Chapter 4

By: Cody Furlong & RazorsLove

Jake paced around the salvage yard, he hadn't heard from Cody in days; he was worried. The small brown tom gnawed on his bottom lip, his new found demon Cressida turned and rolled inside his slim body at the thought of the young tabby crossed his mind. He felt somewhat responsible for the blonde and striped tom; Jake looked out the front window of the salvage yard.

"He should have at least come by the salvage yard by now." Jake whispered to himself.

"What's wrong little one; he seems a little high strung for someone such as you." Cressida remarked.

"Cody isn't high strung, he's just a little cautious."Jake replied.

"Perhaps it is his demon, Grendel the hungry one." Cressida whispered.

As she spoke the demons name, it made him tremble and sent a cold shiver of pleasure down his spine. Jake's ears flattened a little because she knew the name of somebody else's demon, he wondered if it meant that other demon toms would know he had a female demon living within his own body now that she was active.

"How do you know his name?" Jake questioned.

There was a long pause before she answered him; it made him just a little more worried than he actually needed to be.

"When a demon is killed or dies we are sent back to where we belong, back to hell. We are created by our mother demon Legion and we are given a name that suits us; but our names also give us power, we do not use them lightly." Cressida responded.

Jake rubbed his arms it had grown a little colder after the storm it was mid September summer was ending and fall was on its way. He was unsure, so unsure and afraid and alone; he was no match for a male who was hell bent on just one thing. Chance and Jett were thousands of miles away and Cody was nowhere to be seen or heard from.

Jake began to wring his hands anxiously, he couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was happening or that it would happen in the near future.

"Do not fret so." Cressida added.

"How can I not, I'm basically defenseless." Jake replied.

"Not completely defenseless, I might add." The female demon remarked sounding offended.

"Well I've seen what a male can do to a female; you were there when Chance was loose in London. He took a chunk out of Jett's neck, he was so much stronger than she was and she's been on this planet for quite a while." Jake spat angrily his fear growing, it made his stomach ache.

Cressida went silent after that, there were no comforting words from her as he let his mind run wild with all the possibilities of what could happen to him.

"What is wrong with me? I'm letting my mind take over."Jake muttered.

The dark furred tom sat down on the couch in the living room, he put his arm up on the armrest, he sighed softly he was letting everything take over him. Jake looked out the front window again it had grown a bit darker outside, a low rumble came from outside and far into the distance. Another storm was brewing outside; he got up off the couch and walked up to the window, he leaned against it and watched the dark clouds turn and roll in the sky.

Jake moved away and walked over to the kitchen; he opened the refrigerator and noticed that there was no food in the fridge. He sighed softly as he closed the door to the fridge; he rubbed the side of his neck as he walked over to the door and picked up his car keys. The small tom opened the door and stepped out a chilly breeze hit him; he shuddered and crossed his arms over his chest he walked over to his car quickly.

He sat down in the driver's seat and closed the door; he shuddered as he put the key in the ignition, Jake buckled himself him. Maybe it was all he needed to calm down was to get out of the house, he couldn't stay cooped up in the salvage yard anymore fixing cars. Jake made a u-turn in the dirt lot and onto the black tar street; the storm clouds over head rumbled loudly, a few droplets hit the windshield. As he entered city he looked at all the toms and she-kats walked down the streets holding their umbrellas, he looked towards the clock in the dash; it was late afternoon.

As he pulled up to the grocery store, the parking lot looked like it was full; after he managed to find a parking spot quite a ways away from the store. Right before he got out of the car, the rain began to pour down on the city. Jake looked around the cab of his car for an umbrella or the rain jacket that he always had in his car, he pulled the jacket from the back seat and put it on over his short sleeved shirt.

He got out of the car quickly and sprinted to the store, he didn't realize that he sprinted faster than any normal kat; he caught the attention of most of the kats still the parking lot. Especially the attention of two kats that sat in their car; they had spotted him as he ran into the store.

Jake shook his head causing little droplets of water to fly around his head; he shrugged off his coat and put it over the handle bar of the cart he grabbed on the way in. He shuddered as the wet collar of his shirt touched the back of his neck, his ears perked as the store doors slid open; he caught the strange presence of other demons.

The cinnamon colored tom moved away from the front of the store, he didn't like the fact that Cressida had stopped moving and was unusually quite now. He went down the first isle his ears flat against his head; he picked up the first few items on the list that was in his head, he kept listening for anybody that was following him.

The demon remained quiet as he went down the next isle quietly; she knew that there were other demons in the store, so she remained hidden deep within his body. As he continued to walk down each of isles he couldn't see them but he knew that they were following him, and once they had walked into the same isle he could see that they were eyeing him.

Jake continued to pick up the items he needed; he kept looking at them from the corner of his eye.

"Stop looking at them Jake." Cressida whispered.

Jake's breath caught in his throat as he heard the two demons whispering to each other, the small brown tom quickened his pace as he walked down the aisle; he quickly made his way to the cash register at the front of the store.

"You shouldn't be so obvious now they know." Cressida added lowly.

"That's your fault; you came out when you should have stayed hidden." Jake said to himself.

Cressida was silent once he started unloading his basket, he didn't like being watched by the other demons now that they knew what he was. Jake took a deep breath trying to relax his body; to shake the tension from his body so that they would not suspect him anymore.

"That's seventy-five dollars." The cashier announced as she looked towards him.

Jake looked up at her and reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet, he pulled out his card and handed it to the Siamese she-kat. He kept his eyes down; he pretended to look though his wallet as he waited to get his card back. After he got his card back he noticed that his followers were at the next cashier over from his; Jake pushed his basket out of the store.

It was still raining heavily as he pushed his basket out into the wet parking lot; when he reached his car he popped the trunk Jake speedily began to put the bags in the trunk. Jake closed the trunk and got into his car; he looked into each of his mirrors before he started the car and went back home to the salvage yard.

-Cody-

Turmoil paced the small room impatiently as she looked down at the young striped tabby, her arms folded under her chest. She turned around once again looking towards him; he wasn't T-bone like he had said, but he was something completely different. She had her soldiers change from the normal rope bonding to chains; they crossed over his chest numerous times to weigh him down. They circled around his waist to keep him sitting in the metal chair; the flats of his feet and ankles were pulled far from the chair so he would not gain leverage and attack her again.

She was disappointed in herself even angry; she was determined to find him now even if it meant revealing herself to the unsuspecting city below her. Turmoil smiled to herself widely, her new storm generator that masked the presence of her high tech air ship. Once she paced to and from one end of the room to the other; she kept her grey eyes on the tabby he had to be a relative of some sort.

"Maybe he's a cousin or something closer." Turmoil questioned quietly.

Turmoil's arms dropped away from her chest, she walked over to where he sat in the middle of the room. She lifted his head up to get a good look at him; the shape of his face matched his, and the sound of his voice was off by only one syllable. She huffed loudly as she pulled her hands away from his face; she didn't want to get bitten by him he could possibly tare her hand off.

But now his face was swollen; his left eye was swollen shut and his lip was split open, it was crusted over. There was dried blood under his nose and on his chin; his right ear was torn at the tip from the claws of one of her female soldiers.

Cody groaned loudly a signal that he was waking up, Turmoil straightened up as she took a few steps away from the mysterious tom. His right eye opened but his left remained shut; he managed to turn his head and look up at her, Turmoil's eyes narrowed on him.

"God you kats are crazy." Cody said his words slurred.

Laughter bubbled in her throat as she gave him a small smirk; she pushed a lock of hair out of her face. Turmoil put her hand on his check then brought it back and smacked him hard, her claws bit into his flesh a few drops of blood rolled down the side of his face. She watched as the few cuts from her razor sharp claws seal up in just a few moments; her smirk turned to a wide smile.

"What are you?" Turmoil questioned.

Cody's head turned at an awkward angle, he stared up at her quietly; his lips pressed tightly together he wasn't about to spill his families secret.

"I see you're not willing to tell me." Turmoil remarked coldly.

Cody's ear's flattened against his head, a low rumble came from his chest; he tried to bear his fangs at her but he winced. Every muscle in his face was sore from the beating he had received earlier, he then tried to move the rest of his body he couldn't. Cody looked down at the rest of his body; chains covered his entire body; when he tried to flex his muscles to break the chains his body screamed in protest he's knees were all bandaged and blood but he could tell that they weren't healing.

Turmoil giggled loudly as Cody groaned in pain, she walked over to the door and knocked on the metal gently. The door opened slowly and a she-kat about her mid thirties stepped in with a small silver tray, she wore a white lab coat, blue jeans and a red blouse.

"What are you doing?" Cody asked sluggishly. "What's wrong with me?"He continued.

"We gave you a sedative so you wouldn't be able to attack me again." Turmoil replied.

"What's that stuff?" Cody questioned quickly.

Turmoil looked towards him, the she-kat moved towards him quickly placing the tray down on the table in the back of the room; she picked up the syringe and the small vile that were placed on the tray.

"Its truth serum, it will make you spill every secret you have." Turmoil replied excitedly.

She held the vile up-side down as she pushed the needle passed the cork top. Cody licked his dry split lip, the she-kat walked up to him; she placed the needle against his bicep and pushed it in. She injected the clear liquid into his body; the chocolate brown she-kat placed the needle back on the tray and then left the room.

"It'll take approximately half an hour to take effect." Turmoil said aloud. "I'll be back then to question you." She continued.

Turmoil then walked over to the door, she turned the lights off and then left the room closing the door behind her.

-Jake-

Jake had just finished putting the grocery's away, when he heard the same car drive by yet again. The chocolate brown tom put the plastic bags in the trash can in the kitchen; he left the kitchen and walked out into the living room. The fire red truck with white racing stripes drove away from the salvage yard; he could see one of the two figures turned towards the salvage yard while the other was driving away.

He swallowed the lump in his throat as he then left the living room, he walked up the stairs to the hallway where there were two rooms. One of them used to be his and the other was Chance's when they had used to live at the salvage yard, well he lived there now and Chance lived up town with Jett. Jake sighed loudly as he walked into his room, he turned the bedroom light now and there in his room stood a tall well built tom; his fur was white and he had randomly placed and large orange and black spots.

His eyes glowed bright red, the calico kat moved slowly towards him; his feet dragged along the darkly carpeted floor. Jake took a single step back from him; he took another step back but was suddenly stopped by a large breathing mass behind him. His body went tense as large hands grabbed his slender shoulders; every muscle in his body locked up. One of the hands moved from his shoulder and under his chin, forcing Jake to look up at the second tom standing behind him.

He was a little taller than the calico tom standing his room; one of his eyes was a brilliant blue like Jett's and the other was emerald green, his fur was black with the single white spot on his jaw.

"Run Jake run!" Cressida screamed.

When his body began to move the big black male's hand came around his throat and pushed him to the floor; Jake let out a loud yelp as he hit the floor. The chocolate brown tom grabbed his wrists tightly and began to struggle against the larger tom; Jake put his feet on his chest and put in every bit of strength he had into kicking him off. Once the black male was off of him, Jake was up off the hallway floor and running down the stairs.

"You have to let me out Jake." Cressida ordered.

"I don't think I can." He says to himself.

"Yes you can let me out Jake you have to." Cressida demanded.

Jake stumbled down the last few steps of the stairs, he's knees hit the old wooden floor; he slid across the floor. Jake stood up in living room waiting for the two males to come down the stairs after him; he backed up against the back of the couch. His body suddenly went ridged; his breathing had become labored and then there was suddenly excruciating pain all over his body. Cressida had taken over his body; he dropped to the floor he tired to scream but nothing came out, Jake curled up into a tight ball.

The white calico and the black tom came down the stairs slowly; they stood around quietly looking down at him. Jake felt every bone in his body pop, his shoes fell off his body and his cloths became very loose on him. His body felt strange; it felt like his organs were too big for his now tiny skeleton, his heart was beating rapidly it felt like it was about to pop. His body was so light now, and the pain was gone as he began to get up off the floor two sets of footsteps approached him.

Jake scrambled off the floor as the two toms stopped, they're eyes widened a little as Jake continued to back away from them. Jake panted loudly as he felt for the keys of his car; before he could get to the small round table that stood next to the front door the calico tom was next to him, his large hand closed around his wrist.

"I'm Roland and that's Daski, Jett sent us to look after you while she's on her honeymoon." The tom said aloud.

"Oh thank heav-." Jake started.

Jake's hands quickly went to his cover his mouth; a high pitched woman's voice came from his mouth as he started to talk. He looked down at his hands, they were slender like a girls there was no calluses that his hands used to have. He then looked to his cloths that were now baggy on his body, his chest was heavy and he felt the orbs that were a little more than a handful; he pulled the collar of his shirt away from his body and looked into his shirt. After that moment he ran towards and up the stairs to the bathroom that was on the second story, he pushed the bathroom door open and stood in front of the mirror.

The face that stared back at him was not his own, he pressed his fingers into his face.

"Oh god oh god oh god OH GOD!" Jake screamed loudly as he franticly started rubbing his hands over his face.

Daski and Roland watched as Jake continued to scream in the bathroom; as if predicting what was going to happen, Daski reached out to catch Jake as he fainted.

"Oh bother." Daski said his voice scratchy and gruff.