Alright, time for a KITTY CUTENESS conFURence!!

So there I was thinking about what to do, when all of a sudden mew got a good chuck of time to write and do other stuff...

So mew wrote stuff.

The end.

So yeah, that haitus is still on, mew just figured its better to stick this somewhere before mew forget. So to those nice kitties who hafe been following my not-so-good story (thats apparently getting better, or so mew is told - thanks nya) from the beginning, well here is a wice little story.

Though originally, this wasn't the idea that I went with.

So here is a little idea of my mindset.

Mew watch stuff (anime) + read stuff (manga) --> then mew get interesting idea! *Lightbulb* --> mew write said idea on a notepad on phone or computer --> mew go back to what mew was doing before --> hours later (or days) mew look a notepad --> remembers idea and how mew was going to add it (randomly) --> tosses idea away (or change) --> repeat several times (fermenting idea) --> find time to write chapter --> add completely changed idea to chapter and throw in several kitty puns and CUTENESS --> review --> change more parts of it --> add to storyline --> notice something --> completely alter storyline from original idea due to added part (where the whole randomness comes from, nyan!) --> add to chapter in royalroadl --> tell people why mew was late --> go back to step one and repeat from every chapter mew makes

P.S Mew is very disorganized, so finds a bunch of stuff (problems) that mew hafe to fix before putting it on

So mew is really doing that whole randomness thing, just that even mew have only a really vague idea of where its going.

Like for now, mew will try getting Will out of the forest in.....???? chapters. Yeah definitely in ???? chapters!

It's a pwomise!

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Side Story - that is kinda related to the main story (It does a lot really...maybe, only CUTENESS will know)

He couldn’t for the life of him remember how he got here….or his name for some weird reason.

Actually, he could remember what happened before he got into this weird ass place.

Looking around himself, he could only see emptiness, and a lot of bright white.

(Am I in Heaven? Nah, with what I did? I’m guessing this is probably Purgatory or something like it anyways.)

Taking a glance down at himself, he found out that he...was a ROD of light.

Yes, that's right, a ROD of light. No, not a BALL of light, he had to be a ROD of light.

In this place where the only thing he could see in any direction was pure bright white.

Somehow...that contrast seemed somewhat out of place.

(????) “Greeting, Earthling! How do you do?”

(Where is this voice coming from?)

(????) “Oh, don’t be afraid, you can call me….um...whats a really cute name that means “Death”?”

(Sooo, lost me mind now eh? Still gotta say, it was a super awesome ending for me. I really did my best.)

Ignoring the voice in his head, he thought back to the events right before he ended up in this...mental faculty.

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The day started like any others, at least it did, until he decided to be that idiot and try to attack a group that was practically a small army by himself.

They had guns, oh and grenades too.

Unnecessary to say, well, he lost….

Or that would normally have happened anyways.

It all started when he was born, when the doctors did their little swat on his bottom, the newborn didn’t make a sound.

Fearing that her child was born dead, his mother started wailing.

So the newborn copied.

At that time, the doctors discovered it wasn’t that the baby was dead. It was just that when they hit it for it to start breathing, the baby felt nothing.

By pure luck, when his mother started to cry, the baby was also unhappy and just followed suit. Therefore, it took its first breath of oxygen and carried it over the first of many obstacles of it’s new life.

By the time he was 1, it had been determined without a doubt that, his entire body did not possess a single pain receptor.

In other words, he can never feel pain.

While for people that can feel pain they might think that it's an amazing thing to have.

After all, who really enjoys feeling pain?

However, pain is the body’s way of telling the person that something is wrong with it.

Without it, well… let’s say that you smashed your hand against the wall when you ran by and completely broke all of your fingers. You wouldn’t feel anything at all, so you just continue to run around, meanwhile, your hand steps on the road of becoming unfixable.

The doctors concluded that without proper care and careful attention, he wouldn’t be able to live long.

So his parents did what all parents do at this stage.

They threw him into an orphanage.

They thought that the needed care and attention needed for him was impossible for them at that time. They both had work everyday and needed the money to support themselves. If they cut time from work to make sure he wasn’t breaking another part of his body. Then exactly where would the money they need come from?

Thus, it was decided that it would be better to put him in another, more capable care. Someone who had the time and resources to take care of such a child.

So at the young tender age of a year old, he was moved to another family that had almost immediately adopted him, probably because he was just that cute when he was a baby.

By the time he had self-awareness, the only people that he knew that were family was his grandma and grandpa.

The two elderly parents had lost their only son during a terrorist attack, as well as their daughter-in-law and her entire family while they were on a holiday trip.

As such, with the money from all of their life insurance combined, it allowed the two to life a very peaceful and bountiful life.

They had also been given the properties of their daughter-in-law’s family, who were rather well off so they had a good place, lots of money, and plenty of time to take care of the their newly acquired child.

As such, he slowly grew up with them as they made sure to take good care of him and his body when he failed to notice anything wrong with it.

It was on a particular year when he gained enlightenment.

He had just recently had his 5th birthday, when he wandered around their massive backyard, that was equipped with a natural forest and river.

When all of a sudden he saw this...unique tiny furry creature in front of him, dozing off under the sun as it slept on the newly trimmed lawn.

It had a fluffy looking layer of soft white fur, a pair of slightly drooping triangular ears on the sides of its head, and a long, thin white tail tucked underneath it’s tiny small paws.

Almost in a trance, he had watched the tiny creature for the entire time as it slept, until hours later when the sun was sinking down did he return home.

Then the next day he went right back to watch the creature nap.

Every single day, for 3 entire months, the only thing he did was watch the tiny ball of fur sleep. It was only later that he discovered the name to this unique species, kittens.

After this, he had went and found ways to research these such unique and interesting species. He read every book he could get his hands on, he watched documentaries on every single kind of their close cousins. It went as far as that by the time he was 10 years old, he could have a PhD on the topics of Felines.

This was also when he became aware of some things he didn’t take much notice to before when he was younger.

His grandpa had what seemed like an obsession with gambling, everyday he would go out for a few hours to the nearby casino and gamble there. Usually returning with far less than what he brought with him.

Then there was his grandma, who always seemed to own the most recent, the most expensive, and the most popular items.

From cars to clothing, from shoes to bags, she had always somehow managed to get the most trending thing at the time.

Still at that time, he had only just taken a slight notice to it, he was still unaware of the meaning behind such actions.

It was also at that time, when he started what would later become his last stand. He called it “Feline Combat”, his own ability that he developed after watching and studying the entire Feline family.

Pieces started to fall in place when he was around 15, by then his family situation had declined to a point where they were being forced to sell away their other properties from the two elderly daughter-in-law’s family.

After some research, which he had became rather good at due to his… “hobby”, he discovered his real past and the past of his current family as well.

Then like the saying goes, sometimes curiosity killed the little cute kitty.

When he had turned 16 years old and had fully mastered his own unique ability, his grandma and grandpa made him get a job at a nearby mall, saying that he needed experience in the real world.

By this time, from what he had unearthed from the past, there were some rather strong suspicion that he had about his adopted family, however his naivety won that battle. After all, whatever happens, they still did after all took care of him and his physical problems for most of his life.

So that was why he was in the mall when a large group of heavily armed men came storming in and started to massacre the entire place.

He was working on the third floor and helping someone pay for their purchase when gunshots starting ringing and people started screaming.

The cries of the dying and the yells of the armed men echoed throughout the entire mall. This was supported by the exploding of grenades and the shattering of glass.

He at that exact moment understood more than anyone, the reason why this place was attacked - it was because of him.

After he had dug around a while, he had discovered that he had a massive life insurance payout that was under his name. It had stated that if he died then all of the money would go to his adopted family.

He then found several other pieces that painted a picture that he would rather not had seen, his caring and kind grandma and grandpa had killed off their own flesh and blood son along with his wife’s entire family just in order to get the money to pay back their spending and gambling debts.

However, after cross-examining them several times he had no other choice but to acknowledge his thoughts. Right after they had gotten the insurance money, a good chuck was used to pay for their debts, some was then saved, and the majority was then wired to another far-off account where the money completely disappeared from there.

As such, with all of the evidence, he had no choice but to conclude that his foster parents hired some kind of mercenaries to kill their son and wife’s family under the guise of terrorists.

And now it was his turn, as his own little snooping around was most likely found out by them. So to shut him up and get his life insurance, they played the same card on him and they did their real son.

Of course, they didn’t know some things about him, such as his “Feline Combat” that he had developed and mastered, he had kept that a secret when he was younger as he didn’t want to worry them. Which then continued to be a secret as he found more pieces of the puzzle that clearly pointed to a bad outcome if he told them.

This method of fighting was only usable by people who either had extremely good pain tolerance or people like him, who simply didn’t feel pain.

The main idea is that by getting rid of the limiters of the body, a person can go past the limits of human ability.

By destroying the body by pushing it past the limits it can bear, a person will be able to perform superhuman feats and combat skills.

That was what he had developed after several years of study and practice, and named it “Feline Combat” after the inspiration he got it from.

The sounds of screaming got closer as the group of armed men went up from the ground floor, he prepared to fight them with his life. As with all that he know, he knew that his foster parents would have went all out in their haste to kill him.

As for what he would do if he had somehow managed to survive this? Well he figured that he would most certainly turn them in, it isn’t because he felt hatred to them for trying to kill him. After all, does a pig hate the humans fattening it for butchering?

No he really felt nothing for them, they were only fattening him so that they could reap the benefits, had he felt anything to them it would only drag him down to their level.

Jumping over the counter, he ran out of the store, as he had a good idea of what they would do to any store that they found on their way when another explosion shook the building.

Running towards the center area where the elevators and stairs were, he saw a group of around 50 men armed with grenades and guns rapidly take the stairs towards his level.

He figured that it would be the best idea to take them when they were arriving from the stairs, so quickly half-ducking half-running, he crouched next to the entrance of the stairs.

And activated the first form of his “Feline Combat”.

Descent of the Kitty!

As if a door was kicked open, he felt as if something was unlocked inside of his mind.

When the leading mercenaries arrived on the third level of the mall, he activated his 2nd form.

Eyes of the Feline!

As if they were suddenly moving in slow motion, everything he saw was processed manifolds faster than a normal person.

Had he been near a mirror, he would have seen that his eyes had become completely black, with not a single bit of white showing.

Standing up from his crouching position he ran towards the nearest mercenary just as they went past the entrance of the stairs.

Like pros, the sudden ambush didn’t faze them as the two leading men pulled and pointed their guns at him and fired repeatedly.

However, to him, the action of pulling the trigger was in slow motion, and by figuring out the angle and direction of the muzzle, he was able to dodge the first few bullets.

Though, only seeing things has its limits as well as even if they can see it coming if the body isn’t able to react quick enough then it’s all pointless.

That was why he had developed the rest of the forms of his “Feline Combat”.

Third Form : Leopard’s Speed!

His legs started trembling as the muscles swelled up and as if they were alive, twisted all over his legs, making it seemed like reddish-pink snakes were entwined around his legs.

Then in the eyes of the mercenaries shooting, it was as if the teenager suddenly disappeared.

Pushing the body and releasing the limiter allowed him to go at incredible speeds, moving at the mercenary he aimed at before, he grabbed a grenade hanging from the mercenary’s belt.

Quickly pulling the pin, he threw it at the men that was still on the stairs.

Then dodging around more bullets as the majority of the mercenaries arrived on the third floor, he activated the next form of the “Feline Combat”.

Tiger’s Strength!

Similar to his leg muscles, his arms muscles swelled up several times bigger than before and then his tendons and other muscles twisted around his arms right up to his shoulders, creating another set of reddish-pink “snakes” that twirled around his arms.

Grabbing a nearby large family table, he threw it with one hand right into the midst of the mercenaries, just as the grenade exploded blasting them from behind.

A good number of the mercenaries got hit by the blast or the table and had fallen to the ground screaming in pain.

Thinking to himself of the irony that when they killed they didn’t care a single bit, but when it comes to the, they started to cry from the pain? How very - human.

Moving forward, he was like a ghost and appeared in front of another mercenary.

Looking at the man, he saw traces of blood, likely from some poor victim that he had killed. So without any mercy, he made a knife hand and pierced the man right through the stomach until his hand came out the other end.

Pulling out his now blooded hand, he continued moving forward as he went into the next form, as the stabbed mercenary collapsed behind him.

Roar of the Lion!

He entire head and neck started having their muscles moving around as well, creating a almost helmet-like armor of twisted muscles, as he let out a roar from his throat.

The sound he produced was so loud that the windows on the 6th floor shattered into pieces.

Stabbing several more men though their bodies he took their moment of inability to move and took several more of their grenades, that he then promptly pulled and threw.

By the time the mercenaries had recovered from the massive blast of noise, their numbers had been reduced to less than half of their original forces when the grenades exploded in their midsts.

With fear written all over their faces, they had no other choice but to try to kill the monster in human skin as they knew they were not nearly as fast as it was.

With bullets continuing to be fired at him, he enter his last form of the “Feline Combat”.

Final Form : Full Kitty (Awakening)!

As he activated the last form, his entire torso started to shake and then the muscles that were moving around on his legs, arms, and head connected with his chest area as the center. Like the last part to a set, now his entire body was filled with encircling muscles making him look like that one guy from Attack of Ti*en. Then as if he went up a level, his became even faster, stronger, and far more superior then he was in his previous forms.

By connecting his entire body and pushing it past their limits, he had theorized that he would be able to take down even tanks alone.

So in less than a few seconds, the remaining few forces of mercenaries were killed by him. Each having a far faster death then what they deserve.

However, he still was a teenager, so there was a few things that he hadn’t thought of.

Such as, even if he felt nothing, his body still did.

Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t able to find out the limits and time he could use his “Feline Combat” and when he activated it, he had to activate it to the end or he wasn’t able to turn it off.

So the timing was something he never had the resources to figure out.

As such, by pushing his body to the point of no return, it did what anybody would do - it broke down.

He only felt a weird weakening sensation, as all over his body from the swelled up muscles, bursts of blood came spurting out. The blood came out so forcefully, it created a mist of red blood vapor, and then he collapsed there. Within the dead bodies of those he killed and those bodies of the innocent, he took his final breath.

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(Soo, i’m dead….right almost forgot about that. Guess this wasn’t a mental faculty, that makes sense since I don’t see any straitjackets….wonder how it would feel? Not that I have a body anymore…)

(????) “Oh? You do have some weird hobbies...still wanna try it out? It can be arranged.”

(Alright...so I’m sure you're definitely not a god of light or anything, so who are you?)

(????) “What to see? Guess it's time to get rid of these props then.”

The place that he was, shattered, as pieces of bright crystal light fragments fell it revealed the true form of where he was.

(Yep, I’m definitely in hell.)

Now, he was the only light in pure utter darkness. Not a single thing could be seen beyond the reach of his own light that he created.

(NOW I get why I’m shaped this way...a LIGHT ROD. HAHAHA...ha…)

(????) “Ah, you do get my little joke, good, good. Well, I have a request for you, are you willing to hear it?”

(If I don’t, will you throw me into the pits of fire?)

(????) “No, no. I’ll just let you do whatever you’re suppose to after death, though I take care of that stuff. So, I’ll maybe...make you a flea in your next life?”

(Great, why am I stuck with the weird insane god that deals with rebirth of all people? So what? Actually, first, can you tell me who you are? Maybe something I can...think? To?)

(????) “Sorry about that, I forgot that. But, I already told you who I am, I am the God of Death, As for what you can call me, well...the last guy called me “Fluffy”.”

(“Fluffy”? What kind of name is that?)

(????) “Well, it might have been because I showed up to him like...this”

A tiny cute fluffy blue furred kitty cat appeared right in front of him, or to be more specific, right in front of the light rod.

(????) “Now understand? Though, I do must say, he was a rather big mess. As for why...keke...that’s for much, much later. For now do you accept?”

(Accept? But you haven’t told me what I am suppose to do!)

(????) “Or you can go...over there”

Pointing with it’s tail, the cute kitty pointed down towards a ocean of lava that most certainly wasn’t there before.

(....Alright, I accept.)

(????) “Very good! Well, see ya….oh and do you allow me to use that technique you created? Since, you know all those rules about copyrights and stuff…”

(What do you mean “see ya”? And you mean “Feline Combat”...sure why not, it’s not like anyone can really use it very well anyways. You saw how I ended up, and I MADE it!)

(????) “Thanks, now bye-bye.”

(Hey...WAIT...HEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY!)

The kitty pointed it’s tail at the light rod, then as if an invisible hand was grabbing it, the light rod was yanked downwards straight at the ocean of lava.

Then the light rod disappeared into the depths of the lava, where it went...well now thats a interesting question eh?

A teenage girl appeared next to the kitty.

(Girl) “Do you think that was really smart? We don’t know how things will play out.”

(????) “Well, I guess he’ll take care of things over there...for now why are you here anyways? Shouldn’t you be taking care of your “host”, Tutorial guide #18?”

The girl smiled at the kitty, but her smile never reached her eyes.

(Girl) “Make a joke one more time, and I’ll rip your body into pieces.”

(????) “Whoa there, chill...I was just joking. And you do remember that I was the one who helped you right?”

(Girl) “This and that are two different things. Whatever, I’m going back.”

Without a sound, the girl just disappeared, leaving the blue kitty just floating there in pure darkness.

(????) “Let’s hope that he can do something over there, at the very least, one of him should be able to do something. We’re putting a lot of faith in you, you know?”

With a kitty sigh, the kitty vanished, leaving the pure darkness quietly existing, that had never changed for eternity.

Until now.

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For those reading this before the "small" edit (literally one word) mew ish sorry for that....

As for that edit...well it should be "one" not "once" - sorry again about that and mew pwoofweed it several times! - mew, nya, nyan, meow *sad kitty face*

Though its suppose to be kinda confusing but mew think it might just bwe that mew wite bwad

Weirdly enough, that one word change might being other things into thoughts, just a kitty cent or two

Not that kitty's hafe coins...we use fish and stuff

Want a box of dynamites? 4 kitty fishes, all SUPER fresh!