Devil Woman

Chapter 2

Chance was working non-stop on the run down vehicles, his fur was matted dew to the effect of the oil. His mind however was on other things…

T-bone, I'll do it my self with or without your help

We do it together…

"Chance you ok pal?"

"Huh?"

"Drifted off for a second there, you sure your OK?"

" I'm fine bud, really"

Hours came and went, darkness had yet again claimed the city of all light, thus came the night. Chance however had enough for today and cleaned the oil and grease with a near-by washcloth. A soft bell chimed, the clock read 12:00 midnight. The surroundings became oddly eerie. All fell silent among the garage. The bell had continued its chime. The tom-Kat ignored the strange omen and went to collect the milk from the door…he was not alone…

He opened the door. A powerful gust of wind threatened to pin him down to the floor…he kept his ground. He opened his eyes. A silhouette of a small creature hissed and snarled, his vision had adjusted to the surroundings. A black cat came into view; its yellow eyes were demonic and cold. Chance however froze with interest. The charcoal creature's eyes illuminated an evil red. Chance's vision had begun to spin. A headache was dew.

CHRASH!

Jake was roused from his sleep; he came rushing down the stairs only to find that his best friend had collapsed by the open door. The chocolate brown Kat came to Chances' side, before he could see what was wrong with him the cat hissed and threatened to attack him. Jake was forced to back off. Evil remained in it's eyes.

"What the?"

The demonic eyes of the cat glowed a fearsome red. Jake collapsed.

Heat was beaming on the burly tom-Kat. He opened his eyes. The pain in his head made his sight unclear. Within seconds his vision began to perceive.

"Jake!"

He ran over to his unconscious friend.

" Come on bud, wake up"

"Huh… Chance!"

"Had me going for a second there"

"I'm Ok I guess"

Jake groggily got up; his expression was that of concern, his eyes scanned the garage looking for that charcoal like cat, all appeared normal however. He decided to let it pass…

The suns warmth was soothing, Chance only smiled but his eyes had an essence of melancholy and guilt. The chocolate Kat felt guilty that his best friend was in such a state. Chance left the room to work on the run-down cars.

Chance was in the garage tuning up the engine of an old pick up truck, he was turning bolt by bolt, sweat dripped from his fur-head, he looked around for a rag to wipe the heat from his face.

The lights began to flicker… yellow eyes were distinguished in the temporary flashing. Chance blinked…then it was gone.

" What?"

He turned around.

"Holy Kats!"

There before him sat a charcoal cat, the same demonic creature as the previous night. It glared daggers with its cruel eyes. Tail sliding from left to right… It gracefully jumped to the ground and was swerving between the bewildered Kat's feet.

"Well hello their little guy"

The cat looked at him as if it knew who he was…who he really was. Chance caught on to its stare…

"Turmoil…"

"Cat got your tongue"

" Your gonna get yourself hurt… we do it together."

She glared daggers at him her eyes had an essence of anger, revenge and…love

Chance was brought back to reality and whispered

" Turmoil…"

The cat responded with a whispered "meow"