Blood splattered across the floor. A figure in black wiped the blade in their hand with a cloth. The figure shook its head staring at the two dead bodies. The figure walked of the house. It was confronted by two naval officers. The officers drew their guns. "You're under arrest!" one of them shouted trying to sound tough.

"I can smell your fear" the black hooded cat smirked.

"Drop your weapons or we will fire"

"As you wish" the hooded cat dropped the sword. The two naval officers now lying on their backs holding their shoulders were a small throwing knife was sticking out. The hooded cat grabbed the throwing knives out.

"FREEZE!" A newcomer officer shouted.

"This may help you." The hooded cat said pulling out a piece of paper.

"No! No fucken way!"

"Yes, that is the admiral signature" the hooded cat smirked.

"Good" a second newcomer arrived.

"Charles, my good friend—" the hooded cat spoke only to be cut off.

"We're not friends, also the admiral wants to see you Claire" Charles said turning to lead the way.

Blood splatter the floor. Lucy rolled her eyes as the two naval officers holding the Great Dane helped her back to her feet. "You can't even keep her from tripping, can you?" Lucy asked clearly pissed.

"So this is the Great Dane." A tall cat in a decorated naval uniform said as he entered the room.

"Admiral" they all saluted.

"At ease"

"Yes admiral, this is the Great Dane… Admiral?" Lucy responded as the admiral lifted the dog's robe looking at her reproductive area.

"Clearly not an unused dog" the admiral said standing up letting the robe fall back covering the dog.

"We have company" Alex said. Everyone turned their head to see a hooded cat drop from the support beams.

"That is one of many things I hate about dogs, is their damn sense of smell!" the hooded cat spat.

"Good to see you got Charles' message" the admiral replied.

"Of course Albert"

"That is admiral to you!" Lucy barked.

"Commodore, we have more important matters" Admiral Albert (Taller and older version of Abbey). "Now, Claire. That dog over there in the robe is a Great Dane."

"I can tell by the ridiculous curves." Claire rolled her eyes.

"We found her—"

"Cut the shit! Why I am here?" Claire cut Albert off.

"She gave birth to a puppy, about three or four years ago. You are to bring that puppy here. Unharmed and no one must know about this puppy. Understood?" Albert explained sternly.

"Crystal clear."

"Are you sure sending a one-eyed freak is a good idea?" another commodore asked. Claire drew her sword slashing the cat just to the right of his eye.

"Better than a blind cat, like you will be"

"Enough!" Albert interrupted. "You have your mission Claire, get going!" Claire bowed causing her hood to land back on her head. She turned and left. "Commodore Lucy"

"Yes Admiral"

"At ease. There is news of a pirate ship raiding a slave trade center in Porttownsinn. Take your crew and set sail. Bring back the slaves alive, and the pirates, as many as you can, back alive as well." Albert ordered. Lucy took a bow and left with Alex behind her. "One last thing before you go." Lucy stopped and turned to face Albert. "You said a cat might be involved in this mess?" he asked pointing to the Great Dane.

"Yes, a Korat sure."

"Alright, take your leave, but"

"Yes admiral?"

"I want to 'borrow' that private you complained about."

"Yes, admiral" Lucy nodded and left with Alex behind her.

"Take this Great Dane to my house, my wife already knows what to do. Listen to her."

"Admiral you wanted to see me?" an orange cat poked his head through the door.

"Yes, Private Paulo, do come in." Albert ordered. Paulo entered the room. "I have a very important mission for you."

"I am honored Admiral" Paulo replied.

"You are to spy on this Korat and report what he does. You are to remain unseen and do nothing, but report to me. I don't care if he rapes or kills! Only report to me!" Albert said getting only an inch from Paulo's face.

"Understood!"

Michael rubbed his forehead as he held his face in his hands. He had to find his lover's child before anyone else did. He knew nothing of what it looked like, or if it was male or female, or even where to look. Michael felt the stress crushing him. He stood up and sighed. He started up the stairs. He knew he had to work fast.