Of Cats and Men

[Miaou]

Merlin closed his eyes looking back on the experience. It did not seem like a pleasant one, as a hint of pain could be seen in his face. Opening his eyes back up, he twitched his whiskers a bit. “The next bit is something worth recording, I guess.”

I was dead for all of four months. At least, legally dead. I was rushed to a hospital after the raid, my Miss crying over my lifeless form. At least that’s what I was told. I was a dead alley cat, what can I say?

Lady DeMatha instantly poured money to do something. The little Miss was heartbroken and stopped eating during this time. I... I don’t know what happened to her after that. That’s all I know. Only overhearing conversations let me put two and two together to know she wasn't going to be around anymore. The Miss wasn't spoken about, and I only dared bringing her up once, and that was a terrible idea.

Many tests were done. I was subjected to x-ray scans, cat scans, (no pun intended), and even put on life support. Apparently they were just kitten around when they did this to humor Lady DeMatha as she was really pouring in the credits.

Merlin’s eyes show a twinkle of fun for a second, then quickly blinks it away.

A organization approached Lady DeMatha with the request to use me for a test. She wasn't informed what it was for exactly, but she agreed at the time. I was transferred to some lab on Planet Nevers, though I furrget the exact location. Anyways, the agreement between them and DeMatha was I was to walk again. And I did walk. I appeared as alive as those little fish shaped cracker snacks. I also looked the part, flaky and all.

I was basically a taxidermied moving statue which horrified the Little Miss. Now, I won’t be lion to you. I wasn't just being re-purposed as a stuffed cat. I was being loaded with defensive mechanisms to help defend my Miss in case another raid happened. The Lady requested this... feature to be added so her daughter could be safe. Well, as it ends up Miss DeMatha didn't believe I was using another one of my nine lives and demanded I be put to rest properly.

Lady DeMatha did not like this. Even though her love for the Miss was the most powerful thing in the worlds, her second was credits which she held closer to her than the whiskers on my nose. She already dumped too much into me, so she decided I was to become more than I ever was before. She used more money to request myself to be enhanced to become more life-like. The organization agreed and began planning for my enhancements. They began to install components that increased my motor functions and made look a tad more alive. At this stage, the scientist and engineers found that my body was actually not deteriorating at all. It was in purrfect condition. This baffled them, and for a while they believed it to be the chemicals used to preserve my body after I died. It ends up this was not the case.

I was deemed some sort of miracle of life.

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