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Secrets In The Dark	By : Daniella Category: +S through Z > SwatKats Views: 1763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own SwatKats, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Chapter Four

“Talking”

‘Thoughts’

Author's Note: Here's a dark story with a different kind of twist. Hope you like it. Ulyferal is acting as my beta for this story.

It was near late afternoon when dark, stormy clouds began to cover the sky over Megakat City. Katizens hurried inside to avoid the rain they thought was coming. But those that hid themselves among katkind could sense this was no ordinary storm. They moved even faster than the kats to get out of sight knowing that more than rain was coming and they didn’t want to be involved in the trouble that was about to be visited on the city again. Very quickly, high winds began to shake parked cars, spin debris into the air and shove kat and Iriomkats alike off their feet.

At Enforcer Headquarters, Feral stood by her windows looking out at the storm, which grew darker and darker. She could feel a tingling wave of static energy run down her back. The energy was mixed with something else...magic! Dena didn’t even need to be told who was about to show up, she already sensed the Pastmaster’s particular brand of magic.

Growling Feral walked over to her coat tree, grabbed her coat and yanked it on. ‘Perfect! As if I didn’t have enough on my plate!’ She thought bitterly as she quickly buttoned up the coat. She paced back to the window to wait for the official call of alarm. Less than a few minutes later her radio chimed.

“Feral here.” Feral barked into it.

“Sir, the Pastmaster has been spotted at the Megakat Natural History Museum” Dispatch reported.

“Great, is there any word as to what his target is this time?” She asked.

“Not yet sir! He’s only just been spotted going in from the roof. Dr. Sinian has been notified and on the alert to see what he’s up to. The Deputy Mayor is there with her.” He told his superior.

‘Oh great! That’s all I need, having the Deputy Mayor in the middle of this,’ She thought angrily but answered her dispatch, “Understood. Send a ground squadron to secure the area. I’m on my way.”

“Yes, sir!” He acknowledged and clicked off.

With the order going through, Feral headed for the elevators. She was soon running down the stairs to her car then racing with siren screaming for the museum. At the scene, she was pleased to see her enforcers were quickly securing the area. As she climbed out of her vehicle and sought her sergeant to get a report, she heard powerful engines roar overhead. She didn’t need to look up to know the bane of her existence had arrived.

Snarling her displeasure, Feral turned to the Sergeant, “Report!”

“Dr. Sinian was able to tell us that the Pastmaster is at the vault where they store rare and valuable books. She had a suspicion he was after a book called the Avalon Spells recently acquired by the museum.” The Sergeant said briskly.

“Good, hopefully we can keep this book out of the Pastmaster’s paws.” Feral said then rounded up a small group of enforcers to enter the building.

Feral and her small group entered the main foyer and were greeted by Dr. Sinian and Ms. Briggs.

“Commander Feral!” Ms. Briggs called out spotting the tall tom.

“You alright, Ms. Briggs, Dr. Sinian?” Feral asked glancing over the two for any type of injuries.

“Yes, but the Pastmaster…” Ms. Briggs began to say before Feral cut her off.

“Don’t worry, Ms. Briggs. We’ll handle it. Where is the vault located.” She quickly asked Dr. Sinian.

“Right corridor, through the ‘Employees Only’ door at the end then go to the left until you get to the Rare Book Department. The vault is at the rear of the office.” Dr. Sinian said quickly.

“Got it! Officers Soto and Mickson, escort Ms. Briggs and Dr. Sinian out of here. The rest of you stay with me.” Feral ordered as she prepared to head off.

“Commander, whatever you do, don’t let the Pastmaster get a hold of that book! If he gets it, that book will increase his magic a hundred times over.” Dr. Sinian warned Feral.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Feral said frowning as she and her group began hurrying down the indicated corridor.

Pushing through the employee door, Feral could hear the Pastmaster shouting and the sound of weapons fire. She suspected the SWAT Kats had already arrived ahead of her as she quickly reached the office door and burst in.

In a glance, Feral saw rows of desks and work benches and near the back was a heavy steel door that stood open. Fortunately for everyone, the SWAT Kats had, so far, been able to keep the Pastmaster from entering the vault. The Pastmaster was pressed back against a wall near the massive vault while the SWAT Kats were firing at him from behind the steel door.

Before Feral could take action, the Pastmaster noted he was trapped and fired his watch at the room’s ceiling. A beam of purple light spat out causing the ceiling to explode. Feral slammed a paw into an enforcer behind her sending him back as she jumped forward just as the debris from the ceiling fell between them. A cloud of dust filled the air blocking her sight from her other officers.

“I got you now, SWAT Kats!” Pastmaster shouted pointing his watch at them again. This time he managed to hit Razor sending him flying back away from his partner and hitting a row of desks before fetching up against a far wall.

“Razor!” T-Bone yelled in fury at seeing his friend hurt.

Taking advantage of T-Bone’s distraction, the Pastmaster again made for the vault. He wasn’t fast enough though before T-Bone jumped in front of him. Behind him a blinded Feral heard T-Bone’s yell and opened her eyes to see the tabby trying to block the ugly troll. She ran forward to help.

The Pastmaster snarled in fury but sensed someone was behind him. Daring to glance over his shoulder he saw Feral, covered in dust and coughing, running up to block his escape. He jumped to the side allowing Feral to plow into the SWAT Kat sending them both through the open door.

“Ha, stupid mortals!” The Pastmaster snorted derisively as he fired another purple beam at them.

The beam hit the pair and sent them flying toward the back of the vault. T-Bone hit a shelf that sent books flying off it to the floor. Feral landed across the tabby’s waist as they both crashed to the ground, the books strewn around them.

The pair lay stunned and unable to move. Feral managed to raise her head a bit and saw the Pastmaster enter the vault and approach. His eyes were focused on a particular book that was just in front of her outstretched arm.

Realizing this was the book the Pastmaster wanted and forgetting Dr. Sinian’s warning of how powerful it was, Feral lunged her arms out and grasped the book in her paws. The magical energy from the book of spells slammed into her. It immediately clashed with her own magic and shook her hard. There was a roaring in her ears and she could barely hear the outraged cry. It took all her effort to turn and look at the now hopping mad Pastmaster.

“No! That’s my book! Hand it over! It’s mine!” He screamed as he tried to grab the book from Feral’s clutches.

Despite the overwhelming power racing through her, she managed to focus enough to wrench the Pastmaster’s watch from his grasp and send him hurtling out of the vault using the magic pouring through her. To her dismay the magic also caused the vault door to close on them. She stared helplessly as it shut tight with a dull thud.

The book was still making her shake. Knowing it was safe now, she quickly let go of it. That was a mistake because as soon as her paws dropped the book it caused a backlash that knocked her out and dispelled her protective illusion.

Silence reigned for several minutes before T-Bone groaned his way to consciousness. His head throbbed and his ears rang. When he opened his eyes, he found the room was in darkness and completely quiet. From his prone position he turned on his helmet light and looked around.

“Aw Crud!” He muttered as he realized he was shut inside the vault. As he tried to sit up, it was then he realized something warm was pinning him down. Turning his head and looking down his body he saw a familiar uniform.

Grunting he reached down to shove the Commander off him but when his paws touched the body he jerked them back in shock. The body didn’t feel right. Cautiously, he reached out again and carefully rolled the body over. It lay across his lower legs now so he could sit up. Shining his light down once more he choked in shock. Though the uniform was unmistakably the Commander’s, the face and body definitely were not.

At first his mind simply couldn’t accept what it was seeing. Thinking a female enforcer had been caught somehow in the cross fire and that Feral had landed somewhere else, he looked around the vault but there was no one else but them. Looking back down at the she-kat, he shook his head, ‘No way! This has got to be some sort of dream!’

But there she was laying on his lap wearing the Commander’s uniform. Gently T-Bone moved her off him and onto the floor. Now that he could see her better he could see some trace of the Commander in her features and body shape.

“Okay, T-Bone, now’s the time to wake up.” T-Bone muttered, hoping he had simply hit his head hard enough to hallucinate. He just couldn’t believe what his eyes were telling him. He turned his attention away, looking around him again.

Suddenly the female moaned, snapping T-Bone out of his daze and forcibly dragging his attention back to the figure on the floor. Feral opened her eyes then jerked her head away as a bright light blinded her. When her vision cleared she carefully looked back and was able to see the bigger of the two SWAT Kats staring down at her in stunned disbelief. Frowning at his expression she pushed herself to a seated position and looked at him.

“What?” Feral snapped at him, so addled still that she didn’t notice her voice was different.

“You’re…you’re…” T-Bone tried to say.

“Spit it out!” Feral snarled, now even more annoyed with the male.

“You’re female!” The tabby finally blurted out.

Feral blinked at him in shock for a second before looking down at herself. She gasped as she realized the damn spell book had managed to dispel her illusion. Horrified and angry, she looked back at T-Bone who was studying her form from top to bottom. He was obviously still trying to deal with what his eyes were telling him when he reached out to touch her chest.

She slapped his paw away and hissed, “Watch it! Just because I’m in my true form doesn’t mean you can just touch me!”

“Sorry! It’s just…this is incredible. All this time you looked and acted male and you’re obviously not. How is this possible?” He said in a daze.

Feral sighed, “I’m an Iriomkat, not your species at all. We are able to use magic to hide our appearance if we desire.”

“What?! You don’t look like one and why would you want to hide what you are anyway?” T-Bone asked in confusion. “And I thought Iriomkats were extinct.”

“Centuries ago, to protect our species from complete annihilation by katkind, we learned how to hide ourselves. Our numbers have increased but we don’t trust your kind so we remain hidden.” She explained.

“Oh, I didn’t know we treated you that badly.” T-Bone said in shocked dismay. “Makes sense you would want to protect yourself. But this is modern times, don’t you feel its okay to be seen now? I mean just in Megakat City alone we’ve seen stranger things and have accepted them rather easily.” He questioned her curiously.

“That doesn’t mean you would accept us that easily.” Feral said dismissively.

“I won’t argue with you about it and I’m still having a hard time believing what you’re telling me even though the evidence is in front of my nose. That still doesn’t explain why you took a male form and why you wanted to be an enforcer when you could have taken any other job and no one would be the wiser.” T-Bone persisted still not able to believe the kat in front of him.

“I’ll answer your questions only if you promise me one thing!” Feral finally huffed impatiently.

“What is it?” The tabby asked cautiously.

“That you don’t tell anyone not even Razor what I really am!” Feral said seriously looking into T-Bone’s masked eyes. She was taking a gamble on this Kat’s integrity but something in her told her she could trust his word.

T-Bone could tell there was more to this than she was saying. He still had trouble believing that she wasn’t a kat or even male. This was obviously a serious matter and if she was telling the truth, the fate of an entire race rested on his shoulders. He couldn’t betray the trust Feral had already given him in telling as much as she had. With a sigh he gave his word.

“I promise.” T-Bone said solemnly

She sighed inwardly in relief. She began to unbutton her coat and pull it off then unbuttoned her shirt.

T-Bone’s eyes widened in embarrassed shock. “What the heck are you doing?”

“I’m proving to you that what I’ve been saying is the truth.” She huffed as she pulled down her shirt and turned her back to him to reveal her fur.

T-Bone stared at the strangely marked fur before him. Dusky dark spots in dense longitudinal rows tented into bands of seven dark stripes that ran along her neck and back. Slowly he reached out and touched her. He let out a small gasp at how soft and silky her fur was. Mesmerized by its texture he couldn’t help stroking her back, tracing the stripes. He felt her shiver under his touch and it effected him in a way he couldn’t explain.

Feral bit her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure from the tabby’s caress on her back. She couldn’t understand why this tom’s touch was sending arousing tingles of pleasure through her body. Confused, she pulled forward, breaking the contact. She quickly pulled her shirt back up over her shoulders and turned to look at T-Bone.

“Now do you believe me?” She demanded.

“It can’t be! Those markings could mean anything!” He said shaking his head.

Feral hissed in frustration and raised a paw into the air. Turning her paw over she formed a ball of energy on her palm. “Is this proof enough now?” She said in annoyance.

T-Bone stared at her palm in amazement even after she had reabsorbed the energy and dropped her paw. “Crud! So Iriomkats are still around and you use magic to change your appearance, heh?” He said more to himself than her. “Okay, say I believe this, answer my earlier question...why did you make yourself look male and join the enforcers?”

“I had my own reasons for being an enforcer that are none of your business. As for changing my female appearance...you know the enforcers are mostly run by males. To get in without all the prejudice and hassle, I simply changed my appearance. I went through the academy and moved up the ranks all on my own.” She said with a hint of pride.

She began to button up her shirt and T-Bone couldn’t help letting his eyes stray over the lovely expanse of female anatomy as it was being rapidly covered up. He was glad she couldn’t see his eyes or he would have been mortified if she caught him sneaking a peek. He felt his face burn at where his thoughts were going and quickly looked away from her.

“Ulysses Feral, is that your real name?” T-Bone asked, keeping his eyes averted.

“Not exactly, Ulysses was my father’s name. I took it when I joined the enforcers. My last name is correct but my first name is Dena.” She said briskly as she slipped her coat back on and buttoned it.

When she looked up from her task, Dena noticed that the SWAT Kat was no longer looking at her. ‘Well it is quite a shock for him’ She thought. She reached out to touch his arm to draw his attention back to her. The moment her fingers touched his wrist a jolt of energy whipped through both of them. It didn’t hurt but it did get T-Bone’s attention firmly back on her.

He studied her more closely, now that the shock had worn off. What he saw was a beautiful female with a heart shaped face, dark hair falling softly to her shoulders, a slender neck, and well-toned athletic body under the form fitting uniform that left nothing to the imagination. She was built nearly the same way as her male persona but with definite feminine curves. His mind strayed a moment into fantasy, wondering what she would look like without her clothes and to have this powerful looking female moaning her pleasure under him. Stunned at himself, he quickly shoved the unwanted thoughts and feelings away in his mind. His face burned with heat.

Dena was also having some problems as she studied the undeniably well built tom. Despite the mask, she could tell he had a handsome face, his body clearly showed an attention to physical exercise. His broad chest practically strained the G-suit that fit him like a glove. His arms and legs were thick and powerful. Her mind took an erotic detour, imaging what it would be like to have him pinning her down and thrusting hard within her as her legs wrapped around that powerful torso. She gulped in shock and yanked her paw and eyes away. Her face burning with embarrassment and confusion.

“Anyway, the book. Where it is?” T-Bone asked quickly to give them a chance to recover from their shock at what had just past between them.

She welcomed the change in subject as she answered, “Right behind you. You are going to have to pick it up since just touching it caused me to lose my illusion. It clashes with my magic in a really bad way.”

T-Bone eyed her in surprise but didn’t argue as he picked up the indicated book. He carefully placed it back on the shelf behind them and began to pick up the other books as well. She helped him with the task and soon the books were back on the shelf though they obviously didn’t know if they were in the right order. Dr. Sinian’s people could take care of that.

Just as they finished their self-imposed task, there was a loud rap on the door. T-Bone moved quickly over to it.

“T-Bone! T-Bone can you hear me?!” Razor’s barely heard voice came through the thick steel.

“I hear you Razor!” T-Bone shouted at the top of his lungs making Dena wince. “Get us out of here!”

“I’m on it.” Razor shouted back.

Turning toward Dena, T-Bone started to say, “You’d better…” but halted when her form wavered a moment and the male he knew so well stood there once more.

“What?” Feral asked.

“Nothing.”

“T-Bone…remember your promise.” She reminded him.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. I doubt they’d believe me anyway.” T-Bone reassured her.

“Thank you.”

T-Bone blinked in surprise, all the time he’d known the Commander, the hard-nosed enforcer had never said thank you. But then he realized he had never really known this person before either. Not knowing why he did it, T-Bone took a deep inhale through his nose to take in her scent. She smelled like the air before a storm mixed with rain with an underlying hint of the exotic, definitely not kat. She attracted him like no other she-kat had.

Dena also found herself taking in his scent. She just couldn’t understand why she found him so attractive. She smelled a musky odor that was spicy mixed with the scent of jet fuel and other metallic odors. His scent sent a thrill of pleasure through her yet again. Her mating instinct began to take notice to her complete bewilderment.

Two confused and attracted felines blinked in the bright light when the vault door opened suddenly. Waiting there for them were Razor, Dr. Sinian and Ms. Briggs. All looking quite relieved to see them both alright.

“What happened out here?” T-Bone asked immediately.

“The Pastmaster got away.” Razor said with a sigh of disgust.

“Is the book still here?” Dr. Sinian interrupted anxiously.

“Yes, he didn’t get it!” Feral answered immediately.

Dr. Sinian sighed with relief and stepped past the pair to take a look at her precious book. As Feral was speaking with Dr. Sinian and he was talking to Razor, he couldn’t help but look at the Commander again, still unable to shake the fact that wasn’t a male standing there.

“T-Bone?” Callie asked hesitantly.

“Yes, Ms. Briggs?” T-Bone asked, quickly turning his attention to her.

“You sure you’re alright? Commander Feral didn’t do anything to you did he?” Callie asked curiously. T-Bone seemed to be behaving oddly.

When Callie said ‘he’, T-Bone was sorely tempted to correct her but stopped himself and said instead, “I’m fine and no, he didn’t do anything while we were in there except to help me pick up the books that had fallen from the shelf.” He said easily.

Not looking convinced, Ms. Briggs frowned a bit then nodded and left it at that. T-Bone was relieved she wasn’t going to press the matter as he turned to his partner.

“Let’s head out of here, buddy.” He said heading for the door.

“With you on that one.” Razor said following him.

Just before he stepped through the door, T-Bone glanced back and saw Callie lecturing Dena. The Commander seemed to be only half listening as her eyes caught his a moment. He broke the contact and continued on down the corridor. He didn’t realize he was silently mulling over what had happened in the vault until his partner spoke up.

“Hey buddy! What’s wrong?” Razor asked noting how quiet his friend had become on the walk out to the jet.

“Nothing, why do you ask?” T-Bone asked readying the jet for take off.

“Usually you are nasty tempered and full of noteworthy comments after being stuck with the Commander but this time you’re completely silent. Come to think of it you were both pretty closed mouth. So what really happened in there?” Razor asked, perplexed.

“Kinda hard to argue with an unconscious kat, Razor. He came to just before you knocked. Once he realized the book was safe, we picked the books up, put them on the shelf then you hollered at us. That’s it.” T-Bone answered with a shrug.

He didn’t think that was all, but seeing that T-Bone wasn’t about to say anything else about the matter, Razor kept quiet as the jet took off. He sighed to himself, whatever had gone on between the two antagonists, T-Bone wasn’t ready to say and Razor had to trust that his friend would tell him when he felt ready too. So he shoved it to the back of his mind and let it be.

After ridding herself of the Deputy Mayor, Feral returned to Enforcer Headquarters to file a report on the incident. Waiting for her on her desk was the CSI report on the seven dead Kats that the Rogue had definitely killed in the same manner as Derek Anderson. The case had become personal for her when she had learned that one of the seven victims had been someone she had known years ago.

Hailey Rockwell was the social worker assigned to her and Demon when their parents were killed. She had been warm and understanding and had tried her best to keep the twins together and was unhappy when she couldn’t. Dena hadn’t seen Mrs. Rockwell in years but to know she had died in such a way was saddening. She couldn’t understand why the Rogue had killed such a nice Kat.

After reading the report and viewing the crime scene photos, she made a duplicate set of the data. She forwarded the originals to the CSI lab with Steel. She had cruised the building a bit to listen to the scuttlebutt floating around. What she overheard was two suggestions of what they were looking for; one was a possible serial killer using electricity and the second was, Hard Drive losing his mind and killing Kats. She was relieved that nothing about Iriomkats was uttered anywhere. She didn’t relax her vigil though.

After quitting time, she dragged her coat on then hid the copies inside an inner pocket, locked her desk and office then bid her secretary goodnight. Climbing into her car, she headed for Club Imrie instead of home. She needed to get this data to Zachary as soon as possible. The elders would not be pleased to learn the Rogue had struck again and killed so many this time.

Arriving at the club parking lot, Dena carefully checked around to see if anyone was watching her before removing her male spell and temporarily causing an illusion of female clothing to cover her before leaving her vehicle. She entered the club without any one noticing her as she headed for the storage closet. There she headed for the private room as she passed the guards and went through the hidden door.

Dena spotted an empty table in the busy, filled room. Sitting down, she brought forth the data and studied it once more. She knew it would be sometime before Zachary and Rick could take time to see her so she wanted to look over the data more thoroughly.

She was so engrossed in reading that she didn’t note the Iriomkat coming up behind her, setting down a tray of food and plopping into a seat across from her with a tray of his own. She blinked at the tray and looked up into the face of her brother. He had brought her a fish sandwich with fries and a glass of milk.

“Hungry, Dena?” Her brother asked solicitously.

“Starving. I didn’t even get lunch today.” Dena said gratefully, as she hungrily picked up the sandwich and bit into it.

“That Pastmaster guy...does he show up whenever he wants?” Demon asked taking a bite of his own sandwich.

She grimaced. “Yeah. Since he can move through time and uses magic, he can do anything he wants.” She said sourly.

“That means Dark Kat, Dr. Viper, and the Metallikats all exist?” He asked incredulously.

“They sure do. Shocking isn’t it?” Dena said looking at him in mild amusement.

“I thought they were nothing but made up stories. Just something the medics were making up because they were bored.” Demon said unhappily.

“Unfortunately not. So what are you doing here so late?” She asked, changing the subject.

“Oh, Zachary gave me a job here. I’m working as bartender.” Demon said mildly.

“That’s great, Demon. You enjoy it?” Dena asked, pleased her brother had found a job so quickly.

“Sort of…I’m not used to having to be so social but it is quite fun to hear some of the stories the kats and Iriomkats have. Hey, what are those?” Demon asked seeing the reports.

“CSI reports about the Rogue kills.” Dena said pushing the reports away.

“Can I read one?” Demon asked already eyeing one.

“I guess so.” Dena said seeing no reason why he shouldn’t.

Demon reached out and pulled the file named Rockwell toward him. He read the report thoroughly looking for anything that would lead to him. To his pleasure, the report had a lot of data but none of it could be tied back to anyone. Satisfied, Demon closed the folder and set it side.

“I can’t believe Mrs. Rockwell was killed and no one saw a thing.” Demon said faking his dismay.

“Unfortunately, that is true in all these cases. But hopefully Zachary and the hunters will find something at the crime scenes or in the reports.” Dena said with a sigh.

“What about the elders? I heard from Rick that Elder Oliver has been giving you a hard time.” Demon asked in concern.

Dena sighed again, “ He’s been giving me a hard time since I met him. I don’t know what it is about him…but he just rubs me the wrong way.”

“And he never gives you a clear reason why?” Demon asked but Dena shook her head ‘no’.

“As a teen, whenever he spoke with me, he was always unsatisfied with me. He does everything he can to discredit or belittle everything I do. I just ignore him now. I make sure my information is complete and glad he’s just one of the Elders. It’s no big deal.” She said easily not wanting her brother to be concerned.

Demon frowned, this Oliver seemed to love to cause trouble for Dena. He wondered what it was that would cause one of the elders to not like her?

“Ever just try to talk to him?” He asked curiously.

“Many times but I could never get through his thick head. He was the one who tried to prevent me from joining the enforcers.” She said with a snort of derision.

Demon nodded, “Ahh...so why did you join the enforcers anyway?”

“Two reasons, mostly. Because I saw how our father loved the job and because the robbers that killed our parents were never caught. I want to be the one who arrests them if they ever show up again.” Dena said firmly.

‘That’s right. The kats that killed our parents were never caught. I understand better now about why she joined.’ He thought grimly.

“Okay, I understand. Heh! I saw you on the news today. That Ms. Briggs really gave it to you, didn’t she?” Demon said, changing the subject again.

Dena rolled her eyes, “Its always like that. The SWAT Kats show up and save the day. She thanks them then turns to me to chew me out about not doing the right things.”

“Why? You seemed to be doing things the best you can. Why would she chew you out for that?” Demon said affronted.

“Cause she has a thing for a pair of SWAT Kats. I swear every time I’m close to her, I can smell her becoming aroused whenever Razor or T-Bone are near.” Dena said in disgust.

“ You think Ms. Briggs is sleeping with one of them?” Demon asked with a smirk.

“It’s possible but I don’t like to get involved with such things. Read to much into it and you’ll end up with the wrong answer.” Dena said.

“But if she is sleeping with one of them and just doing this to you because of that then what she’s doing is wrong! Dena you need to confront her about that!” Demon insisted.

“And say what? Ms. Briggs are you sleeping with either T-Bone or Razor or both of them? Yeah, I can see how that would turn out.” Dena said sarcastically. “Besides, its not just her I have to deal with but Mayor Manx too. He doesn’t want anything destroyed that could ruin his chances of making money. So basically, they have control but I don’t. Even though it looks like I do.” Dena said with a sigh.

“So they are the master and you’re some sort of puppet? And if things don’t go the way they want they blame you?” Demon said questioningly, feeling his anger rise.

Dena glanced at him then away thinking for a moment, “ If you look at it that way then, yeah, they do.”

“As long as you’re happy with your job it must be easy putting up with the mayor and deputy mayor?” Demon asked giving his sister a small smile.

“I am and you’re right. Doing the job you like makes dealing with them a lot easier.” She said smiling back.

They spent the rest of their evening talking about other things. A lot of it was spent catching up on the past. Dena told Demon about all the events that had happened in Megakat City since he had left. She told him about Dark Kat, the Metallikats, and how Dr. Viper came to be from some accident. Demon listened intently, taking notes in his mind. He knew he would have to get rid of these threats if his kind were to take over the city. She told him a little of what her life had been like after they were separated as well.

Once Dena finished, Demon took his turn relating his own stories about his travels since he left the city behind. The jobs he’d held. He mentioned the Iriomkats he’d met and his time with his mate. He carefully avoided the time after Amy’s death and what he’d been up to since. He noted that Dena was fascinated by his stories and wished she could go see the places he’d been but she was too tied to the city to leave.

“Ya know, Dena. On your next vacation time how about I take you to one of my favorite towns?” Demon suggested.

“I would love that. Do you think we could visit your mate’s home town?” Dena asked carefully

“Sure, something tells me if Amy were still here, you and her would have got along well.” Demon said with a sad smile.

“What was it like?” Dena asked hesitantly.

“What was what like?” Demon asked puzzled by his sister’s cryptic question.

“What I meant was…how did you know that Amy was your mate? What did it feel like when you saw her and how did your mating instinct react?” Dena asked feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Well, when I first saw her, I felt my body react to her presence then it was like my instinct slowly started to wake up and tell me that Amy was the one.” Demon said slowly as he remembered that long ago day.

“How did your body react?”

“When she first touched me, we felt a jolt of attraction race through us. After that, things just fell into place for us. Why do you ask?” He questioned her, cocking his head.

Dena look more embarrassed now, “Ah, no reason! I was just wanting to know that’s all!”

Demon looked at her as if he didn’t quite believe her, “Fine. But Dena, whenever you find your mate you’ll know. Trust me you’ll know.”

“Thanks, bro.” She said softly.

“No problem sis.” He smiled warmly.

Dena fell silent but her mind went back to what had happened earlier in the day. ‘I do trust my instinct to tell who my mate is. I’m just not too happy with who I think it is.’ She thought worriedly.

She didn’t want to believe it was possible that the SWAT Kat known as T-Bone was her mate. It just didn’t seemed possible, her instinct said otherwise though. ‘No, it can’t be!? Why him?! Of all the toms out there why him?’ Dena wanted to groan out loud but she remembered what Demon had said about his mating. Her encounter matched his description. She was just having to much difficulty accepting the truth. It troubled her for the rest of the night and prevented her from getting any real sleep.
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Secrets In The Dark