Secrets In The Dark | By : Daniella Category: +S through Z > SwatKats Views: 1763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Thirteen
“Talking”
‘Thoughts’
With the urgency of mating muted for now, T-Bone and Dena concentrated on finding Viper. T-Bone carefully opened the heavy door after they could hear no sound from the other side. Looking out into the corridor, he found no sign of Viper’s plants. Opening the door the rest of the way, he gestured Dena it was safe. They both now stood in the empty hallway, looking around and deciding where to go next. Dena had retaken her male image so her enforcers and Viper would know her at a glance.
"Come on! I need to find Razor and make sure he’s alright." T-Bone said, concerned for his best friend.
"Right behind you." Dena said, her male voice sounding strange to his ears.
The two carefully walked down the hallway to the room T-Bone had seen Razor escape into. Opening the door he looked quickly around but there was no sign of his partner. ‘Where had he gone?’ T-Bone wondered with a frown.
“T-Bone, look!" Dena said excitedly.
The sandy tom turned to look where his dark furred mate was pointing. In the ceiling was a vent whose covering had been removed. It was far too small for T-Bone but Razor could have gone through it easily. At least they knew how he’d gotten out of the room, but where was he now?
"Where is he?" T-Bone asked out loud.
"You do have a radio in your helmet don’t you?” Dena asked with a snort of amusement at her mate’s befuddlement.
"Um...yeah." T-Bone said, feeling like an idiot as he quickly tapped his helmet com. “Razor?”
"T-Bone! You alright, buddy?" Came the relieved voice of his partner.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Dena is too."
"What happen?! I’ve been trying to reach you for the past hour!"
T-Bone could only blush at that. He had been way too busy being intimate with his mate when Razor had tried to reach him. He glanced at Dena and saw she was blushing too, her ears twitching, a sign she had heard what Razor had said.
"Sorry! I...I'm...I was...uhm...busy..." T-Bone stuttered lamely.
A pause and a brief "Oh." Let T-Bone know his partner had guessed what the tom had been up to and his voice held an embarrassed note in it.
Before it could get too uncomfortable, T-Bone changed the subject. “Where’s Viper?” He asked.
"In the west wing. He’s trying to steal the plans for the Resurrection Project." Razor answered
"Resurrection Project?" T-Bone asked, not sure if he heard Razor correctly.
"The project is to try to grow plants from ancient seeds from the distant past. Stupid, huh?” Dena snorted in amusement.
"Very." T-Bone said in agreement. "Obviously we have to stop him. Got any idea how?”
“Best way is to cause a distraction large enough to pull him away from the lab then we can get a drop on him.” Razor said. T-Bone relayed that to Dena and wasn’t happy with her answer.
"Well, I can provide the distraction with my enforcers. Once he’s busy with us, you two can take him out, making it easier for me to arrest him.” She said, while privately surprised at herself at her willingness to work with them. ‘It not as if I have any other choices right now, do I?' She thought ruefully.
T-Bone gave her a quick worried look. "You sure? What if..." He started to object.
“I’ve been doing this for quite a few years, believe or not. Don’t worry, I’ll be alright." Dena soothed her mate while snorting privately about over protective males.
T-Bone caught her patient amusement over their bond and kicked himself for forgetting she was quite capable unlike a she-kat. After all, she had been Chief Enforcer far longer than he had been an enforcer himself and being a powerful Iriomkat on top of that. He grimaced, it had to be his very male need to protect his mate for him to feel the way he did. He would have to work on that or he’d be pissing his mate off constantly whenever she threw herself into danger.
With some reluctance, T-Bone told Razor what Dena planned to do.
“You okay with that, buddy? I know you mustn't like the idea." Razor asked his friend.
“No! But that’s my problem not hers. I’ll respect her wishes and just let her do what she has to do.” T-Bone said in resignation.
“Okay, then meet me at the entrance to the west wing. We’ll go from there.” Razor said briskly.
“Roger!” T-Bone said, cutting the connection. He turned to Dena, “He and I will meet at the west wing entrance then wait until you cause your distraction then go in and tag Viper.”
She grimaced, not happy about him facing down Viper but said nothing. Time later for discussing the subject of taking risks like he did.
They quickly took off in two different directions. Dena headed for an outside exit where she could summon her enforcers by radio. She gathered them together and made for the west wing at a run.
Meanwhile, T-Bone met up with his partner. Razor had already carefully cased the area and found a spot where they could hide until the enforcers rousted the plants and Viper from the lab down the hall from them.
Using his partner’s shoulders, Razor shoved a ceiling panel aside and leaped inside. He helped his partner join him then they replaced the panel, leaving a small space to see through and waited.
The enforcers with Dena in the lead, charged nosily down the corridor. In the lab, Viper was trying to download printed copies of the project at one of the many computers along on wall. His hissed when he heard the enforcers coming his way.
“Keep them busssy!” He hissed at his plant army. A mushroom monster and various flying plantimals headed out the door and right for the enforcers. The battle was just past where the SWAT Kats were hiding.
They dropped down from the ceiling then charged back the way the plants had come. Viper was still at the computer when they burst into the lab. T-Bone raised his glovetrix and sent a net missile over the lizard Kat while Razor fired a gas grenade at the same time. The dark purple gas distracted Viper so he didn’t see the net till it was wrapping itself around him.
"No!" Viper hissed out struggling against the net.
"Don't bother Viper. That net is strong enough to hold ten kats." Razor said coming to stand by the mutant Kat..
"Crusssse you, SSSSWAT Katsss!" Viper hissed out again.
"Yeah, Yeah." T-Bone said helping Razor drag Viper out.
Meanwhile in the corridor, Dena’s enforcers were decimating the plants while she impressed them all by taking out the mushroom monster with an energy ball when her laser didn’t work. She was giving orders for cleanup with the SWAT Kats walked up dragging an furious Viper.
Without a word to them, she gestured for a pair of officers to take Viper into custody. While the commotion was going on, T-Bone tapped Dena on the shoulder signaling he wanted to speak with her. He stepped into an empty office while his partner disappeared outside.
Looking around her, Dena ensured no one was paying attention to her before stepping into the same room.
“Is something wrong? Did you get hurt?" Dena asked using their bond to see if her mate had been injured during his fight.
"Nah! We surprised Viper and took him without a fight. I just wanted to be sure you’d go home as soon as Viper and your paperwork was wrapped up.” He said softly, pressing his body against hers.
“I will but it’ll be a few hours.” Dena warned him.
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll get dinner for us and be waiting.” He said huskily.
“Hmmm, sounds perfect. See you later.” She purred, nuzzling him before leaving him to return to her troops.
He waited till the enforcers were gone from the corridor before slipping out of the building and joining his partner in the Turbokat. In minutes they were on their way home.
The next morning dawned, bright and sunny. The attack by Viper on the university was nearly forgotten by the populace as they rose to greet another day. In a neat apartment, a doe colored she-kat with brown hair that had two white streaks in the front, awakened earlier than normal.
Abrielle Anwar had promised her brother, Bruce, that she would kitten sit her nephews today. Bruce and Lesley had needed some time together, alone.
Quickly getting up, she showered and ate breakfast. Less than an hour later, she was stepping out of her apartment and heading for her car in the parking lot. As she pulled out into traffic and headed for her brother’s place, she began to feel a ripple of foreboding sweep over her. A cold chill chased down her spine and her stomach was clenching with tension.
Unfortunately, Abrielle knew this feeling well. She might not be the seer her brother was, but her sixth sense was strong enough to let her know she was heading into a bad situation. The feeling grew stronger and stronger the closer she got to her brother’s home.
By the time she parked before his house, she knew something bad had happened here. She sat in her car and stared at her brother’s front door for several minutes.
There were times in her life she wished her feelings were wrong, just this once she wanted it to be mistaken. Swallowing her fear and trepidation, she climbed out of her car and headed up the walkway to the front door. Reaching out for the door she was taken aback to see the door was opened slightly.
Biting her lower lip again, she reached out to the door handle, gripping it tight. Instantly, emotions that were not hers swept over her. The feelings ranged from anger to fear. Gradually images began to form in her mind’s eye.
The events of the night before began to replay in her head like a movie. She watched in growing horror at what had transpired in the house. She saw the glass breaking in the living area that sent Bruce to his feet in the kitchen where he had been sitting with his wife, Lesley. She saw him gesture Lesley to run upstairs to their kittens. Her sister-in-law raced up the stairs out of sight just as Arielle saw Zachary come into the kitchen with two others.
She watched in disbelief as her brother and Zachary traded words. Her attention was distracted by a shadowy figure slipping past in the corner of her eye. She directed her vision to focus on this figure and saw it was a male Iriomkat heading up the stairs.
Loud voices raised in anger impinged on her ‘mental ears’ dragging her attention back to Zachary and Bruce. They were arguing about something from the angry look on Zachary’s face which changed to a look of displeasure due to something her brother had said. The two other males looked on with cold pleasure and anticipation. Her brother suddenly cried out in pain and she knew what had been done to him.
“Don’t do this.” Abrielle whispered aloud, feeling helpless as she continued to watch the nightmare play itself out. She felt anguish when she witnessed her brother submit to whatever it was Zachary and the others wanted. Not able to take anymore, she removed her paw from the door handle.
Clenching her paws, she stumbled back down the sidewalk and made for her car. ‘I’ve got to warn the Elders. I just can’t believe Zachary would betray us like this. How could he be so willing to side with the rogue?’ She thought anxiously as she started her car and tore away fast.
It was moving toward noon and in a warehouse located on the docks, a family of four huddled in fear. They had been separated, with the father in one cage and the mother and two kittens in another. The room was huge with rays of sunlight coming through windows located high in the ceiling. The warehouse was filled with crates and their cages were hidden behind a wall of them.
Bruce watched as his wife, Lesley tried to comfort their two sons who were crying softly. His need to protect his family was thwarted by their separation and it made him angry and afraid.
They were all hungry and thirsty by the time they heard footsteps heading their way. Bruce was immediately on guard getting up from the spot in the back of the cage where he had been sitting, to the bars of his cage. Lesley quickly gathered their kittens in her arms and moved to the rear of her cage.
Moments later, a large stranger with gold eyes and Zachary came around a huge stack of crates and walked up to Bruce’s cage. The captive Iriomkat gripped the bars of his cage hard enough to make his knuckles white.
“Bruce Anwar, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m sorry we couldn’t meet under better circumstances.” Demon said pleasantly.
“So, you’re the rogue.” Bruce said tightly, staring at the huge male. “What do you want from me?” He said, glaring threateningly at Demon.
“To the point, I see. Very well…. Zachary and I need your help in performing the spell to break the soul bond of my sister.” Demon said promptly.
Bruce stared appalled at Demon for a moment before turning his attention to Zachary. “You know I can’t do that...the spell is forbidden and with good reason.” He said tightly.
“I don’t care what the reason is! You will performed the spell to free my sister.” Demon snarled, dragging Bruce’s attention back to him. His eyes narrowed coldly as he added, “That’s if you want your half breed family to live.”
Bruce’s eyes widened as Demon turned and walked over to where the tom’s kittens and mate were. He raised a paw and gathered pure electrical energy in his palm. The kittens cried out in terror. Lesley did also but bravely pulled her kittens close and turned her back to the threat, using her body as a shield.
“No! Don’t hurt them!” Bruce shouted his plea. He shot out a paw beseechingly to Zachary, “Stop him, please! Don’t let him hurt them!” He was shocked when Zachary just stared at him coldly.
“It’s your choice, Anwar! Perform the spell or lose your family! Which one will it be?!” Demon demanded still holding the ball of energy in his palm.
“Alright, I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Just don’t hurt them!” Bruce moaned in despair.
Demon absorbed the energy and lowered his paw, a look of triumph on his face. “Good. Now tell us what you need in order to cast the spell.” Demon said briskly.
While Anwar was being threatened, at Club Imrie Dena was speaking with Rick. Serena suggested she get with him to discuss ways to find and capture the rogue. Unfortunately, she was finding him resistant to a suggestion she’d just made about having outside help with their search.
“You want me to work with who?!” Rick asked, resentment plain in his voice.
“It’s only until we capture the rogue. They are not that difficult to work with and we need all the help we can get. The rogue is causing far too much disruption already and must be stopped. So please just bear with it till it’s over.” Dena urged him, trying to get him to see past his annoyance to the bigger picture.
“Look, Dena. I don’t mind helping you when even you need it but them…” Rick said, his eyes flashing with distrust.
“I know you and Zachary don’t exactly like them but that shouldn’t matter when all of Iriomkat and Katkind are in danger. Your problems with them have no bearing on the disaster that’s facing us now.” Dena said more firmly.
Rick stared at her intently then sighed. She was right, he realized, personal problems had no place in this when they were in so much danger. “Fine, I’ll do it. When do they arrive?” He asked in resignation.
“In a few…” Dena started to answer when the front door of the club slammed open. Halting in the doorway, gasping for breath, was a frightened Iriomkat female.
“Who is that?” Dena asked in surprise, getting up from her chair in a hurry and moving toward the female.
“Abrielle!” Rick called out the female’s name as he rushed to the female’s side, upset to see her in such distress.
“R-Ricky! Th-the rogue! He has my brother and….Z…”Abrielle gasped unable to finish until she could catch her breath.
Rick reached her side and wrapped a comforting arm around her waist. Abrielle leaned against him for support.
“Dena...a glass of water.” Rick requested helping Abrielle to their table.
Dena quickly got the glass of water from behind the bar and hurried over to them, handing it to Abrielle. She sipped the water quickly as she tried to calm her breathing so she could relay what happened.
“Abrielle, you said the rogue has your brother. Why?” Rick asked bewildered.
“I don’t know. But…” She started to say when the entry of someone else interrupted.
“Whoa, what’s going here?” Asked a familiar gravely voice.
“T-Bone.” Dena said, glad to see her mate.
T-Bone eyed the tense group at the table a moment, wondering what he and Razor had walked in on this time.
“It’s the rogue. He’s kidnapped Bruce Anwar, our genetics specialist. I don’t understand why he would take one of his own species, it doesn’t make sense.” Dena told T-Bone, shaking her head in confusion.
“It wasn’t just my brother but his mate and kittens he took as well. But there’s something else…” Abrielle jumped in then paused again, unsure how they would take this next bit of news.
“Something else? What is it?” Dena demanded urgently, turning back to the female.
Abrielle bit her lip then took a deep breath and plunged on. “It’s Zachary. He…he’s helping the rogue.” She said unhappily.
A stunned silence filled the room at Abrielle words. The looks on both Rick and Dena’s faces were of shock, doubt and disbelief.
“No way!... Zachary…he would never...he…” Rick stuttered anxiously, trying to come up with a reason as to why his twin would do such a thing.
“It’s true! He’s helping the rogue. I saw it through my vision. He’s doing it to gain something.” Abrielle said with certainty.
T-Bone eyes widened at Abrielle’s last comment then turned to stare at Dena who looked at him with the same sick suspicion.
He swallowed and his paws clenched into fists while a thrumming in his mind was the taut refrain, ‘He won’t take my mate...I won’t let him...she’s mine...Dena’s mine!’
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