The writer is: Sammy's Razor

Katnapped chapter 4 finally!

Note: You can kill me for being so long if you want!

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The elevator stopped with a jolt the doors opened without any noise at all, the open doors revealed a small dark hallway.

As Jake and the black pawed tom walked out of the elevator at the same time, lights came on, but flickered, the flickering lights reviled the small hallway, from what Jake saw there was only one door, which meant, to him, that's where Chance is.

Jake went to walk forward, but was stoped by the tom grabbing his left upper arm.

"Hold it Jacob, Let me just clarify that you can not go inside that room." The black pawed tom said pointing to the metal door that was across from the elevator.

Jake glared at the toms black paw holding his arm. "And why not?" He snappishly asked yanking his arm free.

The tom just put the arm that was holding Jakes arm moments ago on his hip. "Just be glad you're getting to see Chance this close up Jacob." The tom practically spat when he said Chance and Jacob.

Jake glared at him, as he did the lights flickered twice.

'Yeah right, see? This piece of crud must be trying to be funny; I can't see though a metal door.' Jake though as he stared at the tom.

"And how am I meant to see him?" Jake asked crossing his arms.

The tom looked at the door then back at Jake and said smartly. "Well I guess Jacob you can not, well then time to go back then." He turned and walked back to the open elevator.

Jake wanted to so badly to punch this tom, but unlike his best friend Chance, Jake could some what control his temper. Breathing a frustrated sigh he turned and walked back into the elevator.

When both kats were in the elevator, the lights turned off and the small hallway went back to being black.

Wile waiting for the elevator to stop Jake just had to ask. "What was the point of going down here then?" Jake didn't look at the tom as he asked, he just kept his eyes on the elevator doors.

The tom rubbed his chin with his left paw, in a thinking jester. "So you could see if you Jacob tried to free your friend Chance, you could not. There are sensors all over that hallway and all over the door." The tom replied also not shifting his eyes.

Jake was so relieved when the elevator stopped and he was away from that black pawed tom.

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Chance felt a bit groggy as he awoke, but that's not all he felt he felt cold, and his neck, ankles and wrists were sore. As all his senses, finally kicked in he noticed he wasn't in the garage or even on the ground for that madder.

"Huh? What the heck? Where am I? What's going on?" Chance said out loud as he tried to move his arms and legs, clinching his paws into fists as he tried to break free.

His vision was a bit blurry as he opened his eyes for the first time, though that didn't help much, the room was bitch black, he couldn't even see one glimmer of light. He could feel the cold metal chains that were holding his body to the ruff surface of the cement wall.

Chance then jerked his head to the right, an action he soon regretted, as the chain dug into his throat. He coughed a bit after wards and kept his he still.

Not able to do anything he slowly lowered his head as much as the chain would let him.

'Crud how the heck am I meant to get out of here? How the heck did I get here? A Glovatrix would be handy right now; yeah if I had one I would be out of here in seconds and kick the guys' tails that put me here. After I found out why they put me here… Wait holy kats what if its Dark Crud that has me, and he's found out I'm T-Bone…Nah Dark Crud isn't nearly smart enough to find out… I hope.'

Chance sighed, the fact that he couldn't do anything frustrated him, he closed his eyes gathered his strength and pulled on the chains with his arms only as hard as he could, but to no avail. That pull made his wrist hurt, but he still kept on trying, yanking his arms forward with all his strength, hoping if he did it enough the chain would come loose and give way. The position his legs were in made it impossible for him to try the same with them.

The noise of the chains as Chance pulled on them echoed through the room, as he pulled his arms back and the chains connected with the wall, they made a clanging sound.

Just hanging there wasn't Chance Furlongs style, and he wasn't going to make it anytime soon.

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Jake on the other paw was shown the item that is going to be his project.

His 'project' looked like a black gas tank with seven T's painted on with silver pain.

"That's it; my big project is to work on a gas tank?" Jake asked with the hint of anger still in his voice, crossing his arms as he looked down at the tank lying at his feet.

But he could tell the tank wasn't just any tank, sure it looked like a tank just with seven big T's painted on it, but with these toms nothing couldn't be as simply as putting gas into a tank surly, unless they wanted to make all the Pumadyne staff go into a laughing fit with laughing gas, or… poison them, but that still wouldn't put Pumadyne out of business, they would just higher more workers, so what is the purpose of this tank?

A tom that was standing behind Jake replied. "This tank is not the project, but what's going inside it is the project Jacob. T one will be here soon to tell you what you'll need to do." The pure black tom said as he walked out of the large room, leaving Jake alone.

Jake turned and watched the tom leave. 'T one?' He thought as he heard the tom lock the metal door after he had left. He then turned back around and looked around the large room; it was a little bit bigger than the hanger at the garage. The walls were cement there was no windows at all, there also was a range of lab equipment up against the walls, all the equipment had the same seven T's on them, they were also black and the T's were silver.

Jake didn't walk around the room he just in the one spot looking at the tank.

Rubbing his chin with his right paw, as he thought out loud.

"What are they planing to put in this thing? Not much deadly things can go into a tank that looks like it should be on a divers back, what are they planning?" Jake stoped thinking as he heard the door open behind him.

Jake turned to see a white tom dressed in a black lab coat and pants walk in closing the door behind him.

"Huh and here I thought all you guys just can in brown and black." Jake said sarcastically as the tom walked up to him.

When the white tom, stoped walking he spoke, ignoring Jakes sarcasm. "Dear Jacob you have to have patience, you will find out what's going in that tank, after all you are helping me make what's going in that tank."