The story of Shadowhunter's curse



= !warning! = This story has a lot of gore and violence! If you are not comfortable with this I advise you to not read this! If you are easily sick or spooked with this stuff please do not read this! You have been warned. The prologue is fine.

= prologue = Life is wonderful right? You just want to re-live life over and over again right? What if life never stopped repeating for thousands and thousands of years? Would you be tired or would you love it? This is what a cat named Shadowhunter is experiencing right now! A small cat that just wont fade out of existence! They die, and then get re-birthed all conscious of everything. Kind of like a never ending story. One day in New York city. It was raining heavily and there were twolegs walking around doing twoleg things. In a park at the city, there were some healthy wildlife in the park and it looked beautiful in the rain. In some bushes there were a cat with some kittens. A White Bengal cat lay there purring gazing her blue eyes on some small kits. Two she-kits and two toms. One of the she-kits was a normal white Bengal cat drinking some milk and purring. One of the tom kits looked like a normal very orange ginger tabby curled up into a ball sleeping. Another tom kit was a Toyger sniffing around exploring his surroundings. If you didn't know, a Toyger was made from a Bengal cat and a tabby. The last kit, one of the she-kits, Looked like a normal white Bengal cat but then...Something worried the white Bengal mother. The kit also had a very orange ginger tabby tail. The kit was crawling around mewling looking for food. The mother didn't think it was normal and pushed the kit away from the others. The tiny runt mewed in fear and pain. The mother hissed and started to groom the other kits, warming them. Suddenly a fluffy very orange tabby cat crawled in the bush with two pigeons in his mouth. His green eyes fixated on the kits and started to purr. The father nuzzled the mother and lay the pigeons on the wet floor. The white Bengal mother looked at the kit with the ginger tail and hissed at her. The ginger father knew that she wanted to throw the kit away and grabbed the kit by the scruff. The orange tabby trotted out into the city. He ran across a busy thunderpath dodging every monster that roared to him. And then he slid under a thundersnake dodging it's sharp wheels. It took a while for the thundersnake to go away but it eventually did go away. He ran towards some trash cans and rubbish bags and carefully placed the kit down and ran off leaving the kit all alone. The tiny kit mewed in confusion and sniffed around looking for her family. She tried to crawl but she was too cod and frightened to and she couldn't see because she was just a tiny newborn kit. The tiny kit started mewling for some help. The kit was shivering and sneezing. The soaking kit started to get weak after some hours. The rain got heavier and the pressure started to hurt the tiny runt. The kit got more weaker and the tiny mews got more quieter. After a while, two male twolegs walked past her and then quickly noticed her. They saw that she was weak and dying and needed help. One of the twolegs picked her up and tucked her in their hoodie keeping her warm. The small kit mewed in surprise and started to suckle on the hoodie clearly hungry. The twolegs started to walk to a nearby shelter. When they entered the shelter a nearby staff came up to them.

"is anything wrong?" The staff asked the twolegs.

"yes. We found this abandoned kitten near some trashcans and it looks very young" One of the twolegs responded.

The staff took one quick look at the dying kit and said. "that poor kitten looks very young! It looks like its a newborn!"

The Twoleg handed the tiny kit to the staff and the tiny kit mewed in fright and confusion. The staff took her to a room with a table and other equipment. There sat a veterinarian on the computer. The veterinarian turned to the twoleg holding the tiny runt. The veterinarian stood up and took the kit from the staff and observed her. The veterinarian placed her on the table and started to dry her up with a towel. The tiny kit started mewling in fear thinking its a predator. The twoleg stopped and got a syringe with some formula in it. The twoleg put the syringe in her mouth and started to feed the formula to the tiny kit. The kit clearly was hungry and started to gulp it up one bit. After a while the twoleg put her inside a box with some comfy blankets and placed her next to a bottle full with warm water covered in the blankets and the twoleg put a blanket over her for extra warmth. The tiny kit relaxed and started to fall asleep. After a while, the tiny kit got hungry again and started mewling. The veterinarian picked up the tiny kit and walked out with her. Today was a special day! Today they will find a foster mother for her. There were three cats expecting kits or have kits. First there were a calico she-cat with her tortoiseshell kits. The twoleg placed the kit inside the cage and the calico mother took one sniff of it and hissed slapping the poor kit away. The tiny kit squealed in pain and fear and curled up into a ball. The calico mother didn't accept the tiny kit because she thought that the kit would be a threat to her kits. The twoleg carried the tiny kit out and went to the next cage. In the next cage there was a brown tabby she-cat that was nine moons pregnant and will be giving birth in a couple of days. The twoleg placed her near the pregnant she-cat. The she-cat didn't know what to do with the tiny kit and started to play with her like a toy. The kit didn't like this and started mewling. The twoleg quickly grabbed the poor kit and took her out of the cage. The last she-cat that was producing milk was a black she-cat with beautiful dark grey kits who were drinking milk and pushing each other. The kits were one moon old so they were much bigger than the tiny kit. The twoleg placed the kit inside the cage and the black she-cat quickly accepted the small kit as hers. The tiny kit sniffed around looking for some food and then she found a nipple. The tiny kit grabbed the nipple and started to suckle on it gulping the delicious milk. The kit grew tired and full. The tiny kit stopped and curled up into the foster mother's fur and fell asleep.

The tiny kit ran towards a mouse toy and slapped it. Her blue kit eyes focused on the toy expecting it to move. She got bored with it, turned behind her and started to walk towards a cat flap. She went through the cat flap into a little white cat room where the dark grey kits playfighting and the mother watching them. The mother saw the kit and picked her up by the scruff taking her to the other kits. The tiny kit didn't want to play but the mother forced the poor kit to play with them. One of the kits knew that they were playing too rough and started to playfight less rougher. After a while all the cats heard a twoleg and quickly rushed out of the room. The tiny kit ran to the glass door forgetting that it was there. She hit her head and mewed in pain. Two twolegs looked at her. There was a female twoleg and a male twoleg. They instantly adored her and chose her. They picked her up and held her. The tiny kit purred and mewed at them.

The staff said to the two twolegs. "She is one month old so she still needs to drink milk but she should stop in a couple of weeks. Also she didn't get her shots or anything so just keep that in mind"

The twolegs agreed as the staff gave more information. After a while the twolegs left with her in their hands. They put her inside a cat carrier and then put her inside a monster. She grew tired and decided to take a long nap so she curled up and closed her eyes.

It was pitch black and The small Bengal kit sniffed around curiously. Suddenly a light purple crystal started to glow and pulsate. The small kit grew more curious and slowly walked towards it observing it. once she got close almost an ant length away, the crystal shattered leaving purple lighting to zap her. The loud noise and the whole experience woke her up in fear banging her head on the roof of the carrier. She curled up in the corner looking like a fluff ball with her bristled fur. luckily they were home and the twolegs hopped out of the monster carrying the carrier. They entered the apartment and to the small kit's surprise it looked very warm and cozy. They placed the carrier down and opened the door for her to come out. After hesitation she stepped a paw out of the carrier sniffing her surroundings. This place was new to her and she did not trust the apartment. She could smell an odd scent but she didn't know what it was and walked out anyways. She had a few observations and sniffs but then she heard barking. Her heart dropped as she saw three Pomeranians running towards her. She was frightened and started to run back to the carrier for safety but she stopped dead in her tracks and realised. They weren't going to hurt her...they just wanted to play! She turned around suddenly happy and started to jump around playfully and tumbling down. She had fun playing with them but one of the Pomeranians, the fat one, didn't play much and just growled. She grew scared and backed away. The other Pomeranian, the large one, was behind her and started to play with her roughly. She hissed and grew more frightened but the other one, the small one, was okay and started to play with her. She calmed down and started to play with the Pomeranian. After a while it was time for the dogs to eat and she was also very hungry. But it wasn't her feeding time yet -she still needs to drink milk- but to her surprise the female twoleg picked her up and said. "what should we call her?"

The male twoleg didn't know either and said. "Hmm?"

The female twoleg suddenly got an idea and said. "I know! What about...Shadowhunter!"

The male twoleg said. "that's a great name!"

"then its final! We will call her Shadowhunter!"