Rascal had lived on the streets for so very long. He got a little rough on the edges.but he still wanted someone to love. He had been relaxing agaisnt the box he had lived in since he was young. Everyone avoids him since he was a black cat and a curse for people in this area. It was a cool night. No one cares about a Neko like Rascal. Rascal heard a ruffle at the front of his alley. He was confused. No one entered his alley. No one. Rascal heard a click and he looked up at the person who seemed to be pointing a gun at him. "We are finally going to get rid of the curse." Rascal heard the man say. He then heard the shot. Rascal was hit. He felt wet before he felt pain. He touched the chest looking at the blood.