Janxx - We're going down.

Chapter 1

AN:// Oops...I had an idea. I just wanted to put this up and see people's reactions to it before I possibly continue it. Jinxx is a Neko, as you will probably guess from reading this first chapter

~Jinxx's POV~

I cowered in the back of my cage as people cast their gaze over the many cages that littered the tent. The ring master walked along, dragging his cane along the bars of the cages, it made a horrible sound. Like a nail being dragged along a chalkboard.

I shuddered, hugging myself, my tail wrapped around my legs and my ears basically pinned to the back of my head. I wasn't wearing all that much, some rags basically. They barely covered me.

People walked forwards, staring at me and all the others in the cages. I found myself shaking in fear as the people came closer and the ring master announced that we were for sale, and that I, specifically, was very shy. Probably so he could keep me. He liked to abuse me, and do other things to me when we weren't put up for show.

I shifted ever so slightly, biting my lip to stop myself from whimpering as a burning pain spread across my lower back. Someone had walked right up to my cage and was just staring at me, not moving to look at the other nekos. He was tall with long black hair that was spiked up. He was wearing all black; it looked like it was leather. He had curiosity written all over his face as he looked over me, taking in all of my features.

I had forced myself to look back at him, my blue eyes meeting his brown eyes. They looked welcoming, like he wouldn't hurt me. But, I have to be careful, especially if he bought me. He took one last look at me before turning and walking away. I don't know where to though.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath as I sat there. However I had to open my eyes again when I heard a rattling, I discovered that it was coming from my cage. The ring master was unlocking it, and there stood the man dressed all in leather. The ring master roughly pulled me to the front of the cage, and clipped a leash to my collar that was made of leather and decorated with silver studs.

The leash was handed to the man dressed in leather and he started to walk away, so I followed, waddling slightly, due to pain in my lower back and my legs were sore from not standing up for a long time. I whimpered quietly and he looked back at me, I think I saw sympathy flash through his features for a second before he continued walking, leading me out of the dreaded carnival tent.

He led me down the road, presumably to his car. I bit my lip, staying silent as I walked, I had no shoes on and there was smashed glass on the streets that I had stood on, due to it being dark. Also the small stones were clinging to my bare feet, indenting themselves to my skin.

We reached his car and he unlocked it, opening the back door and motioning for me to get in. I climbed into the back, making sure to keep my feet off of his seats; he wouldn't want blood staining the backseat of his car. He shut the door behind me, having left the leash still attached to my collar, and in the back with me. He got into the front and started up the car.

"I'm Jake." He said after about 5 minutes of him driving. "And I was told that your name was Jinxx?"

I nodded, and then noticed he couldn't see me. I'm such an idiot sometimes. "Y-yes...my name is Jinxx."

"That's an interesting name. It was on the cage. When I saw your name, I was immediately intrigued. Also your eyes, they're blue. That's unusual for a neko. And they are a strange shade of blue, a grey or icy blue, depending on the light. They're nice, I like them." Jake said, keeping his gaze on the road.

"I...Thank you." I don't understand why he was being so nice to me. No one was ever this nice to me, apart from my mother before I was stolen for that freak show.

The rest of the journey faded into silence, apart from the quiet static of the broken stereo. It was calming, I guess. A new person that so far, didn't seem to want to hit me, or beat me. But this is his outside of home person, he may have secrets.

He stopped the car outside of a nice looking house. It was white and the windows were lined with black and white, the front garden had flowers lining the path that seemed to be red, although I couldn't tell with how dark it was. It was the middle of the night and it was near enough pitch black, or would be if it wasn't for the ghastly orange, flickering street lights. They set an eerie mood over the small village.

Jake got out of the car and then let me out, taking the leash in his hands again. I climbed out of the car to have it shut behind me, and then followed him along the pavement and along the path towards his gleaming white front door. His keys, I noticed, had a small skull on them, it was fake of course, but it looked nice.

Once the door was open he took me inside, but I refused to move from the doormat that was just inside the house when I saw the cream carpet. He jerked the leash but I kept my ground and shook my head repeatedly.

"Why are you saying no?" Jake asked.

"My feet, they will stain the carpet." I said quietly.

His gaze looked down to my feet, which were muddy and red stained. "I never realised that you had no shoes on!" he exclaimed, dropping the leash and picking me up. I felt myself tense up in his grip.

He carried me through to what I presume was the bathroom considering it contained a bath, shower, sink and toilet, along with a laundry hamper. He set me down on the closed toilet lid and told me to hold my feet up in the air. So I obeyed him and watched him as he filled a basin of warm water.

He set it down on the ground in front of me and demanded that I put my feet into the water. I did as he said, again, and hissed at the stinging sensation. The water did however start to wash away the mud and red stain on my feet. Jake had a black washcloth in his hand and he started to hurry along the process of my feet cleaning themselves by repeatedly dragging the cloth along my feet, washing the mud away.

I watched him silently as he looked over my feet which had stopped bleeding now. He had made sure that there was no glass left on the soles and that the mud was all gone. He suggested that I have a bath or shower but I had declined, claiming that I didn't want to waste his water.

Jake frowned at me and started to run a shower, he told me to undress. Reluctantly, I did, I didn't want him to see my naked body, we had only just met, but he is my new master so there isn't much I can do about that.

"Get in the shower, and wash up. There is shampoo and conditioner in there."

And with that he walked away, out of the bathroom before I could protest. I slowly got into the shower, letting the water soak my hair and body, I actually didn't mind the water, it was okay, and I only had a fear of swimming in it. I can't swim though, so I would most likely just drown, because I'm clever like that.

I had washed my hair and body before shutting off the water and getting out. The toilet lid that minutes before had been occupied with my presence had been replaced with those of a towels. I'm guessing that it was for me. I picked it up and smiled faintly, it was fluffy and felt warm, I wrapped it around myself and used the second, smaller towel for my hair, rubbing the soaking wet strands in an attempt to rid my hair of the water that clung to it.

Jake came back through and had given me some pyjamas, telling me to put them on and come through to the living room. I pulled the clothing on, it was warmer than the rags that had barely covered my body before. I cautiously made my way through to the living room to see a plate of stir fry sitting on the coffee table, along with a knife, fork and glass of water.

I sat down on the ground and began to eat after being told that it was for me to eat. It tasted pretty good, I savored the flavor of the food before swallowing, smiling a little again. I hadn't had that much food in a while. I mean yeah, I was fed, but it was barely anything because everything had to be rationed between the freak show props.

Once I had eaten every last drop on the plate and drank all of the water, I was led to a room that I'm guessing I was going to be staying in.

"This is your room, go to sleep, and I will see you in the morning. Goodnight." And with that, Jake left the room, closing the door behind him.

"Goodnight..." I whispered as I climbed into the bed and closed my eyes, letting sleep take over my senses and teleport me to a nicer world.