Talk:The Alley/@comment-24317997-20130802061333

(No, don't make their pages. They're dying, anyway.)Phantom smiled at his family as he walked besides them. "Hey, let's go somewhere where we can eat!" His sister purred. Phantom nodded happily. "How about that place in the alley where there's bound to be a mouse somewhere?" She nodded. "Alright, lets go."

Meanwhile, his parents murmured a conversation with their friend. They didn't like the tom's recent activities, and they were following him, his sister, and his friends. "Hang on, near the twolegplace, there's also a lot of prey if we know how to find it." Another friend mewed. Phantom nodded at him. "Sure, man."

When they reached the twolegplace, Phantom nodded at the cats around him. He left to find a mouse or two, but he stopped when he suddenly heard a loud BANG. He widened his eyes and returned to the place where he last left his friends and family. "No!" He stumbled over a rock, and cried out in pain when he saw a two leg looming over his family, a stick in their hands.

Phantom knew what that was. One shot and something's dead. "Look out!" Too late, the cats saw nothing but a flash of red when the twoleg fired it's stick at them. Each one of them dropped to the floor at every shot. He stared at their broken bodies, not believing what had just happened, until he head a click. Looking up to see the stick aiming at him, he dashed away and into the shadows of the alley.

Something inside Phantom snapped. The flashback got to him, and over and over again, the sight of the cats he was close to dying... In front of him. He scrambled back to their bodies, and nuzzled his head close to one of the bodies in lament. ''I'll get my revenge... don't worry...''