and looked almost identical when we were younger, but as I got older I somehow developed gold eyes and she grew her hair much longer than I did to say the least(That's not the only thing about us that changed, but I'm not going too far down that road)

But enough of me rambling on about boring shit that doesn't particularly interest you, and on with the story. My father was King Phirs Phillipus seventh of his name, first feline to sit on the throne of Marcewes, my mother was Lady Cleop Ary of Gloryton, and a crow. It is kind of a miracle that both I and my sister came out as kittens.

I sat at the dinner table, with my sister, mum and dad. Me and Thessa were both 9 months old, nearly 10(We were 12 in Cat Years). The table was lined with purple cloth, and each of us had a jug of wine. Throughout the table was a buffet of kebabs, lamb, beef, pork, duck, chicken. There was also fish and prawns freshly caught, and for my mum there was fresh worm kebab and salted nuts. My dad had hardly touched the food, there was something wrong with him, I could see it in his eyes

"Dad, are you alright?" I asked

"Its fine, a messenger just arrived from Blackcastle today. I'm sorry that both of you have to here all this news at once, but I'm afraid these are dire circumstances. You know how my uncle has been missing for a week? Well now his wife's gone missing too, worst yet your grandmother drunk poisoned wine, and your uncle from my side and his wife were killed in a bandit raid. To be honest, I'm starting to get scared."

I was shocked to hear all this news at once.

My mum turned to him, confused "Scared?"

"I'm sensing all these deaths aren't just a coincidence, the Dukes and Duchesses of Marcewes are being murdered one by one, what if the killers aim for The King next, worse what if they aim for the heir."

Now I was even more shocked. Thessa put down her kebab "Mum, Dad, can I be excused for a moment?" She asked

"Sure thing." My dad smiled slightly, trying to act comforting, but the sadness in him seemed to overwhelm him. Thessa left the room, and I heard the sound of her crying. "Can I be excused as well?" I asked, my dad smiled and nodded.

I went over to Thessa, she was sitting by the hallway. She was a short, black tabby cat with long hair, slowly getting thinner the further down it went. Something about how tiny her body was kind of made her all the more adorable. Her face was naturally beautiful, majestic and serious, but also had a playful side to it, almost like a cross between a kitten and a full grown cat.

"Hey, you ok?" I asked

"Yeah" she responded still crying. I hugged her, and she kissed me on the forehead. "It's not only that loved ones have died, I'm afraid of what dad said, what if we're all next."

"Trust me, we are in the most well guarded castle in the whole of Marcewes, no king, no queen, no prince and no princess is going to die here."

"I...I trust you, I hope doing so is for the best." She smiled

My parents were sitting on couches by the fire, a few rooms apart

"What did I ever do to them? What did any of my family ever do to them?" My dad asked

"I wish the people did love you, you deserve the love, but people are starting to question your claim to the throne, I hear it in the street, crowds forming against you."

"Why would people question my claim?"

"Being the first king of your species has its downfall. Supposing that the bloodline of rodents is supposed to be the strongest, and the bloodline of felines is supposed to be the weakest, many are questioning your claim to House Phillipus, let alone the throne. If you were anything but a rat there would be some question, but a feline is just unrealistic."

"Does blood or species really matter? , That's not what makes a true king, a true king is one who has burdened nobody, and if I have ever burdened anyone, let them arise and say it, and I shall repent."

"Your idea of a true king is unrealistic. By your standards nobody could reach the throne, even your still mortal."

"You have a dark view of people."

"There's a fine line between dark and realistic."

My dad poured himself and my mum a glass of wine

"But the question about my claim to the throne doesn't work, you're a bird and we have two feline children" He stated

"And you are putting too much trust in to the vagina of the most majestic bastard in the kingdom" she laughed before taking a sip of wine

"You're a bastard?"

"What, you really think the man willing to strategically trade me like a common whore was my father?" She giggled "My mother was many things, loyal no, but honest to her children yes."

"So who is your father?"

"Don't know, could be a male hooker, could be a guy who picked her up at a tavern, could be a lord. I reckon he was a cat for certain. I could be your cousin for all you know." She sipped wine "That would be a laugh. Well not for long."

"I've had to make a curfew law, which I will announce to the general public in the morning. With nobody able to leave there houses, and the number of guards within the palace increased, there's no way a killer will be able to enter the palace. I sure hope the people will take it well."

"You worry too much; life is filled with death and pain, but smile anyway because it's fun!" She laughed before drinking more.

I will be updating this as frequently as possible, tell me what you think ;)