Jake was asleep again on the bed, leaning himself against the wall. Chance looked at his partner with concern. 'Why didn't he tell me?' He looked at Silvia and then asked, "Why does you being alive upset him so much? I mean, we've seen worse in this town then the dead coming back."
Silvia shook her head and replied, "Because he felt responsible for me. For all of us, orphans. He was one of the younger ones, but he took on the leadership role, as well as the role of the provider." She glanced at Jake sadly as well. "I didn't mean to scare him this much."
Chance looked at the she-cat with confusion, "Just why the pills said 'Razor's Edge'? I mean, seriously. He's not a Swat Kat." He said, trying to cover his worry.
Silvia just looked at him and rolled her eyes. "I was in the computer system, which includes yours. As for the name on the bottle, we called him that in the orphanage. It was his middle name. We figured that it would do better than Jake would, so we could tell if friend or foe was calling for him. Each of us has a code name. I am Teck, as in a technical device. He was called Razor for his razor sharp skills with his sling shot." Her eyes softened.
Chance was shaking his head, "If Feral knew…"
"He wouldn't do anything. Now it's time to quit moping about, Swat Kat." Silvia said fiercely. Her fur glistened. "We need you."
This got Chance's attention. "What do you mean by that? No one has needed us for years."
"I was trapped in computer systems from all over the world for years. That includes going through villain computers. This is my first time out of the systems. Dark Kat is still alive, you do know that much, correct?" She was almost at a snarl.
"Yeah, but I thought it was a rumor." Said Jake, he got up from his 'nap'.
"You okay, buddy? You keep passing out; I might just take you to a doctor." Chance was starting to get worried.
Jake looked at Chance with a smile that was like a joke. "I'll be fine; it takes a bit for my pill to take effect. Now," he stared at Silvia, "What the crud is going on that you, Teck, have deemed to try and revive to old carcasses like us? What is so terrible that the Swat Kats are needed back in the game?" His face looked as though he hadn't seen the sky for a year, it was serious and gaunt. He was nervous. Jake was never nervous.
Chance looked at his partner with concern. 'A nervous "Razor" will likely cut himself in a fight.'
"I say we need you back because of these three facts; One, Pumadine was robbed and all that was left as proof was a hole in the ground. Two, Megakat Bio-Chemical labs were also robbed. Finally, number three, I saw three super villains talking together, and no one was throwing punches." Silvia was worried and serious as well.
"What the crud! Pumadine is a target for most villains, but the hole will normally mean Dark Kat! And we all know that the bio-chemical stuff goes with Dr. Viper!" Chance was shaking his head trying to believe it.
"Hey, what about the villains you said you saw; could you tell who they were, and how you saw them?" Jake was getting himself prepared for the worse as well.
"I saw them by going through Dark Kat and Hard Drive's security system. Hard Drive can't detect me, it seems. I don't know why. Anyway, other than those two, there was Dr. Viper! It was like a nightmare that came true." Silvia was on the verge of freaking out.
"Calm down, Silv. First off unless the city is really in danger, and the enforcers can't handle it, then we get involved. Second, we should get you back to the others; Jem will be the most ecstatic." Jake was starting to sound like the most depressed cat on the planet. It was ticking Chance off.
'It's okay if I get depressed, but Jake is acting like there is nothing for him to do anymore. It's as though he's lost all his spark.'
"Look, Jake, I don't care if you are now older than me, I will tell on you." Silvia was starting to boil over. 'I came here to give them a chance to fly again, and they do this! Ughh.'
Jake now looked just as confused as Chance, "Tell on me, hah, to who would you tell on me and what for?" he smirked.
'He's trying to get Chance upset enough to join in, of course! Without his best friend and pilot, he is just a kid with a slingshot hitting the wall.' Silvia finally figured out. "I would tell my sister, of course. She was adopted when she was young. She knows about me though. I also explained my age problem. She will be happy to know that I am out of the system now, but she will be so ticked at you both, so hah." She chuckled at the thought of it.
"Who's your sister?" asked Chance.
"Why my little sister is Calico, of course. Or maybe you know 'Callie' better as Ms. Briggs?" she smirked. "I would tell her that you both faked your own deaths, under the belief that no one needed you boys anymore. She might get so ticked off that she will kill you herself." She was enjoying the look on the two cats' faces, stunned.
Then Jake did something unexpected. He laughed.
"Uh, Jake, buddy, you okay?" Chance was just getting more confused by the second.
"Oh man, yeah, Chance I'm fine. Ha, that was just funny. The look on your face, ha." He then calmed down, "Now to be serious, Silvia, as we said, we have to be called, as in an actual emergency. At this point, even my dad calling us to apologize and make us into a secret squadron would qualify to get us back in action. Besides, the jet was totaled, and we haven't finished it yet. At least not the weapons systems and our jump suits were ruined as well. We aren't prepared to do this anymore."
Chance was surprised; he had figured that if Jake was put into an orphanage, then he had no parents. Then he thought about what his partner had just said about them not being prepared. "That's not entirely true, we still have our helmets and masks, and as for the jet we could be up in the sky again in an hour. We just don't have the jumpsuits anymore."
Just then, the phone rang. Jake walked over to the phone and said, "Jake and Chance's Garage; this is Jake, how can I help you?"
Just then a voice muttered something that was barely audible, "A package will be arriving shortly, it should work for your purposes. I got a … feeling you might be needed again." Then the phone cut off.
"Who was it?" Chance was rubbing his head, trying to take all of this in.
"I have no idea; they said something about a package. Must've been a wrong number." He shrugged.
"By the way, I also detected someone else who had actually hacked into the security system. Some enforcer, I'm not sure who."
"Oh, great, see Feral will handle this, now I'm going to go hit my head against the wall to see if I'm still asleep or not." Said Chance, 'finally something made sense again.'
Just then, Burke and Murray showed up with the usual junk. "Never mind." Said Chance as the two junk-cats went out to sign the paper.
"Here ya go boys, sign here." Said a small, obnoxious cat. He was a light apricot color with an even junkier look than the mechanics. His partner, Burke, was an oversized cat who was brown and fat.
Chance signed the paper while Jake started to clear up the junk in front of their door, which was where they always put it.
"See ya boys, HaHaHa." They laughed as they rode off.
"You would think after twelve years they would get tired of this, huh, Chance?"
"Yeah, now we gotta clear this up again."
"Chance!" Jake was holding a box on the top of the pile. It was a cardboard box that said, "To the Swat Kats"