Chapter 7

Written by: Cody Furlong & RazorsLove

Turmoil sat in the infirmary holding the bandaged bloody nub at the end of her left arm; she looked at the IV tube that was feeding fluids into her body. That damn she-kat had bit her hand off; the blood loss hadn't been significant. There was nothing they could do to reattach her hand with the facilities they had; and the bone in the wrists had been crushed beyond repair. Turmoil's ears flattened against her head; there was no pain her doctor had given her pain medication.

Her plan to get back at T-bone was failing; she was going to have to get more drastic in her actions. She hadn't gotten Razor who was apparently a woman; this new woman who was obviously the driving force behind these supernatural beings. Nobody could bite through a heavy metal chain like she had; and now this snow leopard had become a real threat.

After the I.V. was done and she had gotten a little rest Turmoil was walking towards the hostage's room; it was on the far side of the Air Ship it gave her plenty of time to think about what she was going to do.

Jett looked straight towards Cody who sat across from her; she licked at the dried blood around her mouth. She watched as he looked away from her in shame; his ears were flat against his head she glimpsed into his mind only to be met by a snarling angry demon.

"I'm sorry." Cody whispered from the other side of the room.

Jett's ears perked up slightly catching the quiet whisper that came from the other side of the room.

"Why would you be sorry Cody?" Jett whispered back softly.

Cody looked towards her, there was a single tear in his eye she could feel the guilt rolling off his body and his demon was fighting for supremacy.

"She gave me a truth serum and I spilled my guts; she didn't ask me about you only about dad." Cody continued quietly.

Jett's ears flattened against her head as she listened to the young tabby's confession; she sighed softly she had only heard about this so called truth serum. She didn't believe in that kind of thing a serum that made the consumer speak the truth.

"What did you tell her?" Jett asked as she tilted her chin up.

"Everything! I told her about the Swat Kats, you and dad getting married about us being demons; she wants what we have." Cody replied.

Just as Jett was about to speak the door to the room opened; she looked towards the door and several uniformed females walked into the room followed by Turmoil. Two of the she-kats walked up to Jett, they held two mouth sized metal bars like what the dentist used to keep your mouth open. They jammed them into her mouth; one held four screws and an electric drill; every muscle in Jett's body tensed and the fight and flight instinct took over.

The snow leopard began to struggle against the thick chains; the other uniformed soldiers came up and held her head in place. A white she-kat pulled her lips back exposing her sharp white teeth and her pink gums. The tan she-kat that held the drill and screws; she placed one of the spiraling screws to one of the holes that were in the metal bar that over lapped her gums.

Jett's pain filled screams echoed throughout the room; Cody looked away instantly as the screw pierced through the gums of her upper jaw and into the bone. It continued three more times the drone of the drill and the cracking of bone; the she-kat stepped away from Jett to let Turmoil inspect their job. Turmoil stepped up to Jett and grabbed her jaw squeezing it tightly; the snow leopard groaned her teeth were stained red from the blood.

Blood gurgled in the back of her mouth; Jett looked up at Turmoil her eyes filled with pain, bloody saliva spilled over Jett's lips and onto Turmoil's hand. Turmoil pulled her hand away from Jett and looked down at her hand; she ran her thumb through the bloody saliva in her palm. Turmoil brought her hand back and slapped the demon female hard across the face; Jett let out a loud yelp of pain. Turmoil smiled as she listened to the small female yelp in pain; she was going to make her life a living hell for as long as she could for taking her hand. Jett tongued at the screws and the little metal bracers in her mouth; she knew the flesh and the bone would not heal unless the screws were removed. The wounds had stopped bleeding for the time being; that was until Turmoil decided to hit her again. It was going to be a long day or however long this she-kat was planning on keeping her alive. Turmoil brought her arm into Jett's view, and shoved the bandaged bloody edge to the tip of her nose.

"I'm going to make you suffer for as long as I possibly can before killing you." Turmoil announced with a wide smile on her face.

Jett's breath rushed out of her wide open mouth; every muscle in her body was tense and ached. Her eyes left Turmoil's face and she looked straight at Cody; the stripped tabby was looking at her, there were tears in his eyes. She looked back at the Russian she-kat and a low rumble irrupted from her open mouth; Cody's ears perked as he looked towards his mother sitting in the chair. Turmoil grabbed the drill from her subordinate; the drill droned loudly and she stabbed the rotating drill end into Jett's right hand. The snow leopards eyes watered and refused to scream out; Turmoil's ears flattened and drilled into Jett's other hand waiting for her to scream.

Jett's torture continued for hours; she had held back the urge to scream and cry out in pain, she wasn't about to let this disturbed she-kat get her kicks. She had kept her eyes on Cody; most of the drill holes that Turmoil had created in her arms, shoulders, knees and calves had almost completely healed. There was blood on the floor around her; the room smelled of blood and Blu was growling loudly but not fighting to take over. While Turmoil was giving her a break to recover from the torture; the one handed Russian was trying to get information about what Jett was out of him.

Turmoil growled loudly at how unresponsive the young tom was and crossed her arms over her chest, she had long run out of the truth serum. Maybe it was time for a new type of persuasion to get the information she was after; she wanted to know if she could become one of these fascinating creatures. Turmoil turned away from the tom and looked towards the snow leopard; she huffed loudly at the demon female and left the room.

The Russian commander looked towards her second in command; she motioned for her to come closer.

"Yes Commander Turmoil." The snow white she-kat saluted.

"Tomorrow afternoon we make ourselves known to this disgusting city again; maybe it will draw the Swat Kats out, and maybe I will have my questions finally answered." Turmoil said.

"What questions Ma'am?" The second in command questioned softly.

"It is of no concern of yours now but later it will and I will include you in my new plan. But for now tomorrow you will bring the sky fortress out of the clouds and give the city a little spook, is that understood." Turmoil replied loudly as she glared down at her.

"Yes Ma'am it is understood." The white she-kat confirmed.

Turmoil nodded and walked away from her quietly holding the end of her amputated wrist close to her chest; if she could get what she wanted and if she could be turned into one of them maybe her whole crew could. The tan she-kat grinned at all the possibilities that came with commanding her new and improved army; everything that could be hers now and would be hers.

-Next Day-

Chance paced the foyer of salvage yard, his arms were crossed over his chest tightly; he rotated his wedding band as he thought to himself. The salvage yard didn't smell right with the other two males Roland and Daski; Jett's scent was gone over powered by the demon males. There was too much testosterone it made his throat tighten; he looked over at Jake who was sitting on the couch watching the news. Even though he was in a she-kats body he still smelled like a male it was just a little disturbing; then he looked to the multi-color calico Roland he never took his eyes off Jake. Roland gave off the wrong vibes; he could tell that the calico was holding himself back, Chance turned away from them when the sound of the breaking news bulletin went across the T.V. screen.

"This is Ann Gora with breaking news." The tan news report announced over the T.V.

Chance's eyes looked directly towards the picture on her left side; Turmoil's new and improved airship hovered over the city. The black storm clouds that hid it had disappeared and the sun shone brightly behind it; Chance licked his lips he knew Jett was on that ship along with this son Cody. Chance then looked towards Jake and he was looking directly back at him; his chocolate brown eyes unwavering, Chance nodded and ran out of the foyer and to the hidden hatch in the garage. The tom and the female were down the ladder in a split second running towards the lockers placed near the. Chance stripped his overalls off turning away; so he's demon wouldn't be tempted to jump on the female. The blonde dark stripped tabby pulled his black mask over his head, as he ran towards the modified TurboKat. Razor followed close behind him, the small female jumped into the co-pilot/navigator's seat behind T-bone's. The turn table beneath the Turbokat spun downwards under them until they came to the underground runway; T-bone hit the throttle and the engines propelled them forward like a bat out of hell.

"I knew she would come out sooner or later." Razor growled lowly.

T-bone looked back at the skinny little female sitting behind him; his eyes a deep red T-bone's only response was a deep rumble that came from his chest. He spotted the huge silvery airship in the distance; it hovered directly over Mega Kat City Hall.

Razor looked over the giant airship slowly looking for a weakness; he spotted not one but two vertigo beams on the bottom of the airship. Razor rubbed his chest gently as he looked over the ship; he felt the strange pull from it, the tugging of his heart from something or someone on the airship. The brown female's hand crept up to his throat, feeling the lump form.

Suddenly a large holographic image appeared in the sky of Turmoil; they both noticed that she held the end of her arm where her hand should have been. The image moved its eyes towards the TurboKat; her ears flattened against her uncapped head.

Turmoil spotted the TurboKat hovering close to the airship on the monitor closest to the holographic projector; her grip tightened around her wounded arm.

"I Turmoil have returned to this retched city and I now rule the skies; and I will kill one of my two hostages if my demands are not met!" Turmoil roared out loudly. "I want twelve million in gold at exactly 3:30pm and the gold delivered to the docks; if they are met the first hostage will be released." Turmoil continued.

The image then turned towards the TurboKat glaring down at it with evil intent; T-bone put the TurboKat into hover and opened the cockpit, he unbuckled himself and stood on the seat.

"I want what you took back from me Turmoil!" T-bone roared loudly.

Turmoil chuckled loudly and shook her head; the hologram became fuzzy and then disappeared from the sky.

"No Damn you!" T-bone growled.

In an instant the airship was gone; it had disappeared behind black clouds that had formed suddenly in the sky. Lightening zipped by the TurboKat and thunder boomed loudly; T-bone sat down in the pilot's seat quickly and flew away.

"T-bone we should head back to City hall and talk to the new mayor about this problem." Razor announced.

T-bone instantly looked at Razor in the mirror; his eyes still a deep red his demon pushing against his organs. He put his hand over his chest; he felt as if he couldn't breathe anymore, his chest was tight and his heart was beating rapidly. His eyes changed color once again, deep purplish red eyes started back at him and his reflection a savage grin crossed his face.

It was going to be a long few hours.