The Beginning of the End.

Lucky had it all. She was groomed, well fed and most of all, spoiled. Her owner Amelia was a gentle and kind elderly woman that found the little fur ball all alone on the side of a busy intersection several years back. Since that day, the two have been inseparable and have lived alone in a giant mansion for years. 

With crimson-like fur, olive green eyes and three odd spots atop her head, Lucky was a very unusual cat. Amelia never minded that at all as she was quick to name the bizarre cat, “Lucky”.

“Only God could have created such a miracle. We were lucky to have found one another,” Amelia had often told Lucky.

But everything changed when Amelia’s caregiver found her dead one early morning. A few days later, relatives that Lucky had never seen before flooded the house and took things that did not belong to them which infuriated Lucky.

These people were never here for her before, Lucky thought to herself angrily.

She watched as they lifted her owner’s belongings and carried them to their cars. She listened as they talked about how much money they might earn from selling her items.

Hissing had done nothing to scare away the intruders as they promptly ignored her and carried on.

“Can we keep it?” one child asked his mother, gesturing toward Lucky.

His mother shot Lucky a disgusted look before saying, “Henry, you know where your grandmama found this… thing, right? Next to the garbage. Where it belongs. Now go help your dad out, okay?”

Those words broke Lucky and without thinking, she hurled herself toward the woman’s right thigh, clawed and bit into her as hard as she could.

“Eck!” the woman screeched as she kicked Lucky multiple times. Not willing to be deterred, Lucky ran back for a second and third round, scraping her each time. But before she knew it, an enraged and muscular man grabbed and swung her out the house. Luckily, Lucky landed on her feet in the middle of the road. Not skipping a beat, she rushed back to the mansion with nothing but Amelia on her mind and thoughts of revenge. However, the aggravated man slammed the front door denying any entry.

The family ignored Lucky as she scrapped the door and bellowed sad meows. No longer was she allowed in the only place she called home. Bitterly, she had to leave without saying goodbye to her one and only friend.

She ambled away miserably as the small bell around her neck jingled.


It was now dark and Lucky was still roaming the streets as several vehicles zoomed by. Various humans passed by and stared at her uniquely colored fur with confusion and awe. But not one had any interest in helping her out.

Amelia, Lucky thought softly to herself. Where should I go? Everything around me is so scary

She found herself near a shopping center where she noticed a tiny rodent appearing distressed near a giant cherry colored building. Her stomach was grumbling, and that pudgy carrot-colored creature appeared appetizing. The last thing she ate was the food the caregiver left behind before she called up the family and that felt like centuries ago to Lucky.

“No… no… can’t do that… oh no… what to do… what to do…” the rodent mumbled, paying no mind to the looming danger behind it. 

Lucky carefully crept to not scare her newfound pray. Never has she eaten a live animal before, but that didn’t stop her instincts from kicking in. Finally, in position, she swiftly pounced on the rodent and tried to swallow it whole. Her inexperience showed as the animal squirmed from her clutches and easily maneuvered around her.

“STOP! CEASE THIS!” the rodent shouted. That didn’t stop Lucky, however, as she dived for him over and over, failing each attempt.

“Just stay still!” Lucky hissed.

“What?! No! I don’t have time for this! I have things to do!” the rodent yelled.

Lucky gave up and collapsed alongside the stressed creature and wept. “I-I can’t even catch a RAT,” she moaned. “What good am I?”

“I’m a hamster. Not a rat,” the hamster corrected. “There’s actually a big difference between the two and I really don’t like rats because-”

Lucky’s sobbing only grew louder, disregarding the banter.

“Listen,” the hamster began crossly. “Can’t you do this somewhere else? I have my own set of problems right now and I really need to think right now. I certainly can’t do that with you here balling your eyes out.”

“I-I’m sooo hungry! I miss Amelia…! Why?! Why did she leave me?!” Lucky cried.

The hamster inspected her and was astonished by her fur. “Unusual,” he said. “Are you truly a feline? I have to say, I’ve seen anything like you before.”

Lucky sniffed and said, “I don’t know what I am… only Amelia knows and she’s… I’m just going to die here, okay…? I don’t want to live anymore…”

“Can’t you have your crisis elsewhere?” the hamster complained. “My friend is locked away here. I got to bust him out.”

Lucky examined the building and the sign hanging above it with watery eyes. She couldn’t read what it said.

“Petland,” the hamster said. “Those monsters snatched him up when we were just looking for food and trying to stay alive.”

“J-just walk in then,” Lucky said with watery eyes.

“Tried. The darn humans seem to have locked it. I can hear some howling inside, but I just don’t know how I’m going to get him out of there.”

Lucky didn’t notice it before, but sounds were coming from inside the shop. As the hamster said, there was a lot of howling going on. She stood herself up and wiped the tears away.

“He’s a dog, but he’s… he’s my friend. I must help him,” the hamster declared.

“I-I’m sorry for… attacking you,” Lucky stuttered. “M-my name is Lucky by the way.”

“And mine is Almond,” the hamster said.

“Did your owner name you that?” Lucky asked.

“No. I never had a human owner,” he said proudly. “I am the 5th born in a family of 13. But that’s not important right now! I have things to do and though I forgive you, I kindly ask you leave me to it.”

“Y-you said you were looking for food, right? If I help you can you guys help me?” Lucky asked pleadingly.

This offer perplexed Almond. He wondered if Lucky could be trusted after the affair from earlier. But he was out of options and needed to help his friend quick.

“You got yourself a deal… for now.”

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