Disclaimer: The SWAT Kats are owned by Hanna Barbera and the Tremblay Brothers. I own the OCs.
This is the last chapter before Callista's dinner with the mysterious tom. Enjoy.
I am ever thankful for what my Co-Author MisaRae does. I can't thank her enough.
Welcome aboard . Enjoy your flight.
Sniper and Adonis were riding through the city with Empress and Havoc on their tails. They stopped at a light. Empress managed to catch up to them. She turned her head to the left to face Sniper and asked, "Where did you learn to ride like that? With riding skills such as yours, you should be on the racing circuit."
Sniper replied, "I grew up on the racing tracks, Empress. From the time I was able to walk, I had a wrench in my paw, helping my father work on his bike. He taught me how to ride."
The light changed and they took off in tandem, heading off to Ambrosia.
They arrived and parked the two Cyclotrons in a back alley, out of sight Adonis got off the Cyclotron that he shared with Sniper, and then Sniper did the same. She ran her left paw down the tank and said, "Where can I get one of these? I would love to see what one of these can do on the racing track."
Empress replied after she got off of her Cyclotron, "I am sure that Razor will let you take one to the track. Can you imagine the looks that we are going to get when the SWAT Kats show up at the track? The rest of the teams will probably leave, knowing that they will be beaten by us."
Sniper removed the case from the side of the Cyclotron and held in her left paw as Empress spoke. She then turned to the rest of the group and said, "I can see it now, pulling up to the pits, offloading one of these babies from a trailer, and to top it all off, tiny little me getting on the Cyclotron and starting it. The only thing that could make it any better would be an all she-cat pit crew that would set the tom-dominated racing world on its butt."
Adonis imagined all of his new female friends, dressed in form-fitting racing apparel, and standing confidently around the Cyclotron. He said, "I would pay to see that any day of the week. Not only would you do really well out there on the track, Sniper, the rest of you would look real good in the pit. I can see every other pit crew in the area, fumbling and tripping over themselves as they try to watch you girls work."
Havoc walked over to Sniper, placed her right arm around Sniper's waist, and said, "I would gladly be part of your pit crew, as long as I am the one who gets to kiss you when you win."
"An added incentive to make me want to win, even more: I get to kiss my girlfriend in front of a camera and show the world how much I love her," Sniper said, and then kissed Havoc briefly on the lips.
Havoc wasn't going to let Sniper get away with just a simple kiss. She pulled Sniper closer to her and kissed her, hard.
Sniper closed her eyes and gave in to Havoc's silent demands, letting herself fall under the spell of Havoc's kiss.
Empress crossed her arms under her chest and stood there with one leg slightly in front of the other, shifting her stance and cocking her hip.
Adonis turned his head towards Empress, and noticed that she was getting impatient with Sniper and Havoc constantly making out. He walked over to her left side, placed his right arm around her shoulders, and said, "They are new lovers, Empress. Eventually they are going to stop doing that in front of everyone." He then turned his focus back to Sniper and Havoc just in time to see Havoc slip her tongue into Sniper's mouth and her right paw glide down Sniper's back to her butt. He then said, "Or not." Adonis watched them make out for a few more minutes, then said, "As much as I like watching two very hot she-cats kissing, we have a job to do, ladies. Can you two hold yourselves in check until this mission has been completed?"
Havoc pulled back from her kiss, but did not remove her gaze from Sniper's. Even though they wore masks, their heated gazes at each other were very visible. Havoc said to Sniper, "We will pick up where we left off later, Sniper."
"I will hold you to that, Havoc," Sniper replied, and kissed Havoc one more time before leaving Havoc and the rest to take her position on the roof.
Havoc watched her girlfriend walk away, case in paw and her tail swishing in time with her hips. She then scowled and turned to Adonis, reached out with her left paw, grabbed his left ear, and said, "If you ever interrupt me and my girlfriend again, you are going to lose something quite valuable to you in the near future if you want kittens. Do you understand, Adonis, or do I have to show you exactly what I am talking about?" She held up her right paw with her razor sharp claws extended, pointing straight in the air.
Adonis grimaced as Havoc grabbed his ear, and then gulped as she threatened his anatomy. He grabbed her left arm with his strong left paw and forcefully removed her paw from his ear. Once freed, he rubbed his ear, and then said, "That's twice in one day that a she-cat grabbed my ear. What is it with you she-cats and ears? Do you girls have a fetish or something that I need to know about? If grabbing ears turns you on, I am going to have to start wearing a hat. Now as far as me interrupting you and Sniper, we have work to do, and I can't have you two distracted. I know I am not in charge of anything. However, I will do what I have to do in order to make sure that our mission gets carried out. So, until Callista is safe in Ulysses' arms again, we are going to stay alert and on our toes, do you understand Havoc, or do I have to bench you?"
Havoc had not been expecting Adonis to take charge the way that he did at all. She lowered her paw and her eyes, and then said, "I'm sorry, Adonis. I am so in love with her that when I am with her, my mind shuts down and all I want to do is shower her with attention. Surely you can understand that? I have seen the way you act around Pirouette, and you behave no differently around her than I do around Sniper. Am I wrong?"
Adonis replied, "No, you are not wrong. I love her, and I am not afraid to show her that love anytime or anywhere." He opened his arms in welcome and said, "C'mere, Havoc."
Havoc went to him and closed her arms around him.
Adonis wrapped his arms around her and said, "You and Sniper could be the sisters I have never had. I like that we are friends, and we are going to make excellent partners-in-arms as members of SWAT. I can only see the bond between all of us getting stronger as time goes on, and eventually, we will be a family." He brought his right paw under her chin and lifted her head so she could look into his mask-concealed eyes, then said, "I want to keep my new family safe beyond all else. I want my extended family to be at my wedding to Pirouette, be there when my kittens are born, and be there to share in all of the joyous times to come." He then hugged her tightly against his muscular body one more time before letting her go.
Havoc felt the warmth from his body radiating through his uniform, as well as every one of his well-defined muscles as he held her, and when he more or less called her a sister, she started to tear up. She never had a sibling, and now she had eight cats that she could call family. She smiled as her eyes wetted, and said before he let her go, "I have never had a real family before. Sure, I had a mother and a father, but they were both taken away from me when I was a teenager. I never saw them again. After years of being by myself, I now have a cat that loves me, and a family that I can depend on. I couldn't be happier with how my life has turned out."
Empress went over, hugged them both, and said, "We are a family, and nothing is going to change that. Speaking of family matters, my grandmother is going to be here soon, and we need to get in position before she does."
"You are right, Empress. Take Havoc and get in position. I'll be right on the other side of the building if you need me. Although, I have a very good feeling that you two can handle anything that gets thrown your way," Adonis said, and then walked away towards the alley he was going to wait in.
Havoc and Empress watched him walk away. Their gaze shifted lower on his body and locked in on his firm butt in his tight uniform. They both started to salivate as his lower muscles flexed and swayed with every step he took.
Havoc leaned over to Empress and asked, "Should we really be staring at him like this? It's sort of degrading, isn't it?"
Empress replied without removing her intense stare, "I guess, but what an ass he has! Pirouette is one lucky she-cat. T-Bone's body is nice and built, and I love feeling his body under his fur. But Adonis takes the term hunk to a whole new level. There is not an ounce of fat on his body. What I wouldn't do to be Pirouette for just one night."
They both watched him as he turned the corner and vanished from sight. Empress placed her left arm around Havoc's shoulders and said, "Show's over. Shall we get into position, and once we do, we can gossip about the SWAT toms' bodies all we want. No subject barred."
Havoc liked that idea, a lot. She smiled and said, "Lead on, Empress. She-cat gossip time is waiting, and you are going to tell me exactly what T-Bone has been hiding underneath that uniform for all these years."
As they walked over to their station, Empress leaned over to Havoc and whispered something in her ear.
Havoc went wide-eyed as she listened to Empress, turned her head to her, and asked, "That big, really?"
Empress stopped, turned her body to face Havoc, held her paws just about 9 inches apart, and then said, "That is about the right size."
They got into position and sat on a wall on the opposing side of the restaurant. Havoc turned to look at Empress and thought, 'Lisa is not the only lucky she-cat here. Even though I am madly in love with Sniper, I would not mind having just one shot with T-Bone and feel his hard muscles in the throes of passion.'
Sniper made it to the roof of the building that Razor had mentioned without any issues. She laid the case down, un-did the latches, and opened the case. Inside, there was a note addressed to her. She reached out with her right paw, took the note from the case, and read it. It said, 'Sniper, I know that you are not the largest of cats out there. Actually, you are one of the smallest cats that I know. I had this custom built for you. The stock is made out of light-weight carbon fiber, and all of the metal parts, including the barrel, are made from a proprietary alloy that Claw-Tek came up with. It's very light, but is one hundred times the strength of steel, and there is a built-in anti-kickback system engineered into it that should increase the accuracy to ten times that of a normal rifle. Razor'
She placed the note into her uniform before she looked down at the disassembled rifle nested in the case. Sniper removed the stock from the case with her left paw and the barrel with her right. She quickly assembled the two parts, and placed the rifle against her right shoulder. The rifle felt lighter than any other rifle she had used in the past. She placed the rifle back down on the case and removed the supporting stand that was to be used to stabilize the rifle as the user was aiming and firing the weapon. Sniper placed the stand on the front end of the barrel and then positioned herself at the edge of the roof facing the front door of the restaurant. She lined up her shot at the closed front door of the restaurant through the scope, and then mockingly pulled the trigger. She said softly, "Bang."
While Sniper was busy assembling her new toy, another she-cat landed ever-so-quietly on the rooftop behind her. The other she-cat folded her white wings behind her and walked over towards Sniper.
Sniper's ears perked up when she heard the soft footfalls behind her She took a slow, deep breath, fighting down her instinct to just turn and start firing. It would be far more advantageous to keep an element of surprise. But when her unexpected companion was close enough, she placed both of her paws on the rifle, rolled onto her back, and cocked the rifle. She then said, "You have exactly ten seconds to explain why you are here before I get to try out my new toy on you!"
"Easy, Sniper, I am one of Callista's oldest friends, and I am here to help. You can put that 'toy' of yours away. I will not attack you," the winged she-cat said.
Sniper lowered her weapon just a little to get a better look at the she-cat standing in front of her. The she-cat had on a looser-fitting version of the uniform that she wore herself, her long black hair was done up in a long braid that fell down her back, and a large pair of white wings tucked in tight to her body. Sniper then asked, "So, who the hell are you?"
"Please don't say the word hell, and you can call me Angel. As I stated earlier, I am one of Callista's friends from when she used to be a queen," Angel replied.
"That can't be true. You would have died a long time ago, and you certainly look too good to be dead," Sniper said.
"Let me assure you that I have long since passed. My lord has sent me to protect Callista at all costs, and I intend to do so by working alongside you and the rest of the SWAT Kats," Angel replied.
"Your lord? Who is that, and why is your lord so concerned about one she-cat?" Sniper asked.
"That is not your concern, Sniper. Just know that I am your ally," Angel replied.
"Not my concern?" Sniper said and cocked her eyebrow. "Lady, you land here from who knows where, sneak up on me, and start babbling some crap about your lord telling you to work with us to protect one of my friends. Either you start telling me exactly who you are, or I am going to place a very small hole in your chest."
"Fine, Sniper. However, you are going to keep this to yourself. My real name is Amelia. I was Queen Callista's sergeant-at-arms, and I love her like a sister. My lord Bast and her husband Ptah are Callista's birth parents. That makes her and Princess Callie demi-goddesses. Now do you understand why I am here?" Angel said.
Sniper lowered her rifle and asked, "The gods Bast and Ptah are Callista's parents? Does Callista know?"
"No, she does not know who her birth parents are. She was sent to the land of the living as a baby to be raised as a mortal cat. However, when her powers started to emerge, her aging slowed to a 20th of a normal cat's. As she aged, her powers grew immensely; the council recognized her power and elected her as Queen of Megalith. As captain of the guard, I was assigned to protect her. When we first met, she was sitting on the throne, and at least to me, it appeared that she had no idea how she ended up in such a position. Actually, she looked scared. I went to her, bowed to her on one knee, and looked into her green eyes. I then said, 'My queen, I am Amelia, captain of the guard and your protector. I await your command.' Then I smiled at her, hoping to get her to calm down, which she did, a little.
"She got up, walked over to me, crouched down, placed her arms around my neck, and said, 'I don't know what I am doing. I am not a queen. I am just a teenaged she-cat that happens to have magical powers that I still can't quite control. Will you help me please, Amelia? I need a friend, and not someone who is just going to say yes to everything I say. Will you be my friend, Amelia?'
"I placed my arms around her tightly and replied, 'I will be your friend, Callista. You can come to me for anything, and I promise to tell you the truth and not sugarcoat it.' We were friends for years until that faithful day when my fiancé and I went to fight the one you called the Past Master. We both perished in battle for Callista's honor.
"I did not see her again for another 425 years when she came to purgatory to take Princess Callie back to the land of the living. When she recognized me, I wanted to reach out to her and take her to see her mother. However, it was not my place to do so, no matter how much my lord wanted to be able to hold her own daughter in her arms. They will meet when the time is right, and that time will be soon."
"You keep calling Callie 'Princess'. Those titles died centuries ago when Megalith was broken up. Why do you call her 'Princess'?" Sniper asked.
"Callista will always be my queen, and since her daughter has passed, that makes Callie heir to the throne and grants her the title of princess. That is why I call her as such, Sniper. Or shall I call you Tina?" Angel asked.
Sniper had to process everything that she had just heard. She thought, 'I knew there was something special about those two. Now I know they are the descendents of gods! That is some heavy shit that Angel has laid on me! It's too bad that Callista does not know who her birth parents are. From what I read, Ptah and Bast love each other very much, and I have no doubt that love would have extended to their child. I hope Callista learns who her parents are soon. As much as my parents argued about me being gay, they still love me.' Sniper looked into Angel's eyes and said, "Welcome aboard, Angel. I guess our job is to cover the front of the building and take anyone out who tries to harm your queen."
Angel reached out with her right paw for Sniper to take it.
Sniper reached out with her right arm, took Angel's paw, and pulled herself up. She then said, "Please call me Sniper when I am in uniform, ok Amelia?"
"Very well, Sniper," Angel replied. They both took up their positions on the edge of the roof, waiting for the party to start.
Adonis turned the corner of the building and started walking down the alley. As he walked, he came across a green dumpster with a well-dressed tom standing in front of it. He was wearing a black tailored suit, and from what Adonis could see, a very expensive watch on his right wrist, a crisp white dress shirt with a black tie, and his tan-furred face had a pair of dark sun-glasses hiding his eyes. Adonis stopped and spread his legs so his feet were shoulder-width apart, crossed his arms over his chest, and said, "Either garbage toms are dressing better these days, or you are here for some other purpose. So who the fuck are you, and why are you here?"
The tom lowered his sunglasses with his left paw and turned his head to look at Adonis. His eyes raked Adonis' body, assessing the threat before he placed the glasses back on his face and said, "You talk about the way I am dressed, and yet you are dressed for either a costume party, or to be an exotic dancer at a bachelorette party. As for who I am, I am here to watch over my boss' interest."
"Really now, and what interests your boss enough to have you standing in a dirty alleyway, leaning against a dumpster?" Adonis asked.
The tom stood up and walked confidently towards Adonis. Once he was about a foot away from him, he removed his sunglasses, placed them in his breast pocket, and replied, "He is to meet some she-cat that has been a small thorn in his side for years. I don't know, he might have a thing for her, although it's not my concern as long as I get paid."
"Well, that she-cat is one of my friends, and I highly doubt she wants anything to do with your boss. If your boss tries anything to harm her, I will not hesitate to slam my fist in his or your face if you get in my way. Is that clear enough for you?" Adonis asked as he placed his paws on his hips.
"Relax, they are just going to have a friendly chat and nothing more, so don't go and get your panties in a bunch. Then again, with that outfit, I am sure that there is something riding up your butt and rubbing you the wrong way," the tom replied.
Adonis was getting ready to pick the tom up and place him in the dumpster, when a she-cat wearing a skin-tight red mini-skirt, a very small matching tube top, and a pair of high heels walked into the alley. She got within inches of them and said, "You both look uptight. Why don't you both play with me for a little bit? Since you both are very well built, I am sure that you both will satisfy my needs very well. I might even give you a two-for-one deal. What do you say?" She then reached out with her paws and cupped their crotches through their clothing.
Adonis slapped her paw away, but the other tom let her keep up her ministrations. He said, "His loss. How much are we talking about, doll?"
"If it's going to be a single, then 100 should cover the bill," she replied.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a crisp 100 dollar bill. He then handed her the money and said, "Lead on, doll, but I plan on making you scream."
She smiled and removed her paw, only to take the tom's paw in hers and lead him further down the alley. But before they left, she turned to Adonis and asked, "You sure you don't want to take a turn?"
"Positive," Adonis replied.
"Your loss, Big Boy," she said, and led the other tom down the alley to a darker corner.
Adonis watched them disappear behind another set of dumpsters, and heard the sounds of clothing being shed. He did his best to tune out the sounds that he heard from the other end of the alley, but it was very difficult, since they were both quite vocal.
Ulysses pulled up to the front of the restaurant and parked the car. He got out and walked around the car to let Callista out. He opened her door, extended his paw to her, which she took, and helped her out of the car.
Callista straightened out her dress and asked, "Do I look alright?"
Ulysses gazed over her body and definitely liked what he saw. She was wearing a simple red dress that fell just below her knees and hugged her mid-section very well, with two wide straps that held the dress up. Her feet were encased in a pair of low-heeled shoes. After looking at his fiancée for a minute, he replied, "You could make a garbage bag look good, Callista."
Callista placed her right paw on Ulysses' cheek and gave it a small caress.
Ulysses brought his right arm up to capture her paw and gave it a kiss. He then said, "Be careful in there, my love. I don't want to lose you again after just getting you back."
"You never have to worry about that, Ulysses. I'm yours forever, "Callista replied, and let the paw that Ulysses held get warmer in order to make him feel more at ease. She then walked into the restaurant, leaving Ulysses standing outside.
She walked through the front door, closing it behind her. Then she walked towards the hostess' stand and the awaiting Charlene.
Charlene looked up, smiled as Callista approached, and said, "Welcome to Ambrosia. We are closed tonight for a private engagement. Can I help you with a reservation?"
"I am supposed to be meeting someone here tonight. My name is Callista," she replied.
"Yes, please come with me. Your table awaits," Charlene said as she slid out from behind the hostess' stand, grabbed a menu and the wine list, and gestured for Callista to follow her.
Callista followed Charlene into the main restaurant and through a maze of round tables covered in white tablecloths. The water glasses had napkins folded into them, and silverware was placed neatly on the tables. Charlene led Callista to a set of double doors off to the right, opened the them, and motioned for Callista to enter.
Callista entered, and her heels clicked on the bamboo floor. The walls were covered in linen, wall sconces lit the room with lit candles, and there was a small table set for an intimate dinner against the wall.
Charlene pulled out the chair on the right, and Callista took her seat. Charlene pushed the chair back into position and said, "Your companion shall be here shortly. Can I get you anything while you wait?"
"No, I am fine. Thank you," Callista replied.
"Very well, your waitress' name is Leila, and she will take care of you tonight," Charlene said as she walked out of the door, closing it behind her.
Callista watched her leave and the door close. She started to get nervous that this meeting was going to be anything but a friendly chat. In order for her to keep her calm, she concentrated on one of the candles set on the table, lifted her right index finger, and played with the tiny flame, making it grow, shrink, and dance at her will.
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