Pixie looked out the window of her owners car. She looked back at her owner, who had a tear running down her cheek. Her owner pulled over beside an alley. She took Pixie in her arms, got out of the car, walked into the alley, put Pixie down, and unhooked her kittens studded collar. Pixie looked at her owner with a look of confusion and sadness. Her owner walked back to her car. Pixie followed her, but she shut the door before Pixie could get in. Her owner took one last look at her kitten and drove off. It started to rain, so Pixie walked down the alley in search of shelter.

"Well, what do we have here?" Pixie heard behind her. She turned around to find a black and a brown pollicle.

"Looks like a stray," the brown one said.

"Hey kitty. Wanna play?" the black one asked with a sly grin. Pixie turned around and started running. She looked for any alleys she might run into to loose the two pollicles. She jumped over some metal that cut her leg. She well on her back when she landed. She could hear the pollicles; they were close. She tried to get up and start to run again, but she was too weak. She looked down at her leg and noticed several other cuts that she assumed came from jumping over and running past piles of junk. When she looked up, the two pollicles were standing in front of her. "You shouldnt have run off on us kitty," the black one said. She curled up in a ball knowing the end was near. "All we wanted to do was play," he continued. He put his paw on her and gave her a little nudge. She just mewed softly.

"Aww. Bruce. Shes not even going to make this fun," the brown one said, "Lets go!" Pixie opened her eyes and slowly looked around. The pollicles were gone. She got up and started to check out her surroundings, still looking for shelter from what barely seemed like rain.

"Why, hello there!" someone said from behind her.

"Please not another pollicle," she muttered to herself. She turned around to fined a white and brown tom kitten. "Hello," she said.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"I'm Pixie," she said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Pouncival," he replied, "What happened to you?"

"Oh. Well, I was abandoned by my master, just before being chased by pollicles," she replied, "Thats where all these cuts and stuff came from."

"Oh. Well I know someone who could take care of you cuts," he replied.

"Ok. Thanks!" Pouncival led the way.

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"Jenny?!" Jennyanydots awoke from her nap, to see Pouncival with a kitten that had been cut from head to paw.

"Oh, you poor dear!" Jennyanydots exclaimed.

"Jenny, this is Pixie. Pixie, Jenny," Pouncival said with a proud tone in his voice.

"Dear, lets see what we can do, shall we?" Pixie agreed.

"Jenny, should I go get Munkustrap and some of the others so they can meet Pixie?" Pouncival asked.

"Yes, that may be a good idea," she replied.

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Munkustrap was sitting on the tire, in the middle of the junkyard, watching everything that was going on. Pouncival walked up to him and said, "Hi, Munkustrap!"

"Hi, Pouncival. Whats up?"

"I found a kitten. Shes cut up pretty badly, but Jenny is with her right now. Jenny told me I should come get you and a couple of the others to meet her."

"Oh. Okay." Munkustrap looked around for Alonzo and Mistofolees. "Alonzo! Misto!" The two black and white cats ran to Munkustrap as fast as they could.

"Whats up, Munku?" Alonzo asked.

"Yeah. Whats up?" Mistofolees asked a little confused.

"We need to go over to Jennys place. Theres a new cat..."

"Eh hem. Kitten, Munku," Pouncival interrupted.

"Excuse me. A new kitten that Jenny thinks we should go meet."

"Yeah, and maybe she can become a jellicle too!" Pouncival yelled running toward Jennyanydots place. Munkustrap and the others looked at each other with a look of surprise. Pouncival was never anxious to make any stray part of the jellicle tribe.

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When they reached Jennyanydots place, they saw a black kitten with red and white spots, which looked like stars, wrestling with Pouncival. When Mistofolees saw the kitten, he stopped in his tracks. He knew this kitten from somewhere. "But where?" he thought. Jennyanydots walked over to the three cats.

"Her name is Pixie," she said, "She was just abandoned by her master. Then she was chased by two pollicles. Thats how she was cut so badly. Then she ran into Pouncival and he bought her to me." Mistofolees couldnt take his eyes off this black and white kitten.

"Misto!" Alonzo whispered.

"What?" Mistofolees whispered back.

"You were in a trance," Alonzo replied.

"I was?"

"Yeah. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Sorry, I just feel something. Its weird, its almost like this kitten has some sort of power. Plus, she looks really familiar. I know Ive seen her somewhere before."

"Where?"

"Thats just it. I dont know."

"Well, maybe if we talk to her some, you'll be able to figure it out," Alonzo said.

"Yeah, maybe," Mistofolees said sarcastically. He looked back over at Pouncival and Pixie, "I just cant get that name out of my head. It sounds so familiar to me."

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