Chapter 4
The tabby couldn't keep his mind off the husky the entire night. He was restless, tossing and turning to the point it got him tired enough to sleep. His dreams took over as he recalled having Exile in his arms from when they united. It was finally a complete picture. Just like every night, the dreams took him to that high of pure pleasure; moaning his name and grinding onto his mattress as he pounded his lover in his dreams. Then the downside of the dreams came again; the interruption that always ended the dream.
He groaned when his alarm clock signaled it was time to prepare for work. Chance didn't want to get up from his bed and just wanted to simply return to the dream where he was simply connected with Exile. No matter how many times he had approached him with his feelings and need for love, Exile always seemed uncomfortable, but he was still responsive to his touches. Chance could tell that the husky still doubted the fact he was his match. Or maybe, after a week since he had shown up and nothing had happened since the attack, he was simply worried about his friends.
Jake had finished making the ID for Exile and was now free to explore the city. Chance usually companied the husky, showing him around town. No sooner, the city started to notice the light blue husky and was amazed that he was the first Caninus to be in their country. That's when he learned that Exile hated having a lot of attention on him.
Still not moved from his bed and huddling closer to the pillow in his arms, he simply returned to his sleep and passing yet another day of work. Chance ignored the alarm clock as best as he could and let it die out on its own, only to hear it blaring again five minutes later. His ears pinned down flat against his head. His door opened and he expected to be yelled at by Jake again like yesterday.
"I said I don't want to talk about it."
"You are not like this. Everyday you are happy and now…" Chance mentally gasped hearing the husky's voice. He turned to face him and saw that he was worried. The tabby was about to turn away from his gaze when he saw Jake standing by his doorframe. Was if fair to them that he just stayed in bed wanting what he wants most?
"Chance, I'm not having you skip today because you suddenly fell into some depression. I need your help and Exile isn't going to take your place all the time." He cringed when he said that Exile took his spot. Chance didn't know that Exile would try to cover for him and not leave Jake to do everything on his own. Exile sacrificed his own day to search for his friends because the tabby was too stubborn to get up to do anything. With a defeated sigh, he sat up and rubbed his temple while telling his partner he would be right down.
Jake had left with a grunt and Exile was soon following. Chance wanted to stop him, but he felt that he was just going to get in his way. He took in a deep breathe, exhaled slowly, and then made for the shower. There he had some time to himself. Still having the remnants of his dreams, he began to pump his hardening tool. The tabby bit his lower lip to prevent himself from moaning. The image of having Exile sucking him off only made him pump faster and lean deeper into the shower walls. A quiet moan escaped him as he tilted his head back as he was reaching his end. Chance stopped for a while and let his free paw roam his body; imagining Exile doing just that. His paw began to pump his length again much more slowly and enjoying what little time he had left. It wasn't long before he was coming close. The tabby began to pump faster and trusting with his own rhythm he soon blew his load onto his chest and paws.
The shower washed little of what he had gotten on his chest as he just leaned on the wall. Chance was tired of having to indulge himself in this sort of manner when his lover was just a few rooms away. He hated having to wait for Exile to accept his feelings. The tabby was just too amorous with him to even keep the husky out of his mind. A thought came to him and decided to just do something special with him to prove he was his match.
"Are you sure you want to do that?" Chance listened from the hood of an SUV as Exile asked if he could go tow for him while they both kept working. It wasn't fooling Chance though. He knew the reason for why Exile wanted to go and having some time to himself would clear the husky's mind from his worries.
"Alright. Just watch out for trouble. You know the city isn't a safe place anytime of day."
"I will be careful. Nothing will go wrong comrade." Exile said cheerfully as he accepted the keys from the small tom. The tabby watched him leave from the corner of his eyes and wished he could have said something but Exile wanted to be alone for the moment.
"He's really helpful. I wonder if he would decide to work with us for the time being." Jake asked his partner while returning to fix the muffler of the familiar sedan owned by their annoying grouchy costumer. She would always complain that her car would break down and blame them for not fixing it like they say they do.
"At least her threats are all barks without a bite." Chance said while connecting back the sparkplugs. "I wonder if she would ever report us to the auto club. Without us, she is just as immobile as her car there."
"Yeah," Jake laughed, "I'd be one happy tom if her car broke down and she couldn't get someone to fix it!"
Chance looked up and saw the brown van waiting just outside of the main gate. He asked if Jake ordered a package but he just replied with a simple 'no'. Chance stopped what he was doing and went to check what the guy wanted. The kat in the van stepped out with a small box and the familiar clipboard between his arms and chest.
"What did you order this time Chance?"
"It's for me?" He looked at the small box and was puzzled with what it could be. "I didn't order anything since last month. You sure you got the right guy Joseph?"
"The package has your name on it and for this address." He handed the box toward the tabby and waited to see what could be inside. Chance opened it and was surprised to what he found; an old keychain that was given to him as a kitten from his very own father; a special keychain at that. His old man made it out of his grandfather's old Enforcer pilot badge with a gold chain.
"Now that's something." Joseph said admiring the trinket. "I got too distracted; I forgot to make you sign this." Chance quickly signed the clipboard and said goodbye to the other friend he had. Upon arriving inside the garage, he took out the keychain again and just stared at it for a long time. He began to wonder why he was given back this keychain when he had returned it to his father after being kicked out of the Enforcers.
As Chance went to put it back in the box, he noticed the small sheet folded within. Taking it out and opening it carefully, he began to read the note to himself. He began to shudder. The more he read, the harder it was for him to stop and ball the piece of paper to throw it as far as he could. Chance took in a deep breathe and leaned forward on the table before him. One paw over his eyes to contain the tears that fought to run free. The tabby chocked a bit when Jake tapped his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" His face had quickly turned to concern the instant he saw how distressed Chance had become. The tabby had no words to express how heartbroken he was and the keychain was that very cause of it. It was made for him to show that they were proud that he wanted to become a pilot just like his grandfather and now that he was no longer an Enforcer, the return of the keychain meant that his family didn't want something that was all for nothing. Chance had been disowned.
Without thinking, Chance grabbed the keychain and threw it out of the garage. Jake had asked him what he threw but he just fell and began to sob at the horrible turn of event. Agitation caused him to punch the wall behind him and he began to curse the one person responsible for having him kicked out in the first place; increasing his hate all at once.
Several hours had passed and Chance was given some space from both Jake and Exile. He was clearly hurt and the smallest thing gave him a fit of anger. Jake had tried to calm him down but he only yelled at him for being too nosy. It got even worse when Exile tried to do the same and just glared at him for even trying to approach him. He still hadn't told Jake the reason for even breaking down and what the keychain was when the small tom went to pick it up. Chance just wanted to forget everything and go on with his life. His family had done it, so why can't he?
"Say, it's almost one o'clock." Jake said breaking the silence. "Should we go out for lunch or just make something here?" Nobody answered. Chance just kept what he was doing and hoped that he didn't have to say anything but his stomach argued otherwise.
"Let's go out." Chance huffed out. "I could use some fresh air." He stretched his arms out as they were getting tired from working underneath the vehicle. After washing his paws with the rag from his pocket, he started to make his way out the garage and walk toward the nearest deli shop on their block.
"I guess this would be the first time Exile had a sub from our usual place." Jake added along their walk. "If you want, I can choose your sub."
"No need for that comrade."
"I insist. It's my thanks for all the help you did for me. Besides, I would feel bad if I didn't."
"But-"
"Just let him do it Exile." Chance growled. He didn't know why he was so agitated all of a sudden and was telling himself to get over it. The only family he had left was Jake and… He stopped walking and so did the other two when he heard their steps stop along the dirt road. The tabby turned to face Exile and forgot that he was from another world. Saying that he was family now would only make it painful when it was time for him to head back.
"I'm sorry…"
"It is okay comrade. I am the one sorry for making you mad." Chance smiled a bit and liked that Exile was always a kind spirit and not once ever saw the need to get angry at anybody. He guessed that maybe the husky could sense his agitation and kept his distance.
"So are we still heading out for lunch?" Jake asked breaking the two from their eye contact. Chance saw that his friend was giving them a strange a look and only punched Jake's arm playfully and began to run away. Jake yelled after him and was glad that he managed to get the small tom to get off any form of suspicion; for now.
Chance was almost breathing for air when he reached the deli shop before Jake and Exile. He smirked at the victory of having to finally beat Jake for once in a race without any form of obstacle in the way. Exile came in last and was breathless upon arriving after Jake. The tabby got the punch back and laughed at the effort Jake had to hurt him back. He offered a paw to the husky and was graciously taken. It's been too long since he felt his touch and for that brief moment he loved it.
"Hey," Jake called out when the three entered the shop.
"Hey guys. The usual subs?" the she-kat asked when she saw the same costumers walking in. Chance noticed her confusion when she laid her eyes on Exile. "Who's your friend?"
"This big guy is Exile. He's a Caninus from Esk and he's living with us for the moment. And yeah, we'll take the usual." Jake replied.
The she-kat began right away on their order as the three went to sit down in a vacant table. Chance sat right next to Exile and used his tail to brush against the husky's thigh. A smile grew on his face when the husky blushed and responded with the same action. Their tails found each other and entwined. This made Chance happy that Exile was giving him a chance.
"Now that we're here, what's been eating you Chance?" Jake asked. Chance lost his smile but he kept a good hold on Exile's tail and could tell that the husky was beginning to worry again.
"The keychain was a gift that my father made from the very Enforcer pilot badge that was given to my grandfather. He passed away when I was a kitten and I told my old man that I wanted to a pilot just like him. I kept the keychain with me the whole time until the day we were booted from the Enforcers. I sent it back to my father telling him I no longer needed it for being kicked out and they returned it to me to remind me of the shame I brought them and my grandfather's name. In other words, they disowned me." The tabby felt he was about to start again with his stirred emotions but Exile placed a paw on his shoulder for reassurance.
"But that accident wasn't our fault buddy. If Feral hadn't gotten in the way, we could still be Enforcers and fighting crime the old fashion way but fate has made us who we are now." Chance knew that was true and he loved being a SWAT Kat and a hero. The people of the city greatly depended on them just as much as they depended on their Enforcers. He had seen how kittens looked up to him with a smile and praise, calling him a super hero and the most awesome one of the two.
"Oh, our subs are ready. I'll go get them." The tabby saw his friend get up and head toward the cashier. It was at that short time that Exile was the first to make a move on him by landing a kiss.
"You do not need to feel sad. We will be with you always comrade." The light blue husky gave him a soft smile and let go of the tabby as Jake was making his way back. The small tom handed them their sub and in no time they began to eat and chat. All the emotions Chance had just melted away. He turned to talk with Exile when his face showed the sign of shock and disbelief. Chance quickly turned toward the direction and saw someone standing in the middle of the road.
"Who is…?"
"Blitz…" He heard the husky say. It was then that Jake had also turned to see what they were looking at. They watched the being just stand there and staring back at them. This scared them and both toms had a terrible feeling about the guy. Exile didn't hesitate to get out of his seat and head over to his comrade and Chance was right behind him. Exile stopped at the edge of the sidewalk and called out to him, not getting a response back.
Now Chance had a good look at the other Rover that was partners with Exile. He wasn't wearing the heavy suit of armor like the first day they met the husky. This guy was dressed normally to fit with the crowd of citizens of the city with his blue button-up shirt and black jeans. It was strange that he was dressed this way and just glaring at them from the short distance apart.
"Exile…" The other spoke harshly as shadows from the ground began to take solid form around the canine. "You are a traitor." The shadows were quickly launched at Exile and the husky dodged in time to avoid being hit. The shadows hit the wall of the building with what sounded like a blade being struck.
"Blitz! What has happened to you?"
"My master enhanced my ability and now my own shadow can cut through just about anything. No longer do I need to rush at my enemies and make myself look like a fool. I have a job to do and I do not wish to fail!"
The shadows spawned eyes and sharp teeth as if his own shadow was a creature itself. Chance knew heading to the scrap yard would only make it more dangerous for them but they were unarmed and at a disadvantage. He turned to Jake and saw he had brought a gadget just in case for situations like these.
"Hate to break it to ya, but we ain't going down without a fight!" The small tom fired a small rocket and in a flash it was sliced before it could get any closer to their enemy. The explosion knocked them down and crashing at the base of the building behind them. The smoke was quickly cleared away with Blitz's shadows being swung around and he slowly made his way toward Exile. Chance tried to get back to his feet to stop him but he was surrounded by shadows with spikes waiting to pierce him if he dared to inch closer.
All he could was watch as this guy advanced toward the light blue husky. He was wondering why Exile hadn't tried to escape or even fight back with the powers he possessed. It was when Chance saw the look on his eyes; fear, shock, and an impending death.
"Exile, old friend, your time on this world is not yet done. You were not the reason I came here. I came for someone else." The Doberman's glare burned right through the tabby and he could feel it. It was intimidating and overwhelming with a dark aura that weakened his focus and turned it to fear. A large paw like shadow went for him and he closed his eyes shut but nothing happened. The grunt that came wasn't from him, but from his partner.
"JAKE!"
"Sad really. I was ordered to only take him. Shame I couldn't kill you two." The Doberman brought the small tom closer to him and placed a claw on Jake's cheek. Chance noticed that Jake was barely conscious and trying to glare down at the guy kidnapping him.
"And don't worry. Your little secret is safe with us, SWAT Kat." The Doberman laughed uncontrollably as he disappeared by wrapping himself with the shadows and faded out of sight. Chance first reaction once he was set free was to rush to Exile's side and help him. The husky was shaken really bad and was apologizing to the tabby of what just happened. Chance didn't want the husky to think it was his fault since he had nothing to do with it but he was worried about the sudden change of their situation. Jake was taken away and Exile's friends are probably just like Blitz. Even worse, the enemy knew they were the SWAT Kats.
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