I DON'T OWN SWAT KATS!!!
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Chapter Ten(part one): Painful Memories
The morning sun shown brightly into the window at the salvage yard. Too brightly for Felina's taste. She squinted her eyes and rolled over, expecting to snuggle up next to Chance, but the tom was already awake. She got out of bed, rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, and walked into the living room. There they sat, Jake and Chance were both in their flight suits and Callie was in nice red dress.
"Well well, looks like someone finally woke up!" Chance mused. "You should probably head back to headquarters, I think you uncle is going to need your help." As much as she didn't want to leave them, Felina knew what must be done. She nodded, and headed out the door. As she was leaving, Chance placed his hand on her shoulder. A look of deep concern crossed his face. "Felina, I know its no use telling you not to fight, even with this crud in you. I just want you to take it easy, don't push it, that's what Jake and I are here for." Felina smiled.
"Chance, don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just watch your back you great lug of a tom kat, I don't want anything to happen to you either." They went outside and kissed for a long time while waiting for Jake and Callie.
"Jake, I wanted to thank you for last night...I really needed it. I want you to know that no matter what happens, you will always be the only kat for me." She kissed him. This kiss was different then all the others, this kiss...was something special. Something about this kiss told Jake not to go, to stay here and cherish this she kat for all eternity. Jake turned away from her, trying to get his barrings together. He turned to face her once more.
"Callie, I love you more than anything. I will make sure you get that antidote...I don't care how I do it, but you will not suffer like those kats before you did. Now go with Felina, I'll see you later." They kissed once more, and again, Jake felt like giving this whole thing up. That would do me little good, Callie would turn, bite me, then God only knows what kind of hell would be unleashed!
After Callie's green Mercedes sped away, T-Bone and Razor went down to their hangar. They had everything prepared, arming only with lethal weapons. T-Bone stood by his buddy, hesitating to get in the jet.
"I still can't believe that we are about to do this. Kill another living kat...its just crazy."
"These aren't kats T-Bone, their monsters. If we don't kill them, they'll kill us. Besides, you don't want the same thing to happen to Felina, do you?" Chance's eyes lit up just likes Jake's. They masked themselves and were off in a flash of bright blue light.
Commander Feral sat at his desk, going over the casualty report. Too many kats have already died because of Viper and his gang of...what ever they were. Feral shuddered. He stood up and looked out of his window. Something had to happen, they had been lucky these past few weeks, but T-Bone had to be ok by now. Where were those Swat Kats when he needed them? And where was his niece, he had told her yesterday that she had to be here on TIME! This was beginning to look like a war, and he wanted here by his side, she was safest with him. Feral sighed as he noticed something in the window. It was faint at first but was rapidly getting bigger. His heart pounded with excitement, it was the Trubokat! Strange that they choose to trust me after what I did to them a few years ago...I guess now is as good a time as ever... Feral hit the button on the intercom, knowing exactly what would be said to him.
"Commander, the Swat Kats are here to s-see y-you?" It sounded like a confused question rather then a statement.
"Let them in." The door to his office opened, and in stepped T-Bone and Razor. For a while nothing was said, Feral felt uncomfortable and cleared his throat. "Ho-how are you feeling T-Bone?" He asked.
T-Bone shot him one of those oookay... looks and responded. "I'm fine, I didn't think you cared commander." He sounded rather stiff. Feral sighed again, and looked at Razor.
"I suppose you want an assessment of how things are going. You will get one, but first I want to get some things cleared up. Please have a seat." Feral gestured toward two chairs in front of his desk. The three Kat's sat down. Feral is acting a little strange Razor thought to himself. He suddenly realized something, that feeling in his gut. He felt it when Chance had gone missing, he felt it the day Dark Kat ruined their lives forever, he felt it the day he received the phone call...the one that told him his father had been killed. This feeling always brought with it something bad, but why did he feel it now? And why did it comfort him this time? Razor had no time to think, Feral began his little speech.
"For a few years now the city has been speculating over your success. You two are the greatest thing to happen to this city ever since Commander Lightheart lead us to victory against the Black Hats twenty years ago. I remember one battle from that war in particular. I was flying our jet, we had the base locked on and were ready to fire, when something went wrong. The patrol chopper that followed us was secretly working for them. My gunner...he tried his best to bring them down, but he was already wounded. The gunfire racked our jet, I looked back to see my gunner...I will never forget that bloody scene." Ferals voice shook but he continued. "My partner was the closest thing to me, and if I had died that day along with him, my soul would finally be at peace. I always wondered why I was kept alive. Why did he have to die and not me? I discovered the secret to fates madness when two young rookies had shown their faces to me. They wanted to be enforcers, so I put them together in a test jet and knew why I was kept alive. I would help bring together the greatest hero's anyone has ever seen! These two kats were fantastic! The pilot flew like nothing I've ever seen, some would even say he was better than the Red Lynx!" T-Bone couldn't help but chuckle at this, Feral just kept going on, pretending not to notice. His partner...his partner shot anything and everything. He reminded me of my old partner...Roger. I had made a pact with him. I promised Roger that if anything ever happened, I would look after his only son." Razor began to feel uneasy, he already guessed where this was going. "I did my best, but little Jake had runaway. I never forgave myself for allowing this to happen. To this day, I wish it had been me to make that call, not some low level Sargent who didn't even know Roger! These two young kats had just about everything on their side. The only thing missing was their names. When I found out who they were, I understood. Furlong, the pilot, was an orphan. I still don't know who his true parents are, but whoever they are, they should be proud to have given birth to the worlds greatest pilot." Feral smiled at T-Bone, who just sat there with his mouth wide open in shock. "And his gunner...when I discovered who this was, I vowed to keep this pair safe from harm. I wept with joy to see that under my command was Jacob Clawson...the son of Roger Clawson, my one and only partner." Feral smiled at Razor. "Its funny, Roger always had this word carved into his helmet. He said it described him as a kat as well as a soldier. What did he always say? No kat can ever get me, I am as sharp as a...Razor."
(okay I had planned to finish this thing at once, but where is the fun in giving it all away at once? NO! You will get it peice by painstaking peice! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!! coughs SOMONE GET ME A LOSENGE!! Coughs again)
