THE KAT IN THE MASK
AN: I've seen The Mask and well it gave me an idea. This story takes place at the end of the second movie and where the Viking and his son are at their home. I personally think the first was funnier than the second movie but I guess they ran out of ideas. This is my first cross-over. SWAT Kat/The Mask Crossover. Thanks to Ulyferal for doing the beta work on this for me.
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Author: Narrator, you may begin the story.
Narrator: What? Oh right got ya….Once upon a time there lived two girls who were going to be known as the Wild Girls when...
Author: No! Not that story...the other story...
Narrator: ^-^ Oops...sorry about that...Once upon a time on a place called Earth or whatever they call that place where Vikings lived...one of the Viking gods, who created the Mask, was pleased his son had returned the Mask to him...well actually it had been a mortal who had given him parental advice that had been responsible for his son doing the right thing but you get the point...anyway…..with the Mask safely in his hands, he prepared to destroy it once and for all...that is, until his son stayed his hand...
"Wait! Father, what are you doing?" His son demanded.
"Destroying this thing! It is far too powerful for any human to possess," his father said gruffly.
"No, don't...come on...let's have some more fun with it...," his son cajoled, holding onto his father's arm.
"NO and that's final!" His father snapped but before he could do anything more his son snatched the Mask away. "What are you doing?" He shouted, furious.
His son quickly threw the Mask through their magic portal that was still open and smirked with pleasure.
Scowling angrily, his father roared, "you idiot...look what you've done now." Disgusted, he stared into the portal in dismay.
"Ah relax, Father. I'll just retrieve it from wherever it went on Earth. No big deal," his son shrugged, smirking.
"Stupid fool! You didn't send it to Earth. The portal was moving so it went to another dimension," his father growled at his pain-in-the-ass son.
"Really? Cool, that should be interesting to see when I go after it," the son simply shrugged and headed for the portal.
"Forget it!" His father snarled, snatching his son back from the portal and closing it. "It's out of our world's domain. You better hope it doesn't land in some other idiot's hands or worse yet a villains," he snapped, shaking his no good son before tossing him aside then staring into the now closed portal. 'Wonder where the thing went now?' He thought to himself.
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On another world, in a city called Megakat, a cat-like biped known as Kats were the dominate life form.
At that moment, a Kat was walking along a sidewalk that ran beside a tall fence. Words printed on the fence declared the place to be the Megakat Salvage Yard. The Kat hoped to find a job here after losing his last one.
Unfortunately for him, he was extremely clumsy and always managed to do enough harm in a job to get fired. He sighed to himself, he'd been fired from so many jobs, he was worried no one would give him one anymore.
His last job had definitely ended in the worst way when he accidentally tripped his boss down some stairs sending the poor tom to the hospital. He never meant any harm but trouble just seemed to follow him like a magnet.
Hell even his parents chose their other kittens over him due to his accident prone behavior. He had no friends or she-kat to call his own for the same reason. Really, he wasn't that bad looking: only nineteen with fur the color black with stunning sapphire blue eyes. At the moment he was wearing blue jeans, white button up shirt and scruffy looking tennis shoes. A pair of glasses was perched on his nose giving him a bit of a geeky look.
His ruminating halted when he reached the entry to the salvage yard. He stared through the open gate to a garage that sat inside the entryway. An apartment perched up and to one side of it while all around, inside the fence were huge stacks of salvage.
Sighing, he took a deep breath, letting it out slowly before walking up to one of the two garage doors that were open. He'd barely stepped through the door when he slipped on a wrench that had been laying on the ground.
Falling face first, he landed with a thud on the cement, the air whooshing from his chest and the front of him getting all dirty. He blinked in surprise as he regained his bearings and scrambled to his feet. He straightened his glasses, grateful they hadn't broken. Looking around quickly, he hoped no one had seen him but he was never that lucky.
"Oh gee! Are you okay? Sorry that was there," a concerned voice said. A slim tom dressed in coveralls and wearing a backward baseball cap hurried up. A much bigger tom was directly behind him, equally worried.
The smaller tom quickly did his best to brush off the dirt on the strangers front while the other tom quickly picked up the wrench that had caused the trouble..
"It's okay…..I should of seen that coming," the stranger sighed, grimacing resignedly.
"Huh? What do you mean by that?" The smaller tom asked, confused.
"Nothing, just me rambling," the stranger said, rubbing his sore nose, and blushing in embarrassment.
The tabby whipped our a handkerchief and offered it to the tom to wipe off his face and glasses. The stranger smiled shyly as he accepted it and cleaned his spectacles and wipe the dirt off his chin.
"So, what can we do for you young fella," the huge tabby asked, kindly, taking the cloth back and shoving it into his pocket.
"Uh...uhmm...I was wondering if you had a job available here," he asked, cautiously.
Both toms sighed, "Nope sorry kid, but we…." the tabby began, shaking his head when the stranger did something crazy.
He dropped to his knees and grabbed the tabby by his legs and begged, "oh pleassse...I need a job...I've tried everywhere and no one will hire me...you're all I have left."
"What the heck! Let go!" The tabby shouted in shocked surprise, trying to pry the kitten off him.
But the kitten tightened his hold and continued to beg, tears falling down his face, "pleassse...".
The tabby's partner was totally flummoxed as to how to deal with this situation. They'd never encountered anything like this before.
"No now get off me….jeez kitten...there are other things...hey!" The tabby struggled to pry the tom loose, trying not to hurt him as well, while coaxing him to calm down.
The young tom did finally release the big tom but stayed on his knees, lowered his ears, held his paws clasped together before his face and gave huge, pathetic kitten eyes to the two toms.
"N-no like we said..." the smaller Kat tried to be tough in the face of such a pitiful look.
The youngster made even bigger kitten eyes, tears now falling and a huge sniff.
"Aw for crud sake...don't do that we just can't have you here..." the big tabby tried once more to reason with the kitten.
In a shuddering voice full of woe, the kitten said, "please...I've lost my last job, my home, and my family won't take me in, *sniff*….you're my only hope left to live."
Both adults gave each other troubled looks before the smaller one said, carefully, "aww, we're sorry kid but really we can't take you on..." He tried once more to convince the kitten to look elsewhere and put an end to this awkward situation.
Realizing he was not winning here, the kitten gave a hiccuping sigh, pulled his glasses off and wiped his face on his shirt sleeve, put his glasses back on and sniffed loudly before giving them sad eyes and saying, "I understand but I wish for once in my life someone cared…..you seem like good people *sniff* but I guess I need to find another place to earn some money so I have somewhere to sleep and eat tonight or I'll be sleeping in an alley again...that's so scary. Thanks anyway..." he sniffed again, got to his feet, his shoulders slumped as he walked away.
The two toms stared at each other in appalled shock. No way could they allow this but they couldn't have anyone here. The smaller of the two came to a decision. Running after the kitten he grabbed his shirt.
"Okay, listen, we can put you up for a bit but then you'll have to try and find a place tomorrow. We really don't have a need here, we just don't get enough work. But we'd feel awful if something happened to you because we turned you away. Come on, we'll get you cleaned up and get some food in you. By the way, my name is Jake and that's my partner Chance," Jake soothed the kitten, tugging him back to the garage.
The kitten stared at him in pleased astonishment. Though getting a job here wasn't going to happen, at least he didn't have to worry about where he was going to go tonight. Grinning happily, he gave both toms a huge hug.
"Yeah, okay...so do you have any belongings?" Chance asked.
"Oh, yeah and my name is Danny Sharp. Let me just go get my stuff, its right outside the gate."
"Sure, we'll be right here," Chance said reassuringly.
Still grinning happily, Danny hurried to the entrance to the yard and went along a short way until he reached his hidden bag. It was behind an old weathered sign. It didn't hold much, just a few changes of clothing, some personal items, and a very tiny amount of cash. He picked it up and hurried back to the pair waiting for him.
"Please God, make this work for me," he murmured a prayer but having no hope it would be answered.
As he walked back to the gate, something hard hit him in the head. He was knocked down again on his face, but this time he wasn't getting up so quickly as darkness began to steal his consciousness away. His last thought was,'why me.'
AN: Guess what hit him?