**THE PURRMINATOR** **A BRAND NEW B TEAM ADVENTURE FOR 2025** **CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR**

The Purrminator is an action-packed experience that takes mew on a journey through a world of perilous danger with oodles of excitement, though sometimes in a scary way. With depictions of spine-tingling encounters, the story draws mew in, making mew feel as though mew are right there with young Melvyn, fighting for survival as he's relentlessly hunted by the evil cyborg machines, known as Purrminators, as he tries to find his Great Uncle Basil through time and space. Oh my Cod, will he make it?

HOLD ON TIGHT, GUYS; THIS IS GOING TO BE ONE WILD, FLUFFING ADVENTURE!!!

If mew missed the start of this brand-new adventure, click the links below:

Chapter One    Chapter Two    Chapter Three     Chapter Four     Chapter Five

 Chapter Six     Chapter Seven     Chapter Eight      Chapter Nine     Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven      Chapter Twelve     Chapter Thirteen      Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen     Chapter Sixteen     Chapter Seventeen     Chapter Eighteen     Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty     Chapter Twenty One     Chapter Twenty Two     Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Four

A Rare and Cunning Plan

            Commander Basil looked at the two Maine Coons on the floor. There was no way they could be moved in the condition they were. He knew in heart that it would be fatal. He glanced down at Melvyn in his arms, who was now stirring from his collapse, and his nephew blinked weakly.

“Uncle Basil,” Melvyn gasped. “My amulet… I think the necromancers are tracking the energy.”

Taking a deep breath, Commander Basil squeezed his eyes tight shut and prayed silently to Bast for a solution. The clock was ticking; the portal was almost active for travel, and there was too much at stake. Shadow and Ice needed proper help. Melvyn was depleted and essentially helpless.

Astrid broke the heavy silence, filling the bridge. “The portal mouth is widening.”

Snapping out of his reverie, Commander Basil looked around the bridge at each cat in turn. “You’re not going to like this,” he sucked in a breath as all eyes focussed on him. Letting the breath out. “My plan is this, Bomber and Smoke with Ice and Shadow stay with me in this T.T.T.B., and I take them back to BBHQ where I have a full Med Bay.”

“What?” Viper replied. “No way!”

Bomber stood and looked at his team. “Let Commander Basil finish,” he said.

“Then Havoc, Viper, Titan and Nitro take the second T.T.T.B. with Astrid 7.0 and Dave…”

Smoke cut in. “Commander, no, please don't split us up.”

Basil sighed. “Look, I know this plan isn’t ideal.”

“You don’t say!” Titan growled.

“Zip it!” Bomber instructed. “Let the Commander finish!”

“The second T.T.T.B. with half the M Unit can be the decoy to lure whatever is tracking this amulet,” he lifted the cord over Melvyn’s neck and placed the amulet into Viper’s paw. “While I take Melvyn and the other half of the M Unit back to BBHQ, and to safety.”

“What about our safety?” Nitro asked.

“As long as you keep jumping and never let them catch up, you’ll be fine,” Basil replied. “Astrid, give Astrid 7.0 the coordinates for that secret place only you and I know about, the pocket universe. Remember, after our pirate adventure a few years ago?”

“Yes Commander, I have sent them to Astrid 7.0 with the necessary instructions,” she replied.

Bomber looked confused. “Is my squad going to be ok, because if they're not, then this is off the table?”

“Once they’ve led the necros on a merry dance around the dimensions, Astrid 7.0 will take them to the safest place in creation. They can leave the amulet in very good hands, hang out for a few weeks as they will be completely undetectable and then return to BBHQ,” he paused. “By my reckoning, early November, four or five weeks tops.”

“I don’t like the sound of this at all,” Havoc said.

“I don’t know what other choice we have. If we all return to BBHQ, we’ll just be followed,” Basil replied. “And then a portal will open there, and fluff knows what will come out of it.”

Bomber stared at his squad, then at his brother and Ice on the floor, stable, but not stable enough. He glanced at Melvyn, who was still in the commander’s arms, eyes closed and now sleeping. He rubbed his face, then grimaced. “The commander is right, it’s the only way to get Melvyn to safety, and Shadow and Ice to a med bay.”

Astrid said. “I am detecting travel through the portal. There is no time left.”

Havoc, Titan, Viper and Nitro glanced at each other. Deep down, they knew this was the only way to take the heat off and give, not only Melvyn a chance but their squad mates too.

“Five weeks tops?” Titan asked.

Commander Basil nodded with a tight smile. “When you get to the pocket universe, don’t be surprised, just be happy. You’ll be safe there. Leave the amulet when you depart, and hopefully that will delay any future necro interactions and keep Melvyn safe.”

“We can do this,” Viper conceded. “It’s for the greater good, right?”

Bomber nodded solemnly. “You are the best of the best dudes, the most fearless and bravest fighters I have ever known, and if anyone can lead those necro fluffers a merry dance around the dimensions and not get caught, it’s you guys.”

Smoke powerfully balled his paw into a fist before delivering four distinct, forceful taps to his chest. “For you, my brothers, return safely, and we will be waiting.”

Bomber took off his armoured backpack and passed it to Titan. He didn’t know why, but something deep in his soul, the very core of his being, the part of him with a knowing that even he didn’t understand, insisted that this action must happen right now, in this moment, as there wouldn’t be another chance.

Titan gripped the slimline backpack and looked at Bomber, confusion spreading over his face.

“Don’t ask me why you need to take this, just take it. I’m sure all will be revealed when the time is right.”

Titan nodded, and he, Havoc, Viper and Nitro saluted their leader, then the six standing commandos paw bumped and four ran out of the door and into the second T.T.T.B., where Astrid 7.0 and Dave were waiting. The door closed, and the T.T.T.B. instantly rippled out of existence in this realm.

Seeing the empty space on the lawn through the monitors, and then spying a horde of red-robed necros charging through the garden. Commander Basil said. “Astrid, take us home.”

**AND CUT**

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