Groaning, Ozone yawned loudly, showing his teeth. Stretching his tired muscles, he felt someone's presence on his left. Blindly feeling around, the hairless feline touched something that felt like an eyeball. The next thing he knew, Ozone had a tight pressure on his throat as he discovered that he had unfortunately poked Tiberius right in the eye.

"Ever heard of personal space?!" Tiberius hissed, shaking Ozone. Choking, the cat looked around at their surroundings. His face fell when he realized where they were. "What? What's the matter with you now?" the hawk grumbled, releasing his hold and dropping Ozone on the floor. While Ozone caught his breath, he looked around. "Where in the name of the Tribe of the Heavenly Stars are we?" he mumbled.

"Who says that?" Ozone coughed, baffled.

"How bout you keep ya opinion to yourself and tell me where we're at cuz I feel like ya know this place! I saw the look on yer face so spit it out!" Tiberius growled, pacing.

Sighing, Ozone muttered, "I think we were kidnapped by one of Staten Island's infamous cat gangs. And I got a bad feeling it's the largest and most ruthless group of all, led by the one and only Mason."

"Know him?"

"Yeah. We don't get along very well."

"That sounds familiar."

"Shut up."

"Care to explain why you and Mason don't get along Ozone?"

"I may or may not have... kidnapped his daughter so I could get her to love me..." Ozone mumbled truthfully, rubbing the back of his head with his paw. Tiberius stared at him in stone cold silence before snarling, "You're sick, I hope ya know that stupid."

"Yeah, I know."

"Now we're both dead!"

"I'll try talking to him, don't worry."

"Good luck with that. After what you told me, we're so dead!"

"I'm gonna talk to him and get myself out of here."

"And me?"

"You can be eaten."

"I hate you."

"I hate you too pigeon."

"Hawk."

"Whatever."

Just then, a door opened and a cat walked in. Looking at Ozone with his green eyes, the ginger cat muttered, "Ozone."

"Mason," Ozone replied curtly.