Thewriter is: Sammy's Razor
The title is: Katnapped! Chapter one.
Summary: Seven mysterious kats come to the salvage yard, and ask Jake to join them. Then that night Chance mysteriously goes missing. Where is he? And will Jake join these mysterious seven kats?
As the rain connected with the garage roof, every drop made an echoed sound, as Chance Furlong tried to sleep.
He groaned as he turned from laying on his left side, to his back, placing his pillow over his ears as he tried to block out the sound of a thousands drops of rain echoing.
In a room across from Chance's, Jake Clawson sleeps peacefully, curtesy of earmuffs.
In the morning, Jake was the first up.
The rain was still coming down by the thousands.
When Chance finally did get up it was ten thirty, he dragged his feet as he walked into the kitchen where Jake sits at the table reading the news paper.
With half open eyes, Chance poured himself a cup of coffee, which he most defiantly needs.
"Rain keep you up half the night again Chance?" Jake asked as he read the news section.
Chance only replied with a low "mmm." As he plonked on a chair.
Jake smiled and shook his head slightly, with the paper still covering his face.
As Jake had just finished reading the paper, there was a nock at the door.
Chance said sleepily. "You can get that."
Jake rolled his eyes as he put the paper on the table stood up, and made his way to the garage.
Chance watched Jake leave, with his half open eyes, when Jake was in the garage, Chance got up and put his empty coffee cup in the sink and went up to Jake's room.
At the door, there was seven tom-kats wearing the same brown tuxedos.
A dark brown tom at the front of all the seven, said in a low tone. "We're he to see Jacob Clawson."
Jake looked at all seven, before answering. "That would be me."
The same tom that spoke before said in the same tone. "Jacob Clawson, do you have time to come with us, for half of an hour?"
Jake looked in the garage, it was empty; they hadn't got a call from Callie in weeks.
He looked back at the tom that spoke. "Yeah, I guess I do."
Up in Jake's room, Chance is sitting on the corner of Jake's bed looking at the earmuffs.
"So that's how he can get to sleep." Chance said standing up and walking out of Jake's room and into his own, with the earmuffs. "Let's see him have a nice sleep tonight." He said placing the earmuffs in his bedside table draw.
The brown suited kats in a brown van; took Jake to an old road and talked to him in the van there.
Jake was sitting in the back of the van, across from the dark brown tom, and sitting on the right of him, a white faced tom sat, to his left a half brown and creamy faced tom sat.
"Now, Jacob Clawson, we brought you out here to ask you, to join us." The same dark drown tom said still in a low tone.
Jake asked while looking at the tom that spoke. "Join use? What are use, a club or something."
"No, Jacob Clawson, we are a secret government, trying to stop Pumadyne from making nucleare weapons, will you join us or not, we won't a strait yes or no answer. However, if you do join we could make your debt with the Enforcers disappear." The same tom said keeping his low tone.
"Why would a secret government, need me?" Jake asked raising his right eye brow.
"Well Jacob Clawson, in the field of technology we lack a great deal. We went over your Enforcer records, and well you are just what we need. So are you in or are you out?"
"As tempting as that sounds, but I have to say no, I'm out." Jake replied looking at everyone in the brown van.
The dark brown tom sighed and closed his eyes, saying at the same time. "Alright then, Jones, take us back to the salvage yard."
Jones the driver, just started the van up and headed back to the salvage yard.
The ride back to the salvage yard was quiet, Jake felt a bit uneasy, and he kept looking at every kat one by one.
Jake felt so relived when he got out of the van. "Talk about strange." He said before turning and walking into the garage.
At that time Chance was back in the kitchen sitting at the table.
Chance asked as Jake walked into the kitchen. "Where did you go?"
Jake looked over at Chance, stoping in the door way. "No where... I'm going for a shower."
Once Jake was out of the shower and dressed in his work overalls, he went down to the ladder to the hanger.
Chance was on the couch watching his daily Scaredy Kat.
Jake could hear Chance laughing, even down in the hanger as he typed on his computer, Jake stoped typing and looked up at the ladder and shook his head slightly as he said. "Chance you can be like a, big kitten some times." He then went back to typing.
Jake stayed down in the hanger, until ten pm.
He yarned and stretched his arms out leaning back in the computer chair.
"Well I guess that means it's time for bed." He said still yarning.
He stood up, and pushed the chair in and went up to the garage.
It was still raining buckets.
Chance was already in bed, and fast asleep thanks to the earmuff he took from Jake's room.
Jake changed into his normal bed cloths, which was a pair of boxer, after he changed, he looked in the top draw of his bedside table, for his earmuffs, he smiled when he couldn't find them.
"Nice try Chance." He said, not to Chance, but to him self, he opened the bottom draw, and grabbed a portable tape player with head phones attached to it.
Jake looked in the portable tape player, to make sure there was a tape inside, there was, Jake got into bed, once he was laying down in a comfortable position, he put the earphones in and turned on the tape player, he turned it up the highest it could go, to block out the rain.
Early that morning, at one fifty three, seven figures, dressed in all black with black masks coving there faces; showing only there eyes, broke into the garage, which wasn't hard, since the garage door lock was broken, once all seven were in the garage, they headed for Chance's room.
Out side wait one of the intruders, sitting in a verily large sized black van.
They moved like ninjas into Chance's room, silently with out one single sound.
Chance was sleeping heavily that night after not getting much sleep a few days before, so if they did make a sound, Chance wouldn't wake up, and neither would Jake, having the tape player up as loud as it can go.
Without one word or sound, one of the burly black intruders put a cloth over Chance's mouth, wile four others held Chance down, the other two waited outside of the room, keeping an eye out, for Jake.
The cloth that the intruder, put over Chance's mouth had a sleeping liquid on it, nocking Chance out before he could even react.
As soon as they knew Chance was out, two of the intruders put metal cuffs on Chance's wrists and ankles, and carried him out of the garage, put him in the back of a black van, the back of the van didn't have any windows, and it was reinforced with some kind of mega strong metal, there also was the same metal, between the front and back of the van, separating the driver and the seven intruders, from Chance in the back, this was specially made for ten passengers, not including the driver, to sit up front.
In the back of the van two of the intruders, chained Chance's wrists to the left top side of the van, making his arms go above his head, and his ankles to the bottom side, with both his wrists and ankles still bound by the metal cuffs, they made sure every thing was right and tight, before they went to the front, to join there comrades, and so they could leave.
As they drove off, the van didn't make any sound what so ever, it was made to be very silent, and it was indeed very silent.
One of the intruders reached into the glove-compartment, and took out a small radio, pushing a red button on the side of it, the intruder simply said. "Target acquired."
The radio made a static sound before, a deep voice said on the other side of it.
"Roger that, you know what to do next."
The intruder simply smiled, putting the small radio back into the glove-compartment.