Cat fight 2 (Return to Home)

specton – 2 1/2 minutes

quant – 2 1/2 years

heckson – 2 1/2 miles


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Bill was pacing outside the city, where was that star cruiser? They had ample time to reach this
primitive dust ball of earth. Looking over at his two guards who would soon be his mates he
smiled. They were both were still in their cat form. Unlike him they craved their true cat form.

Twitty a grey striped tabby with white streaks down her back. Gleena, a red colored cat
resembling a Bengal tiger. Both were half cat and half Bill guessed something approaching
human. They both had been ready to fight to the death for the honor of being his mate. Laughing
Bill thought that was a joke, him? A desired mate?

Sighing again Bill knew there was a lot he’d have to do when he returned. That is if he returned!
The length of time it was taking the star cruiser to get here he wasn’t so sure. Looking at his
chronometer again his face started to twist into anger.

“I want both of you to call Xendra. Let them know I am more than displeased that the cruiser
isn’t here yet. It has more than enough time to reach this system.” Bill roared transforming a
moment into his full cat form.

Both Gleena and Twitty were both trembling at the raw power that their mate was showing. Both
pulled out their small but powerful communication devices. Almost frantically they were calling
the cruiser’s commander and command control advising them both that they best hurry.

“The commander states he should touchdown in two spectons.” Gleena advised Bill.

“Xendra command says they were delayed by a magnetic storm of one hundred hecksons
across.” Twitty purred.

Bill nodded he normally wasn’t this impatient, though with the death of his brother he felt that
haste was best at this point. Grabbing Twitty’s communicator he growled, “Command I want
triple guards on my uncles. If they escape I will hold all there accountable! No matter where you
hide I will find you!”

“Yes Sire!” The voice at the other end said as there were suddenly a lot of shouting on the other
end. “They will still be incarcerated when you return sire!”

“Good, I am not really in a good mood to go hunting when I get there!” Bill growled out again.

There was a gulp then the other voice said, “Yes sire I wouldn’t want that for you either!”
Clicking off Bill was relieved when a moment later there was a rush of air then a door opened in
front of them.

Both females drew the same type of gun Bill had seen Gleena with earlier. Nodding as he looked
over their shoulders at the standard skimmer gun of the royal guard and special agencies.
Advancing both females took up positions on either side of the opening. As the commander stuck
his head out, he suddenly had a barrel digging into the side of his neck.

“I do not recognize you, should I dispatch him sire?” Twitty stated as she bared her claws and
fangs.

“Recognition code?” Bill growled out low and menacing.

The commander swallowed hard, “A beast with eyes of moonlight,
fur knotted like wool.
The teeth like pearls, so bright,
He slips away.”

“The response?” Bill growled as Twitty pressed harder into the commander’s neck, her claws out
ever closer to the commander’s throat.

“A shadow.” The commander replied.

Bill nodded then walked up to the commander smacking the man across the face causing a few
places to bleed. “This type of sloppiness won’t be tolerated. I should kill you on the spot! As I am
in a hurry best you remember! If there is another instance of this you will find yourself staring at
the sky as you bleed out. As I said I should rip your insides out! Let’s go now!”

The commander had everything inside in record time. Another thirty seconds and they were in
space.

“Commencing hyper drive.” There was a whine then the ship shot forward. The commander
came to Bill and saluted. Bill nodded then the commander reported, “Sire we should be arriving
within 24 spectons.”

“Good I am anxious to execute both of my power hungry uncles. Part of your offences is
forgiven commander. If we arrive in the time you have stated then I might remove even more.”
Here Bill pointed a finger at the commander. “I suggest that you don’t push it though.”

The commander saluted then bowed; turning away he breathed a sigh of relief. His mate
wouldn”t be pleased he’d upset the king. Most of the penalties he’d incurred though were removed
so she wouldn’t be as pissed off. Shaking he’d rather face the king mad than his mate on an anger
spree.