Guardian Cats and the Lost Books of Alexandria

Chapter 46: A purpose in life

Marco followed the gray cat to the rooftop. He wasn’t sure what to do about the fire, but he was sure he needed to keep track of the raccoon turned cat. He moved stealthily behind him, but he needn’t worry. Bait was too self absorbed.

Bait, the traitor, began a conversation with someone Marco couldn’t see. Someone he was obviously friends with.

“I’ve failed. Cicero has vanished and so, I assume, has the Book. My plan to smoke him out seems childish now," Bait was saying. Marco tuned his hearing and another voice became audible.

“While you’ve been playing with fire, I’ve been speaking with my benefactor. He sends you a message.”

“Yes?”

“He says we can give you something better than what you were looking for.”

“What could that possibly be?” demanded Bait.

“A purpose. You simply need direction.”

“What do I want with direction? I want my magic!” he said angrily.

“You don’t need silly magic tricks like shape changing anymore! That’s for beginners.”

A chill wind wrestled with the leaves on the magnolia tree.

“Stop playing around like this is some kind of game!” said the whispery voice. “You are behaving like a timid house cat!”

“That is unfair!” cried Bait.

“Then don’t bother me anymore. You don’t want my advice.”

“No. No! Don’t go. Tell me,” said Bait.

There was a long moment of silence before Marco heard them speak again.

“Think about it. You’ll never get to the Book as long as it has a Guardian. He’s only doing his job, you know, but he’s getting too old. Maybe he was good once upon a time, but no longer. The Book needs someone younger and stronger. You… you are the worthy one!”

“Yes, it is by all rights, mine.”

“That only proves his foolishness. His judgment is failing. It’s time you stepped in and took action. You must not hesitate or falter now.”

Marco smelled scorched paper and heard the crackle of burning books below mingled with the quiet sounds of treachery here on the roof.

“Cicero has been selfish, wanting to keep it all for himself. This is a Book to be shared and that will never happen as long as he is alive. You must have the courage to do what is necessary!”

A gust of wind whipped down from the roof and lightning from the approaching storm flared in the distance.