{Jammy Jams}
Just then it looked like Cole had a clear shot of the cat, he swung back the scythe and lunged, only to be jerked off his feet. He whipped around and realized that the blade was caught in the side of a doorway, the tip stuck in the material. With an exasperated growl he frantically tugged on his weapon whilst Zane and Jay continued to battle the cat.
“You filthy little mouse-eater! I’ll teach you to mess with my girl!” Jay snarled as he whipped his swinging nunchucks at the tabby.
He then watched in shock as the cat swiftly balanced on its forelegs and in one swinging movement, whipped around and knocked its legs into Zane’s chest, sending the nindroid tumbling with a panicked cry. Zane crashed through a window, the glass shattering under his weight and sending gleaming shards flying through the air. The cat-creature, Jay, and Cole all ducked down and covered their heads as the fragments pelted them. Cole glanced up once the splinters stopped raining down to see Zane topple over and out of sight.
The tabby lashed its tail and lunged at Jay before the latter could react. The two of them crashed through a door leading to the stairs and toppled out of sight, shouting and swinging furiously.
“Jay!” Cole grunted in frustration and tugged even harder at his scythe. For a second he pondered on leaving it there so he could help Jay, but going in without a weapon would be one of the stupidest things he could do.
“Come on, you dumb thing!” He snarled as he tugged wildly. With a triumphant laugh he wrenched the scythe from the doorway, snapping some of the material of the wall in the process.
Before he could race for the hall leading to the stairs, however, Jay stumbled out, looking dazed. Cole ran to his side. “You all right? Where’s the cat?”
“I’m fine. That kitty ran away with its tail between its legs.” Jay shook his head as if to clear it. “Where’s Zane?”
“This way.” Cole balanced delicately at the frame of the window, trying not to step on any glass, and leapt to the flat roof where Zane had fallen. Jay joined him, surprisingly graceful in his movement. “Zane?” He called.