Blinded by Reality [COMEPLETED] [OLD]

Chapter 6: Captured

*Turtle's POV*

I hissed at Milo, and my eyes turned to slits.

"I told you I smelled her!" Frisky muttered, and Milo slapped him.

"Shut up." He growled, and turned back to me. "The boss will be very pleased with us." I looked behind me, trying to find a way to escape.

"Don't try to escape!" Frisky sneered, and rubbed his paw over the spot where Milo had slapped him. I looked over at Ice. His fur was bristling. Fuzz looked terrified.

"You're coming with us," Milo hissed. "And we'll invite your little partners in crime, too." My neck fur bristled.

"You can't do this, Milo!" I snarled, and bared my teeth. "Is this what mother would've wanted?" Milo whirled around to face me, eyes filling with rage.

"Mother is gone!" He spat. "Now come with us or so help me I'll kill you on the spot!"

Seeing that there was no way out of this, I followed them.

"Come on, guys." I meowed to Fuzz and Ice. "We're making a little stop at Han's place." Fuzz and Ice followed me as we trudged down a narrow alley.

.....

"Well, well. If it isn't the little troublemaker." Han hissed. "You and your little friends will have som fun here, isn't that right?" Milo bared his teeth, a wide smile spreading across his face. A crowd of Han's followers surrounded us, murmuring in surprise.

"You framed me, brother." I hissed at Han. "You killed Leaf for power, and you know that. What would blaming me for murdering him do you any good?"

Milo and Frisky shifted uneasily. None of Han's followers knew what Han had done to gain power. He killed our old leader, Leaf, so he could rule over the cats that rightfully belonged to her. Leaf was a good leader, who was understanding of others.

My brother is just a monster.

"Framed?" Han echoed, faking innocence. "Everyone knows you did it, Turtle. You were jealous, and there was enough evidence that was collected to prove it." I hissed.

"Liar!" Ice spat, and the crowd gasped. "You just laid down some fake evidence to confirm your little lie."

Fuzz's fur bristled, and he mewed nervously. The crowd started to murmur, and a loud growl rose in Han's throat.

"Silence!" He yowled, his fur on end. "Take them to the dungeons. I never want to see them again, understand?!"

"Yes sir." Meowed Frisky, and lead us away from the crowd of cats.

Until next time, Han... Until next time.