Knock knock knock! The sound of a fist lightly tapping TK's door, caused the tigress' ears to perk high. She was currently clad in her normal attire of her jeans and black tank top. Her shoes were sprawled across her house somewhere, and fortunately she didn't have to look for them, seeing as she'd be staying home tonight. Though, one thing that didn't help was the person she was to see tonight, was not there yet.

Sighing, she glanced at the clock above the television, her eyes narrowing. Figures. Oh well, I'm sure he can't help it TK thought to herself turning off the tv and walking to the door, her tail swooshing back and forth before her hand grabbed the doorknob. Just in case though, the tigress glanced through the eye hole in her door, and a small smile formed on her face. Okay, good. Opening the door, the tigress' emerald eyes locked on her guest.

"Hey TK, er, sorry I'm late. There was traffic..." Deck opened up, scratching the back of his head. He got a look from TK, and he raised his eye brows, glancing down at a watch on his wrist. Holy crap, 9:00? " Oh....shit...I'm two hours late. Yeah, sorry TK, I really am." Vincent finished. The cougar was currently clothed in a pair of baggy cargo pants and a white t-shirt.

TK's 'serious' face faded into a grin. The tigress couldn't be mad at any of her friends, that just wasn't her personality to be mad at people she cared about. " It's alright Deck, all we're doin' is hangin' out anyway. KC couldn't make it. So, c'mon in. " She said, holding the door open for him. The cougar obliged and sat down on the one end of the couch.

" So, what happened to her?" Deck asked, quirking a brow. KC was one of TK's friends who just so happened to find herself in trouble pretty often as well. Unlike the strong tigress though, from what Deck learned, the poor girl was quite often worried or scared. Or, or at least that is what he assumed from the stories he had heard.

TK gave a shrug as she walked into the kitchen, getting some popcorn ready. The tigress shoved the bag into the microwave and pressed the 'popcorn' button, and then called out from the kitchen, " I dunno, she said she was busy, and she felt really bad," TK started, pausing so that she didn't have to talk over the microwave. When the popcorn was done, she plopped some into two bowls and brought them out, handing one to Deck, and then sitting at the other end of the couch, " By the way Deck, I thought you were retired from Dunroust." The tigress stated, looking at Deck with a quirked brow, and eating some popcorn.

The cougar gave a shrug, " I thought so too," Vincent said honestly, " They just needed me though, and ended up calling me, and I obliged. You know I can't turn down an oppurtunity to help someone," Deck finished giving a small smile, before looking back to the tv.

TK grinned as well, her own orbs making their way back to the tv. She was about to speak when her ears lifted high. Putting the popcorn that was supposed to go into her mouth, back into the bowl she curiously looked over to Deck. " Hey, did ya hear that?" She asked quietly.

The cougar glanced at TK, his mind filled with concern Great, assholes have arrived already? Wonder who it will be this time. Sonya? Xavier? Morgus? Random shithole henchman? Deck thought standing up from the couch with TK. There was a sound of windows crashing in TK's other rooms of her house on the lower level, and using their instincts the pair got into fighting stances.

Men clothed in black and wearing masks began to file towards the two, ready to fight! Nodding to eachother, the two felines began to get to work. Deck opened up by kicking off the couch and then on the way down slamming his fist into one goon, and then kneeing the nearest one where the sun don't shine, then forcing his dome into the wall, knocking him unconcious.

TK waited for her enemies to make it around the couch. The tigress slide kicked one's legs out from underneath him, causing to slam onto the floor with a loud thud! The next guy attempted to tackle her. TK responded by rolling backwards, and then when he got up to run and tackle her, she spun, grabbed his wrist and threw him over her shoulder.

Vincent hopped back over the couch, returning to TK's side. More men filed around, trying to circle the two. As if they had ESP, Deck grabbed TK's wrists and spun her, the tigress kicking each fool as she spun around.  When their cycle was complete, Deck helped her land on her feet, and they nodded to eachother in success. " Duck!" TK ordered Deck, the cougar immediately ducking. The tigress then punched one of the goonies who had gotten up square in the nose, feeling it crunch against her fist. Deck stood up and smiled, TK returning the favor. Before they could say a word to eachother though, there was a gunshot coming from TK's door.

The two whirled around to see two goonies standing in the room, and inbetween them, holding the gun was an odd figure. He was in a wheelchair, wearing a large black hooded cloak. He had no legs, merely stubs that went down to about the knee. From behind his hood, two faces could be seen. One half was covered by an odd white mask, the other was a rat's. A sinister smile appeared on his face. " Why, hello there Deck."

TK and Deck both found themselves surprised. Deck's eyes narrowed and his fists clenched tight. The cougar found himself unable to surpress a low hate filled growl. Well, looks like you got fucked up, but it's nothing less than what you deserve you maniacle bastard! " What the hell do you want?!" Vincent demanded to know, holding himself back from charging at the rat despite the gun.

Mac smiled, nodding to one of his goonies, who threw two sets of handcuffs and a ball gag to Deck's feet. " To ruin your life. Death isn't revenge. That'd be sparing you. I want you to suffer for what you did to me Vincent Decker! Legless, my face ruined from the damned parachute landing, my money stripped from me! Everything! Ruined, because of you, and you will pay! Now, gag that damned tigress, and cuff her, or I'll shoot her right in the head," Mac said threateningly, a third goonie walking in now, bringing in poor KC, who had duct tape covering her lips, her hands tied behind her back with rope.

TK gasped and sighed, her emerald beauties slowly locking with Deck's midnight blue eyes. She sighed. " Do it," She said softly, before staring daggers at Mac, her knuckles cracking in anger. Deck sighed, and slowly picked up the ball gag. As soft as he could do it, he pressed the big rubber ball into the tigress' mouth, and then buckled the strap, but unfortunately was ordered to buckle it tighter, and did so. Then, the cougar cuffed TK's hands behind her back, and was forced to cuff her feet together, the tigress thus laying on the floor. Deck's eyes burned with the hatred of a thousand beings. The mental torture that went through him, in just merely cuffing her was too much, letalone being forced to gag her.

Snickering, Mac nodded to his goons. The third one threw KC down onto the ground, and then picked up TK with the other two. The tigress thrashed about angrily. " Mpghgghgh! Ympghghgh mpthththth fmphhghgh bmpthhd!" She yelled around the gag as they took her out the door.

KC whimpered muffled pleas as she saw her friend get taken out the door. She couldn't help but feel like it was her fault now. "Nmph!"

Mac slowly backed his wheel chair out of the house, laughing insanely. " So long Deck, and by the way, have a nice sleep." Mac taunted as he left.

Deck quirked a brow in confusion. He was pissed off beyond all belief, and really wanted to kick someone's ass at the moment. That someone being Mac and his little goonies. The cougar felt someone tap him on the shoulder, and he turned around. Before he could even register a single though a baseball bat slammed across his face, and he fell in a heap onto the floor, blood trickling out his forehead. He was out cold...