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Secrets In The Dark	By : Daniella Category: +S through Z > SwatKats Views: 1763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two
"Talking"
'Thoughts'

Two weeks had passed since he’d arrived in Megakat City. He’d spent the time refamiliarizing himself with his former homeland. He took the occasional odd job to have pocket cash for necessities. No one disturbed him in the abandoned house he taken over as his own. Today, though, he had decided to visit the Home for Abandoned Kittens where he had been fostered out. He hoped to find some trace of where his twin had gone. When their parents died the city tried to find some blood family to take them but despite a lengthy search no relatives could be found. The twins were placed in the foster care system. No one cared enough to try and keep them together.

The foster home he’d been placed in was a nasty one. The foster parents, if you could call them that, were always out partying or drinking and leaving the kittens in their charge alone to fend for themselves. This led to anarchy among the fosterlings.

The oldest bullied the youngest and because he was new, the younger ones used what they had learned at the paws of the older ones to play cruel but harmless tricks on him. Their mind games gradually wore him down despite his efforts to withstand them. Finally, he tried to run away only to be returned several hours later. More abuse was heaped on him for his causing trouble.

Initially, when he’d been placed in this home, he thought if he was a good Iriomkat kitten, they would bring his sister to him or let him go to his sister or at least tell him where she was but no matter how good he tried to be no one cared. So after his one time running away, he did his best to avoid the other kittens and bided his time until he was old enough.

He was barely in his teens when he ran away for good. He earned some pocket money doing errands until he had earned enough to catch a bus to another city. He learned to fend for himself during this time and was a tough teen by the time he stepped off that bus. It was here that he met his mate, Amy. For three years those were the most happiest times for him but that too came to an end.

Now, back in the city where it had all started, he was determined to find his sister no matter the cost. Calmly he walked over to the receptionist at the desk, lightly sniffing the air to see if this she-kat was one of his kind or a Kat. He snorted when the scent registered Kat.

“Can I help you?” The old receptionist asked pushing her glasses up her nose to get a better look at him.

“Yes, I’d like to know if Mrs. Rockwell is still employed here and if so could if I could please speak with her?” He asked the old kat politely though inside he felt sick.

“Yes, Mrs. Rockwell is still here. Hang on a moment, I’ll see if she’s free right now. May I ask who you are?” the kat asked as she reached for her phone.

‘Worthless!’ He thought but spoke, “It Demon Feral.”

She nodded then dialed a number and waited. He looked around while he waited, not really listening to the conversation. He heard the sound of a click and turned to see she had hung up the phone.

“She say to come in.” The receptionist said politely.

“Thank you.”

He walked pass the lobby then down the hallway to a door with the name Hailey Rockwell plated on it. He raised a paw and knocked on the door. He heard a soft ‘come in’ and opened the door. Inside the room was a desk covered with paperwork and behind it was an aging she-kat whose once brown colored fur was beginning to show signs of gray.

“Demon? Oh, my! How you have grown! Come sit down.” Mrs. Rockwell said pleased and amazed that the former runt sized kitten had turned into this powerful looking male.

“Hello, Mrs. Rockwell. It’s good to see you again. How have you been these past few years?” Demon asked as he took a seat.

“It’s been good. I’ll be returning soon. Demon, where have you been all these years? If you don’t mind me asking.” She asked curiously.

“Here and there, I’ve been moving from city to city all these years. I’m glad to hear you’ll be returning.”

Mrs. Rockwell smiled, “Thank you. Now what can I do for you today?”

“I was wondering if you could tell me what happened to my sister after we were separated.” Demon asked hopefully

“I’m sorry, Demon, but I can’t tell you. The law doesn’t allow me to. I’m truly sorry.” Mrs. Rockwell said her face showing her disappointment.

“Couldn’t you just bend the law just this once? I’ve been trying to find my sister all these years!” Demon asked hoping his plea would change her mind.

“I’m sorry, I can’t.”

“You can’t or you won’t?” His voice becoming a little colder.

Mrs. Rockwell suddenly felt a shiver of fear run down her old body as Demon’s once friendly eyes turned cold. This was not the same frightened little kitten she had met years ago. There was a feeling of danger about him now that made her afraid the wrong word would have him attacking her.

“I think you should leave now.” Mrs. Rockwell said firmly trying to hide her fear.

Demon stood up looking down at her as if she was inferior to him. Cold fear held her but she didn’t show it.

Demon stared at her a little longer then left, slamming the door behind him causing the pictures on the wall to jump. Never in her life had she been so scared. She had been threatened many times before in her job but they were always threats. She realized what made her fear Demon so much was the fact she knew he would follow through if he ever made a threat. She shivered again and tried to put the incident out of her mind.

Out in the hallway, Demon stood a moment studying Mrs. Rockwell’s business card. He flipped it in his fingers and looked at the phone numbers for work and home. It was her personal number that interested him. He’d look up where she lived and pay her a visit where she would tell him what he wanted to know.

Feral sat in her apartment sprawled on her couch as she read Zachary’s preliminary report. So far the hunters had found no trace of their rogue nor had her enforcers. She was grateful for the latter since it meant their secret was still safe. Though her enforcers had run into a dead end, the hunters, by the decree of the elders, would continue the search.

Though Oliver was against it, he was forced to keep quiet due to the strong evidence she had presented. He still thought she was jumping at shadows. Nothing would convince him otherwise. It was lucky there were more sensible heads among the elders.
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Feral snorted at Oliver’s stubborn and obstinate behavior. She didn’t see how he could be an elder since he rarely showed any wisdom in his decisions. She sighed and tossed the folder down on the coffee table. Now it was a waiting game while the hunters searched.

Her golden eyes looked toward the clock hanging on the far wall of her apartment. The Elder Serena Elrice wanted to see her in half an hour. She had a good idea what the she-kat wanted to see her about.

With a sigh, she got up from the couch, got her coat and wallet and left for the club. She passed through the moderately busy place and slipped to the back then to the hidden secret door. Quickly triggering the release she opened the panel and went down the stairs. She gave a brief hello to the guards who opened the door for her. It was busy but not so much as when the elders held their meeting.

Quietly she found an vacant table and sat down. While she waited she watched the others in the room. A pair of twins, tom and she-kat, were playing a game of tag. Running around the two kitten shrieked with laughter and giggles. For a moment the scene reminded her of when she was a kitten and playing the very same game with her brother. Suddenly she was snap out her memory as the little Iriomkat she-kat tripped and fell.

The little one began to cry her paws to her face as she tried to stop the tears. Her twin stopped what he was doing and came quickly over to his sister’s side to comfort her.

“What was that look on your face, Dena? I’ve never see it on your face before.” A voice said suddenly near her side.

Startled Feral jumped up to look behind her. It was Elder Serena Elrice standing there eyeing her curiously. The old she-kat had rusty red colored fur with greenish blue eyes.

“Hello, Elder Serena.” Feral said politely, bowing her head to show respect but not answering her question.

“Just Serena for today. I’m glad you could come, I have some matters I wish to speak with you about.” Serena said sitting across from Feral.

“And what matters would that be El…Serena?” She asked in concern.

“As you know, Elder Oliver did point out a serious matter to you during the meeting.” Serena said quietly.

Feral growled, “What does that have to do with searching for the rogue?!”

“Nothing in truth, but Dena you really need to think seriously about this matter. It’s high time you found yourself a mate and have a few kittens.” Serena said ignoring Feral’s rising anger on the subject.

“I will! Just not right now! Having a mate and kittens wouldn’t be a good a idea at this time.” Feral growled.

“I understand that’s true, considering that job of yours. But we would like to see your family line continue. Your family was one of four families to learn magic.” Sarena said seriously.

“Yes, of course. To lose such a family line would be saddening and a great loss to the Iriomkat species, I understand that.” Feral said looking down ashamed.

Serena nodded, “If you need help in looking for a mate I can help. I could have you meet one of my grandsons. My youngest one is looking for his mate. You just might be…” She began.

“Thank you but no. I’d rather find my mate on my own.” Feral said quickly

“Just think about it okay?” Serena asked, letting the subject go for now.

“Yes, I will. Anything else?” Feral asked trying to change the subject without being rude.

Serena shook her head. Dena stood quickly, nodded respectfully then left. She grumbled angrily to herself as she went out the door of the club. Elder Serena was right about the real need for her to mate and bear kittens, she just didn’t think now was the time since the city was under constant siege from the big criminals. The council was pressing her now because she was just coming into her breeding years. Well they would just have to wait, she wasn’t looking right now.

Though Zachary had a thing for her, her instincts told her he wasn’t the one. Iriomkats mated for life. They had an inbuilt method of determining who was the right match for them. This took the guess work out of getting the right mate. Unlike Kats, there was no such thing as a wrong match. So even though Zachary really wanted to get together with her, if a real mate showed up, it would cause a strain between them. She would just rather avoid that. He was a good friend and she wanted to keep it that way.

Despite all the males she came in contact with in her job, none had ever triggered her mating instincts. When it did finally happen, it would place her in a dangerous position. Iriomkats went into an intense mating heat that bonded them to their new mate forging an empathic link between them. This would allow them feel each others emotions. When death took one half of the pairing, the other would mourn the loss, become cold and remote and, to often, not mate again.

As she stepped out of the club and went to her car, Dena sighed. Speaking of Zachary, he had called her earlier and asked that she come to a new club he was opening. She really wasn’t in the mood but she had promised.

As she drove, her mind still fumed. She still had a bad taste in her mouth over what Oliver had done during the meeting. She could understand Serena’s concerns but Oliver bringing it up had been for some agenda of his own. Mentioning her lack of a mate made it seem as if she wasn’t able to understand the fears of mated couples if a rogue was on the loose and the cost to them if their existence was revealed.

‘Seriously, one of these days I’m going to say to hell with the rules and kick Oliver’s sorry excuse of a tail!’ She thought as she reached the club.

Across the city, Demon was just leaving the house of Mr. and Mrs. Rockwell where he had paid her a visit tonight. He had shocked her when he showed up on her doorstep knocking then pushing her out of the way as she answered the door.

“Demon! What are you doing here? How did you find out where I lived?!” Mrs. Rockwell asked, terrified.

“I’m here to ask you one last time to tell me where my sister is of your own free will. If not, then I will force it out of you.” Demon warned her coldly, ignoring her questions.

Mrs. Rockwell stood there feeling like a deer caught in the headlights of a fast moving truck as Demon stared at with such cold eyes and voice. She could only stand there as her mind processed what Demon had demanded, unsure of what to do now.

“I-I can’t! It’s against the law!” Mrs. Rockwell repeated earlier, praying he would accept her inability to give him an answer.

“That’s…too bad. I sort of like you even if you are a kat.” Demon said moving to her, his paw reaching out.

“Hold it right there!” Barked a shaky voice.

Demon stopped his paw just an inch away from Mrs. Rockwell’s throat. His eyes flicked behind her and saw Mr. Rockwell standing in the hallway holding a gun on him. Demon suddenly smiled, it was cold and sinister as he focused on the gun.

“And if I don’t?” Demon asked still smiling.

“I’ll shoot!” Mr. Rockwell warned, wondering why this ‘kat’ wasn’t afraid.

Demon suddenly began to laugh hysterically. Mr. and Mrs. Rockwell could only stare at him as if he had just lost his mind completely. Then moving faster than they could register, Demon pushed Mrs. Rockwell out of his way and charged toward Mr. Rockwell who gasped and began to shoot. He only managed to get off one round before Demon was on him. A paw gripped the older kats wrist and squeezed till he was forced to let go of the gun and it dropped to the floor while Demon’s other paw reached out and gripped Mr. Rockwell’s throat in a viselike hold.

Mrs. Rockwell screamed in pure horror as a burst of electrical energy shot from Demon’s paw into her husband’s body. She could only watch, frozen in terror, as her husband died before her eyes. Demon smiled maniacally the whole time then released the dead body to drop heavily to the floor. Slowly he turned around to face the still frozen Mr. Rockwell.

“Y-y-you’re a-a m-m-monster!” Mrs. Rockwell finally stuttered, tears falling from her eyes.

“No, not a monster. I’m an Iriomkat.” Demon said raising his paw to form a ball of energy in his palm. “Now you will answer my question!” He said coldly as he approached her.

In the end, Demon did get some info on his sister. Before dying, Mrs. Rockwell told him his sister was holding a job in this city. It wasn’t as specific as he’d hoped but at least he knew she was in this city and he didn’t have to look elsewhere. Now all he had to do is think of what type of job his sister might take. He left the Rockwell’s house and walked down the street thinking.

He thought back in his memory to when they were kittens and about the things she liked to do. Somewhere in his memory, he should be able to figure out where she might be. He was so focused inward that he didn’t notice the group of thugs following him.

They surrounded him without him realizing it until he bumped into one of them. Frowning he stopped and looked around himself. Angry at being accosted he snarled at them.
“Get out of my way.” Demon growled, warningly.

“Oh, we will mister. But first give us all the money you got on you and we’ll let you live.” One of the thugs, obliviously the leader of the group, demanded with a smirked.

“Money and you’ll let me live?” Demon said incredulously, nearly laughing in disbelief that this Kat dared to threaten him and used the same words he remembered were said to his mate before she was killed.

“That’s right. Now…!” The Kat demanded again but never got to finish his sentence when a bolt of electricity struck him in the chest. The leader fell over dead.

“I’ll kill you all. Every single one of you!” Demon snarled turning on the others in a murderous rage. The rest of the gang stepped back in horror getting ready to run when Demon fell on them..

Across the city at the new club, Majik, Feral waited for Zachary, sipping some water and looking around. Music boomed loudly and colored lights flashed off and on. Though the new club looked pretty cool, she couldn’t keep her mind on the scene around her. It had been two weeks since the rogue had murdered that male, she wondered why there had been nothing more from them.

Suddenly a shadow loomed over her and wrapped two arms around her shoulders. She gasped as Zachary pulled her closer to his chest to give her a hug. He released her a second later and moved to sit down in front of her.

Taking her two paws in his he said, “I’m glad you could come.”

“Why did you want to see me? Did you find something on our rouge?” Feral asked hopefully.

“No more than what I told you earlier. Now would you please forget about the rogue and your work, for a little while? Tonight, I want you to have some fun.....enjoy yourself.” He begged her.
“Zachary, I can’t. You know I work early and there’s so much to do........” She began with a groan of annoyance.

“Come on Dena! You haven’t had any fun or spent any time with me since you joined the enforcers! Everything in your life can’t be just your work. It isn’t healthy and besides.....I miss you! Please say you’ll stay and have some fun for just a little while?” He urged her, trying to hold back his frustration with her.

“I know.....I’m sorry. It’s hard to juggle my duties as Chief Enforcer and a personal life. If this were an ordinary city, it wouldn’t be such a problem but Megakat City is anything but ordinary and I seem to have very little time to myself. I know you miss me......I miss spending time with you too.” She sighed, understanding only too well how her friend felt. They used to be inseparable when they were growing up but her job had pulled them apart. “Alright, but just for a few hours then I’ve got to go.” Feral said knowing she had to make up for the time she had spend away from him.

Zachary smiled, “Good. Now let’s hit the dance floor! I still remember what a great dancer you are.”

Feral blushed a little at Zachary’s words as he led her to the dance floor. She quietly sighed maybe this was what she needed to take her mind off things as she let Zachary take control of their dancing.
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