Chapter 2
By: Cody Furlong & RazorsLove
Cody and Jake tinkered around the garage the next day, a cold wind blew outside and the city was covered by dark ominous clouds from the day before.
Jake stood just a few feet from the entrance of one of the car ports, the cold wind blew hard against his small body; his short brown hair whipped around on top of his head.
He crossed his arms over his slightly muscular chest, as he listened to the clouds rumble overhead.
The cinnamon colored tom walked back into the garage quietly with his arms over his chest, he looked at Cody as he worked on the only car in the garage.
"It looks like this storm is going to get pretty nasty." Jake announced aloud.
Cody looked up from the engine he had his hands in; he placed the tools off to the side and walked over to where the short tom was standing. The muscular young tom looked outside; he spotted the little sapling Jett had planted in the beginning of the spring, it thrashed about wildly in the wind.
The sky rumbled loudly and lightening streaked through the clouds, the rolling clouds threatened to break open at any moment.
Cody sighed as he rubbed his forearm, as he turned to walk back to the car he was working on. A few seconds later the windows of the building shook with the loud crack of thunder over head and just within a few moments later rain poured down from the sky.
Large puddles instantly formed in the dirt lot, a wall of rain passed in front of the Mega Kat City.
The rain continued for most part of the day, Jake and Cody had closed up the garage to keep the rain from flowing into the garage, and into the pits that sat under the cars.
Jake sat on the couch quietly next to Cody, the T.V. was on but the volume was low; nothing seemed to be on, the same old television programs and there was nothing good on the news; except for the story about the massive explosion at the maximum security prison on the east coast.
Cody huffed loudly as he flipped though the channels, until he became frustrated and put the remote on the coffee table.
He rubbed his hand over his face gently, the tabby already felt stir crazy from just sitting in the salvage yard all; feeling a bit useless.
Cody stood up and walked over to the front door, grabbing his keys off the small table that was pushed up against the wall.
As the dirty blonde tabby opened the front door, a gush of wind pushed passed him; papers on the nearby desk flew around the room.
Jake quickly got up from the couch and caught a few of the flying papers; Cody closed the door and grabbed a few of them off the floor.
"I guess it's too windy and too much rain to take the bike back to the apartment."Cody huffed a little irritated that he had to be cooped up in the salvage yard because of the weather.
Jake looked up at Cody quietly as he picked up the rest of the scattered papers off the floor, the young tom put his stack on the desk and walked over to the kitchen table and sat down.
Cody could feel his chest tighten and the demon within him stir inside his body, it rolled impatiently, wanting to be set free of his fleshy prison. The burning want that set his skin on fire was all over his body, his mind darkened a bit as the demon growled lowly in the back of his mind.
"Go away, you're not coming out." Cody mumbled softly as he put his head in his hands.
Cody had figured out his demons name a year ago in London when his new mother had been attacked by the former Lord Cole Blackmoor.
His name was Grendel.
"But why?" the gravely deep voice came from the back of his mind.
"Because I said you couldn't." Cody replied aloud.
"I need to be free, I want to be free of this damn prison." Grendel growled loudly.
Cody pushed him down, regaining some control.
"Fine but I will be free some day." The demon snarled.
Jake looked over from where he sat now, his eyes scanning the tabby.
The demon submitted the burning of his skin faded away, but the low growl continued in the back of his mind; it set him on edge and made him moody when it whined and growled when his demon did not get his way.
Cody's tail swayed from side to side angrily, he gnawed at his bottom lip as he fought to push the temperamental demon from his mind.
Jett had told him once that their demons could be this way, and that sometimes the demons needed to have their egos stroked and given a short period of time to roam in a remote location like in the mountains north of the city, but he was in no mood for stroking the ego of his demon nor did he want to drive to the forest country that was a few hundred miles away in a storm that was wreaking havoc outside.
He looked at Jake out of the corner of his eye; the brown tom looked at him from the couch. He was the only one who hadn't had any signs of a demon or having any problems, it made him envious that he now had to constantly fight with his inner self to remain in control of his body.
Jake stood up slowly off the couch and walked over to the young adult.
"Are you alright Cody?" Jake questioned as he put his hand on the back of the chair.
Cody turned his head to look at the short tom standing next to him, his ears pressed against his head.
"Does it look like I'm doing alright Jake?" Cody spat angrily at the tom.
Jake's ears flattened against his head as his hand left the back of the chair and went to his pockets.
"Okay, all you had to say was no Cody." Jake huffed as he backed away. "I understand how you're feeling Cody." Jake continued as he stood next to the kitchen entrance.
Cody slammed his fist down on the table making the salt and pepper shakers rattle in the middle of it, in a split second Cody was out of his seat and looking down at the brown Kat.
"How would you know how I feel right now, you don't even have a demon!" Cody yelled at the small tom.
Jake stood there quietly as the dirty- blonde tabby stared down at him angrily; the demonic aura pulsed off his body, he went to open his mouth but Cody cut him off with a loud growl.
"Don't Jake don't even try to say you do know because you don't, you think every problem can be solved with a gadget of some kind but they won't work when your demon is trying his hardest to take over your body." Cody continued.
Jake continued to stand there quietly his hands still in his pockets; he looked down to the floor and took a deep breath. Before Cody could say anymore Jake turned and walked towards the garage silently.
Cody watched as Jake opened the door to the garage and walked down the three steps, the door closed behind him with a soft click; Cody growled in frustration as he grabbed his coat off the hook then his key's again as he ran out to his bike that sat in the rain.
He straddled the bike and turned the ignition, as he twisted the throttle an on sleek black motorcycle; the back wheel spun in the mud flinging it everywhere as he took off towards the city.
-Inside the Garage-
Jake took a deep calming breath; he felt all of his emotions welling up inside of him and the churning of the demon inside of his body. Cody was right his demon wasn't there it rarely made itself present to him, Jake sighed as he leaned against the car Cody had been working on earlier; he rubbed his eyes with his hand wiping any trace of emotion off his face.
The cinnamon colored tom looked down at the engine; he grabbed the tools and began to work on the unfinished engine.
The demon churned and rolled inside his body putting pressure on his organs, he felt short of breath and his heart beat was fast.
"Now you want to come out." Jake gasped softly as he stopped fixing the engine and leaned against the car.
-Cody-
The tabby drove up to the Enforcer HQ, he parked his bike in parking lot and ran into the building; the barracks were located in the west wing of building.
Riding his bike in the rain had washed away the frustration and anger that he had felt earlier in the salvage yard, Cody walked through the halls of the large Enforcer building. He felt guilty about the way he had yelled at the small tom, Cody walked up to his dorm room opening the door.
As he stepped in he caught a whiff of an odd smell, the room was dark it smelled of wet fur and perfume. Cody's ears flattened against his head as he went to turn the lights on in the small dorm, there was the clicks of a gun being cocked.
"I wouldn't touch that light switch T-bone." The soft Russian voice said aloud.
Cody's hand stopped as it reached the light switch; he looked into the darkness confused.
"Whoever this is thanks I'm dad." Cody thought to himself.
"Move your hand away from the light switch T-bone, or I'll shoot you." The voice continued.
Cody dropped his hand away from the switch; he swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw the female figure in the dark the gun pointed at him a silencer screwed onto the barrel.
"It's been quite awhile T-bone; I have to say you look better without the mask and you haven't aged either." She said.
"I have no idea what you're talking about lady but you clearly have the wrong person." Cody responded calmly as he inched away from the door.
The hand that was placed in her lap moved up and towards the lamp that on the desk next to her, and a click, click sounded through the room.
Cody's jaw nearly hit the ground, as the light turned on and he spotted Turmoil seating in his desk chair; she was wearing casual clothes blue jeans, a purple colored shirt and a black denim jacket. Her legs were crossed over each other as she leaned back into the black leather computer chair; her graying hair was pulled back into a tight bun perched high on her head.
She stared at him and smiled at him, the gun still pointed at him.
"Don't try to lie to me T-bone I know it's you." Turmoil continued as she got up, the gun unwavering. "You sent me to that god forsaking prison for twenty years." She hissed at him angrily.
Cody stepped back as she came at him, his back pressed up against the door, the barrel of the silencer was pressed up against the underside of his chin; he looked down at her the lump in his throat grew.
She was beautiful, just like his father had told him when he was younger and when he liked hearing about the old days when they were Swat Kats. Of course his father had mentioned all of the she-kats that had piloted for her, and that she was a bit crazy.
"Like I said you have the wrong person." Cody continued as his back was pressed up against the door.
"You toms never learn when to stop lying." She hissed at him loudly, the gun moved from the underside of his chin and pressed the barrel hard into his side under his jacket. "You're going to come with me quietly or I'll permanently put an end to your miserably life right here in this dorm room." Turmoil added calmly as the silencer pushed harder into his ribs.
The burning sensation returned to his skin, his hands began to tremble, as the silencer pressed hard into his side only made his skin burn hotter. Cody took a slow deep breath to regain control over him or it was going to end badly for the both of them. The demon clawed and pushed hard for supremacy the instinct to protect him was overwhelming, he knew he couldn't let him out now or ever it would end badly and possibly escalate and he would never regain control over his body.
"Fine I will go with you." Cody responded quietly.
His demon fought harder for control.
"No, you can't have control we might put everyone in danger." Cody spoke inwardly to his demon.
"She is going to kill us, let me out!" Grendel roared loudly.
"No." Cody continued.
"Open the door slowly T-bone and we'll walk out the front door, there will be a car waiting for us." Turmoil added.
Cody stepped away from the door slowly the gun now pressed against his stomach, he grasped the door knob and turned gently. Turmoil's arm slipped back under his jacket as they entered the hallway, they continued to walk down the hall towards the elevator.
Cody looked down at the she-kat out of the corner of his eye, she looked calm. As the elevator door opened the gun pressed into to move forward, his muscles tensed as he began to walk into the elevator.
"What's your plan?" Cody questioned softly.
There was no reply to his question she stood there quietly as the cable box move downward towards the lower levels of Enforcer Head Quarters.
The elevator doors opened up slowly and they stepped into the lower level of the parking garage, it didn't have much security; and nobody really parked down here in the first place so there were only a few scattered cars parked in various spots around the underground lot.
Turmoil lead him over to a rather old car that looked like it was in dire need of repair, she opened the door slowly pushing the gun harder into his side. Cody slid across the tattered old fabric seat, Turmoil followed him slowly the two females that sat in front looked at him using the rear view mirror.
"Let's go before anybody comes down." Turmoil announced aloud.
The driver nodded slowly and turned the car over and backed out of the parking spot, Cody's ears flattened against his head and he sighed silently.
He knew he was in serious trouble.