Jake stared out the cold metal bars, a deep frown on his face. Where did they screw it up? How did Feral manage to get the better of them? When did they let down their guard? In a moment he found himself with his face pressed against the cell door and a knee being pressed down on his groin from behind.

"What a twist of fate."

Jake groaned as the pressure increased on his balls. He squeezed his eyes shut, recognizing the voice, but unable to turn his head and look.

"Almost everyone here was hoping to share a cell with either you or your partner. Looks like I won half the prize." Rex. It was Rex Shard. Jake took a deep breath.

"How's it going, Rex? They treating you nice in here?"

Rex showed his dislike for the former swat kat's tone by pressing his face into the metal with more force.

"Alright, great." Jake felt his eyes begin to burn. "Look, we're not that different. Both of us. We were pissed off. You got shot with a crystal vacuum. And I got kicked off the Enforcers. When you think about, we both have common enemies."

"What do you mean?" Rex relaxed a little.

"We both got screwed by the system. We were just on different sides." Jake attempted to reason.

"Sounds like hippie bullshit to me, swat kat. You want to know what I think?" Rex leaned closer, not really waiting for an answer. "I think life is about to really suck for you." He pulled Jake's head back and then slammed it into the bars with enough force to break the skin while leaving him conscious.

Chance snarled as the prison guard shoved him into a cell with a great deal of force. He looked around. Kats had paws hanging between the cell bars, laughing, waiting their turn to pound the face of a swat kat. Chance examined the bunks. The bottom was empty, while the top bunk seemed to sink down to almost touch the bottom bunk. At first it wasn't anyone Chance recognized. Then his cell-mate sat up. His black and purple fur clashed with the orange he was now forced to wear. "Crud." Chance hissed.

"It would seem the commander is paying good money to place the swat kats in cells with their enemies. Particularly the ones with the strength to destroy you." Dark Kat almost smiled.

"I don't see why you'd want to destroy me, Dark Kat." Chance crossed his arms over his chest. "With us in here, who's to stop you out there."

"Good reasoning T-Bone, however, you fail to notice that I'm in here as well." Dark Kat leaped to the floor. "All because of you."

"Not because of me. Because you tried to blow up the city again." Chance stood his ground even as Dark Kat moved closer. He never was afraid of the megalomaniac. Even now as the giant criminal lifted him off the ground. Chance kicked wildly, landing his foot firmly in Dark Kat's stomach, earning him his freedom from the maniac's grip. "I get the feeling things are about to get really difficult." Chance muttered as the guard cuffed him and took him to solitary. "Look, Dark Kat started it."

The guard sighed and stopped. "Hey, I agree this isn't fair. You guys did a lot for this city. But I have to act on what I saw. I got a job to do. And I can't let my personal feelings interfere."

Chance just shook his head as the solid door closed and locked behind him, leaving him in a tiny space with a dim light and a thin mat on the floor. He snarled and punched the wall. "DAMN YOU FERAL!" He screamed in fury, punching the wall again.

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