It was now a little before 5pm, and the guys were about to close up the garage for the day when they heard the unmistakable rumbling of a pair of well tuned sports bikes approaching through the main gates of the salvage yard. They looked up and thier jaws dropped at seeing the same two sexy she-kats that had managed to kick the Metallikat's tails earlier. The two females pulled up outside the garage, iddling thier bikes as Chance came out to meet them.

"Can I help you ladies?"

The she-kat on the silver bike removed her helmet, shaking out her hair slightly as she looked at the mechanic with her emerald eyes, easily noticing the not too subtle flirting tone of his voice. "Yeah, my bike got damaged earlier, and I hear you guys are pretty good at fixing them."

"No problem. What happened?"

She just shrugged. "Some idiot ran a red light and nearly slammed into me."

After having seen what had happened with the Metallikats on the news earlier, Chance had a feeling there was more to it than that, and was sure he knew just who the idiot was that nearly crashed into her, but decided not to say anything about it. "Sure. Why don't you bring it inside and we'll have a look."

The girls dismounted thier bikes and rolled them inside of the first bay door while Jake closed the second one, watching the two out of the corner of his eye as they entered. He then walked over, and both he and Chance looked over the second bike. "Damage doesn't look too bad. Shouldn't be too hard to fix."

The rider nodded. "I see that you're closing, though. Should I come back tomorrow?"

Chance smiled at her. "Nah. You can leave it here tonight if you want and we'll start work on it first thing in the morning. Will you need a ride home though?"

The she-kat turned and spoke something to her companion in some strange language that the boys had never even heard before. The red-clad female nodded and responded in the same language, then turneed back to them, now being the one to speak, her voice softer than her friend's but with a faint cold edge to it.

"We're actually just passing through. Probably will only be in town for about a week or so and are looking for a cheap motel to stay at, if you know any."

"Well, there's one only a few miles from here. A bit run down though, but then so is pretty much this whole section of town. I could take you there if you'd like. If you want, you can leave the red bike here too and we'll check it over as well and give it a tune-up for you when we fix the silver one."

Jake rolled his eyes at his friend's flirting, but also couldn't help noticing how gorgeous the two she-kats were. The pair glanced at each other briefly, then nodded in mutual agreement, looking back at the pair of mechanics, the chocolate-furred female speaking up again.

"Alright. We'd appreciate it." She returned Chance's smile softly, her long tufted tail twitching slowly.

While Jake stayed behind to finish closing up, Chance drove the girls to the nearby motel in the tow truck. It was pretty run-down, and not in a very plesant neighborhood either, but the tabby knew that these two were more than capable of handing themselves. He couldn't help but ask about how they were so easily able to defete the Metallikats.

Again the females just shrugged, the green-eyed one mentioning her Special Forces training. They both refused to give him any more details on it though. He then asked them what had brought them to Megakat City in the first place, to which the two-toned she-kat simply shrugged.

"Personal buisness."

Chance continued to flirt with them, mainly with the chocolate-furred she-kat since her friend didn't really pay much attention to him, as they checked into the small motel, then walked to thier room. Once at the door, he then told them that he'll call them tomorrow when thier bikes were ready. They thanked him, then went inside as the mechanic turned and left again.

The chocolate she-kat flopped down onto the second of the pair of twin beds with a soft sigh. Her friend locked the door, then laughed softly, turning to look back at her. "Not very subtle there."

"So?"

"Tramp."

The she-kat stuck her tounge out at her two-toned friend, then got back up and put the beer in the room's small fridge, placing two of the bottles in the tiny ice box in the upper part of it to get them cold faster.

The red-eyed female just shrugged as she placed her small duffle bag onto the bed and unzipped it, pulling out a small amount of folded clothing. She then began to remove her boots and latex body suit. "I gotta admit though, the darker one was pretty cute."

"If you say so... Kinda scrawny for my tastes."

"Yes, I know the type you prefer. And that tabby sure fits it."

The chocolate female chuckled a bit darkly in responce. Once undressed, her friend put on the small outfit that she slept in, more like red lengerie than actual sleeping attire. The other she-kat did the same, though her lengerie was black like her leathers. Once they had finished changing, the pair relaxed on the beds, drinking thier beers. The red-eyed one leaned back against the head-board, propped up on the pillows with one arm behind her head. "It's still pretty ironic, the ways that we're always teamed up together. Like this latest time. Special Forces, and underworld assassin."

"Black Ops isn't that much different. I was still an assasin."

"Yeah, but you got told what to do all the time, and I got paid more."

"I still don't see how you take so much pleasure in killing."

"Twelve-hundred years, and you still don't have the bloodlust..."

"I'm not like you, Star. I wasn't born to this."

"But it's still in your blood. Like it or not, it's what we are. Predators."

"Killers."

"Same thing."

"Still doesn't mean I have to enjoy it."

"No, but that's half the pleasure of being what we are. The thrill of the hunt."

"I prefer a different kind of 'hunt'."

Star laughed at that. "You remember back in the 'old west'?"

"Yeah, that was the only time we were actually working on the same side."

"Yep. Bounty hunters. Now that was fun."

"Too bad we can't rely on horses anymore. Damn this modern technology."

"Oh please, Elena. You know you love it."

"I'm good at it. Period."

"If you didn't love it, you wouldn't keep doing it."

Elena flattened her ears, then took another deep draught of her beer. After a few silent moments, she spoke up again. "So do we have time for our usual game?"

Star looked over at her with a bit of surprise. "The mechanics?"

"Why not?"

"Not your usual style."

"So? That tabby's hot."

Star couldn't help but laugh. "Sure, why not..."

Elena gave a mischevious smile as Star got up, setting her beer on the nightstand. The red-eyed she-kat pulled a smallish leather bag from her duffle bag, then walked over to the table. The two pulled the table further back into the room away from the window, then began to empty the contents of the bag out onto it. A clay bowl, three candles, a small golden 'sword' about the size of a letter opener, a ceramic censor, a pouch of dried herbs, a piece of red chalk, a small silver bell, and a small, very old leather-bound book

Star then used the chalk to draw out a pentagram onto the table. That done, she began placing the items at various points on the pentagram. As she did so, Elena took the bowl over to the sink and turned on the faucet, planning to half-way fill it with water. The she-kat pinned her ears as the faucet sputtered, then the water began to flow out into the sink itself.

"Yuck. Hope this stuff works. I certainly wouldn't drink it."

"Might be better to go grab some ice then to melt. It'll be cleaner."

"Yeah, good idea."

She took the empty ice bucket sitting beside the sink, then pulled on her jeans and jacket over her lengerie to head back outside. Headding toward the ice machine near the office, she hoped that it was still working in this dump of a motel.

By the time she got back with the ice, Star had already gotten everything else set up, the room's lights now fully off. The small motel room was now lit only by the soft flickering light of the three candles, and of the dim glow of the smoldering censor, it's slowly burning herbs and incense filling the room with a strange, somewhat intoxicating scent. Elena placed some of the ice into the clay bowl and held it over one of the candles until it was completely melted.

Elena then set the bowl down at the final empty point of the pentagram before once again removing her jeans and jacket, tossing them aside. The two girls now stood opposite each other in front of the table, looking down at the drawn symbol on it and the items arranged at the points.

Star then spoke, softly and with a particular rythym, as if chanting. Elena joined in, both of them now chanting together as they began thier spell. The chanting turned into soft singing, thier two voices blending together perfectly, the lines rhyming as they used the old gaelic language. As they continued, the air around them slowly became charged with energy.

The two she-kat continued to softly sing, calling upon the ancient power of thier paegan roots, and upon the herritage in thier blood. The power flowed through them, and both of them could now feel it's intoxicating effects. Once the spell drew to it's completion, the candles and censor suddenly went out right at the climax of the final verse, leaving the room completely dark save for the faint flickering glow of a street lamp out in the parking lot through the shadded window.

Even in the darkness, the two girls made the short few feet back to thier beds with no trouble, as if they could still see perfectly. They both laid down to sleep as the spell began to fully take it's hold.

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Back at the salvage yard, both Chance and Jake where now in thier beds fully asleep. In his own room, Chance seemed to be sleeping peacefully, hugging his pillow against him as if embracing a beautiful she-kat curled up at his side. his dreams quite vivid in his mind...

The tabby was in a dark room, the walls, carpeted floor, ceiling, and even the silk sheets on the large comfortable bed all black. Hundreds of candles linned the walls, creating a soft flickering light. He wasn't alone though. Elena was with him, laying fully naked on her back on the bed, the tabby ontop of her. Chance nuzzled and kissed the she-kat, running his hands caressingly over her body as he slowly and passionatly made love to her.

Chance smiled softly in his sleep, nuzzling into his pillow as if it where Elena, his sensual dream continuing throughout the night. Across the hall, Jake also dreamed, though his was different, with a much darker edge to it.

The athletic tom saw himself running though a misty forest, his only light being from the full moon overhead, though even that could barely pierce the fog and deep shadows. Bare-chested and wearing only his jeans, he was panting hard, his heart pounding in his chest from adrenaline and fear. He glanced to both sides, seeing wolves running parallel to him in the deep shadows beneath the trees, hunting him.

The cinnamon male then stumbled out of the woods into a small clearing, gasping to fill his lungs with the chill night air in each hard breath. Ahead of him, a massive wolf stalked out of the darkness, snarling at him. The beast's fur was black as midnight, though it's muzzle, chest, and lower legs were such a pale white, that they almost seemed to glow as the fur reflected the light of the silver moon. The wolf's eyes glowed a bright red and it's sharp fangs were bared, the moonlight glinting off the exposed dagger-like teeth.

Jake turned in fear to run again, to escape the deadly wolf, only to find himself face to face with the red-eyed she-kat. Star wore only a shall of pale shear silk that concealed nothing of her lean well-toned body. The female leanned forward, pressing her lips against Jake's in a hard but passionate kiss.

Jake's eyes went wide in surprise, but then he returned it, a sudden hunger taking over him. The kiss became deeper, more lustful, and in moments Jake found himself on the ground with the female ontop of him. She removed his jeans, slowly and teasingly kissing, licking, and nipping her way down his chest and thighs, Jake moaning in pleasure as his malehood quickly hardened from the she-kat's attentions.

Star then climbed back ontop of him, letting her shall fall away as she took him inside of her, beginning to ride him very roughly and dominantly, raking her claws down his body. Jake found that he actually enjoys the rough treatment of the female, panting and groaning out in painful pleasure as she continued to ride him, bitting and clawing at his flesh.

Jake suddenly woke up, sitting straight up in bed, panting hard with his heart pounding in his chest, his fur damp with sweat. The dream had been so vivid and real, that he felt over his own body, looking for the bite and claw marks that he was almost certain was there. He found none, but blushes in realization than he had came in his sleep, making quite the mess of his boxers and bed sheets.

He got up, grabbing a fresh pair of boxers and pants, then headded quickly for the bathroom, hoping that Chance was still asleep. Unfortunatly, both toms had woken up at pretty much the exact same time, both of them having the same reaction to thier dreams. Chance came out of his room barely a second after Jake opened his door, both of them stopping at looking at each other in embarasment. Chance looked down, rubbing the back of his neck. "Ummm... vivid dreams?"

Jake also looked down, blushing. "Yeah..."

"Those girls from yesterday?"

"Well... the one in red... You too?"

"The brown-furred one..."

Chance endded up taking his shower first while Jake changed out the sheets on his bed. As soon as the tabby was out, Jake got his own shower while Chance changed out his bed. While cleaning himself off, scrubbing the sweat and other fluids from his fur, Jake again checked himself over, the dream having been so real that he swore there should have beem bite marks somewhere on his body.

Once they both had completely cleaned up, they ate a quick breakfast, neither one of them being very hungry, before headding downstairs to open the garage for the day. Thanks to Mac's downtown demolition the previous day, there were now several cars to be worked on, though they started on Elena's bike first. While Chance looked for the source of the problem, Jake looked over the full design.

"This thing's gotta be custom made. It's got several similarities to our cyclotrons, but definitly unlike anything available on the open market."

"Oh yeah? Take a look at this fule intake."

Jake knelt down to see what Chance was referring to, and his jaw dropped in surprise. "No way this thing can get that much power off a hybrid system!"

"Yet somehow it does. It must get almost a hundred miles to a gallon. Military?"

"Maybe. That one did say she was former Special Forces."

"Elena."

"Huh?"

"Her name's Elena. And the other one is Star."

"How do you... nevermind."

As Jake continued to look over the bike's design, he eventually found a tiny seam on the side of it near the seat that shouldn't have been there. When he ran his hand over it, he felt it shift very slightly. "What the...?"

Pressing his fingers to the metal just below the seam, he pulled down. A panel slid open, revealing a small security pad. "Hey Chance, check this out."

"What is it?"

"Some kind of access pad. There's something hidden in here."

"Can you open it?"

"It's a scanner. Looks to be DNA incripted. Extremely high tech. Could take days or even weeks to crack. This thing's definitly got to be military."

"Think she's actually got something in there?"

"I don't know. It's definitly locked. Hmm..."

The lean tom then stood up and walked over to Star's red bike. Looking in the same spot, he found the exact same type of panel hidding and acess pad and scanner. The two then gave both bikes a more thorough look over, and found a total of three seperate panels on the each side of both bikes, all of them with the same DNA scanners required to gain access. As much as he was tempted to try hacking into them, he knew that the two she-kats were expectinng the repairs done no later than that afternoon, and they still had several other cars to work on as well.