From: Shard Fields or Megasomething <goola2u@aol.compostheap> Subject: [PW!] That Shalt be King Hereafter... Date: Monday, December 06, 1999 7:24 PM (Note: As for the title, it's a Shakespeare reference. Read Macbeth if you don't get it.) Spheres don't lie. The circle, in it purest form, revealed to Sneakers what he was destined to do. What he was destined to bring, just as he was about to betray this purity, to release those he rightfully ruled, by virtue of his feline superiority. And so he walked out, minions with him still. He knew, somewhere deep in him, that this was insane, that he had lost his mind, but he couldn't resist the pull. He knew he was superior. Why had the cats not rose up and put the humans and the others in their place? A return was needed, a return to the days of Egypt, when it was known who was really the superior race. And he, for bringing this about, would be Khan, lord of cats, he whose pride was greatest, ruling with a kind paw to his feline brethren. No, the stasis, the staying put, had gotten to his head. A little fresh air would work wonders, and he'd be back to normal, right? This was crazy... or was it? There was only one other feline that Sneakers knew of who might be able to understand... Sneakers shuddered at the thought of that monstrous entity. He wouldn't go to Mewtwo, not if he could help it. Besides, Mewtwo was a mysterious creature, and there was know telling which, if any, of the rumors were true. At the very least, Sneakers was sure, the great beast who dwelt near Cerulean was barely feline. Impure. The creature might not be the right ally, to say the least. Perhaps it was time to lay low and consider. It was a feline practice, Sneakers decided, to crouch and hide before a pounce, and he would do just that. He would do just that. TBC... (Shimarisu or Insanellama, if you still want to have Sneakers along for the ride, you'd better contact me REAL fast.) .sig not included. Shard Fields on AGNP Megasomething on ATT