Chapter 6

Written by: Cody Furlong & Razorslove

Jake continued to pace around the garage, waiting to hear from Chance or Jett he had the unnerving feeling that something had gone wrong. He wrung his delicate female hands gently as he looked at the clock mounted on the wall above the kitchen door; he looked towards Daski who sat on the couch looking at him. He was one of Jett's closest and most trusted friends that's been with her for a long time, his eyes were soul piercing like Jett's.

"Why are you pacing Jake?" The black tabby questioned softly.

Jake stopped his pacing and looked at him once again, his ears folded back against his head. He sighed softly and looked towards the phone; Daski looked around him at the white phone that sat near the front door.

"I can't wait anymore; I have to know if they are alright Daski." Jake replied his voice was laced with worry.

The black tom stood up and moved around the coffee table that sat in front of the couch; Daski hadn't shifted his gaze from him. The male demon towered over him he might have even been taller than Chance; his white tipped ears twitched as he looked down at Jake.

"What is it you want me to do Jake?" Daski asked.

"I want you to go to Jett and Chance's hotel and check on them please." Jake continued.

"Very well I will go check on them, I will tell Roland of my departure." The black tabby responded as he turned around and walked towards the garage were Roland was standing guard.

Jake let out a sigh of relief that Daski was going to check on them, he couldn't take the uncertainty anymore.

Daski walked up to the calico tom and put his hand on Roland's shoulder gently getting his attention, he didn't turn his head but his ears turned towards him.

"What is it Daski? You're supposed to be watching Jake." His voice was deep.

"He wants me to go check on Jetta and her husband." Daski replied.

Roland turned his head to look at the black tom and sighed loudly as he left his post in the garage; he stepped into the living room and looked towards the brown female. Daski moved away in a flash of white light he was gone from the garage.

-Chance's hotel room-

Chance growled loudly at Turmoil she was fully undressed now and so was he, before the effects of the tazer had worn off she had chained his hands and feet together. He was breathing hard his chest was hurting and he felt short of breath, he watched as she leaned down and licked and kissed his neck. Chance grunted as he felt himself hardened, he felt his demon stir and he felt the rage in the pit of his stomach his demon wasn't going to tolerate another female touching him.

"Get off of me!" Chance growled loudly sounding demonic and rough.

All Turmoil did was smile down at him and she let out a deep purr of satisfaction; she lifted herself and placed herself over his kathood. Chance growled louder at her and shifted his hips so she missed impaling herself on him; she hissed at him and clawed his chest leaving deep gouges in his flesh. The burly blonde tabby grunted as the blood oozed out of the four wounds on his chest, Turmoil fixed his kathood and slipped him in side.

In that moment Chance's demon went crazy tearing at his insides; pushing him over the edge and betrayal hit him hard. She moved eagerly over him, and she watched as his emerald green eyes turned a deep crimson red.

"I am Alexander the Violent you will leave me or I will kill you." The voice growled loudly as he struggled to throw her off.

Turmoil giggled loudly as she took his body, the demon roared loudly and pulled at the chains the thick links prevented him from breaking it. In a moment of his struggle here was a knock on the door of his hotel room door; his insides tightened and he let out an agitated roar and bucked Turmoil off of him and onto the floor.

Daski stood near the door waiting for an answer from Chance or Jett; his ears perked as he heard the roar of male demon, the black tabby burst through the door quickly. He saw the male laying on the bed his hands and feet bound and a female sitting up off the floor looking towards him, Daski growled loudly and moved towards them.

Turmoil got up quickly off the floor and ran for the window where her chopper waited for her; Daski went after her as she entered the chopper. She stepped onto it and the chopper lifted off; he saw the limp blue haired snow leopard lying limply on the floor of the chopper.

"Jetta!" Daski screamed as he moved quicker towards the chopper, he leapt towards the chopper but missed by a fraction of an inch his claws ripping through the metal of the skids of the helicopter.

The red chopper moved away from the large balcony, the black tabby roared loudly as he watched the helicopter disappear into the night. He looked back at the blonde tabby lying on the bed and growled he smelled betrayal all over him and sex. Daski moved over to the bed glaring down at the male enraged by him; the demon gripped his neck and growled loudly.

"Did you spill your seed in her you traitorous mate?" Daski hissed.

"No I did not, she is not my mate." Alexander growled deeply at him.

Daski growled back at him; he reached down and pulled the chains off his feet and hands, his ears flat against his head he wanted to tear him apart. He watched the demon sit up and cover himself up with the blanket as he looked for his cloths; he took a deep breath calming himself.

"Who was that female?" Daski questioned.

He looked up at him and his eyes returned to their normal bright green.

"Her name is Turmoil, I spurned her a long time ago she was holding the city's airway's hostage; I was captured by her and I told her I would join her forces but then I planted bombs on her airship. Right under her nose; Razor tried to rescue me and I acted like I had turned coat on him, I threw him off the airship and so on and so forth once we were safely off I blew it up and I managed to disable her escape pod. She's was arrested and has been in jail for twenty years, until now and she wants her revenge." Chance answered quietly his ears flat against his head.

"And you let her take Jetta?" Daski hissed.

Chance looked up at him quickly and growled loudly.

"We were tazed by her goons; she went down first it took a second time before it took effect." Chance added angrily.

Daski's ears flattened and looked away from the stripped tabby, he was a little taller than the light furred tom and he was very young compared to him.

"How did you know what was happening?" Chance asked sadly as he pulled his black slacks on.

"Your friend Jake worried about you; he has left several messages on your hotel phone. A few of those females "Goons" as you called them, came to the garage and tried to take him." Daski replied quietly his voice low and gruff.

Chance stood up and put his shirt on; buttoning up the front his ears flat against his head, the tabby fixed his wedding band. He felt so guilty for not being able to protect his wife, they had only been married a few days and he failed.

"We should leave Chance before they decide to come back." Daski added as he looked around the large room.

"Fine I'll come back for our stuff later." Chance responded.

In a flash they were gone from the hotel room.

-Salvage yard-

Jake sat in his room quietly; Roland gave him the bad vibes and he didn't like the way he looked at him. He didn't like being left alone with him; he stared at him at his now female body. Jake rubbed his skinny arms; he lay back on his bed and sighed Daski wasn't back yet.

There was a gentle knock on his door and Jake sat up quickly turning his head towards the bedroom door; the female got up and walked over to the door. Jake opened the door cautiously; he looked up at the orange and white calico tom standing in front of his door.

"Daski is back with Chance." He said calmly the tone in his voice sounded unhappy.

Jake smiled and opened the door widely and walked around the large male, he sped walked to the stairs.

Down stairs Chance looked around the living room, he heard Jakes footsteps coming down the stairs and he sighed. The blonde tabby stood up from where he sat on the couch, and his eyes fell upon a young she-kat, she looked exactly like Jake but female.

"Is this some kind of joke that's not Jake." Chance questioned agitatedly as he looked towards Daski.

Daski shook his head as he looked towards Jake who stood at the foot of the stairs, then back at Chance.

"It's not a joke Chance, Jetta knows more about what happens to a male who has been partnered with a female demon." Daski replied to the agitated tom.

Jake looked between Daski and Chance, his hand moved up his neck nervously expecting Chance to run at him. Chance looked back at the tiny female standing at the foot of the stairs and watched her hand move up her neck; she looked nervous and a little frightened.

"Where is Jett?" Jake questioned worriedly.

He watched as Chance's ears flattened against his head and look away from him, Daski straightened a bit and looked away as well.

"Jett was taken by Turmoil." Chance replied quietly he crossed his arms over his chest.

Daski sighed loudly and looked at the both of them as they stood there silently in the living room; Chance looked somewhat defeated and Jake had a shocked look on his face.

"I wonder who exposed the both of you to her." Roland questioned as he came down the stairs behind Jake.

Jake jumped and moved away from the calico tom as he came up behind him; Daski's ears flattened as he watched him move away.

"Honestly I don't know who would have told her about us." Chance huffed lowly.

Jake brought his hand up to his chin and rubbed it gently.

"I haven't seen Cody in days, and the Enforcers say they haven't seen him either." Jake announced.

All three toms looked towards him; Chance looked more worried than ever and Roland and Daski looked towards each other. Jake rubbed his arms nervously as everybody looked at him; he had forgotten about Cody and he felt guilty for not mentioning something earlier about him.

"Why didn't you say something earlier about it?" Chance growled loudly.

"He and I got into a fight the day after the wedding, and he just disappeared; I didn't think anything of it until now." Jake spat in defensively.

"Why don't you pick on someone your own size half breed!" Roland snarled loudly as he stepped forward.

Daski looked between the three males in the room, of course he didn't know if Jake counted as a male in this point of time.

"That's enough we don't know for sure if this Turmoil has Cody or not." Daski hissed loudly at them.

This situation was making everyone tense and agitated at each other, Roland, Chance and Jake looked towards him.

"He isn't at the apartment, nor is he at the Enforcers and he obviously isn't here." Daski added. "Then he must be with Turmoil, not willingly anyway." He continued.

Chance sat down on the couch and took a deep breath; he put his head in his hands. Jake walked up to the couch and sat beside him quietly; he put his hand on the blond tabby's shoulder and squeezed gently.

"Don't worry Chance we will find them." Jake whispered softly his softy female voice trying to smooth over his fried nerves.

-5 Days later-

Turmoil walked into the small room and looked at the blue haired female, thick chains over lapped each other on her body once around her neck; it was even in her mouth acting as a gag to keep her quiet. The rest of the long chain was wrapped around her chest, abdomen, waist and legs to make her immobile. The Russian she-kat circled her slowly looking over her, she was sleek average height she-kat everything seemed ordinary besides her blue hair; but there was something that she couldn't put her finger on something extraordinary.

Turmoil licked her lips, then she looked over to the figure sitting on the other side of the small room; they faced each other the figure had something of its head. She turned the light on as she closed the door behind her; she walked over to the figure and ripped the bag off its head.

Cody looked up at Turmoil quickly as she looked down at him with a wide triumphant smile across her face; his ears went back against his head as she pressed her fingers against his cheek. He licked his dry lips; his breath caught in his throat as he saw the blue haired snow leopard sitting in the chair across from him.

"I want to know more to know more about this female; and you will tell me or I will be forced to torture her til you do Cody." Turmoil commented as she walked back over to Jett.

Cody kept his eyes on Jett, the snow leopard was hunched over in her chair quietly; she didn't move she didn't even look like she was breathing. Turmoil put her gloved hand on top of her blue hair; the Russian felt the spotted grey and white she-kats ears twitch.

Jett opened her eyes slowly; her ear twitched slightly as she felt the pressure of someone putting their hand on the top of her head. There was a dull throbbing in her head as the pressure of somebody touching it made it even worse. She tried to lick her dry lips; but her tongue ran over the cold chain links in her mouth. Her jaw ached and the corners of her mouth stung from the cold metal cutting into mouth; Jett's teeth bit into the steel, leaving behind the imprint of her teeth.

She groaned softly through the links; when she saw booted feet walk into her line of sight.

"Look up at me she-kat." Turmoil ordered her voice filled with disdain.

Jett looked up at her slowly, her neck stiff from it being in one position for so long; she blinked her eyes until she got used to the bright lights over head. Her eyes focused on the graying toffee colored she-kat; Jett could smell everything on her, Chance's scent stood out the most. A low growl irrupted from Jett; the smell of her mate on another female wasn't going to be tolerated.

Turmoil's ears flattened against her head as the she-kat growled at her; she then looked back at Cody who sat across the room.

"Now tell me what she is?" Turmoil demanded as she turned her back on Jett.

Cody sat up straight and clenched his jaw tight refusing to answer her question; the truth serum had worn off a few days ago. But even if she had used it again he would resist the compulsion to answer unlike last time. Turmoil looked at him menacingly when the young tom didn't answer her; she turned around and looked down at the chained female.

The Russian's fist slammed into the side of Jett's jaw; Jett's teeth scrapped against the metal, the corners of her mouth bleed a little as the chain links caught her flesh. Jett watched as Turmoil moved to stand on her on her other side; Jett looked to Cody and lifted her chin up.

"What is she?" Turmoil demanded again.

Cody looked back at Jett and his ears flattened against; he looked towards Turmoil his lips pressed into a thin line across his face. Turmoil growled loudly as she looked away from Cody and back at Jett; she slammed her fist into the other side of Jett's jaw hard. Jett groaned loudly as the metal bit more into the side's of her mouth; she bit down on the metal again making the indents deeper in the metal.

"What is she!" Turmoil screamed at him as she started punching Jett repeatedly.

Jett's bit down harder as the punch's from the Russian female assailed her; her mind was becoming fuzzy and the dull throb in her head became a sharp pain. With one more quick and hard bite; she bit through the metal links and spit them out. Before Turmoil could pull her punch; Jett tilted her head back so the graying female's hand passed by her head. The demon snow leopard opened her mouth wide; she lunged forward catching Turmoil's wrist in her mouth, and she bit down hard biting her hand clean off.

Turmoil screamed loudly and fell onto the floor holding the bloody stump where her hand used to be. Jett looked down at her blood covered the front of her shirt; she spit the hand onto the floor; and she growled loudly at her.

"It will teach you never to smell of my mate again." Jett growled showing her bloody fangs.