Chapter 19
The Cold Hard Truth
Suddenly thunder boomed throughout the entire garage, and then the lights went out. "Aww, great. Storm's knocked out the power," Chance muttered as he reached into his back pocket and pulled out his flashlight. "I'm going down to the hangar to check out the breaker box."
"Alright, Chance," Donatello sighed as he watched Chance walk downstairs, the light from his flashlight disappearing from his view. He sighed and grabbed the flashlight from the night stand; he walked over to the window, looked out, and noticed that the house down the street from the salvage yard still had its lights on. "What the heck?" Donny knew that the electricity branched off from the main street and fed to the houses on this road so the house next door would have had the same power as they would have. Don's eyes grew wide. "Ch-Chance?"
Jeddison, meanwhile, walked quietly into the lobby part of the garage. He had his MP5 in one hand and night vision goggles on his head; the whole scenery of the garage now was in total green. He looked around, his finger resting on the trigger. He quieted his breathing as he walked inside, his feet barely touching the ground. His ears perked when he heard someone coming behind him, he turned around and saw Chance walking right towards him; Chance noticed him as well. "What the heck?" he asked, totally surprised by this attack after all this was on their soil.
Jeddison pulled the trigger and shot Chance in the arm but the force of the blast from the gun threw Chance against the wall. Chance let out a groan as he slid down the wall, his head throbbing from his contact with the wall and his arm as blood rolled down the sleeves of his coveralls. Jeddison turned his attention back to the garage and looked around, knowing right now Chance was indisposed of. He glanced around and then started to quietly creep up the stairs.
Jake heard the gunfire from Jeddison when he shot Chance, his breathing now becoming faster. He panicked and knew upstairs here away from the hangar, he was completely helpless. He heard the stairs creaking and knew someone was very slowly coming up the stairs. He looked around and then stood behind the out part of the wall that separated the closet from the doorway to his bathroom, he held the flashlight tightly in his hand knowing that was the only thing close enough to a weapon that he had up here. Jeddison reached the 2nd floor and looked around, glancing closely at each room, getting closer to Jake's room. "Come on, Jake. Show yourself," he whispered softly to himself as he looked around, he quietly stepped inside Jake's room. Jake tried to slow down his breathing as he kept Marsha safely hidden inside the closet, knowing that Jeddison would hear him. Jeddison stepped closer to the wall to where Jake was hiding behind.
Chance held his head and shook it, his arm was throbbing in pain, and he gripped his arm with his right hand feeling the blood going on his hand. He looked around and saw no trace of Jeddison; he knew Jake was in grave danger. "Jake" he cried. Both Jake and Jeddison. heard Chance's cry.
Jeddison turned around for a brief moment being distracted from Chance's cry. That's when Jake made his move. He leaped out from his hiding spot and turned on the flashlight aiming right at Jeddison's face. The light caused the entire screen of the night vision goggles to go completely bright green, it was so bright that it hurt his eyes. He cried out and held his other hand in front of his eyes trying to block the light, with his other hand, he frantically shot around, hoping he would hit Jake in the process. Jake leaped back behind the wall again for safety as he heard the bullets hitting his closet and window. Marsha jumped upon hearing the gunshots. She poked her head outside the closet door to see Jeddison...trying to kill Jake.
Glass breaking everywhere, Jake covered his face with his hands trying to prevent the glass shards from hitting his face. Once the firing stopped, Jake leaped back out and tackled Jeddison. Jeddison took off his night vision goggles and started grip Jake's hands to prevent him from throwing any punches and then kicked Jake hard in the chest. The impact was so deep that it knocked the breath out of Jake. Jake's eyes went wide when he felt it hard to breathe, he began to feel so sick to his stomach. Jeddison then hit him hard in the face causing Jake to fly off of him and into his bedroom wall. Jake let out a small cry as he hit against the wall, he slid down barely conscious. Jeddison stood back up and walked over to Jake and picked him up the collar of his coveralls. "You will pay for killing my brother!" he screamed in rage as he threw Jake on the floor and tackled him.
He placed his paws on Jake's neck squeezing it, Jake coughed and gagged trying to breathe he felt no air getting in him, he squirmed frantically trying to get away from Jeddison.'s deadly grip. Marsha let out a frightened cry, causing Jeddison to jerk his gaze towards the closet where she hid.
"What are you hiding in there, Swat Kat?" he spat in Jake's face.
"None of your damn business," Jake managed to choke out.
Marsha jumped in surprise as she watched Jeddison slam Jake's head on the floor, causing him to cry out in pain. She grabbed the broom beside her and fully stepped out of the closet. Marsha cried out as she hit Jeddison as hard as she could on the back with the broom stick. Jeddison cried out in pain and fell down on the ground. Marsha jumped on top of him, snatched the MP5 that was lying on the ground and aimed it at Jeddison.'s head. "You leave him alone, you bastard!" she hissed through clenched teeth, tears lingering in her eyes.
Jake coughed as he sat back up, his hands rubbing his neck and the back of his head. He looked over and saw Marsha now on top of Jeddison's back, holding the gun to his head. Jeddison laid there, not moving, he was slowing down his breathing as he looked up at Jake still, the fire still burning. Marsha's anger was still raging as well for Jeddison's attack on Jake. Marsha kept the barrel gun right at the temple of Jeddison's head. "Are you sure you want to kill me?" he teased.
Jake's eyes were wide now by this scene. "Marsha, don't!" He got up and walked over to Jeddison. This was when Donatello entered the room with an injured Chance. Chance nodded his head to Don to let him go; Don did as he was told.
Chance walked over, picked Jeddison up and slammed him against the wall making him sit up against it. He took the gun from Marsha's hands and aimed at him. "Listen, Jeddison. You know damn well that you and Dark Kat got your brother killed. Dark Kat doesn't care about any of you, he just wants what he wants, and he just wants destruction. You brought your brother in onthis with you," Jake said.
Jeddison started to growl with rage, breathing harder when Jake mentioned his brother. "You leave my brother alone!" he screamed, he started to get up to attack again, but Chance slammed him against the wall again.
"Your brother is gone, Jeddison. And you know we can't hurt him anymore," Jakecontinued, looking at him as he stood beside Marsha, taking her hand in his. "I know you have been through a lot but so have I. The enforcers let us both down."
"Listen, Jeddison" Chance spoke in a more calm voice. "Dark Kat doesn't care on who he kills to get what he wants. But trust me, being with him is not going to make your life better. Look right now, the enforcers are after your head, your brother is dead because of him. You know Dark Kat doesn't really care. As soon as he is done with those who help him to get what he wants, he'll kill them because he doesn't need them. Soon after you give him that detonator he needs and help him to take over the city, then he'll be done with you."
"Just let me go!" Jeddison screamed, his head with spinning, he didn't know what to do. What Chance and Jake were saying was becoming true to him, but still the fire for the loss of his brother was still burning after all Jake killed Jack.
Jake sighed and looked at their captive. He knew if they let Jeddison go, he would probably go after him again. "Chance, let him go," he sighed. He just hoped that he was right this time.
Chance's eyes grew wide; he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Jake, are you sure?"
"Let him go, Chance," Jakerepeated, looking right into Chance's eyes. Chance could tell that Jake was being quite serious about this and somehow he trusted Jake's decision.
Chance got up, pulled Jeddison up and then stood there, his hand on the trigger ready for Jeddison's attack. Jeddison first stood there, not knowing what to do or think. They weren't like Dark Kat. Even though Dark Kat didn't kill his brother; he really didn't care but the one Kat who shot him, was worried about it and feels regret about it. Jeddison gave them one last look and then took off running into the rainy night, not daring to look back. Jake and Chance just looked at each other, both had looks of worry and hope on their faces.
Jake turned to face Marsha. "Marsha...I'm sorry I worried you," he whispered, hugging her tightly.
"It's okay, Jake...really..." She whispered back, eyeing Donatello from out of the corner of her eye. She watched his expression and closed her eyes when she saw him back away. Donny... She thought.
Chance watched Donatello back up and stalk out the door. He followed Don downstairs, out the front door and into the freezing rain. "Donny?" He asked in a gentle voice.
Don had his arms crossed tightly in front of his plastron as the freezing rain pelted down onto his skin. "He stole her away from me..." he turned to face Chance. "I know you guys are from a parallel dimension to ours, but, honestly, you have no idea what it's like being alone, living down in the sewers since birth...no contact with humans...the fear of rejection...being called a freak of nature, a failed experiment..." Donatello paused to wipe away a stray tear. He failed to mention his brothers meeting April and Casey, two other humans, but this was more about Marsha. "Then she comes into our life, we protect her...I fall in love with her...and now this shit happens."
"Owch," Chance winced at the sound of pain in his friend's voice. "Ah, look, Donny...I'm sure if I talk to Jake, he'll come to his senses and eventually forget this whole thing ever happened. The portal to your dimension should be working tomorrow night, right?"
"Tomorrow around 5," he replied, closing his eyes. "We have to leave then...if not, my brothers will start to think something's wrong and come looking for us...and that'll be even more trouble on your hands."
Chance smiled at him. "Don't worry, Donny, I'll try to knock some sense into Jake. After all, you saw Marsha first, right?" he joked slightly, then stopped noticing that Don didn't return the smile or laugh. "Right...how about we go inside and get out of this rain, huh?"
"Right...thank you, Chance," Don murmured.
