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Chapter Six
“Talking”
‘Thoughts’
In the early morning hours, Commander Ulysses (Dena) Feral was checking and rechecking the security around Megakat City Hall. She had an intense need to make sure everything was as tight as it could be. She didn’t know if Mr. Young brought his own brand of bad luck with him, but every time he visited something unfortunate happened. This time she wouldn’t be caught broadsided and be summoned too late to head off another disaster. This time she would be ready for anything.
Her enforcers were tense and on edge, not because of the extra security measures, they were used to that in this city, but for their Commander’s rather more prickly behavior of late. She’d been short-tempered and was quicker to find fault and rip one’s head off more readily. So everyone did their best not to get on her bad side by being hyper alert and to react quickly to anything that might happen.
Satisfied everything was as secure as she could make it she went up to the Mayor’s Office. She nodded at Ms. Briggs in her office then stepped into the Mayor’s to wait. Some twenty minutes later, the Mayor and Mr. Young with his associates were heard coming down the hall. They paid no attention to Feral as they stepped into the office still talking. Ms. Briggs joined her and they listened with some boredom to the Mayor trying to sell Mr. Young on the benefits of once more buying the ill-fated Megakat Tower building.
Feral sighed as she kept her eyes and ears peeled for trouble. More than an hour later and things were still going well, no sign of trouble. She allowed herself to relax a bit and let her mind drift. She hadn’t missed how nervous her enforcers were around her of late. She only had herself to blame for that.
Her fouler than normal mood could be laid at the feet of a certain tom Kat. She hadn’t been able to get a decent night’s sleep due to the graphic erotic dreams of them both. To try and counter that, she worked longer hours till she was too exhausted to dream then she would get some measure of rest. However, that didn’t stop the daydreaming that was occurring more and more, disrupting her ability to focus on her work.
This, of course, made her even more short tempered. She was snarling at Steele almost constantly and the poor tom was bewildered, wondering what he’d done to incur this extra nasty attention from his commanding officer.
And, as if that wasn’t bad enough, her heat cycle was now only a couple weeks away. When it finally hit, her need for her mate would be all consuming. She needed to speak with T-Bone before that happened. Dena knew he was experiencing all the same problems she was but without the understanding of why it was occurring. But, to be truthful, she hadn’t really been making that much effort to try and contact him.
No matter how sexually frustrated she was feeling, she still did not want to be mated right now and definitely not to a vigilante. She knew she was being stupid about this because her body plainly made it obvious that he was her mate...no mistake about that. The thought made her scowl...of all the times to find her mate, this was the worst.
Ms. Briggs raised an eyebrow at the sight of the scowl on Feral’s face. Her eyes questioned the Commander nonverbally. Dena quickly got her thoughts back on business and gave Briggs a shrug and a nod toward the still nattering Mayor.
Ms. Briggs thought the Commander was being annoyed by the Mayor’s oily attempts at enticing Mr. Young to buy so she gave Dena a wane smile of understanding.
Dena sighed inwardly, thankful Callie had misunderstood the scowl and scolded herself for allowing her attention to wander. It was hard though, to stay alert through two more hours of droning conversation that didn’t include her. So it was with great relief when she watched the parties finally come to an agreement, papers were signed, and paws shaken.
Dena didn’t hesitate to rise from the seat she’d taken at the end of the conference table and preparing to leave.
“Just a minute, Commander.” Briggs said stopping the Chief Enforcer from leaving while Mayor Manx and Mr. Young and his associates walked out of the office together.
“What is it, Ms. Briggs?” Dena asked, anxious to leave.
“I’m still troubled by what may have happened between you and T-Bone in that vault. Both of you have been acting a little odd since it happened. I demand an answer.” Briggs said bluntly. It was obvious she wasn’t going to let go of this subject.
Dena’s jawed tightened. This was not good. She needed to get the Deputy Mayor off her back. “Nothing happen between myself and that arrogant SWAT Kat, Ms. Briggs. We didn’t even get into an argument except about his clumsiness that got us trapped in the first place. We even put the rest of the fallen items up on the shelves so that we wouldn’t fight. There is nothing more to say about it.” She said firmly.
Callie’s eyes narrowed. By her expression, she didn’t believe Dena. “I beg to differ, Commander Feral. I tried to get T-Bone to tell me what happened but he, uncharacteristically, wouldn’t. That just made me even more suspicious. So I can only assume something more had happened and I want to know what it was.” She persisted.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Briggs, I have nothing further to say on the matter. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have work waiting for me. Good day.” Dena turned and strode out of the office without a backward glance. She could feel Briggs fuming behind her.
Feral stepped out of the office and briskly headed for the elevator not noticing a shadow hiding just around the corner. The shadow watched Dena get on the elevator. Once the doors closed, the shadow quickly made its way to the Mayor’s Office. The stranger had managed to get by all the security by the simple expediency of waylaying an enforcer and stealing his uniform then stowing the unfortunate officer into a janitor’s closet, tied up and gagged.
He didn’t bother to knock when he opened the Mayor’s door and walked in. Ms. Briggs was still there taking care of the paperwork the Mayor had left on his desk. She looked up in surprise, wondering why Feral had sent an enforcer to her.
“Can I help you?” Callie asked with a frown.
“Yes, you can. You see, I need you to die.” The fake enforcer said, smiling grimly behind the enforcer protective mask as he raised a paw that sparked with energy that raised the fur on her neck.
Callie screamed as she dodged the sudden blast of lightning that hurtled her way and slammed into the wall behind her setting off sparks and plaster that showered her as she scrambled for her office. The stranger fired another ball of energy at her but Briggs was too used to being a target and he missed her, the door frame sprayed bits of wood after her retreating form.
She managed to make it to her own office, snatched her purse, and ducked under her desk. She frantically searched for the special signal device and was relieved when her paw finally located it and pushed the button.
She heard the stranger approaching and decided staying here was not a good idea. Keeping low, she tried to lunge for the door leading to the hallway. She only made it to the threshold when his third blast caught her. He hadn’t used a killing blow. His energy blast was only enough to shock her nervous system into freezing.
He walked calmly toward her limp form. He picked her up and carried her back inside and closed the door to the hall. Laying her on the floor before her desk, he knelt down and used his fingers on her jaw to turn her face toward him then moved his paw to her shoulder.
“Now, before I kill you. You’re going to answer a few questions for me. Understand?” He asked, sending a low energy shock through her to show he meant business.
Briggs jolted and swallowed a scream. “Yes!” She blurted quickly so as not to be shocked again.
“Good! Now tell me…who are the SWAT Kats?” He demanded coldly.
“I don’t know!”
“Don’t lie to me! I know for a fact you have a very personal relationship with them!” He hissed sending another jolt.
“Ahhh! I…I…I’m not lying! I don’t know who they are!” Briggs answered frantically.
“Alright, if that’s true then you must have some way you are able to contact them, yes?” He asked bluntly.
“N-N-No!” Callie lied then dared to ask, “Why are you after the SWAT Kats?”
“Because you worthless she-Kat, they may be the same species as I and can aid me or they are your species and will be a major pain in the tail for me just as they already are for my twin.” He said with disgust as he got to his feet.
‘He has a twin? And what species is he?’ Briggs thought in confusion, then asked, “Before you kill me. C-Could you tell me what you are?” She wished the SWAT Kats would hurry up and she wished she could see this Kat’s face but all that was visible was a pair of cold golden eyes.
“Why not? You should know that my kind will rule over yours even if you won’t be around to witness it. I’m an Irom…”
He never finished what he was about to say because a blow caused by something hard slapped his shoulder and sent him flying through the connecting doorway to the Mayor’s office.
Standing in Callie’s doorway stood the SWAT Kats, who had cautiously opened the door when they had heard his voice, without Demon noticing. Razor’s glovatrixs was extended showing it had been he who had fired the cement shots at the big Kat.
“Ms. Briggs!” They cried out, stepping quickly into the room to her side.
“SWAT Kats,” Briggs said, very relieved to see them.
“Hold on, Ms. Briggs. We’ll get you out of here!” Razor said as he knelt down to pick her up.
“You’re not going anywhere!” Came the cold voice of the stranger.
Razor and T-Bone jerked their heads toward the connecting doorway and saw the fake enforcer glowering at them as he brushed the wet cement off his clothes. Before they could react, they froze when the stranger extended his paw and energy began to glow from the end of his fingers.
Razor’s eyes widened in surprise behind his mask while T-Bone stood stunned as his mind realized just what this creature was. The energy made their fur stand up.
“At least I know which species you are. Such a shame really, you would have been of great use to me if you’d been the right species.” The stranger said coldly preparing to fire.
‘Species? What the heck is he?’ Razor thought in confusion. Callie was silent and listening. Her limbs still wouldn’t work for her yet.
T-Bone, though, knew exactly what this guy was when he blurted out, “You’re an Iriomkat!”
Demon stared. “How is you know what I am? Who told you?” He asked frowning. His thunder had been taken and he wanted to know who had let the secret out before he could.
T-Bone ignored the question. He wouldn’t answer it anyway. “This doesn’t make sense. Your kind is in hiding for a reason. Why are you exposing them? For that matter, why are you attacking us? ” He demanded in confusion. He was certain Dena wasn’t aware of this.
Demon snarled at the Kat. “How can a lower life form such as you know so much about us? Someone has already told you about Iriomkats? Who was it?” He asked again, getting furious.
T-Bone swallowed, this guy was dangerous. He needed to talk to Dena quickly but first they needed to get out of this. Before he could come up with anything, the stranger fired a bolt of energy straight at T-Bone.
Razor screamed in anger and fear but he was still holding Callie and couldn’t do anything but watch in horror as the energy burst struck his friend.
T-Bone had thrown up his paw with the glovatrixs but he wasn’t in time to fire anything before the blast would hit him. A large form suddenly stepped in front of him and took the blast on it’s powerful chest. Before T-Bone could register that it was Feral standing there. The blast hit.
T-Bone screamed as a hot burning pain surged through him as if the blast had struck him instead of Feral. A scream of ‘no’ was heard over the chaos. Demon was horrified he had hit his sister and stood frozen.
Razor turned and set Callie down in the hall against the wall before turning back to deal with the stranger and his screaming partner. Everything was happening so fast.
The pain faded as his arms instinctively wrapped around Dena’s body. The shock of her brother’s energy blast caused Dena to lose her illusion and it was a female body that he now held. Dena was panting and blood was running from a cut near her mouth as she absorbed the energy as well as managed the pain from her mate. She lost consciousness from the effort.
Demon hissed angrily. His plan had been ruined by his sister’s interference. The sound of sirens rent the air which told him he needed to leave now. He gave her a hurt and sorrowful look before he turned into the Mayor’s office with Razor hot on his heels.
“Razor, no!” T-Bone shouted after his partner.
Razor halted in confusion. “We’ve got to catch him. We can’t just let him get away!” He objected.
“No Razor, he’s far too dangerous. Let him go! We can’t handle him, he’s too powerful. You heard what I called him. His own species are the one who must get him.” T-Bone said firmly. He was still holding Dena in his arms as she recovered, her legs shaking, her head resting on his shoulder.
Puzzled and angry, Razor came back to T-Bone’s side and stared at Dena. “Iriomkats are supposed to be extinct so I don’t understand how you know so much about them T-Bone, just as I don’t understand how Feral could be a she-kat!” He said in angry confusion.
“Now isn’t the time, Razor. You need to get Callie to medical help. I’ll explain later.” T-Bone said tightly.
“But what about her? Don’t she need medical help as well?” He asked.
“No, she’ll be fine, but no one can know about her, Razor. You can’t say anything. Just go and take care of Callie.” T-Bone ordered.
Scowling angrily, Razor went back out to the hallway and picked Callie up into his arms. He carried her off into the arriving elevator with two enforcers in it. He told them the danger was over and that the Deputy Mayor needed medical help. One of them punched the lobby button for him and the other called on his radio to have a medical team and ambulance ready. As the elevator went down, Razor stared at the door silently going over what T-Bone had said and what he’d witnessed.
“Razor?” Callie’s weak voice asked.
Razor looked down at her. “It’s okay Ms. Briggs, they’ll fix you right up.” He said reassuringly.
“I want to know what happened after you left me in the hall. Where did that strange Kat go?” She demanded not allowing him to avoid her gaze.
He sighed inwardly. “He got away! Don’t worry T-Bone and I will get him.” The two enforcers growled at that but Razor ignored them.
“But why did he want to kill us?” She asked frowning.
“I really don’t know. He wasn’t saying much!” Razor said evading anything more.
Callie was still frowning when the medics took her from his arms. She just knew he wasn’t telling her everything that had happened.
Razor quickly turned back and ran to the elevators. He punched the button for the top floor. He was seething. That Kat...no he said he was an Iriomkat...was capable of firing energy from his fingers. He was sort of like Hard Drive except he wasn’t wearing anything that could explain how he did what he did except for it being his own body producing it. Now that was a scary thought. That would explain why T-Bone didn’t want him to just go running after the guy. He didn’t have anything that could fight that kind of thing. He would have to study this more. But this business with Feral was even more shocking. ‘What the heck was that about?’ Razor thought.
Once Razor had disappeared into the elevator, T-Bone gathered Dena in his arms and made for the clock tower. Once to the top, he opened the door and stepped into the small room then closed the door behind him. It was suddenly dark, he searched until he found the light switch and turned it on.
Now that he could see, he gently laid her down so that he could check her. He sat down and laid her in his lap. The pain he felt had to mean Dena was injured on her chest. Her uniform had a perfect hole that showed a burn mark dead center between her breasts. He carefully touched it and felt pain immediately at the same time Dena hissed.
‘What the heck?’ He thought in dazed shock. ‘It’s almost the same way as those dreams I’ve been having. What’s going on?’ He looked down at her in confusion and was shocked to see her injuries were healing before his eyes.
Suddenly, she moved and groaned. He lifted her up into his arms and felt her breath against his neck it sent shivers of pleasure racing through his body. He huffed in disgust with himself for being that turned on when she was just recovering.
Dena shifted her body and unknowingly brushed her leg across his swollen groin making him gasp. ‘Damn if she doesn’t stop doing that, I’ll end up taking her right here, right now’ He thought trying desperately to think of something else besides the way she made him feel. Dena groaned again and her eyes fluttered.
“Huh…what…?” Dena asked groggily trying to see where she was. Her nose was buried in a familiar chest, the scent unforgettable.
“How do you feel?” A familiar gravely voice asked.
Dena yelped loudly making his ears hurt. She tried to jerk out of his arms, much to his surprise. He automatically tightened his hold. He had no intention of her getting away until he got some answers.
“Whoa, calm down!” He said trying to soothe her while making it clear he wasn’t letting go.
“Let go!” Dena said placing her paws on his shoulders to try and push him away.
“Not till I have some answers!”
“About what?” She snapped.
“About what happen back there! That guy he was an Iriomkat wasn’t he? So why was he attacking Ms. Briggs?” T-Bone asked bluntly.
Dena sighed in frustration, “Yes, he is an Iriomkat but he’s a rogue. For the past several weeks, I and our hunters have been trying to find him but with no luck. As to why he attacked Ms. Briggs, I really don’t know.”
T-Bone shook his head, “ But I read that Iriomkats are a peaceful race. Why is this one so bent on revealing you and killing?”
“We are a peaceful race but just as there are good kats and bad, the same can be said about us.”
“I see. Then how are we going to capture him?”
“We?” Dena said, looking at him in askance. No way was he getting involved.
“Fine, the Enforcers.” He amended.
“They won’t.”
“What? Why not?!” T-Bone asked in shocked surprise.
“Because we can’t risk being found out.” Dena said tartly. She could feel his anger through their growing bond.
“So just you and these...hunters are going to stop him from killing Kats? This is a big city. How are you going to do that for Crud Sake!” He said angrily.
“We are very good at what we do. We can move faster than you and are used to stealth more than you are. And we have been trying to catch him, at least we finally know what sex we’re chasing. When he’s caught our Elders will punish him.” She said bitingly.
“Elders?” T-Bone asked, frowning.
“The Elders are the oldest most wise of my kind. They are responsible for ensuring our safety as well as monitoring births, mating, and deaths. They hand out punishment should an Iriomkat break the law.” She explained.
“Wow, you guys have a complete hidden society...a government, enforcer types...” T-Bone said in amazement.
“We’ve had centuries to develop one that suits us well.” Dena said proudly.
“Yeah, I guess. I still think you need help. It is a big city and you did say you didn’t even know what sex he was so that just tells me he’s playing with you. He’s obviously found a way to hide that you haven’t been able to uncover.” He said seriously.
She felt uncomfortable at that very accurate assessment. He was right, the rogue had been successful at eluding them. She shifted in his lap trying to think of a way to respond. Her movement caused her to once again brush against his groin.
The attraction that had him so hard he was uncomfortable had been forgotten during the conversation. But now it was brought to mind full force causing him to groan again. He tried to do deep breathing to calm his body but that only brought Dena’s intoxicating scent into his nose.
He couldn’t resist burying his nose in her neck fur and inhaling deeply. Dena shivered and felt a blush of heat spread over her. T-Bone’s own scent increased and she was overwhelmed with the odor of spicy musk mixed with jet fuel and hot metal.
Unable to stop herself, she turned the rest of the way around, spreading her legs to wrap around his waist. Her sudden movement and the strong increase in her scent made T-Bone growl with intense arousal. He hissed as she rubbed her pant covered sex against his G-suit covered one.
He thrust his hips up against that heat and rowled excitedly. She mewed hotly, throwing her head back. He dipped his head and nibbled her neck causing her to shudder and rub harder against him.
Everything around them was forgotten as the pulse of desire throbbed between them. T-Bone took one of his arms from around Dena and used it to pull her closer to him for an intense kiss. At that moment nothing else mattered but the fire growing between them.
T-Bone tongue came out tracing her lips, demanding entry. Dena opened her mouth slightly but it was enough to allow him to slip his tongue in and taste every inch of her mouth before she turned the tables and pushed her own tongue into his mouth and explored. They groaned in unison as the heat increased.
Meanwhile, their urgent movements against each other was making them frantic. Frottage had never really worked for T-Bone before but this time he was on fire and knew he was soon going to lose it. The constant rubbing against each other sent jolts of pleasure too intense for them to last must longer. Dena let out a crying mew clenching T-Bone to her and he was doing the same, letting out a low rumbling growl.
Panting heavily with a light sweat covering them, the pleasure built to an intense crescendo. Dena tossed her head back screaming her climax as T-Bone howled his own.
They clung together as their breath and hearts slowed to normal. They felt sated but weirdly enough it wasn’t enough. They felt a need still echoing within them that hadn’t been met. Suddenly, Dena pulled violently away from T-Bone’s arms and scrambled to her feet. T-Bone continued to sit there in stunned surprise.
“Dena, what’s wro…” T-Bone started to say until he noticed where Dena was looking.
Razor stood there in the open door of the clock tower staring at them in stunned disbelief. He looked from his partner to the one he knew was supposed to be Commander Feral and back again all without saying a word.
Razor had returned to the Mayor’s office only to find his partner gone. He knew T-Bone wouldn’t have left without him so he went to the clock tower which led out to the landing pad where the Turbokat was parked.
When he’d opened the door he was shocked to see T-Bone and Feral in an intimate clench, the scent of sex heavy in the air. ‘What the heck was going on?’ He thought in dazed confusion.
“Just how long have you known Feral was female? And what’s with this business between you two?” Razor asked, tired of being out of the loop with his friend.
T-Bone looked at Dena who looked unsure about what to do at this moment. It was really too late to cover up anything. Razor was far too intelligent. So it was probably best to be up front now.
“Since the incident in the vault.” T-Bone said quietly still waiting to see what Dena would say.
“Razor, don’t blame T-Bone for keeping quiet. I told him he had to keep secret what he’d learned that day even from you. It’s the law among my kind. Our secret must be kept for our race’s survival.” She said firmly, trying to be professional despite her embarrassment at being caught in such an intimate moment.
“Okaaay!” He said slowly. “That means you’re a different race, so what might that be and what else am I not being told?” He asked flatly.
Hearing the tension and anger in Razor’s voice, T-Bone felt compelled to jump up and stand between Dena and his partner. He was startled to feel such an intense need to protect her.
“Cool your jets, Razor! I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you about her but I did promise and you know how I feel about my word.” He said soothingly.
“I’m having trouble believing Iriomkats do exist. Are you one too?” Razor asked, surprised by T-Bone’s protective behavior and wondering what it meant.
“Yes and I can prove it...” Dena said as she removed her coat, tie, then pulled her shirt out with her T-shirt and showed her back to Razor.
Razor stared at the distinctive markings that he thought could only be found in history books.
“Wow! That’s amazing. But I’m not certain why you guys are still in hiding. Is it really that dangerous for you to be known?” Razor asked, relaxing as he realized a powerful race still existed among Katkind. It was a lot to take in.
“It a very long story and there’s really no time to do it now. If you’ll come to the Club Imrie tonight, I’ll try to make you understand.” Dena said as she restored her clothes.
“Club Imrie? I’ve heard of that place but have never gone in.” T-Bone said.
“Well, when you come it will be closed but I’ll get you in anyway. Say nothing to no one. It’s a problem that you know in the first place but you’re involved now. The Elders will want to see you anyway.” Dena said, wishing this hadn’t happened.
“Can we trust her, T-Bone?” Razor asked still a bit lost on all this.
“I should be asking you that, don’t you think!” She said tartly.
“Yes, we can because she trusts me, don’t you?” T-Bone asked, not doubting her answer.
Dena was surprised by this but knew it was true. “Yes, I trust you.” She said without any doubt in her voice.
“Good, we’ll be there.” T-Bone said then added, “Are you healed enough to cast your illusion spell?”
“Illusion spell?” Razor asked but gasped as he watched Dena vanish and the familiar dark tom reappear, voice and all.
“This is how we hide ourselves from your kind, Razor.” Feral said distantly now moving passed them for the door. “See you two at seven o’clock.” With that she went through the door and closed it behind her.
Razor shook his head in continued amazement. “Wow! That’s some trick! So do you know why they hide, T-Bone?” He asked curiously as they went out the other door for their Turbokat.
“What I’ve read is Katkind treated her race cruelly, making them slaves for many centuries until they were able to use magic to escape and hide themselves. They’ve hidden themselves ever since.” T-Bone told his friend.
“I guess I better do some research then. I don’t want to put my foot in my mouth tonight.” Razor said seriously as they jumped aboard the jet.
When T-Bone had the jet airborne, he said, “Thanks for being so understanding, Razor. I really am sorry I couldn’t tell you.”
“Yeah, I understand buddy. You gave your word.” Razor said easily.
Once home, T-Bone opened the canopy and they jumped down and walked quietly to their lockers to change. When they were through, Jake went to a phone and called someone he knew to find out how Callie was and was relieved to find out she’d be alright.
They went up to their apartment and since they didn’t have anymore work and it was getting late, they locked the garage and ordered dinner. While they were eating, Jake wanted some more information.
“Okay, tell me exactly what happened in the that vault and don’t leave anything out.”
It took about thirty minutes for Chance to tell Jake what went on that momentous day. He also told him about the feelings he’d experienced being near her that first time.
“Then what I saw back there? What was that?” Jake asked.
“You remember those dreams I told you about? Feral was the she-kat.”
“Whoah, really!? Man, Chance I’m totally blown away that you’ve got the hots for Feral of all people. It just boggles my mind. Uhmm...you’re not afraid she might hurt you? They are supposed to be incredibly powerful creatures...especially if that male is any indication of what they can do.” He asked cautiously. He didn’t want his friend hurt by accident.
“She’d never hurt me, Jake. She saved me if you remember.” Chance said dryly.
“Oh yeah that’s right.” Jake said remembering now. “So how are we going to catch this rogue? No way I want to let that guy wander free. He’s deadly and I don’t think they are going to be able to catch him before he kills again.”
“Yeah, I know. I feel the same way but we have to see what they have to say first. We don’t want to step on their toes. They have their own laws.” Chance said thoughtfully.
“Okay, but I’ll just come up with something that might help catch that guy.” Jake said.
“Good idea.” Chance agreed. If anyone could come up with a weapon that could even the odds it would be Jake. He was just glad his buddy was so understanding.
While the SWAT Kats were resting and waiting for their meeting that evening. Dena was dealing with the press and Mayor Manx who was demanding answers as to what had happened to his office and Ms. Briggs.
She answered the best she could while still not revealing anything about the rogue. Though no one was really happy with her answers they finally let her go. Afterwards, she ordered the clean up of the area and placed guards around Briggs hospital room in case the rogue tried to attack her again.
Finally, as the sun was going down, she was able to go home. She was grateful to have enough time to change and shower. She had been worried the whole time that someone might remark on her sex laden scent but no one did. Good thing no one knew T-Bone’s scent or that would have been really hard to explain.
Dena took a shower then changed her underwear, put on a light cotton shirt and blue jeans with tennis shoes. As much as she would have liked to rest, she needed to call Zachary and have him send the hunters to Megakat City Hall and to call a meeting of the Elders.
Telling him she was bringing the SWAT Kats had caused a shocked silence over the phone but she told him she would explain at the meeting. The elders would not be happy knowing that two kats knew that Iriomkats were alive and well. There would be a lot of questions to answer but hopefully everything would turn out alright.
Finished with her phone call, Dena headed out. She needed to arrive at the club before the SWAT Kats did. The drive to the club had her feeling anxious, her main thought was about keeping her selection of a mate secret from the Elders. Pushing that thought aside Dena calmed herself down and put on a blank face. She knew she needed to keep herself under tight control or risk being found out.
At the club, Dena parked her hummer, set it’s security then walked to the club entrance. She saw that Zachary had put the closed sign up but knew the door was open for her. She only had to wait thirty minutes before the familiar sight and sound of a pair of cyclotrons greeted her. The SWAT Kats had arrived and were parking their special bikes in an alley behind the club. She waited for them to walk around the building and up to her side.
She noted that Razor was a bit tense. He nodded at her. T-Bone on the other paw, was fairly relaxed about the whole thing. She nodded at them both and preceded them into the club. They were surprised when she walked through the club and went to the back. She opened the door to a storage closet and went to the back wall and halted. She touched something they couldn’t see and suddenly a hidden door opened. A stairwell leading down was revealed. She started down.
“Are you coming?” Dena asked when she realized they weren’t directly behind her. They looked at each other for a moment.
“We’re coming.” Razor said, finally, going down the stairs followed by T-Bone who shut the door behind him.
At the bottom of the stairs there was yet another door with a set of guards who tensed at the presence of Kats.
“I’ve already gotten clearance for them.” She said firmly. The guards looked uneasy but finally opened the door to allow them entry.
As they entered the large room, T-Bone and Razor were stunned to see the size of the space. Razor quickly noted the small medical center to one side, the child care area in another, and where Dena was leading them a large meeting area with chairs and tables. Set up on a large stage, a long heavy and ornate table was placed with five comfortable chairs. Sitting at each were five unique creatures. The Iriomkat Elders stared at the visitors with closed expressions, except for one.
“Dena! What is the meaning of this?! Why have you brought kats here?! Have you gone mad?!” Oliver asked infuriated slamming his fists on the table before him.
T-Bone and Razor tensed at Oliver’s tone, a small amount of energy could be seen sparking across his fur. They waited to see how Dena would react. They had only seen her in her persona as the Commander.
They were surprised when she didn’t react to the Elder’s words. Normally, she would lose her temper and snap back but not here. She remained calm and collected while Oliver continued rant. Finally, Oliver finished and Serena quickly spoke up before he could get his second wind.
“Please explain to us why have you brought the SWAT Kats here, Dena.” Serena said in a cool controlled voice but they could hear the anger behind it.
Razor sucked in a breath of surprise. Serena was beautiful and her voice had caught him in some fashion he couldn’t explain. He watched her closely, drawn in by her beautiful eyes. He was so captivated that he nearly missed what Dena did next.
Dena’s posture changed. Her ears dropped and her tail wrapped around her feet in discomfort. Her body showed her sorrow for upsetting Serena. Despite this, Dena spoke calmly.
“Earlier today, Ms. Briggs was attacked by the rogue who managed to steal the uniform and protective visor of one of my enforcers. The rogue nearly killed the Deputy Mayor but the SWAT Kats arrived in time to stop him but they didn’t have the weapons to put him out of action and the rogue fired on T-Bone. I was forced to leap in front of him to prevent him from being harmed. In the process, I lost my hold over my illusion. They, of course, saw my true form. The rogue managed to escape during the confusion. Ms. Briggs had been electro paralyzed and was taken to the hospital. Though she suffered some minor trauma from the incident, she will recover...” She informed them but was cut off before she could finish.
“That is not what we asked!” Oliver snapped savagely, but Roy hissed at him.
“Enough Oliver! You haven’t even let Dena finish.” Roy said, thoroughly annoyed by Oliver’s actions. Oliver mumbled under his breath while Roy nodded at Dena to continue.
“As for the SWAT Kats, T-Bone has known of my true gender and species for weeks now due to the Pastmaster locking us up together in the museum vault where my illusion spell was dispelled. Razor has only learned of this some hours ago.” Dena said, quietly composed.
“If so then we must cast the spell of forgetfulness in order for us to remain hidden as well as on Ms. Briggs.” Jade said firmly
“That’s not necessary, T-Bone had given his word weeks ago and has not broken it not even to his partner. I have no doubt that Razor has the same high sense of honor and would keep his word not to reveal us.” Dena said, pleadingly.
T-Bone and Razor were taken aback by Dena’s plea. Feral who had never, since they had known her, begged anyone for leaniacy or a favor. It never seemed her nature to do that. Razor had been afraid that she would turn them over to her Elders for some kind of punishment which was why he was so nervous about coming here. After reading up on them, he was even more leery of these truly dangerous creatures despite their supposed peaceful nature. Dena’s behavior was totally unexpected.
“You know very well we can’t do that. The only exception to the rule would be that either Razor or T-Bone was your mate. Seeing as how they are not, we must cast the spell.” Davis said not looking at the two of them.
“But…!” Dena tried to think of anything she could say to convince them short of telling them that T-Bone was her mate but couldn’t come up with anything. If she admitted he was her mate, the SWAT Kats would be shocked and possibly refuse to believe her. T-Bone might even reject her despite the developing empathic link.
Razor surprised them by asking a question. “You say Kats and Iriomkats can be mates?” He asked in surprised shock.
“Yes, it is. We have a least four couples in this city.” Serena said now looking at the smaller tom causing him to catch his breath.
“But how do you guys know who your mate is?” T-Bone asked curiously.
“We have a strong mating instinct. It tells us when we are in our mate’s presence causing our bodies to react. When we touch for the first time there is a jolt of attraction that races through our bodies. This is when the empathic bond begins to form.” Serena answered.
“How can a Kat tell if he or she is the mate of an Iriomkat?” Razor asked
“The Kat will feel the same as us. Though some Iriomkats will not readily admit that their mate is a Kat and will try to ignore the link. This of course can cause the sexual pressure to build up in them.” Ray said answering Razor’s question.
“Build up? What do you mean?” T-Bone asked not noticing how Dena was beginning to look panic-stricken.
“The pair begin to experience intense dreams about mating that gradually become very graphic and intense. This progresses to daytime desires to mate. It becomes unrelenting until they finally physically mate. They want each other and no one else.” Serena explained staring at T-Bone closely then Dena, who was looking very uncomfortable, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.
T-Bone gaped at the Elder in growing shock and realization. ‘This can’t be!’ T-Bone thought in a panic. He jerked his head around to look at Dena who now looked nervous. ‘The dreams, the intense urges...now were explained...they were mates!?’ He thought, disbelief trying to gain a foot hold but losing in the face of Dena’s silent tension and nervous looks. Her obviously guilty look made T-Bone suddenly explode with anger.
“You knew?! You knew this whole time but you didn’t bother to tell me? Why?” T-Bone roared in fury.
“I think our past nasty history has a lot to do with it and the fact that you’re a vigilante and I’m the Chief Enforcer, things like that. Either of those are pretty good reasons that you wouldn’t have been jumping for joy if I had told you!” She snapped, pretending an anger she didn’t feel.
“You’re right about that, I’m not! There’s no way I would have chosen you to be my mate! Fling, yes, mate, no!”
Dena was shocked by that admission by T-Bone. The anger she was pretending suddenly changed to the real thing and without giving a hint of what she intended, she moved faster than a Kat and swung her open palm against his face in a loud slap, rocking T-Bone’s head back.
T-Bone felt shock and dismay. The sharp pain in his face made him blink. ‘What just happened?’ He thought then looked at Dena’s face that had tears streaming down it. Feelings of shame, guilt and astonishment at seeing her cry filled his mind.
“You are an arrogant asshole!” Dena hissed furiously, choking on her tears as she turned and ran out of the room. The room went silent for a long moment in shock.
“Well that when certainly went over well, didn’t it?” Davis said trying for a little levity, earning him a disapproving looks from the others except for Oliver.
Sighing in frustration, Serena spoke up, “T-Bone and Razor, due to this new circumstance, the five of us must talk with you. Razor, since you are the friend and partner of Dena’s mate it would be best if you were no longer kept in the dark. Do you agree?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Razor said politely while wondering why he was feeling such strange feelings every time he looked at Serena.
“But what about Dena?” T-Bone asked feeling guilt and shame as he touched his cheek.
“Let her go for now, T-Bone. It’s clear to everyone here that you and Dena must work out your differences with each other before a bonding can occur. A warning T-Bone.” Serena said causing T-Bone to look at her more intently.
“In Dena’s kitten hood, something terrible happened to her making it hard for her to let anyone near her much less her heart, understand?” Serena said feeling she needed to give T-Bone a paw in understanding his difficult mate.
“I think so.” T-Bone said, wondering what trauma had occurred and how he would get Dena to tell him about it.
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