Jyera World Apocalypse

Ever since he woke up in that room and his size increased, Mr. Mustache knew something inside him had changed…

He became more intelligent, his memories of his quiet, comfortable life as a pet became clearer, and he was now even self-aware of his own existence…

His name was Mr. Mustache, and his father was Lucien… He now somehow understood most of the words his father said, but whenever he tried to respond or speak, all he made were the same old sounds…

But it seemed his father somehow understood him, at least sometimes…

In this new life of his, after his size increased, he loved hunting, something he had never done before… His father had always fed him since he was just a cub, but it seemed he was so good at it that the time he lived without hunting was a waste.

His father took him hunting every day, and he was improving steadily at it… The animals he hunted were also getting better and stronger, which made the hunt more interesting every time.

The animals he hunted most were what his father called rats… They were round and clumsy at first, and very small, but they were getting bigger and smarter. They no longer came at him like they always did, and now they ran and tried to hide.

It was a shame for them that this never worked; they smelled so bad that I could always find them easily.

The second animal that challenged him the most could fly in the sky. Like the rats, they simply came at me whenever they saw me. But since they were easy targets on the ground, they began to get smarter, trying to ambush me out of my sight or attacking me in groups.

It was a shame for them that I could hear their wings beating from afar, and they always became my dinner.

The last target was the dogs. I'd always hated them. There was one that lived below us, furry and loud... I could hear its barking even through the floor of our house... My father would sometimes come home with its scent on his body... It seemed like he was challenging me by leaving his stinky scent on him.

At the very end, it seemed like he died of old age... I smelled a bit of its scent mixed with blood on my father's body one last time, and now some new objects in the house vaguely resembled his old scent.

Anyway, dogs were strong and big, but I always outpaced them, so all I needed was time to defeat them... A single one was big enough to satisfy me for almost two days, depending on its size. But lately, it was getting colder; it seemed right to keep eating even if I wasn't hungry, so I kept hunting every day.

Today the hunt had been a lot of fun, I killed a flock of stupid birds that tried to ambush me, the feast was plentiful, and I was very satisfied, but I found something different... And after a long fight, the hardest of all I had so far, I had just defeated my greatest enemy.

He was identical to me, the same size, strength, agility, and speed… Only his fur was different, being a striped orange color.

Now that he was dead, and I was also quite satisfied with the birds I'd eaten, I decided to take him to his father. He was always happy when I fed him, especially when the creatures were large and powerful.

When I got back to our house, I noticed the gate was closed, and no matter how much noise I made, his father didn't come to open it.

The wall and railings of our house were high, but it was easy for me to jump over them. But this time, I was carrying prey the same size as mine, so it took me a while to climb and jump while carrying him.

After that, I made it to the stairs and continued dragging the prey until I reached our house.

"Bang"

A loud noise caught my attention halfway up the stairs, the loudest noise I'd ever heard, and it came from our house...

I put more strength into my legs, and as soon as I stepped off the stairs, I smelled a strange smell of something burning, and blood, lots of blood... Besides the large amount of blood, I also smelled strange people inside our house...

The door was still open, and when I entered, I saw my father standing in the middle of the living room. The strongest smell of blood came from the two dead prey animals lying on the floor... I recognized one of them as one of the humans in the building, someone I didn't like. At that moment, my father, who was standing next to the two dead prey animals, looked at me.

Fear...

It was the first time I'd felt fear since I stopped being a frightened puppy afraid of everything...

My father's eyes glowed like the new lights in our house, a strange and unusual hue, and he looked at me intimidatingly, a look I'd never felt from him before. I dropped the yellow cat's corpse and hid under the table where I always stayed. Father finally stopped looking at me and moved again. He placed one of his paws on the corpse, which immediately disappeared. Father always devoured whatever I brought him very quickly, leaving nothing behind.

His paw then touched the second corpse, making it disappear again... After that, he picked up the bloody clothes and shoes that remained on the floor and went to the dining room balcony, throwing them out the window...

Finally, he moved to a strange metallic object that had the strange, burning smell I'd smelled before, and made it disappear too. Only then did his eyes stop glowing...

***

One moment I was on the floor with one foot on my chest, and suddenly I was standing in the middle of the room, and the two intruders had disappeared...

I saw blood on the floor and quickly glanced in my father's direction as I ran to him.

"Dad, are you okay?"

I knelt beside him, confirming that the blood on the floor wasn't his, then untied him and carefully placed him on the couch.

When I turned to look at the rest of the room, something immediately caught my attention...

I saw a large corpse lying on the living room floor. At first glance, it looked like a puma, but it was just a large, mutant, orange tabby cat... Soon, my eyes caught sight of Mr. Mustache under the distant dining table, watching me...

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Mr. Mustache had arrived in time and managed to scare off the two bandits...

I ran to him and patted his head.

"Thank you, Mr. Mustache... Thank you for protecting our family..."

"Meow..."

"Yes, I'll give you a suitable reward... How about a burger?"

"Meow..."